The villain's self-cultivation

"what are you doing?"

Ruan Wan closed his eyes fiercely, a fright quickly overdrawn his physical strength, dizziness and emptiness flooded over like waves, but he was extremely nervous at the moment, afraid There were snakes everywhere, and when he couldn't guard against it, another one jumped out and bit him, his nerves were tense.

At this time, the sense of security is a metaphysics. It is hard to tell how, why, and how it is produced, but it clearly exists in one's own feelings.

But at this moment, the only person who could give him a sense of security actually let go of his hand, and knelt down in front of him with his head bowed. There seemed to be an invisible barrier between the two of them.

Ruan Wan's fingertips trembled helplessly as he let go of the hem of his clothes, clutching the bed sheet under his body in a desperate effort, staring at the person in front of him with red eyes: "Rong Yue?"

The man who didn't say a word raised his eyelids, looked at him gravely, and pressed his thin lips tightly. After a while, he said slowly, "Your Majesty, the snake was raised by Rong Xuan."

"What?" Ruan Wan was stunned.

The housekeeper knelt down and knocked his head on the ground in despair. He didn't know that the snake was raised by the young master, and everyone in the house knew it...

But the emperor actually didn't know it!The people around the emperor didn't know anything about it.

If Rong Yue deliberately kept it a secret and the mansion kept its mouth shut, then the appearance of a black snake in the general's mansion and frightened His Majesty would at most be a charge of the general's mansion's lack of protection.

——The snake appeared by chance, and no one could predict it, and His Majesty was not injured. In the end, for the sake of the regent, it will definitely not make a big name, just drag a few servants to reward dozens of boards. thing.

But now the nature is different, the general pushed the young master out.

Whether the thing that frightened the emperor was wild or domestic, the two are very different, and the crimes are naturally very different.

If someone with a heart wants to make a big deal, it is possible to say that Rong Xuan deliberately took this opportunity to assassinate His Majesty.

The housekeeper was crying, lying on the ground begging for mercy, his old body trembling, his weeping was not loud, but it was very clearly audible in the quiet room, which made people feel very sad.

"Young master, the general watched him grow up... I beg Your Majesty to forgive my sins... forgive my sins..."

"Bold! How dare you release a domesticated snake! Fortunately, it didn't cause a catastrophe, otherwise—!" Xiao Luzi recovered from the shock, and subconsciously pointed at someone and cursed. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Rong Yue standing quietly The figure fell silent again.

Although the figure was kneeling, it didn't have any feeling of groveling, its back was straight and its aura was stern.

A sharp sword drawn from its sheath is still a sharp sword even if it falls to the ground.

Rong Yue, who has power over the government and the opposition, is still the king regent who is supported by thousands of people even if he kneels on the ground.

Xiaoluzi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly put away his angry expression, looked at the little emperor sitting on the bed with complex eyes, and sighed silently.

Ruan Wan scratched her heart, and heard the system's voice suddenly appearing in her head: "Ruan Ruan, the opportunity has come, remember what I told you."

How could it be so easy to forget the thing that shocked him?

His face was pale, even his lips were bloodless, he looked into that person's eyes, and sneered weakly: "The regent actually allowed the young master to raise such poison in the mansion, and even allowed him to put dirty things in front of me? It's really good..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his heart ached, his throat felt itchy, and he coughed suddenly.

Once there is the first sound of coughing, it's like a flood, and it can't stop.

"Your Majesty!" Xiao Luzi yelled in panic, "Quick! Send it to the doctor!"

The pale palms covering the corners of the mouth overflowed with a dazzling red color, and the frail body trembled, and Rong Yue clenched his fists fiercely, quickly stood up from the ground, and hugged Ruan Wan's cold body into his arms , with a hint of hostility between his brows.

"Come here, pass Xu Ying here, and then take Steward Li down to wait."

There was a turmoil outside, Ruan Wan coughed for a long time, until his eyes were filled with stars, and then he stopped panting quickly, breathlessly, leaning weakly on Rong Yue's shoulder, the corners of his mouth and his hanging hands were stained with blood .

The medical treatments in ancient times had limited effects. Ruan Wan himself felt that this body was dilapidated and could not last for a few years. When Rong Yue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he raised his eyes to look at him, and suddenly asked, "Rong Yue Yue, do you want my seat?"

The room was eerily quiet for a moment, everyone kneeled down majesticly, cold sweat dripped from their foreheads, the horror in their eyes could not be concealed, they had never wished so much that they were not in this room, and had never heard such a question that could be silenced. talk.

But the other party wasn't too surprised, or it could be said that Rong Yue's attention was all on the bloodstains that made his heart burn, and he couldn't give any of them to others.

He just raised his eyes slightly to this question, and then replied calmly: "I never thought about it."

From such a close distance, Ruan Wan clearly saw that when this person looked at her, the hostility and coldness in his eyes dissipated a lot and softened a lot, which was completely different from the first day we met.

He has never been very smart, and he is also slow to this kind of emotional matter, but maybe because he has experienced all kinds of things in the first world, when he faced Rong Yue's face, he preconceived that he could understand this person feelings, no matter what kind of character the other party is.

Even though he doesn't understand it well.

But no matter how he understands, whether he is happy or sad about such a relationship, the most important thing for him at this stage can only be the task.

Ruan Wan lowered her head and murmured: "Did you know about Rong Xuan's release of the snake?"

Rong Yue frowned fiercely, and his voice became cold: "I don't know."

A servant of the general's mansion who was kneeling at the bottom hurriedly said: "Your Majesty! This snake was not released by the young master! The snake was kept in the mansion by the young master. This thing is smart, and it will occasionally come out to breathe on weekdays, scaring the mansion. Many people, everyone knows that this time must be accidental, it is impossible for the young master to let it out on purpose, and my general must not know about it! Please learn from your majesty!"

He must not know, how could Ruan Wan suspect, no matter whether Rong Yue wanted to grab the throne or not, he didn't believe that the other party would deliberately release a snake in his mansion to scare him, and finally cut the snake with his own sword.

But he had to ask this question. They were not a relationship between monarchs and ministers who trusted each other, but a relationship between the regent who had great achievements and power and the little emperor who was weak, lifeless and not talented.

He lowered his eyes and didn't look into Rong Yue's eyes.

"Your Majesty, General, Rong Xuan has been brought here."

Rong Yue supported him: "You can't hold on now, wait to see the doctor, and send him off later."

"No, I'm going to see him now." Ruan Wan raised his chin at the approaching person, "Let him in."

The people behind him didn't speak. He knew that Rong Yue might be angry. This time, Rong Yue's personality didn't seem to like someone disobeying him. He was very domineering, but Ruan Wan couldn't care less, they were destined to be enemies, he You can't care about this person's feelings.

But he didn't look at Rong Yue, he didn't want to face this person, but his blood-stained hand was still on the forearm around his waist, and his fingers were lingeringly twisting the man's black sleeves, as if subconsciously not thinking about it. Wanting the owner of the sleeve to leave, inexplicably gave birth to some nostalgic meaning.

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Let’s make a preview, I may enter v next Thursday, thank you Daga for your support~ See you tomorrow~