To survive [Quick Transmigration]

In the middle of the night, the imperial city was quiet.The curfew had already passed by this time, so it stands to reason that the streets should be empty except for the soldiers on night patrol.Obviously, that wasn't the case tonight, though.

The sound of horseshoes rattling from far to near, accompanied by the sound of hardwood wheels rolling on the stone road, a carriage slowly stopped in front of the vermilion gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Master, we're here." The servant on the seat jumped out of the carriage and knelt respectfully on the ground.After a while, one hand lifted the curtain of the carriage, and the slender young man got out of the carriage on the back of the servant.

He didn't go straight in, but stopped in front of the gate of Xiangfu.The young man stared at the stone lions on both sides of the gate, looking unpredictable under the dim moonlight.

"Master..." The servant who had already stood up waited a step behind him, and reminded softly, "I'm afraid Xiangye won't be able to wait that long."

Hearing this sentence, the man pursed his lips slightly, and finally walked into the prime minister's mansion.

He is very familiar with this place, even if there is no one to lead the way, he can find the place where he should go without any mistakes.Tonight's Prime Minister's Mansion was terribly quiet, and it even made people feel a bit lonely at the end of the road.The man walked to the door of Lord Prime Minister's study, stared at the warm yellow candlelight in the room through the door screen, and stopped again.

A look of hesitation appeared on his face, his thin lips were pursed and pursed, but he still didn't move.

"Is the emperor here?"

Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind the door, with a hint of anticipation.Hearing this voice, the man couldn't help sighing softly: "It's me."

The young emperor pushed open the door and entered, meeting the eyes of the man inside.It was an exceptionally handsome man, even if his skin showed an abnormal bluish-white color at this moment, it did not detract from his charm in the slightest.One can imagine how high-spirited he must have been in the past.

If there were no accidents, he should have continued to be high-spirited.

"Fu Xiang," the young emperor condescendingly looked down at Fu Yunji who was kneeling on the small couch, his pair of phoenix eyes that became more and more indifferent with age, but at this moment showed some inexplicable and complicated expressions, "Why do you do this?"

"Your Majesty..." Fu Yunji called softly, and suddenly laughed, "I prefer to call you Ming Shu."

Hearing these two words, the young emperor looked slightly startled, and after a while he showed a helpless smile: "I haven't heard this name for a long time."

This smile has a shallow arc and hints of bitterness.Fu Yunji and Ji Mingshu had a ten-year teacher-student relationship, so naturally they couldn't fail to understand that his students were sad.

Mingshu feels sad because of herself.

This recognition made Fu Yunji feel a little bit of joy from the bottom of his heart.

"That's right, since the late emperor passed away, only ministers dared to be disrespectful to the emperor." Fu Yunji laughed suddenly as he spoke.His laughter was so hearty and so influential that the Ninth Five Lord couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips.

"Cough cough..."

The sudden cough made the happy atmosphere in the room vanish in an instant.Fu Yunji clutched his chest, his face was pale, as if he was about to cough up all his internal organs: "It's a pity, after the minister is dead, the emperor may really have no chance to hear this name again..."

"Prime Minister, why do you want to do this?" Mo Zhaoyuan's eyebrows were slightly sad, as if he felt that an emperor should not have such an expression, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no wave in his eyes , "I never wanted you to die."

"Ming Shu, you and I both know." The corners of Fu Yunji's lips rose slightly, and he smiled very gently, but the words in his mouth were shocking, "Even if you don't want me to die now, after a few years... The party is powerful, and I am powerless. Rather than turning against each other in the future, it is better..."

It's better to let me make a break in advance.

Fu Yunji covered his mouth and coughed continuously, and purple-red poisonous blood gushed out of his mouth.Mo Zhaoyuan stretched out his hand subconsciously, but stopped in mid-air in vain.

"Prime Minister..." Mo Zhaoyuan lowered his eyes slightly, and sighed in a low voice, "Why bother?"

"Cough...cough cough..." Fu Yunji coughed up blood continuously, his face quickly deteriorated, as if the vitality in his body was suddenly exhausted, "Ming Shu Ming Shu, I, I treat you...you You know I treat you—"

As if feeling that he might die soon, Fu Yunji was rarely impulsive.He eagerly grabbed the emperor's sleeves, and no longer cared about the dignity, courtesy, justice, and shame. He stared at the young emperor with fiery eyes, and the emotion in his eyes was undisguised, just like this naked|naked|nakedly displayed in front of the emperor.

"Fu Xiang, don't talk about it." Mo Zhaoyuan frowned slightly, a rare look of panic appeared on his indifferent face, "Don't talk about it anymore, I don't know, and I don't want to know."

He seemed a little embarrassed, and a little bit reluctant, with a tangled and helpless expression.Seeing Ji Mingshu's reaction, Fu Yunji already understood in his heart.

"Sure enough, Ming Shu knew about it a long time ago." Fu Yunji smiled wryly and lowered his head, "Forget it, it was just my delusional thought..."

The man's voice gradually sank, Mo Zhaoyuan's lips trembled, and his voice trembled slightly: "Master..."

Amidst Mo Zhaoyuan's soft calls mixed with reluctance and sorrow, Fu Yunji gradually stopped breathing.

In Dan Country, Prime Minister Fu Yunji is a legend.

At the age of 17, he entered the imperial examination with a six-yuan body. At the age of 19, Fu Yunji argued that Goguryeo's envoys were speechless and defended the majesty of Dan. At the age of 22, there was a rebellion in southern Xinjiang, and it was all thanks to Fu Yunji to turn the tide.

At the age of 25, the first emperor passed away. Because the prince was young, Fu Yunji was appointed as the emperor's tutor before his death and ordered him to assist the government.Ji Mingshu succeeded to the throne at a young age, and he trusted the emperor's teacher appointed by his father very much.At the age of 30, Fu Yunji became the prime minister with one person above one person and under ten thousand people, and he specially allowed him not to kneel in front of the saint.The prime minister's party is so powerful that it has almost reached the point where the world only knows Fu Xiang but not the emperor.

In the original world process, on his 35th birthday, because of Ji Mingshu's jealousy, he would be thrown into the Heavenly Prison on an unwarranted charge. After being rescued by his loyal subordinates, he finally decided to abolish the emperor.The Xiangdang was already powerful, and after Fu Yunji got out of trouble, he immediately launched a coup by means of thunder, and soon won the final victory.Ji Mingshu committed suicide in the Xuanzheng Palace, and the 200-year history of Dan Kingdom finally came to an end.

But Fu Yunji, who was supposed to create a new dynasty and become the founding emperor, drank dove wine tonight.All these changes happened because the emperor sitting on the dragon chair changed his soul - not the real Prince of Tan Kingdom Ji Mingshu, but the White Tiger Sage Mo Zhaoyuan.

It has been ten years since Mo Zhaoyuan replaced Ji Mingshu's soul when the first emperor passed away.Ten years is so long, enough to change the relationship between Ji Mingshu and Fu Yunji, enough to make Fu Yunji fall in love with the young emperor whom he taught.

After confirming that Fu Yunji had completely died, Mo Zhaoyuan immediately put away the forbearance and grief on his face, and looked coldly at Fu Yunji's body that had lost his strength and fell on the couch with his sharp phoenix eyes, as if he was waiting for something .Even though Fu Yunji could be said to have died for him, he was not moved at all.It wasn't until he felt the extra energy in his body that Mo Zhaoyuan's eyes finally felt warm.

"Thank you."

Accompanied by this inaudible thank you, Mo Zhaoyuan left this world.

Killing the children of luck can obtain the energy in their bodies, and Mo Zhaoyuan needs energy.

At the same time, in order to avoid the backlash caused by the son of destiny's excessive resentment, Mo Zhaoyuan wants the son of luck to die for him willingly—at least, he cannot hate him because of death.

In order to survive, he can do whatever he can, just use the feelings of the son of luck, it's no big deal.Not to mention those sons of luck he chose have more or less causality with the body he possesses. Even if he kills each other, Heaven will not punish him for it.

no big deal.

……

"Welcome back~"

In the alien space, the snake-tailed Nian Chengzhirou was leaning softly on the imperial concubine's couch as if she was boneless, with a look of satisfaction in her eyes.The golden snake tail coiled around, presenting a very magnificent color.Seeing Mo Zhaoyuan coming, Nian Chengzhi blinked, greeted lazily, and asked very considerately, "Do you want to take a break?"

"No, no need." Mo Zhaoyuan shook his head, "Send me to the next world."

"Well, good~"

Nian Chengzhi's voice could still be heard, but the surrounding scene became blurred.Mo Zhaoyuan felt his soul being pulled away and teleported, and his consciousness was in a trance for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, he had already entered another world.