Long Aotian knelt down to me [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Xia has actually not made much noise these days.

After all, he made up his mind, and a voice suddenly appeared in the empty and dilapidated palace. No matter how you looked at the situation, it was scary, so he kept his mouth shut.

Although it's not good to have food appearing out of thin air, but one thing less is better than one more.

I just didn't expect that Shang Qin would have such a misunderstanding!

Now he is "really painless as a mother".

——Not only the species has changed, but even the personality has been changed.

It was the first time that Fang Xia had formal communication with Xiao Aotian No. 2 when he came here, and he finally understood what the other party regarded him as.He briefly glanced at the conversation between the two, and summarized that the palace where Shang Qin lives now had a pregnant concubine tragically died before, and after that, a lot of things happened in the palace, so there are always legends about ghosts.

No wonder Shang Qin asked him if he was a "spirit" when he heard the movement that day.

It is clear that he is regarded as the original owner of this palace!

Fang Xia: "..."

However, in this way, the place where Shang Qin lives now can be regarded as a haunted house.

——After all, even people who don’t pay much attention to the theory of ghosts and gods will find it taboo to put it in a place where people have died, let alone this time when it is said to be haunted.

Fang Xia has actually been living in the side hall that was also abandoned next to him for the past few days. Thinking about it now, he suddenly felt goosebumps on his arms.

It just occurred to him that in his current situation, no one is more ghost-like than him, and there seems to be nothing to be afraid of among the same kind.Moreover, this is an ancient imperial palace. I don't know how many generations it has lived in. I am afraid that several people died in each palace, even the emperor's bedroom is no exception.

Thinking about it this way, I don't think there is anything wrong.

——People, you can always get satisfaction from comparison.

Fang Xia didn't know what Shang Qin was thinking. After knowing that he was a male ghost (bah! male), he stared at the bowl of porridge for a long time, and then simply drank it.After that, I can feed myself whatever I eat, and I don’t seem to be picky at all.

Shang Qin: "I will eat more, and I will grow up soon."

In order to avoid any serious misunderstandings, Fang Xia finally responded in time this time. He said dryly, "Oh, that's good."

He felt that the child was so easy to raise, and he should be happy, but he always felt that there was something strange about these words.

However, Fang Xia hadn't been in a mess like before. After observing for a few days and familiarizing himself with the situation in the imperial dining room, he soon discovered that there were many people hiding food there.

These people's skills in buying things are much higher than Fang Xia's, and they can make a fortune no matter what kind of delicacies they have. Fang Xia, who is watching, is stunned by all kinds of methods.But in the end, these were actually cheaper for Fang Xia - after all, even if they lost a little bit of this kind of self-pocketed thing, they didn't dare to say it, so they cursed a few words in secret, and then got it back even harder next time.

Fang Xia: It seems that a chain of exploitation has suddenly formed, and the ones being exploited are the highest levels in the imperial city.

What troubled Fang Xia a little was that Xiao Shangqin would check with him every few days whether he had grown up or not.

This may be because children have inexplicable expectations for growing up, especially Shang Qin grew up in this environment.In the simple concept of children, "growing up" may mean "not being bullied"-thinking about it this way, the child who keeps asking this question becomes both cute and distressing.

Fang Xia chose the method of most parents.He chose a beam and pillar in the palace for Shang Qin to stand over, and drew a horizontal bar against his head, and now there is a record of how tall the other party has grown.

Shang Qin stared at the engraved line solemnly, turned his head again and found Fang Xia's direction accurately, "How tall do I want to be?"

Fang Xia was no stranger to Shang Qin's ability to find him at any time, but what Shang Qin said just now meant asking "how tall can I grow in the future"?

He always felt that the way the cub version of Aotian 2 asked questions was weird.

But considering that this child is a child, it is normal for the word order and grammar to be a little confusing.

Not to mention that this child seems to be growing up freely in this cold palace. It is not easy to express himself so accurately at this age without anyone teaching him.

After thinking this through, Fang Xia quickly put aside the momentary entanglement and recalled the plot instead.Although there is no specific description in it, but based on the impressions of some supporting characters, it can still be inferred that the adult Shang Qin is tall and slender.And this is an arrogant man after all, the height must be up to standard.

Facing the pillar, Fang Xia gestured for his own height, hesitated for a while and decided to set the standard higher (after all, it is still necessary to give children confidence), he moved his hand up again, above his head Draw a line at the distance of one palm.

Shang Qin:!

He looked at the "magnificent" target that he had to lift his head to see for the current him, his eyes widened and he couldn't help showing a look of shock.

But he quickly stopped this expression, straightened his face, and faced Fang Xia's direction solemnly, "I will work hard to eat and grow up."

Fang Xia held back her laughter for a long time before her voice sank and she replied with the word "um".

The child's "pupil earthquake" look just now was too funny, and coupled with the subsequent "forced calm", it couldn't be more fun.But taking care of Xiao Aotian's self-esteem, although Fang Xia was overjoyed, he still held back his movements.

——Suddenly realized the joy of raising cubs.

Unlike Fang Xia's relaxed mood, where he might be able to laugh out loud when he relaxed, Xiao Shangqin's mood was much heavier.

After learning that this ghost is not Concubine Min's soul, Xiao Shangqin immediately finds a new and suitable reason for the other party's behavior: this ghost wants to raise him up.

After all, he is so small now, even if he is eaten, he will not be full, and the other party may have to raise him a little bigger, and then do it again.

Just how big is considered big?Little Shangqin himself didn't know.

He confirmed with the ghost a few times, but the other party didn't seem to be satisfied. After a few days of tossing around, he finally couldn't help but asked directly, but got an answer that he didn't expect.

He recalled the tall engraved lines drawn on that pillar, and his expression became more solemn.

How long will it take him to grow that tall?Will the ghost get impatient with waiting?What will happen if the other party finds out that he is not so tall?Would he feel cheated and be angry and tear him to shreds? ...

Xiao Shangqin pulled the quilt up (there were no quilts here before, only straw), and covered his face. His small body curled up in a ball in the darkness, blocking the frightened expression on his face. .

He was afraid.

What he was afraid of was - at that time, he didn't want to die.

Shang Qin didn't care, whether he was alive or dead.

If his death could change the torture of those people, he would be very happy.

But these days have become different: the stomach will not be throbbing from hunger, and the straw will not be woken up in the middle of the night, those people have not come for several days, and he has not been beaten...

For the first time, he knew that it was possible to live like this.

If you die, is there no hot soup to drink?No soft quilt to cover?

Why not eat him sooner?

If he keeps growing like this until he is that big, he won't want to die.

Liang Gaozhen was on his way to Lenggong.

As an eunuch with some authority in the palace, he has a lot of things to do every day, but he doesn't have the time to trouble that cold prince every day.But seeing the royal nobles lying on the ground and begging him for a little food, the extremely inferior and extremely distorted self-esteem caused by physical disabilities was greatly satisfied.

It's just that if this kind of thing is done quietly, it will be nothing. No one will stand up for a cold prince who has no background.But if the fanfare is discovered, and the name of "disrespecting the royal family" is suppressed, I don't know how many people are jealous of his position and are ready to pull him down.

Because of this, he was a little concerned about the movement he heard that day, and suspected that some little hoof was trying to use it against him, so he held back for a few days after going back.

But after probing the opponent, and thoroughly investigating the thoughtful men under him, they found nothing.

Liang Gaozhen asked those confidantes who went with him that day again, and everyone said that they "didn't even see a person." After several confirmations, they were not even sure whether they really listened to the movement.

In the end, Liang Gaozhen could only attribute what happened that day to his own suspicions.

In the past few days, a beauty who is favored by the emperor celebrates her birthday. In this palace, the holy family is more important than the status. All busy.With this busy schedule, there are a lot of troubles, and it is unavoidable to encounter some troublesome things.

After all, no matter how powerful eunuchs are, they serve others. If the lord wants to deal with them, he doesn't even have to worry about their reputation like he treats courtiers.

In this way, of course, the pent-up breath must be recovered from the person who is also the master.Because of this, Liang Gaozhen took the people straight to Lenggong when he had a little free time this day.

It's just that the road was not smooth for some reason, and the voice of "Ai yo hello" was endless.Either the branch above the head broke when he was passing by, or the tiles on the roof fell and hit people. When he was hiding, there was another stone under his feet, and he fell like a dog eating shit.I haven't seen the roof of the cold palace yet, this group of people are more or less colored, and some people are already talking about the bad luck of the fleeting years in their hearts, and they have to wash away their bad luck when they go back.

Of course, such intensive accidents cannot be explained by a "bad luck", it was caused by Fang Xia walking beside them all the way.After all, he had seen that kind of scene when he came here on the first day, and he had long been on guard against this group of people.

Fang Xia asked the system to remind at any time, and when Liang Gaozhen and the others made a move, he would come over immediately.

Little did they know that this group of people felt unlucky, and Fang Xia was about to scold them.

——He has never seen such a flexible fat man in his life! !

"Shoot people and shoot horses, catch thieves and kings", Fang Xia's accidents were actually aimed at Liang Gaozhen who was walking in the front. After all, the group behind were at best accomplices, and it was useless to teach them a lesson.

But one time, two times, three times, four times... unexpectedly he dodged every time? !

All the attendants in the back were injured to some extent, and the unlucky ones even saw blood, but the person in the front was intact, and the appearance of not even losing a single hair seemed to be a silent mockery .

Fang Xia:!

He gritted his teeth, took a few steps forward, got closer and lay down on the ground and waited. Before Liang Gaozhen landed on the ground, he held a small stone and placed it under his feet—he couldn't escape now. Bar?

It's true that he didn't dodge, but Fang Xia watched helplessly as the fat man tilted to the side, struggled in mid-air and waved his hands. In the end, he didn't know how he twisted, and fell on the gravel path with his face on the ground.

...I didn't get up for a long time.

Fang Xia looked at the faint blood oozing out from the side, and his brain thumped, and he was stunned: He, he wouldn't kill someone, would he? ! !