National teacher, he is a sick beauty

Shen Ci slowly woke up, and when he opened his eyes, it was not the imperial study room carved with dragons and phoenixes, but an ordinary bedroom with a faint fragrance.

Shen Ci propped himself up and got out of bed, there was no one around, Shen Ci looked up, and there was a person standing at the door.

The man with white hair and plain robes, with a dust whisk in his arms, stood facing the wind with his back to him.

There was a patter of rain outside the door, dripping from the eaves, and it did not know when it started to rain.

Shen Ci looked at the familiar figure and called out softly, "Master?"

The miracle doctor turned around and came in through the door, with a bit of wind and rain: "A Ci, you're awake."

Shen Ci nodded slightly: "Master, why am I here?"

The genius doctor stroked his beard: "Oh, that kid Mo Qi sent you back."

Shen Ci looked at the genius doctor: "I was in Shanglin Garden that night when I passed out, and only Your Majesty was by my side, what about the others?"

The miracle doctor blinked and said innocently: "Your Majesty? The Son of Heaven of Dachu, I haven't even met him yet. You and Mo Qi are better off, one and the other will run to the capital."

Shen Ci frowned slightly: "Your Majesty has never been here?"

The miracle doctor nodded: "No."

Impossible... He clearly heard Chu Lang's voice...

Shen Ci asked again: "Where is Mo Qi?"

"Oh, I'll just send you off."

"Go? Where to go?"

"Go back to Kyoto."

Shen Ci shook his head: "Master, if Mo Qi sent me here and saw that I was unconscious, he would not leave without waiting for me to wake up. Why did Master lie to me?"

The genius doctor said: "Mo Qi sent you to me, why not worry about it? Of course I'll go back and look for that... that little girl Tangli."

Chu Lang's words still echoed in Shen Ci's ears, and his heart became more and more uneasy: "Master..."

He still wanted to ask, but the miracle doctor interrupted him first: "Now that your illness is healed, do you want to stay on the mountain?"

Shen Ci paused: "My illness...is healed?"

The miracle doctor nodded: "Of course, your master, I will take action, how could it be bad?"

Shen Ci was a little surprised: "Master, do you know how my illness came about?"

"Naturally know."

"The heart is damaged, how to fill it? How did the master heal it?"

The genius doctor looked elsewhere: "Don't worry about it, I've cured you anyway, you can go wherever you want, but the Emperor of Chu has issued an order not to let you go back to the capital."

Hearing the words, Shen Ci froze in place: "Why...?"

Are the words he heard in the dream true?Chu Lang really intends to let go, intending not to see each other again in this life?

"Emperor Da Chu said that the emperor's teacher Shen Ci worked hard for the country, and Yuguo owed him a lot of kindness. However, the emperor worked hard for half his life. He couldn't bear to hurt his husband's sick body and body, so he asked the emperor's teacher Shen Ci to leave Beijing. Take a rest, although the capital is prosperous, but it is just a passing cloud, Mr. Idle clouds and wild cranes, since you should yearn for the vast sky, Kyoto, there is no need to go there in the future."

Shen Ci unconsciously shook his palm, the words were similar to what he heard in his dream, he should have been happy, but now, he always felt empty in his heart.

When he woke up, he couldn't see Mo Qi, nor did he see Chu Lang. He went back to Tongyang Mountain alone, and what his master told him was half true and half false...

What is the problem?

Shen Ci didn't understand why, since that's the case...

"Master, I'm going down the mountain."

The miracle doctor raised his eyes: "Where are you going?"

"Kyoto."

"?" The miracle doctor looked at Shen Ci in surprise, "Didn't you listen to the words of the Great Chu Emperor? Why didn't you obey the imperial edict this time?"

Shen Ci glanced at the genius doctor indifferently: "Because you and him have something to hide from me."

His dream cannot be fake, and it is impossible for Chu Lang to disappear and leave suddenly at this time, there must be something strange in it.

The genius doctor chattered with him: "Your words, your master, will I still lie to you?"

Shen Ci looked at him without blinking: "That's not necessarily the case."

Divine doctor: "..."

Shen Ci looked at him for a while, then walked towards the door: "Since the master refused to tell the truth, Shen Ci had no choice but to go to Jingdu to ask him personally."

He wanted to leave Kyoto, he wanted to be free, but he didn't want to leave in such a vague way.

Seeing that he was really going to leave, the miracle doctor quickly stopped him: "You...ah, you're still so smart."

Shen Ci turned back: "Master is willing to say it?"

The miracle doctor shook his head helplessly: "Don't you want to know how your illness was cured?"

Shen Ci nodded.

"Feel it, is there still pain in your heart?"

Shen Ci followed his words and felt it carefully: "There is still a little bit, but it's not obvious. It's much better than before, but..."

Not cured.

The genius doctor nodded: "That's right, there is no cure for your disease, no one in this world can cure it, unless the gods come down to earth."

Shen Ci frowned slightly: "Then...?"

"You are right. Your illness has not healed, but now it will not affect your body and make you weaker. Although your life expectancy will be reduced, there is no problem in living another 30 to [-] years."

Shen Ci said silently: "What price? What did Chu Lang do?"

"Alas," the miracle doctor sighed, "he should be dying now..."

Shen Ci moved his eyes slightly, expressionless, but his breath became chaotic in an instant.

Shen Ci shook his head: "Master, what are you talking about?"

Even though Chu Lang killed him in his previous life, he never thought of killing Chu Lang in his new life. A king can kill a minister, but a minister cannot kill the king. This trip is tantamount to treason and destroys his lifelong faith.

"To cure your disease, you need to exchange your heart for a heart. If he gave you his heart, he will not survive."

Shen Ci only felt a buzzing in his ears, and it took him a long time to hear what the genius doctor said: "But what you said just now didn't cure me."

The genius doctor responded: "Do you think it's easy to exchange hearts for hearts? It's not bad for you to live another 30 or [-] years, okay?"

"No...Chu Lang won't die..."

Shen Ci didn't want to believe it, but the words in his ears made him disbelieve. He finally knew why Chu Lang let go all of a sudden, and why he said those words and didn't let him go back to the capital.

It's really... We will never see each other again in this life.

There was a patter of rain outside, and it fell again in a trance.

Shen Ci's voice was muffled: "What about others?"

The genius doctor knew that he was asking about Chu Lang, and said: "Naturally, I have returned to the capital. If the Emperor of Great Chu died in a foreign land, wouldn't there be troubles? Maybe my little Tongyang Mountain will be trampled by the iron cavalry of Great Chu in an instant." flat."

"Okay, very good." Shen Ci's face was still calm, even almost indifferent.

In the end, he was the one who killed Chu Lang?

ridiculous!What kind of joke did God play with him?

Outside the world of mortals, amidst right and wrong, reincarnation, what is the purpose?

Shen Ci's body swayed slightly, he staggered a step, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, the bright red blood spilled on the ground and robe, he covered his heart with one hand, and propped up the wall with the other.

Whose heart is hurting?Chu Lang's, or...his?

The heart is like a knife, but it is nothing more than that.

The genius doctor wanted to help him, but was pushed away by Shen Ci.

"How about you? The Great Chu Emperor killed you in his previous life, and now he pays his life back. Isn't it right?"

Shen Ci stared at him: "No, only the emperor kills his ministers in this world. I have never heard of a minister killing a king. Even though I blame him and blame him, I never thought of asking him to pay for his life. Master, this is Shen Ci's way of being a minister. Now The Tao that he had maintained all his life was destroyed, Shen Ci only felt that in this life, if he came to the wrong place, it would be better to die in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, even if he felt resentful, he would be happy."

The divine doctor looked at him and asked, "Then how are you doing now?"

Shen Ci looked outside at the rain like a waterfall: "Go back to Kyoto."