The villain's self-help guide [Quick Transmigration]

Zhenbeihou's mansion fell into chaos and panic again, because Zhenbeihou suddenly got angry and spit out a big mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper, and he immediately became fatigued.

So Imperial Physician Guo, who hadn't gone far, was invited back again, felt his pulse, prescribed medicine, and asked Cui Yuan who was worried, "What's the matter, Lord Hou?" After he said some comforting words just now, Isn't Cui Hou very happy?

Before Cui Yuan could say a word, the old lady was helped by the maid, her legs were trembling, when she saw Cui Yuan, she picked up her walking stick and threw it on him without saying a word!Fortunately, Cui Yuan is strong and strong, and the old lady doesn't have much strength, so she doesn't feel pain.But in front of outsiders, it really doesn't treat him as a grandson.

"What did you tell your father? You made your father so angry!" The old lady couldn't move, so she sat down and cursed angrily.

Cui Yuan's expression didn't change, he just said truthfully: "Father ordered grandson to find Xie Ying's nephew to thank Yan, saying that he might heal elder brother's injury."

Speaking of this, he deliberately glanced at the old lady's expression, and saw that she was really surprised, "Really?"

"But father doesn't know, not long ago, elder brother and Wei Qinghan went to Jiangzhou to kill Xie Yan, Xie Yan has already died in the hands of elder brother." Although there is no direct evidence that Xie Yan was killed by Cui Zhi , but that's already obvious, isn't it?

How does it feel to personally ruin your own future?Cui Zhi must have understood quite well by now.

The old lady was stunned for a while, then suddenly cried out, "You're a sinner!" Immediately after, she closed her eyes and fell to the ground.

The tragic situation in the Cui Mansion alarmed the emperor within a few days. The emperor, who was over fifty years old, was not in good health recently and could not listen to those sad things.When the news of the Hou's mansion reached his ears, he immediately sent people to send many precious medicinal materials to appease him, and even asked the third prince Chu Yiheng to visit him.

As Chu Yiheng's maternal ancestral home, the Hou Mansion has always had a close relationship with him.Chu Yiheng first visited the old lady and Lord Cui Hou, and finally came to Cui Zhi's house.

The house used to be lively and lively, but now it is eerie.Cui Zhi lay expressionless on the bed, even if Chu Yiheng came in, he didn't blink.

"Cousin." Chu Yiheng frowned and sat on the edge of the bed. He was handsome and imposing, and his tall and strong physique caused Cui Zhi's eyes to hurt.

But the other party was Chu Yiheng, and he couldn't vent his anger on Chu Yiheng like he did to other people.

"Concubine Mother will make people search for famous doctors everywhere, and your injury will definitely heal." Seeing that Cui Zhi didn't respond, Chu Yiheng sighed, "Cousin, don't blame Qinghan, he didn't do it on purpose, and his face... ..."

"Hey——" Cui Zhi finally moved his eyes, and his hoarse voice seemed to be scalded by boiling oil, and he spit out extremely ugly words, "His face is ruined, you still have a crush on him? Third Highness, facing him now Can you kiss that face?"

Whether Wei Qinghan deliberately used him as a scapegoat, only Cui Zhi himself has the right to say, others are not qualified to judge at all!

Chu Yiheng's face paled, in his eyes, Cui Zhi has become useless, there is no value for friendship at all, and now Cui Yuan is the only one left in the Cui family who can play the leading role, and he is too lazy to accept Cui Zhi's bad temper.

"You rest at ease, I'll go back to the palace first." After Chu Yiheng said that, he threw up his sleeves and left without any regrets.

Cui Zhi roared with all his strength: "It was your idea and your empress's idea to kill Xie Ying and Xie Yan! Why should I bear the bitter fruit now! Chu Yiheng! Chu Yiheng!"

It's a pity that there was silence outside the house, and no one responded to his words at all.

Chu House in Jiangzhou Prefecture.

Xie Yan sat on the bed as usual and pricked Chu Jiuzhang's acupuncture points. Perhaps because he was used to the pain every night, Chu Jiuzhang's expression was no longer as distorted as before, and he could even talk to Xie Yan with a smile.

"Xie's most precious medical book is so easily circulated, are you really willing?"

Taking off the silver needles on his feet one by one, putting them into the needle bag, Xie Yan began to pour his inner energy into his hands again, and while massaging him, he replied: "Medical books are actually not important, not everyone can do it with medical books." Learn, just like Cui Zhi's injury, no one can heal except me."

"Then what is the most important thing in your heart?" Chu Jiuzhang locked Xie Yan's eyes tightly, as if trying to catch something from his handsome side face.

Unexpectedly, the young doctor suddenly turned his head, met his focused eyes, and the corners of his lips curved up playfully, "Where's yours?"

Almost dazzled by his smile, Chu Jiuzhang didn't raise his breath, and coughed violently. Xie Yan had no choice but to lean over and reach out to pat him, "Why are you so careless?"

Chu Jiuzhang suddenly grabbed his hand, pursed his lips, and asked earnestly, "Why do I always feel that you are an old acquaintance? You are unfamiliar and familiar, and I am familiar with you. I don't know what's wrong with me, and..."

"And what?" Xie Yan's gaze became gentle, as if encouraging the people under him to speak out.

The young man lying on his body had extremely delicate eyebrows, and under the shadow of the candlelight and the fluttering curtains, they became more and more radiant.Black hair and snow skin, red lips and white teeth, when exhaling, if there is a fragrance of medicine floating in the air, the hand in the palm is slender and cool, and it is reluctant to let go.

"Also, every time I touch you, there is always a scorching heat on my back, and I don't know why." While speaking, his breathing became a little heavy, and his amber eyes stared at Xie Yan for a moment, like a little wolf begging for caress aggrieved dog.

So cute.

As soon as he touched him, his back felt hot, exactly the same as before.Xie Yan's eyes became more tender, and he put his finger on Chu Jiuzhang's cheek, and pecked lightly on his forehead with lightning speed.

"The most important thing in my heart is to be with someone for a long time." He said seriously, breaking down the longing deeply buried in his heart word by word.

Chu Jiuzhang's breathing was stagnant, and the butterfly bone on his back seemed to burst into flames, burning him to the point of losing his sanity. It seemed that if he didn't do anything, he would turn into ashes and step into hell.

"Can I?" Squeezing out the words from his throat, the man looked at Xie Yan anxiously, just like the expression he had when he confessed his love for the first time.

If you can't, who else?

Xie Yan answered in his heart, but on his face he asked back: "I will cure you, and when you ascend the throne, what should I do?"

"I don't care about that seat." Chu Jiuzhang did not hesitate, as if the coveted throne was nothing to him.

"Oh." Xie Yan didn't doubt the truth of his words, but the massage couldn't be delayed by talking about love, so he got up and sat down again.

But Chu Jiuzhang was not willing to let him go, he insisted on his promise, and reached out to grab his sleeve, the dignified prince actually flirted with a little doctor, if it seemed to others that he would poke his eyes, but Xie Yan saw it Come on, this is Xiaojiu's true feelings.

In the past, he was much older than Xiao Jiu, and when Xiao Jiu was like a father like a brother, after Xiao Jiu got to know him well, he would act like a baby with him from time to time to please him.Others called him Hell Yama, but in Xie Yan's heart, he was just a caring little padded jacket.

"Okay, the most important thing now is your feet. We'll wait until it's cured." Xie Yan pretended to be impatient. Seeing this, Chu Jiuzhang obediently withdrew his hand and placed it on his forehead, feeling the place where he was kissed just now. Somewhat hot.

"Well, listen to you."

He was obviously a 20-year-old adult man, but his voice was soft and sweet. If Ying Shishi heard it, he would probably want to vomit blood again.