My nemesis ascended the throne

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When he raised his head again, a familiar silhouette appeared outside the hall, with faint light and shadow flickering on and off, that shadow stood quietly, not standing up straight like other guards, rather lazy and innocent.

Rong Jing stared at the shadow for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the word Xie An written on the notebook, laughed inexplicably, and threw the notebook aside.

"Call someone in."

Rong Jing said to Eunuch Li.

Eunuch Li bowed his waist and went out, of course he knew who the emperor was talking about.He walked outside the hall, and saw that the young master was wearing a vermilion habayashi guard costume, with a picturesque complexion, standing crookedly, with a red tasseled gun leaning against the wall in his hand, he might not be able to lift it.

"Your Majesty, please."

Eunuch Li lowered his brows and looked down, Xie An didn't pay attention to him, but when Eunuch Li finished speaking, his face turned pale, and his ruddy lips lost all blood.

At this point, he had to admit that he hated Rong Ren, and he was also afraid of Rong Ren.

And he was once so bold that he had other thoughts about Rong Jing.

Xie An stared blankly at the majestic palace and the bright yellow palace lanterns, feeling pain in his eyes.

He walked in and out, but Eunuch Li closed the door and stayed outside.

The hall door creaked, and the inside and outside of the hall were separated into two worlds.

Xie An knelt down.

Across heavy and fragrant curtains.Rong Jing lifted the curtain, stepped out, stood up and knelt down.

Rong Ren carefully and presumptuously stared at the top of Xie An's black head.

He knelt crookedly, not paying attention to the rules, but his fingers trembled imperceptibly.

"Are you afraid of me?"

He softened his voice.

Many people were afraid of him, but he didn't want another Xie An.I regret it.

If he could have known about those dusty past events earlier, perhaps he would not have adopted such a violent method to achieve today's results.He still remembered how Xie An treated Zhao Rong, Zhao Rong was him, but Xie An would smile at him, hide in his arms, secretly care about him but refused to admit it.The days when he was Zhao Rong were the most relaxed moments in Rong Yan's life, there was no open and dark arrows, and no need to guard against others.

That is someone else's life.

But his whole life was destined to be buried in this imperial city full of bones.She once cherished something, no matter whether her mother or Shen Bi, they had already been buried in this imperial city.

Rong Jing helped Xie An up, and his hand fell on Xie An's arm, obviously feeling the stiffness of the person in his hand.

He let go.

"Who's afraid of you?" Xie An stiffened his neck, his face turned pale, but he never admitted defeat.

Rong Jing looked at him quietly, his pupils were deeply black, even if a palace lantern shone over, he was swallowed by the deep darkness.

The darkness fell on Xie An's blue arms, and finally turned into a question, and there was a bit of distress that no one noticed.

"What happened to the arm?"

Xie An curled his lips and sneered, "I had a fight with Yang, you have a good dog."

It looks like he doesn't care.

Rong Jing stood up and got really angry, "Yang Xin?"

The booklet in Rong Nan's hand was thrown on the ground, "This Yang family has such great authority, the people I put in dare to touch it?"

Xie An felt that Rong Nan's anger was inexplicable.

Rong Jing stared at Xie An, "Take off your clothes."

Xie An raised his face in grief and anger, and was about to curse.

Rong Jing frowned, "Shall I take it off for you or by myself?"

"Dog Emperor! I knew you had no good intentions!"

The blue veins on Rong Quan's forehead twitched at the sound of the dog emperor barking, he simply grabbed Xie An's arm and threw it on the dragon couch. When Xie An was struggling, he tore off the bright yellow gauze curtain, and wrapped the two of them together. In the midst of it, Rong Jing suppressed Xie An firmly, tore off his coat, revealing his thin chest.

Xie Ansheng's delicacy is that even Rong Quan has suffered a lot, but Xie An has not. His skin is white and his skin is white, and a slight touch will leave a purple mark, not to mention that Yang Xin did not show mercy. The waist was black and blue, against the fair complexion, it looked particularly terrifying.

Rong Ren, I feel distressed.

Obviously, he had seen too many blood, wounds, and even corpses on the battlefield, but he only saw a wound on this stubborn thing, and his heart ached.

"Does it hurt?"

Rong Ren asked lightly.

Xie An shrank back, and dug his head out from the bright yellow veil, thinking in his heart that it was not nonsense, his waist tightened, but was pulled by Rong Jing again, and Rong Jing's hand fell on the wound. On, with a light press, Xie An hissed in pain, and opened his mouth to scold, "The dog emperor! Black heart!"

Rong Jing just sneered, "Next time if I see another injury on your body, I might as well strangle you to death, so as to save it from attracting attention in the future."

Xie An trembled angrily.

Physician Wang was announced into the palace in the middle of the night, thinking that the emperor had some kind of sudden illness, and when he entered the emperor's bedroom, he was too excited by the spring light in the room to raise his eyes.Xie An's long hair was disheveled, and he sat on the dragon couch crookedly. His clothes were torn by the emperor, revealing half of the spring light. The emperor's clothes were neat, but because of the torn dragon crown just now, he got entangled in the brocade quilt, and his hair was scattered into a ball. .It is a vivid picture of the king not going to court early.

What kind of cold-tempered their Majesty is, the Imperial Physician Wang knows, and even though this Majesty is young, he is in power and has a great reputation.

It looks like this now, but I have never seen it before.

Physician Wang shook his head.

I saw His Majesty pushed down the young man on the bed, lifted his robe to reveal half of his waist, the people underneath were still struggling muffled, but the strength was pitiful, and the voice of cursing was full of anger, which was captured by the doctor Wang. I can hear you clearly.

"Doctor Wang, look at this injury."

Doctor Wang carried the medicine box on his back and took a closer look. He has been practicing medicine for many years, and he can prescribe medicine for such a small injury with just one glance, so he lowered his eyelids, "Return to the emperor, the injury on this son's waist is not serious. Apply some ointment, twice a day, and take Chinese medicine internally, and it will get better soon."

The emperor nodded, and said lightly, "It's hard work for the doctor."

Physician Wang knelt down in panic, "Your Majesty, don't let this lowly minister down."

Doctor Wang had been gone for a long time, and he could still hear the mumbling and cursing voices of the young man in the hall. The Holy Majesty didn't mean to blame, but condoned.

He has been practicing medicine in the palace all his life, and he has touched countless secrets of the palace. Only this incident has made him remember for many years, but it has not been disclosed to the outside world.

Xie An raised his head from the brocade quilt, but was pushed down by Rong Yin.

Rong Ren's finger was stained with cold ointment and landed on the wound on his waist, which made him think of some bad things, so he couldn't help but hide back, Rong Ren didn't know what was going on, his eyes It landed on Xie An's back in a daze. When it fell into Wei Lang's hands, the whip wound cut across his entire back. Now the wound has already healed, but the dark scar will stay with him for the rest of his life.

Rong Yan's fingers landed on the scar, and his eyes flickered.

Xie An trembled, and suddenly struggled fiercely. It took a lot of effort for Rong Quan to suppress him, and imprisoned him in his arms, his voice was extremely dry, "There will be no Wei Lang in the future... and no one else. .”

Rong Yan at that moment wished to tear Wei Lang's corpse into thousands of pieces.