Slag Gong crying and begging for my forgiveness [Quick Transmigration]

"died?"

It was one afternoon when Nan Xing got the news.

The news from Zhang Mingchuan said that Fang Yuzhu had been dead for some time.

Dali Temple said that it was a burglary to kill, and the robbers entered the house to steal money and killed Mr. Fang.

But Zhang Mingchuan knew that Fang Yuzhu entered the palace that night and was killed when he came back. When his aunt learned that she was crying so hard, she was so weak that she couldn't do anything.

As a cousin, Zhang Mingchuan helped to pack up the relics.

While collecting the relics, many things were found.

It was Fang Yuzhu's poems written to Nan Xing, which were as thick as a book and locked with several locks.

Completely different from his grand ambitions and aspirations, these poems are full of admiration between the lines.

He probably knew why his cousin died.

Zhang Mingchuan flipped through the poems, burned them all, and then found a chance to meet Nan Xing in a fair and honest manner, and talked about Fang Yuzhu's murder intentionally or unintentionally.

He didn't expect that Nan Xing didn't know that Fang Yuzhu was dead.

Then the only person who will kill Fang Yuzhu is His Majesty.

……

When Nan Xing returned to the bedroom, his whole body was shaking, his limbs were so limp and cold that he couldn't feel it, as if he had been drained of all his strength by demons and ghosts.

His ears were full of buzzing sounds, the voices of the minions seemed to be distorted, and he heard resentful laughter in his ears.

Nan Xing was so frightened that she quickly climbed onto the bed and got under the covers and covered her tightly.

The maids hurriedly went to see him, lifted the quilt to see, Nan Xing's eyes were terrified, and he cried and screamed.

The servant girl's face turned into Fang Yuzhu's face somehow.

He knew that Fang Yuzhu died because of him.

If he hadn't accepted Fang Yuzhu's things, if he hadn't been troublesome to help Jiang Yunhua choose him, if he hadn't seen the portrait of Zhang's daughter-in-law and sent a letter to Fang Yuzhu, Jiang Yunhua would not have been jealous.

Fang Yuzhu will not die either.

He is so young, with unlimited prospects and possibilities, with great ambitions and ambitions.

That's it, because of several contacts with him, died?

Is Fang Yuzhu going to turn into a ghost to demand his life?

And King Xiang, did King Xiang also... die like this?

……

When Jiang Yunhua received the news, he rushed over in a hurry, even the imperial physician was not as fast as him.

Nan Xing was hiding under the quilt, and the maids and eunuchs did not dare to approach him. Whenever someone approached, he would tremble and scream, and he could scratch people indiscriminately.

"Nan Xing! What's wrong with you, Nan Xing?" Jiang Yunhua lifted the quilt slightly, and muttered to himself when he saw Nan Xing covering his face in panic with disheveled hair.

Repeatedly repeating: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Jiang Yunhua hugged him quickly, patted him on the back to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay, no one dares to kill you, you are the queen mother, no one dares to hurt you, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Nan Xing trembled even more like a frightened little animal, his head was stuffed under the quilt and he was clutching it tightly.

Jiang Yunhua was afraid that he would be bored, so he lifted his quilt, but Nan Xing's reaction was even bigger when he saw his face.

Nan Xing screamed suddenly, pushed him away, scratched his face with his fingernails, and drew a bloodstain on his face.

The imperial physician finally arrived, and stood in front of Jiang Yunhua with some hesitation, Jiang Yunhua said: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and see the doctor for the Empress Dowager!"

The imperial doctor was at a loss, and the empress dowager shrank in a corner to resist being touched. In this situation, the eunuch could only hold him down to feel the pulse.

Jiang Yunhua took a deep breath, and hugged Nan Xing in shackles. Nan Xing struggled fiercely in his arms, and bit his shoulder.

"You killed me! You killed me, Jiang Yunhua!"

Jiang Yunhua comforted me gently: "I didn't, how could I harm you..."

Nan Xing screamed again in horror: "Don't come here, don't come here! I didn't harm you...it wasn't me who harmed Mr. Fang..."

Jiang Yunhua's eyelids twitched, he gritted his teeth and said, "Quickly feel the pulse!"

The imperial physician tremblingly checked the empress dowager's pulse, and only said that she was weak and mentally stressed, she needed to take good care of her, and she could not be stimulated.

Nan Xing was prescribed some soothing medicine, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

Jiang Yunhua stood by and watched, Nan Xing didn't sleep well, and was always crying in his dreams, but he started to tremble whenever he touched Nan Xing.

Jiang Yunhua glanced at the imperial physician who was waiting at the side: "You go out first, and I will call you when something happens."

The imperial doctor glanced at the emperor, his face and neck were bloody, and he was scratched and bitten by the queen mother, looking very serious.

But he didn't heal his wounds as if he wasn't afraid of pain, just guarding the queen mother.

But Nam-sung hurts him again when he wakes up.

Nan Xing seemed to wake up a lot, with tears in his eyes, pointing at him resentfully: "A femme fatale, a vicious villain, with a heart so black! You'll kill me if you have the guts! Get out!"

"South Star..."

Responding to him was Nan Xing who suddenly threw himself on top of him and slapped him hard.

Nan Xing stared at him full of resentment: "Do you love me? Is this love? You hate me to the bone and want me to never be reborn, right? Guanyin Bodhisattva and the Jade Emperor are going to punish me to go to the [-]th hell!"

Jiang Yunhua said hoarsely: "Don't be like this Nan Xing, don't be like this...I love you very much...I just don't know what to do..."

Nan Xing laughed with tears in his eyes: "In the name of loving me, kill people, set fires and mutilate Zhongliang! Your own vicious thoughts insist on targeting me! My life is completely ruined because of you! I can't do anything I want, I am Is your toy your pet? But put me in a cage to play and watch? And use this to harm people and me?"

Jiang Yunhua shook his head quickly: "I don't, I don't have Nan Xing! Don't do this, I dare not, I will never dare again!"

Jiang Yunhua thought that Nan Xing would continue to beat him, he thought, it would be good if Nan Xing vented his anger, so as not to be bored in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Nan Xing suddenly climbed into bed again, huddled under the blanket and muttered in horror: "Don't kill me, don't kill me... I'm guilty, I'm guilty..."

When Jiang Yunhua went to see him, Nan Xing reacted even more, he had no choice but to call the imperial physician in.

And Nan Xing hadn't eaten well for several days, mostly taking some medicine, stomach ache in the middle of the night, and then developed a high fever, the entire Compassionate Palace was brightly lit day and night to take care of the Empress Dowager.

Jiang Yunhua didn't go to court for several days, and Chang'an was spreading rumors that the young empress dowager of the Palace of Compassion and Peace was ill, seriously ill, and dying.

Jiang Yunhua hardly dared to show his face in front of Nan Xing, because as long as he appeared, Nan Xing would become even more ill.

Nan Xing was groggy all day after taking too much medicine, and sometimes he forgot about this and that when he woke up, wearing a plain robe, stepping on a soft blanket with bare feet, walking around like a ghost.

Until one day, a new servant came to the Compassionate Ning Palace.

……

Another summer has passed.

At this time last year, on the day of appreciating lotus under the moon, Nan Xing joined in the fun and went to the lantern festival.

That day Jiang Yunhua gave him a beautiful phoenix lantern and kissed him under the dimly lit tree.

Now that I think about it, it seems that there was an omen, the beautiful phoenix bird perched on the branch of the sycamore tree, like a beautiful golden bird in a cage.

Nan Xing stood in front of the window in the afternoon, stepping on the luxurious and soft carpet and staring at a newly picked flower in his hand.

The maid said that the new servant would come in to greet him.

Nan Xing didn't respond.

After a while, a person came in, and when Nan Xing realized it, the slave had knelt at his feet for some time.

Nan Xing didn't seem to recognize the person in front of him.

I saw a slender, tall and strong young man, wearing a dark blue robe, with long silver hair, and a pair of shallow, snake-like narrow eyes.

Nan Xing said in a daze, "What's your name?"

The man seemed to be frozen, and he kowtowed after a long time, his voice trembling: "The servant's surname is Xu, and his style name is Jingmo. He is the new governor of Dongchang, and he is here to serve the empress dowager."

Xu Jingmo waited for a long time but did not see Nan Xing speak, so he looked up.

I only saw Nan Xing under the afternoon sun, so white and beautiful that it seemed to be shining, like some beautiful ghost enshrined in the palace, which would disappear in a blink of an eye.

Nan Xing squatted down slowly, reached out with her slender and beautiful hands, and stroked Xu Jingmo's face.

Xu Jingmo trembled all over, as if his whole body was electrified, and his chest was filled with sour and numb emotions.

How did Nan Xing become like this? He was so insane that he didn't even know him anymore.

Wearing a plain toga, stepping on the carpet with disheveled hair and bare feet, he was dumbfounded and took a long time to react.

Nan Xing raised his face, stared blankly for a long time, and then murmured: "It's you..."

Xu Jingmo's eyes were red, and he thought it was me.

But suddenly, Nan Xing raised his hand and slapped him across the face!

He raised his eyes and saw Nan Xing laugh loudly: "So it's you, it's you..."

Nan Xing slapped him again, and said softly, "You made me suffer."

Xu Jingmo's long eyelashes drooped, covering all the emotions in his eyes, and he kowtowed heavily: "Slave...damn it!"

……

The newly-promoted Governor of the East Factory became a servant in the Palace of Compassionate Ning to serve the Queen Mother personally.

She was served very well. I heard that the queen mother's illness has recovered a lot, and sometimes she is no different from a normal person.

The imperial physician said that it would be much better if someone close to her was with her.

To pick and choose can only pick Xu Jingmo, eunuchs are still a little safer.

Jiang Yunhua clenched his fists tightly, listening to the imperial physician report on Nan Xing's condition today.

Jiang Yunhua endured it, and he closed his eyes deeply: "How long will it take to get better?"

……

Nan Xing was sitting on the bed, and had just soaked his feet in medicinal soup. Xu Jingmo asked the maid to take away the medicinal soup. He knelt on the ground on one knee, his slender hands were wearing a pair of black gloves. Although he looked a little stiff, he started to move. He was very flexible, and carefully wiped Nan Xing's feet with a soft towel.

Nan Xing's feet are white and crystal-clear, and the joints are translucent pink. They are as beautiful as a handicraft carefully crafted by a craftsman. Xu Jingmo held up his soles and patiently trimmed his nails. Nan Xing's toes are round and beautiful, Hold it in your hand and you can't put it down. Xu Jingmo put the manicured nails in a small bottle, and carefully polished Nan Xing's nails, and then treated them with incense. shoes.

Today, I helped Nan Xing choose a light blue shirt, several layers of soft inner clothing, and put on a large robe with phoenix birds embroidered with silver thread.And let Nan Xing sit in front of the mirror to help him comb and tie his hair.

It took a while to go out, and today I am going to walk around the palace.

The deep palace in autumn is full of golden yellow, beautiful, luxurious and exquisite, as if dyed with a layer of beautiful gold.

Nan Xing looked up at the blue sky. He stood by the high palace wall and said softly, "I want to visit Yangzhou."

Xu Jingmo's eyes moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "The servant recently asked someone to bring some snacks from Yangzhou, which are all my mother's favorite."

Nan Xing frowned slightly, turned around and slapped Xu Jingmo across the face: "I said I want to go to Yangzhou to see if I want to eat. Are you deaf? Didn't you hear!"

A slap mark appeared on Xu Jingmo's handsome face, Nan Xing snorted coldly: "Useless stuff! Didn't you say that you can do anything for me, can't you do even this?"

Xu Jingmo hurriedly knelt down: "The servant is going to ask the emperor for instructions..."

Nan Xing laughed out loud for a while, then pulled Xu Jingmo up again.

He pushed Xu Jingmo against the wall, looked up at Xu Jingmo, gently stroked the red mark on his face with his hand, and said distressedly: "Did I hurt you?"

Xu Jingmo lowered his eyes and shook his head.

Nan Xing looked at him tenderly: "It's all your fault for being disobedient. If you were obedient, I wouldn't hit you. I would love you well..."

Xu Jingmo responded well: "The slave knows his mistakes, and the slave is obedient."

Nan Xing smiled softly: "I want to go out, I want that person to die quickly, can you listen to me and help me? Okay, brother?"

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