When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

"General, it's getting late, Your Majesty hasn't woken up yet?"

Outside the main tent, the newly transferred cook who served His Majesty's food came to ask again.

Jiang Lin clenches his hands into fists and holds his back behind his back. His dark eyes are looking at the scorching hot sun. It has been more than two hours since the sun rose in the east and now it is shining in the sky.

"You first--"

"General Jiang, ask someone to prepare hot water."

A hoarse voice suddenly came from inside the tent.

Jiang Lin breathed out slowly, but he didn't dare to relax his tense heartstrings: "Hurry up and prepare hot water for His Majesty."

After all, he leaned against the curtain and asked respectfully, "Has Your Majesty woke up?"

Qiu Yun lowered his head when he heard the words, the person in his arms was covered with sticky sweat, staring at the ceiling without focus, wondering what he was thinking, a few strands of hair clinging to his forehead, making his face pale Color, a pair of dry thin lips slightly opened, inhaling and exhaling as they opened and closed.

He raised his hand to pluck the hair off the other person's face, and just as he stood up and was about to get out of bed, his wrist tightened suddenly——

"Don't go."

A hoarse voice sounded in Qiu Yun's ears. He turned his head slightly, and met his bloodshot eyes. The pupils were very black, which was a bit depressing. It was like a docile beast that lost all kindness after being tortured. Only full of hatred.

He curled his lips reassuringly: "I'll get you a glass of water, and General Jiang is waiting outside to see you. It's not convenient for you to see him now. I'll go and talk to him."

The strength on the wrist remained undiminished.

Ding Yuan pursed his dry and chapped thin lips, and the blood spilled from the wound, but he ignored it, stared at Qiu Yun stubbornly, and opened his mouth: "You, you kissed me just now."

"..." The arc of the corner of his lips stagnated, and then returned to normal. He lifted his finger to part his lips, and wiped off the bloodshot eyes with his thumb: "I was afraid that you would hurt me. This experience, next time I will prepare in advance.”

Little mirror told him that people who are poisoned by that kind of poison will lose their minds, even have hallucinations, and in severe cases, they will self-mutilate.

But Ding Yuan was obviously dissatisfied with this rhetoric, and still looked up at him persistently, without speaking, as stubborn as a child who didn't get candy.

The two confronted each other, and Jiang Lin outside the tent waited for a long time for a response, anxious like ants on a hot pot.

He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, looking at the motionless curtain from time to time.I want to open the curtain and go in because I am afraid of offending His Majesty, but if I don't go in, I am afraid that something will happen to His Majesty.

Before discussing with King Xiaoyao to stay for one more day, not long after the order to go down, some soldiers came to report that there was retching in His Majesty's camp.

He rushed over in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to call for the military doctor. He waved off the guards at the entrance of the camp and guarded them himself.

But it has been so long, what is the situation with His Majesty? !

Just when he was thinking about whether to rush in directly, he caught a glimpse of the cook coming over with hot water from the corner of his eye, rushed over, took the bucket, and ordered: "Go and prepare some clear porridge for Your Majesty to eat."

After explaining to the cook, Jiang Lin returned to the tent with hot water: "Your Majesty, the hot water is here."

Inside the camp, Ding Yuan's stubborn eyes gradually dimmed.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, let go of his palms, forced a smile, lay down flat and closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I was confused, I said I wouldn't force you, I'm sorry."

"Try it."

"Let General Jiang come in. If you want to take a bath, the camp is inconvenient. There is a bar behind the camp—" The heart sinking into the cold pool suddenly reacted, and turned its head in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"You stared at me like that just now, didn't you want me to be responsible?" Qiu Yun looked at his haggard face, feeling distressed and helpless, and there was a trace of inexplicable emotion mixed in it: "If I will be wrong Come on, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"How can this work?" Ding Yuan grabbed his wrist again, his eyes burst into amazing brightness: "Try what you said, is it true?"

"It's true." Qiu Yun lay down and took him into his arms. At this moment, his thoughts that had been mixed for a long time became clear, and all the worries and longings before had been explained. Starting from the fact that Ding Yuan had grown up, Xin no longer treats him as the junior from back then.

Once the long-cherished wish of many years was fulfilled, Ding Yuan was rarely in a daze and couldn't react.

He instinctively snuggled into Qiu Yun's arms, thinking of all these years of perseverance, his eyes were inexplicably sore, after nine years, he finally warmed up A'Xian's cold heart.

Thinking of this, he propped up his body full of strength, supported half of his head with one hand, and obsessively traced the outline of the other party with his fingers: "Ah-Xian—"

"His Majesty!"

An anxious voice sounded at the same time as his murmur.

He looked up, and saw Jiang Lin who was carrying a bucket, sweating profusely, and lifted the curtain.

"Your Majesty, are you okay—"

Jiang Lin rushed in, and swallowed the words that came to his lips when the picture jumped into his eyes. When he was at a loss in embarrassment, he caught a glimpse of the bucket in his hand from the corner of his eye, and had an idea: "The general is here to bring you water."

"..." Ding Yuan withdrew his fingers calmly, sat up and was about to get off the bed, when he saw his man's open skirt from the corner of his eyes, his face darkened immediately, and he pulled the thin quilt over the two of them: "Turn your back!"

There was no trace of exhaustion in the exasperated voice.

Only then did Jiang Lin's tense heartstrings relax. At the same time, he also realized that he might have interrupted His Majesty's good deeds, so he quickly put down the bucket and turned around: "Your Majesty, I will go and see if the meal is ready."

"Damn things!"

Ding Yuan cursed in a low voice, lowered his head to meet his gentle smiling eyes, his heart froze with anger, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously grinned: "Ah Xian."

"Ok?"

The deep voice seemed to come from the depths of his chest, shaking half of his body.

His mind went blank, he didn't remember what he wanted to say at all, and threw himself on him directly, staring at his lips with deep eyes: "Ah Xian, you are mine now, right?"

Qiu Yun raised his index finger and pressed it against his lips: "You have just survived a poisonous attack, and your body is weak, so you should not be emotional."

"I, I'll just kiss."

"..." Qiu Yun raised the corners of his lips, waved the reluctant Ding Yuan away from his body, got up, got out of bed, walked to the table, poured two cups of herbal tea, pushed a cup to the person who followed, and Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, moistening his throat, he said slowly, "That's not what your Jin Jiang said."

"puff!"

Ding Yuan just drank all the imported tea and sprayed it on Qiu Yun's chest.

Qiu Yun's clothes were half opened during the entanglement between the two of them, and the water droplets trickled down his room, making Ding Yuan's eyes straighten.

He frowned uncomfortably, stretched out his hand to pull over the skirt of his shirt, and said, "Since you are fine, wash yourself with hot water. I just heard you say that there seems to be a river behind the camp. I'll go there and wash up. When I come back, I will give you some exercises and make some pills to invigorate Qi and refresh your mind."

When it comes to medicine, Ding Yuan restrained his desire and his eyes darkened: "How many days does my poison attack once?"

"It ranges from three days to once a day." Qiu Yun raised his hand and rubbed his head: "Your current situation is not suitable for long-distance travel. I suggest you find a place to recuperate for a while."

Ding Yuan opened his mouth, wanting to say that the battle in Guanzhou is tight and he cannot be delayed.

But he had just tasted the poisonous hair once, the feeling of being powerless and unable to control himself, now recalling it, made his heart full of hostility, wishing to destroy everything.In this way... can you really go to the battlefield?

"You make me think about it."

Qiu Yun nodded, got up and took out a change of clothes from the bag, walked out of the tent, saw Jiang Lin holding the meal and guarding outside the tent like a wooden stake, nodded slightly, and walked towards the back of the camp.

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eight months later.

"You haven't had a seizure for a month."

Qiu Yun covered Ding Yuan's pulse with his fingertips, nodded slightly, raised his eyes to look at his face, his face has lost a lot, but his complexion is red, moist and lustrous, but his eyes are bottomless, making people look at him for no reason Depressed.

He withdrew his gaze, took out a porcelain white bottle from his arms, and poured out a brown pill: "The war in Guanzhou is tight, even if Jiang Lin and a double are to cover for you, it's not a solution, and a safe marriage is coming soon, I as the Father, the only elder, has to rush back to prepare for his marriage."

Ding Yuan took the pill and swallowed it without changing his face.

After listening to A'Xian's suggestion that day, he discussed with Jiang Lin for more than an hour, and finally chose to let someone pretend to be him to go to Guanzhou, and he followed A'Xian to Chaozhou to recuperate.

"Ping'an is now my son, but I can't participate in his marriage..."

As Ding Yuan said, he got up and walked to Duobaoge. A wide variety of wood carvings were displayed on the grid. Some animals were on the right side, and most of them were people sitting, lying or standing, and the wood carvings of these people all had the same face. personal.

He reached out to take a wooden sculpture of two people, and his eyes full of affection fell on the wooden sculpture. The man with flying hair was holding the hand of a young man, and a strand of hair was scratched on the young boy's cheek, just like the first time A-Xian held her hand many years ago. The night he raised his hand.

These wood carvings were carved when he settled his mind, and among all the wood carvings, this one is his favorite.

"At the beginning, I didn't know about getting married, and I was unprepared." He turned his head slightly and looked at his lover standing beside him: "The animal wood carving on the right is my congratulatory gift to him. Although it is not worth much, it is also my heart."

"How can the woodcarvings carved by His Majesty be worthless?" Qiu Yun glanced at these exquisite woodcarvings one by one, and turned to look at him: "The twelve zodiac signs you sent over were safe and kept. I didn’t even forget to take it with me when I entered Beijing.”

"Ah Xian." Ding Yuan's heart surged with emotion, and finally turned into reluctance.

He put his arms around his thin waist and said in a low voice, "How does time go by so fast? We will be separated in a blink of an eye."

"I'll wait for you in the capital." Qiu Yun raised his arms and hugged him back: "I'll marry you when you come back."

The obsession in my heart was fulfilled at this moment.

Ding Yuan was satisfied but reluctant to leave soon, he closed his eyes and said, "Okay. After I wipe out the foreign enemies and bring peace and prosperity to our son, I will abdicate and follow you back to Shengjia Village. You make wine, and I will serve you." Gather morning dew."

"Forget about the throne, Ping An doesn't have the potential to be a benevolent king."

"Renjun can be cultivated. Ping'an is still young, younger than when I joined the army. Besides, with King Yun's assistance, nothing will happen."

Qiu Yun smiled: "Let's talk about the future."

He didn't intend to let Ping An be the emperor. Ping An's temperament was too simple, and he couldn't play with those courtiers and King Yun.

The two embraced for a long time, and parted outside the city that afternoon.

One headed to Guanzhou, the other returned to the capital, one north and one west, with longing for the future, they rode their horses towards their destination at the same time - but they didn't know that this was the last time the two met.

When Qiuyun received the news of Ding Yuan's death, he was teasing the little granddaughter in his arms.

"What did you say?" Qiu Yun suspected that he had heard it wrong, his warm eyes turned cold, and he shot at the black-clothed dark guard who suddenly appeared in the palace.

The dark guard knelt on one knee in front of Qiuyun, lowering his head: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty conquered the Guanzhou Army, fought all the way to the enemy's hometown, captured the entire royal family, but missed that there was a prince in the cold palace. On the way back, Was attacked by the prince who was lurking in the middle of the road, and was shot in the heart with an arrow."

"..." Qiu Yun waved his hand and asked his servants to carry his little granddaughter down, and returned to the bedroom: "Little mirror, isn't Ding Yuan's death already over?"

"It's supposed to be over." Little Mirror was also stunned: "Wait a minute, I'll look for Ding Yuan's soul."

A ray of red light flashed across Qiu Yun's forehead, and a coquettish Bana flower appeared out of thin air.

It is better to say that it is a mirror than the other shore flower.

The mirror as a whole is like a blooming Bana flower, with a smooth mirror surface wrapped in the center of the stamen, showing a picture——

In the picture, countless soldiers kneel in front of a coffin.

And what was placed in the coffin was Ding Yuan with his eyes closed and his face pale.

With a sway of Qiu Yun's body, a surge of anger surged into his heart instantly.

"what?"

The little mirror exclaimed: "Why is there no Ding Yuan's soul? It shouldn't be. With Ding Yuan's evil spirit and obsession with you, he wouldn't be reincarnated so soon. I'll go to the underworld to look for it."

The picture in the mirror turned, and by the Wangchuan River, the fiery red Bianhua flowers seemed to be a sea of ​​red; on the Naihe Bridge, Po Meng was drinking Meng Po soup for the ghosts queuing...

The mirror scanned the entire underworld, but Ding Yuan was not seen.

"What's going on?" Little Mirror muttered, "Could it be stuck somewhere in Yangjian?"

As it said that, it changed the screen to Shengjia Village, the village was peaceful and peaceful, Mrs. Chen and Chen Zhongliang were drinking tea and chatting in the yard.

Qiu Yun just watched the images flash by in the mirror, but he never found Ding Yuan's soul.

"Xianzun." After almost turning over the entire small world, the small mirror fell to the ground exhausted, and said weakly: "I didn't find Ding Yuan's soul."

"So, he disappeared?" After Qiu Yun was furious, his mood was unprecedentedly calm.

"There is another possibility." The small mirror turned into a stream of light and returned to Qiu Yun's sea of ​​consciousness: "Ding Yuan's soul is not in this world."

As if thinking of something, the little mirror thumped in his heart. Could it be some deity from the God Realm who experienced calamity in the small world, right?There are tens of thousands of small worlds, is the immortal's luck not so bad?

If Ding Yuan is just an ordinary mortal, he can be brought back to the fairy world after death, and find a body to be resurrected, but if he is a god who has gone through many calamities...

The only one who is still alive in the Demon Race is the elder brother of the master. If it is the Great Demon King, it will not fail to recognize him. The most likely thing is that he is a member of the God Race... Pills!

Qiu Yun locked herself in the bedroom for several days. Ping An and his wife knocked on the door several times to inquire about the situation, but they didn't answer, so they could only leave with a sigh.

In the middle of the night, an uninvited guest came to the bedroom. King Yun in a purple robe stood in front of him. After a long silence, he said in a hoarse voice, "I heard that you haven't left the palace for a few days. You, are you?" Didn't you already know about Xiao Yuan..."

Qiu Yun opened his eyes and stared at the bed curtain unfocused: "How did you get in?"

King Yun didn't answer, but said to himself: "Xiao Yuan left an oral order to pass on the throne to you, and I have dispatched soldiers and horses to rush back to the capital."

"You sit on the throne." Qiu Yun said in a daze, "I promised Ding Yuan to take him back to Shengjia Village."

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