Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

Xie Huai'an faltered decisively when he heard Hong Yao's words, and slowly opened his eyes.

It was still the same room filled with burning red candles, and the same emperor who couldn't figure out his mind. The difference was that there were no bloody heads on the gold-woven carpet, and there was no empty glass of poisoned wine at hand.

"Your Majesty, uh, cough, cough..." Xie Huai'an wanted to speak, and the sequelae of watching too many replays hit his heart and lungs.

He coughed a few times and couldn't stop. He was dizzy and speechless for a while, and suddenly felt his wrist was burned.

Xie Huai'an turned his head to the side and saw that Hong Yao was not wearing gloves, and pressed his wrist with three slender fingers.

Heat flowed from Hong Yao's fingertips, and the soreness poured into his body.

Xie Huaian bit his lip and suppressed his panting.

Heat circulated between his viscera and tendons, he seemed to have received a brief but well-placed massage, and felt much more comfortable.

"Thank you Your Majesty...I am much better." Xie Huai'an reluctantly declined.

This feeling is so good, like soaking in a hot bath, Xie Huai'an couldn't help wishing that Hong Yao would last forever, but his intuition told him that this is something called "true qi", and only people who have practiced martial arts all year round and have profound skills Only then can the true spirit be released.

When the system releases the forecast, it will mobilize people's energy.Ordinary doctors can only see some symptoms of insufficient qi and blood when they feel the pulse, but it is different when they feel the real qi, and they may detect the abnormality behind the fainting.

Hong Yao didn't notice anything... Xie Huai'an took a peek.

Hong Yao's small brush-like eyelashes covered his blue eyes, and there was nothing wrong with them.

"I asked someone to send Miao Shisan away, and tonight's festival will also be postponed. You don't need to do anything."

Hong Yao withdrew his hands slowly, took out a silver-red satin pillow from the low cabinet, gently and properly supported Xie Huai'an to sit up, and took a handkerchief to wipe off his sweat.

Xie Huai'an's body that had just softened became stiff again, and he dared not move.

"Your Excellency, you don't have to be so close to me..." Hong Yao rubbed the end of Xie Huai'an's eyes with a veil, "Your Excellency said that the chicks will get close to people when they open their eyes. The more I look at it, the more I like it.”

"His Majesty is happy...is that good?"

Xie Huaian began to think about what to say to show that he was really harmless.

Unexpectedly, Hong Yao started to talk about homework: "Your Excellency has been here for a few days, does the meal suit your appetite?"

Hong Yao's voice was magnetic and soft. He started talking about meals, then talked about bedding, and asked Xie Huai'an what he likes to do to pass the time, and whether he feels bored after staying in the palace for a long time.It seems that Xie Huai'an is his friend who came from afar, or that someone in Yong'an Palace will come back from the dead every now and then.

"It's really boring, but it's okay." Xie Huai'an chatted with him with a heart in his heart. As they chatted, the topic Hong Yao picked was really peaceful, so he relaxed a little.

Hong Yao said: "I have never seen such an exquisite grasshopper in the palace, how did you weave it?"

"Hold the leaves and figure it out naturally. It's quite simple."

This is the truth.Whether weaving grasshoppers or playing the ukulele, Xie Huai'an seems to have learned something specially, but he can't remember it at all now, and he relies on instinct to find the feeling, which is no different from self-study.

"Xi Qin is a rare item. I heard that your Excellency played a song in the court a few days ago. It was like a song and weeping. It was very touching."

"Your Majesty's reputation is too high..." Xie Huai'an's face became hot.

Hong Yao said a few words and then changed the topic: "Lanchi Palace is still too small, if you have nothing to do, look at the bird I sent you, and it will relieve your boredom."

"Let Kong Qing be kept in this room later..." Xie Huaian thought of the big pink and white feather parrot brought by Hong Yao, "It's very cute, did your Majesty name it?"

"No, your Excellency gave you a name at will."

"Great, then I'll think about it."

Hong Yao tapped rhythmically on the bed with his fingertips.His knocking method was very patient, once and for all, the sound of wood echoed in Xie Huai'an's ears.

"The sacrifice requires a living corpse 170, do you know what it is?"

"What?" Xie Huai'an choked for breath, and his mood changed from chatting about homework to a scene of horror in a second.

"Living corpse..." Hong Yao approached Xie Huai'an and repeated softly.

Xie Huaian shook his head and said two words: "I don't know..."

"This is something that is well known in the world. I thought that your Excellency must be a master in this field, and I would like to ask for advice."

Xie Huai'an's heartbeat was chaotic: "Return to Your Majesty, I really don't know."

He was afraid of ghosts and dead people, and he never thought about what a living corpse was after hearing it.

What's more, the person in the palace who best fits the description of "a living corpse" is probably himself.

Why did Hong Yao bring this up?Is he finally going to ask what happened to the fraudulent corpse?

This is a big problem between him and Hong Yao. Sooner or later, he must give Hong Yao an explanation.

You can't reveal the existence of the system, you can't appear too weak, and in order to avoid trouble, it's best not to be too strong...

Hong Yao said: "It's the imperial guards who entered the courtyard with me, all wearing armor and golden masks."

"Huh?" Xie Huai'an froze for a moment.

When Hong Yao mentioned this, Xie Huaian remembered that there were dozens of armored soldiers standing motionless in the backyard of Lanchi Palace just now.

They are all wrapped in armor, wearing hideous golden masks, and there are two dark holes where the eyes are.

"They..." Xie Huai'an swallowed, "What's wrong?"

"They are sacrifices..." Hong Yao's voice penetrated into Xie Huai'an's ears slowly and clearly, "The Heavenly Master has the will of heaven and his magic power is boundless. He can bring people back from the dead and drive the dead to his own use. In this palace The guards walking inside..."

Xie Huaian held his breath.

"Almost all dead."

Xie Huai'an's head buzzed, and he couldn't help but moved closer to Hong Yao's side.When his mood fluctuated, a light red color flew up at the end of his eyes uncontrollably, making his eyes moist and clear.

Hong Yao pinched Xie Huai'an's chin and stared at his face.

"I didn't expect that Your Excellency would... be afraid of these things."

Xie Huai'an opened and closed his lips, avoiding Hong Yao's eyes and trying to get closer to the heat source.

He tried his best to drive away the memory of the golden-masked armored soldier in his mind, the more he tried to forget those images, the clearer they became.It was as if there were countless corpses standing beside him, standing there with their empty eyes open.

There was a weird smile on the corner of Hong Yao's lips: "Yong'an Palace used to have a lot of living people, but now it's uncertain. Maybe someday everyone will become an army of the living dead of the Celestial Master, enjoying endless blessings."

Yong'an Palace has a long history of using corpses as guards, and the boundaries between death and life have long been blurred in this magnificent palace complex.

In the palace, resurrection refers to the process of turning a corpse into a guard of the living dead. In the seven prisons, four divisions and eight bureaus, there is a special prison for giving grace to this matter.

True conscious resurrection is considered miraculous.

Hong Yao does not believe that there are miracles in this world.He originally planned to end this fragile life at any time, but things were far better than he imagined, so good that his heart beat faster happily.

"I...they are all dead people? Now there are... dead people walking everywhere in the palace?" Xie Huai'an asked intermittently.

"Exactly. They don't need to rest, and they will guard around the palaces all night to ensure safety."

Xie Huai'an was not comforted, he almost lost his mind.

"Your Excellency, you are special."

Hong Yao's fingertips gently caressed Xie Huai'an's face, and suddenly separated like an electric shock.

"I have always cherished special people. Before... Xie Shijun's petty actions that were not in the air, more or less passed into the ears of the celestial master. He wanted to see you a few days ago, but I don't want to."

"I don't want to run into those people, let alone see the Celestial Master..."

"Tonight, I will change a safe place for you..." Hong Yao ordered, "Rest, and go to Qianqiu Hall after taking a bath."

"Hmm..." Xie Huai'an responded, and opened his eyes wide in the next second, forgetting even his fear.

Ok?

Are you sure it's safe there?

Qianqiu Hall is the emperor's bedroom.

Xie Huaian hesitated to speak and watched Hong Yao walk out of the room.

According to Hong Yao, the sacrifice will last until tonight, and Hong Yao has stayed in Lanchi Palace long enough, so he needs to ask the Celestial Master for a leave of absence with a reasonable reason.

Not long after, Kong Qing came in with two little maids, and asked him softly what he needed, whether he needed to change his underwear.

"No need..." Xie Huai'an said softly, his eyes subconsciously swept over the faces of the maids and Kong Qing, confirming that they were alive with their vivid eyebrows and eyes.

"If the servant is better, the servant girl will ask the imperial physician to come in and have a look. The imperial hospital is usually around the Manna Temple, and it is rare for someone to come." Kong Qing supervised the little maids to pack up the lamps and candles, and put on light smoke fragrant.

"Yes..." Xie Huai'an answered vaguely.

He was so frightened that he couldn't get out, and when he heard the Temple of Manna, he thought of Tianshi, and then thought of the hideous golden mask, and some cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

"It's a big event for Shijun to go to Qianqiu Palace tonight. The servant girl asked the imperial doctors to find some things to add to the fun."

"Ah?" Xie Huai'an's fine hairs exploded.

The way to defeat one fear is to throw out another.

He watched in surprise as Kong Qing put a beautifully patterned lacquer plate on the table, on which were several boxes of small white porcelain jars, and some strange-looking things made of jade.

The little maids knelt by the couch and said a few auspicious words of congratulations, then left the room with nodding their heads and lowering their eyebrows.

Xie Huai'an didn't dare to ask what it was, and after the maids closed the door, he quickly waved for Kong Qing to come over.

The female officer wearing a veil had quiet eyes, and Xie Huai'an instinctively sensed a hint of concern.

These days Xie Huai'an spends the most time with Kong Qing, he intentionally or unintentionally reveals the difference from the original Xie Shijun, and after finding that Kong Qing's attitude has not changed, it is much more natural to talk to the female officer in private.

"Kong Qing, can I go to Qianqiu Hall without... those?" Xie Huai'an asked in a low voice.

"Keep the servants if they need them, and withdraw them if they don't need them, and won't let other people in Lanchi Palace know..." Kong Qing lowered her voice cooperatively, "The Yunguang Palace is about to be ready, and you can take a bath as usual. The meaning of the servant is here."

Xie Huai'an heard that it was a fake bedtime attendant who was really acting, and he was able to take a bath, so he was immediately elated.

"it is good!"