Reincarnation of the powerful minister

Su Yan was stunned, and patted his guard on the shoulder: "I don't care about King Yu's life or death, but I don't allow you to take risks for such a worthless thing. Don't forget that your life is mine."

Jing Hongzhui likes to hear his own adults say this the most, and every time he hears it, his sense of belonging is stronger.

Unable to restrain himself, he grabbed Master Su's hand that he wanted to take back, and said succinctly and docilely: "It's not just this life, there is no place and nothing under my subordinates that is not your master's."

Su Yan has always been worried that Jing Hongzhui's self-consciousness will be tortured during the years of killer training, resulting in a lack of vitality.In the words of later generations, the emotional connection with the outside world is too weak.

If such a person cannot find the meaning of life, he will easily go to extremes.On the other hand, once one recognizes the meaning of existence, one will be extremely firm and even paranoid, and can burn oneself and sacrifice everything for this meaning.

Su Yan really didn't want Jing Hongzhui to live for him, but at present, it seems that the other party has given him permission to go all the way to the dark.

"A Zhui, you are your own." Su Yan tried to persuade and save her last, "Each of us is our own."

Jing Hong thought about it for a while, and replied, "Your Excellency can be yours, but I must be yours."

"...Haven't you ever thought about staying away from disputes in the rivers and lakes, retiring to the countryside, and living a peaceful and peaceful life? The beautiful wife washes her hands and makes soup in the kitchen, and the lovely children chase and play around the big tree in the yard, while you sit Smiling and watching under the tree, enjoying the family happiness?"

"I've thought about it." Jing Hong followed Su Yan, her eyes were as soft as a pool of autumn water. At this moment, he was no longer a sharp sword, but the morning breeze blowing over the treetops, with a refreshing breath, "But No kids, just me and someone I long for.

"Every time I stay by his side, my heart is full of infinite joy. I want to farm for him, cook for him, earn money for him, serve tea and water for him, and he just needs to lie under the tree that I made by myself. On the rattan chair, comfortably listening to the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops..."

Jing Hong chased closer and closer, and her voice became softer and softer.Su Yan seemed to be immersed in the peach blossoms woven by his words, his eyes were a little blurred, until his lips were captured by a passion of adoration and longing.

After a long time, Su Yan broke free out of breath, covered the unbuttoned skirt, and became angry with embarrassment: "If you must follow me, be a guard honestly, and don't do such offensive actions again! Look at the sky! Which guard down there gnaws and touches his lord at every turn? Why don't you give me a stick and beat you to death!"

Jing Hong chased and lowered her head to be scolded, with a face of "my lord taught you the right thing, it's all subordinates who are rude", and she was still reminiscing about the wonderful touch left by her fingertips in her heart.

Su Yan scolded him for a while, and saw that he had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, so he eased his tone: "Last time... the Mid-Autumn Festival incident was purely accidental, and I don't blame you, but I won't be an example. Your lord, I... I am a straight man. They want to marry wives and have children, and spread their branches and leaves, so they can’t mess with men all the time.”

Jing Hongzhui hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and temporarily compromised: "My lord wants to marry a wife and have children, and the subordinates have no right to interfere. But after all, the mistress does not know when she will be able to enter the house. Before that, the lord's food and daily life should be taken care of by the subordinates." take care of."

Su Yan persuaded: "My two little servants can do this kind of trivial matter. Be a big man, don't always dress me and take off my boots, and make my followers angry."

Jing Hong pursued: "The guards are naturally serving and guarding. From now on, I will serve the adults closely. Don't bother those two little devils with hairless hair. Let them do chores."

"Okay, you dare to talk back!" Su Yan was angry, and slapped the table, "You dare to order my lord! Who is in charge of this family, you or me?"

Jing Hongzhui immediately knelt down, "Subordinates dare not, sir is the head of the family."

"It's good to know, and you are not allowed to talk back." Su Yan kicked his knees with the back of his foot, "Get up! How many times have I said that you are not allowed to kneel at every turn."

Jing Hongzhui suddenly reached out, grabbed his ankle, and lightly pinched Taixi acupoint.

Su Yan only felt numbness and tingling in his ankle, half of his leg lost strength, and he almost fell down. He said angrily, "What are you doing?"

"My lord's kick made my legs weak, and my lower body was swollen. I think it's because the meridian is blocked." Jing Hongzhui frowned, stood up to support Su Yan, with a serious face, "Taixi is the source of the kidney meridian, and it hurts when you touch it. It shows that the kidney meridian of the foot Shaoyin in adults is out of balance, and the kidney water is difficult to drain, if it is not dredged in time, I am afraid that it will affect the adult's sexual intercourse in the future."

Su Yan was a little confused, but reacted quickly, and kicked him harder: "You are talking nonsense, who are you scaring!"

It's not nonsense that Jing Hong chased him down, but he found that Master Su had exhausted his body since the Mid-Autumn Festival, and his kidney meridians were too depleted, and he had been running around for more than a month, and he didn't take good care of his body, which hurt his vitality.

Of course he was ashamed to say that it was because he was too persistent and harmed the young and frail Mr. Su, so he revised and explained it.

Su Yan was dubious, and panicked at the same time—the skin of the original owner is indeed too weak, and he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, so it is not worth it.I remember his body in the previous life, when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, he could harden three or four times a day.But it can't be changed back, and Bai Zhanji can only make do with it. If the root cause of the disease is not rectified, he will be inhumane at a young age. Where can he cry!

"What should I do?" He grabbed Jing Hongchai's lapel and asked nervously, "Do you have any peerless secrets, such as Yijinjing, Xiuijing, etc., which can make people reborn, and I will practice it for my lord. ? The Sunflower Book doesn’t want it!”

Jing Hong chased and shook her head: "Is there anyone who has been completely reborn? Even if there is, you have to start laying the groundwork from the age of three or four. Like Mr. Su, even if you start practicing internal or external skills today, you will not be able to become a first-rate master." Not to mention first-rate, third-rate Fourth-rate is not counted, of course he will not tell the truth, so as not to embarrass the face of adults.

Su Yan was very disappointed: "It turns out that martial arts are all lies!"

"But there are quite a few exercises for strengthening the body." Jing Hongzhui added, "Although I don't have any exercises suitable for adults, I know where to find them. I have to go to the south of the Yangtze River."

Su Yan shook his head: "I don't have the time right now, I guess even if I really go to Jiangnan, it will be in the future."

"My lord, don't worry. Since you can't quench your thirst from afar, why don't you spend half an hour every day to let your subordinates infuse you with internal energy, regulate your meridians, supplemented with food supplements and rest, you can also slowly recover your vitality, and your body will be stronger than before. Get stronger."

"……every day?"

"There are at least three courses of treatment, ten days each. There is no time limit, but the effect is better before going to bed."

Su Yan recalled that in the past one month or so, even the morning erection has been reduced. For the body of a young man in adolescence, he is so pure-minded and ascetic, so he can't help but feel sorry for him. He agrees to start tonight.

So after taking a bath, the bodyguard took off his outer robe and climbed onto his lord's bed again.

Mr. Su is wearing a white singlet and thin cotton trousers. His hair is untied, so he can lie on his stomach, lie on his side, and on his side. He is very cooperative with the treatment.From the Baihui point on the top of the head to the Yongquan point on the bottom of the foot, he was pressed all over by the personal guard.

Massage, there is no pain, push to the meridian blockage or muscle hardening, Su Yan can't help howling, screaming so that Jing Hong can't catch up.

"You do what you want, I'll call mine...don't worry about me." Su Yan said with tears in her eyes.

He bared his teeth and screamed, while urging Jing Hong not to be soft-handed, to use as much force as he should, and not to pity him just because he is a weak willow.

After pushing the muscles smoothly, Jing Hongzhui carried the internal force in the palm, and walked along the opponent's twelve regular and eight extraordinary meridians, just like igniting clusters of warm small flames in a wet and cold night, gradually connecting them into pieces , making Su Yan extremely comfortable.

If a person is comfortable to a certain extent, he will involuntarily groan.Su Yan said "hmm" and dragged out a long tune with twists and turns, and the ending sound trembled like a cat's claw. From between the pink flesh pads, the curved little claws protruded and scratched the itching place in Jing Hongzhui's heart. The more he scratched, the more itchy. .

Jing Hongzhui was afraid that her concentration would be insufficient and she would make a fool of herself in front of adults, so she used her internal strength to seal the relevant acupuncture points, but now she couldn't take it anymore, the evil animal had a tendency to break through the shackles and become a pillar of the sky.

If Mr. Su ticks off his little finger at this moment, he can turn into a hungry wolf, crushing the other party for three days without even thinking of getting out of bed...

Unfortunately, all this is just obscenity.Mr. Su is very serious, he would scold others with a stern face after kissing and touching twice, and after rubbing and rubbing for a long time, he didn't seem to get emotional.Jing Hongzhui was admiring, but also a little frustrated, thinking that she might not be very attractive.

After finishing his exercises, he got out of bed and put on his outer robe, and said in a low voice, "That's it for today. For the first time, I will feel sore all over my body, and I will also be drowsy. My lord, rest early, and my subordinates will leave."

Su Yan seemed to be washed ashore from the sore ocean, lying on the soft sand, the remaining waves gently licked the soles of his feet.He was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and murmured: "Good night, sweet dreams."

Jing Hongzhui smiled slightly, leaned over and pulled the quilt to the back of Su Yan's neck, tucked the corners of the quilt, put down the curtain, and quietly exited the bedroom.

He inhaled the cool wind and night dew under the eaves, completely extinguishing the anger all over his body, before he untied his acupuncture points.

On the way back to the wing room, when he passed the study, he remembered that the pen and ink on the desk hadn't been cleaned up yet, so he turned in to tidy up.

The letter sent by King Yu's courier was thrown askew on the corner of the table. Jing Hong paused after chasing the brush, looked at the words "Qinghe's personal letter" on the envelope, and was startled.

... This character is so well written, iron painted with silver hooks, imposing, it seems to be more stylish than Mr. Su's characters, even if he knows little about calligraphy, he can still see the beauty of it.

In comparison, my own handwriting is like a pig groping a dog.

When I was young, my family was so poor that I couldn't even afford food, let alone go to a private school.It was only when he became a teacher at the age of [-] or [-] that he began to learn to read. The most read was martial arts secret books, and his writing level was limited to daily use. A class he could never enter.

Everyone has their own destiny, and Jing Hongchai doesn't feel regretful about it, and those rich families or well-educated scholars, before his sword pierced their throats, screamed no more sweetly than ordinary people.

But at this moment, looking at Master Su's post on the desk and the handwriting on Prince Yu's handwritten letter, he suddenly felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

This pinprick-like tingling sensation drove his fingers to touch the wax that covered the private seal.

The wax has been removed previously, and the inner pages are easily accessible.

But after all, this is a private letter to an adult, no matter how disdainful the adult is, if I peek at it without permission, it will inevitably appear despicable and rude.

Jing Hongzhui hesitated.

When Su Yan was about to fall asleep, his body jerked as if falling sharply, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

He remembered something he had forgotten.The letter from King Yu is still on the desk!In case the boy or some servant comes in to tidy up the room tomorrow morning, I can't help but open it out of curiosity——

To die!

I can't afford to lose this face!

Su Yan quickly got out of bed, pulled a cloak and put it on, opened the door with his shoes on, and went straight to the study.

There was no one in the study room, the tabletop had been cleared away, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were in their respective places. Su Yan hurriedly looked at the corner of the table, and saw that the letter was still there, as if it hadn't been touched by anyone.

He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, picked up the envelope, and wanted to burn it on the lit oil lamp.

The tongue of fire licked the corner of the envelope, and the golden red flame heart was like a bright star in the distant sky.

That is Yuheng in Beidou.

King Yu stood at the window, looking at the Yuheng star in the north.The night wind blew the broken hair beside the crown, and his expression was like a rusty halberd after thousands of blows, and like a handful of ashes left after the fierce fire of war.

"Does the prince have other specialties and hobbies?" I asked at that time, my heart was full of pity and regret that the pearl was dusty.

King Yu calmly replied, "No."

—Impossible not.

Because at the moment when he looked up at the night sky, at the moment when the memory snatched him away, a sharp cold light appeared from the thick rust all over his body, and sparks of fire were rekindled in the depths of the silent ashes.

Although it was only in the blink of an eye, the cold light disappeared immediately, and the sparks were extinguished immediately, but the brilliance at that moment faintly illuminated King Yu's lazy and wandering eyes.

Su Yan's heart skipped a beat, and when he came back to his senses, his hand took a step faster than his thoughts, and extinguished the flame on the envelope.

... at least take a look.Even if it's unsightly, it's never too late to burn it after seeing it, Su Yan thought.

He hesitated for two seconds before pulling out the letter paper.

The letter paper was folded into a square, and the central part was just folded on the burnt corner of the envelope. After unfolding, it was found that there was a large circular hole in the middle of the page.

"Qinghe, my love, see the words like meeting."

Su Yan sneered mockingly.King Yu's "love" is so overwhelming that he drowned the 27 previous "confidantes", and wants to drown him again?

"Let's go to business... Today we will get rid of lovesickness... Thousands of people in Yunshan hate each other, and it's hard to cut away the sorrow..."

I see, you are very talented, and you can write the word "thinking" in a colorful way. Unfortunately, I don't care if it is written as flowers. How dare you ask me if you "share my heart"?Banban with you fairy!

Feeling bored, Su Yan skipped the beginning and continued to read, the part with hot eyes jumped out immediately:

"I still remember the time when we were having fun on the waterside pavilion, you and I were so kind, and we were so happy and happy. During the banquet by the pillow, all the charming and moving emotions of the Qinghe River are vivid in my mind, and I will never forget it...

Scum rapist!A perverted sensualist who is not ashamed but proud!Su Yan cursed, and wanted to throw the letter paper on the candle flame again.

Fortunately, the next most indescribable part was burned into a big hole, so he suppressed his disgust and skipped "Our love in bed is the great harmony of life" and "I still have a lot of unused means to be able to Make you happier" two large paragraphs, continue to look down.

Well, King Yu apologized.

But unfortunately, it was not because of the act of rape itself, but because he was too aggressive during the rape, which caused him to faint twice, and he didn’t prepare dinner for him after the rape, which made him write the charter all night, and then went home hungry.

All in all, all the "sudden guilt", "really regret it" and "learn from the pain and try my best to make up for it" are not reflected on the point.

In the end, he actually still has the face to say something like "I have been alone with you since I had a good time with you", "When you come back and make friends with each other, everything will be taken care of", it is shameless to ask for credit and make a date!Su Yan gritted his back molars, crumpled the letter into a ball, and threw it to the corner of the room.

He was furious, gasping for breath, and calmed down after a while. He walked over to pick up the crumpled letter paper, stuffed it into a small box, and planned to keep it as evidence, and use it to sue if necessary.

...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!Am I blind or my brain is flooded? How can I have the illusion for a moment that he has difficulties?Su Yan couldn't help cursing secretly, King Yu is a hot chicken!Large pieces of shredded family bucket spicy chicken!

Ah Zhui, you are right, when we return to the capital, we will assassinate him!