The hero ran away with the scum [Quick Transmigration]

King Ning sat cross-legged on the futon, the mountain wind swept in, wrapped in a chilly chill, the cold Zhu Yi subconsciously wrapped up the white fox cloak around his body, but King Ning, who was only wearing a white robe, remained motionless, like a man on a cliff. Green pine, not disturbed by half.

Zhu Yijun's eyes fixed on King Ning darkened, this man is really not afraid of the cold!

He just looked at King Ning like this until the old monk finished today's lecture, and the other party never looked back.

Xueshuang finally found her lord, the joy on her face hadn't spread yet, she saw her lord walking up to the old monk, the old monk said something humbly, looking like he was going to go to the inner temple.

She stomped her feet anxiously, pulled Zhu Yijun and said anxiously: "Girl, female pilgrims are not allowed to visit the inner courtyard of the temple, let's stop the prince quickly."

Zhu Yijun pursed his lips, thinking that if King Ning really wanted to become a monk, he would have been ordained a long time ago, so why give them a chance to find him?

He murmured in his heart, but his footsteps followed Xueshuang to catch up.

But someone is faster than them!

The old monk gained a reputation as an eminent monk, and countless noble wives admired him.

Now that the class is over, many wives send domestic servants to invite the old monk to discuss the scriptures to clarify their doubts.

The domestic servant blocked the way of the two of them, Xueshuang breathed a sigh of relief, just about to give birth to call her lord, but saw her lord glanced at her calmly, then greeted the old monk, left the crowd alone, walked in Inner Temple, "Girl..."

Zhu Yijun was about to cry when he heard Xueshuang, and he felt that Xueshuang had cared for him for many days, so he said, "You come with me."

After finishing speaking, he took Xueshuang out of Lingqing Temple, went straight to a high wall, raised his head to measure the height, and estimated Xueshuang's weight in his heart, then immediately took Xueshuang's collar and stepped on it. Standing on tiptoe, stepping on the tree pole by the wall, flying up to the top of the wall, and then leaping into the temple.

Xueshuang opened her mouth wide, wanting to say something, Zhu Yijun quickly covered her mouth, leaned against the wall exhaustedly, while observing the situation in the temple, said in a low voice: "If you want to see your prince, please keep quiet."

Hearing this, Xueshuang quickly raised her hand to cover Zhu Yijun's back, covering her mouth.

Seeing this, Zhu Yijun withdrew his hand, leaned against the wall with a pale face, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "The inner temple is huge and there are many monks. The goal between you and me is too obvious. Let's look for it separately. Go to the right, I'll go to the left, as for whether I can persuade your prince to return, I can't guarantee it."

Zhu Yijun told her to be careful, and agreed to meet here in half an hour, and left first.

As soon as he was out of Xueshuang's sight, he quickly walked towards the monastery's hut.

Liaofang is a wing room for laymen to live and pilgrims to rest, divided into men and women.

The men's huts are near the inner courtyard, while the women's huts are in the outer courtyard.

At this time, most of the pilgrims and laymen were in the outer courtyard, and there were few people in the hut. On the one hand, he needed to deal with the open wound, and on the other hand, he wanted to see if he could wait for King Ning here.

He casually pushed aside a squatter room. The squatter room was furnished very simply. There were tables, chairs and benches in the middle, and a wooden bed for resting against the wall on the right. He looked at the wooden bed with a slight frown. The neatly folded quilt The door that was pushed open was actually occupied?

He withdrew his gaze and was about to exit, but when he turned around, his body crashed into a soft wall.

He trembled in his heart, subconsciously stroked the soft sword at his waist, and was about to kill someone, when he heard the person above his head speak——

"Young lady, how can I be a thief?!"

There is no emotion in the cold voice, but if you savor it carefully, there seems to be a deep meaning of joke in the words.

Zhu Yijun raised his head suddenly, and looked directly into the eyes of the person who came up, but when he saw that the person was wearing familiar white clothes, his expression was as indifferent as ever, so indifferent that it seemed that the words just now did not come from him.

Zhu Yijun looked at King Ning's face, and his heart froze. What kind of fate is this?

The hut that was randomly pushed away turned out to be the person he... and Xueshuang were looking for?

Seeing him staring at him in a daze, Ning Zhi lightly pushed away the person who was "throwing him into his arms", walked to the wooden table and sat down, took out two cups, filled them up one by one, pushed one of the cups to the opposite side, and sat down. Gu Zi picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

Seeing his actions, Zhu Yijun stepped forward and sat opposite Ning Zhi, frowned slightly and clenched the warm cup tightly, his eyes fell on the other's slender fingers, hesitantly said: "Yes, it's your housekeeper He Xue. Miss Shuang told me to come and look for you."

Ning Zhi gave an 'hmm', took another sip of tea, and said for a long time, "Did you bring any wound medicine?"

"Huh?" Zhu Yijun raised his head and looked at Ning Zhi puzzled.

"Can't you smell such a strong smell of blood?" After finishing speaking, he put down his teacup and stood up, "I'll go get you some medicine, did that girl Xueshuang come in too?"

Rather than using an affirmative sentence, there is no need for Zhu Yijun to answer.

He walked out of the hut, closed the door, and when he came to the inner temple, he heard a woman crying at the end of the corridor.

"I'm here to look for our young master, you bunch of bald donkeys, return my young master to me, woo woo woo, I won't go, if you don't give me back your young master, I won't leave..."

Ning Zhi's eyebrows twitched, and he raised his forehead and looked at the group of monks who were helpless with Xueshuang who was sitting on the ground and hugging his knees looking for the young master. He said helplessly, "Xueshuang, what is your etiquette? ?”

As soon as Xueshuang heard her lord's voice, she even raised her head, wiped her tears and choked with sobs: "My lord, my servant lost the girl..."

Seeing that Lay Ning was acquainted with the girl who broke into the Buddhist inner courtyard, the monks, who were helpless with Xueshuang, persuaded him a few words, to the effect that the inner temple was not convenient for female pilgrims to enter, and asked him to deal with the matter quickly.

Ning Zhi nodded in response.

It was inconvenient for him to bring Xueshuang into the man's dormitory, so he took him to the gazebo outside the temple. Before he could speak, Xueshuang knelt down on the ground, pulled his long sleeve and choked up, "My lord—"

"You get up first!"

"No!" Xueshuang knelt on the ground stubbornly, "I know that I am guilty, you can punish this servant any way you want, but please go back to the mansion with me, otherwise..."

When she said this, she gritted her teeth and said with a straight neck: "Otherwise, the servant will not be able to kneel!"

Ning Zhi laughed angrily at her, "Get up, this is an order!"

Xueshuang is a pure ancient man who came from a highly hierarchical imperial palace, and her orders to her master are engraved in her bones.

She didn't dare to disobey Ning Zhi's order, so she stood up reluctantly, wanting to continue persuading her, but Ning Zhi directly interrupted what she wanted to say, "Don't act rashly next time!"

"But my lord, the girl is still here..."

"Wait here!"

Ning Zhi asked the monk for the wound medicine, and when he returned to the dormitory, Zhu Yijun was still there. He put the wound medicine on the wooden table, looked at Zhu Yijun with an unclear expression, "Treat the wound first, and I will send you out later."

"Where's Miss Xueshuang?"

"She's in the gazebo outside the temple." After he finished speaking, he turned around to avoid suspicion, and walked towards the door. Unexpectedly, the door closed with a bang without wind——

"What do you mean?" Ning Zhi asked without turning his head.

"It's just that there are some things I can't figure out and want to ask you." Zhu Yijun withdrew his hand, got up and walked forward, blocking Ning Zhi on the door panel, and began to look at him with a pair of sharp eyes from top to bottom. The person is still the same person, with the same face, The same body shape, but the temperament and behavior are completely different. How can a person who has been on the verge of life and death change so completely?

He met Ning Zhi's gaze directly, as if he wanted to penetrate the other party's eyes straight into the other's soul. After a long time, he suddenly said: "There is such an interesting story in Zhigua Zatan. It said that a farmer lost his footing and drowned. , the family reluctantly handled the funeral for him, but that night, the other party broke out of the coffin and came back to life."

When it came to "resurrecting from death", he keenly noticed a flash of thought in King Ning's eyes, and he continued calmly: "The family asked why, and the other party claimed that he had gone to the palace of the king of hell, and the king of hell said he Before the end of his lifespan, he was sent back to his life, and the family members were overjoyed. However, what the family did not expect was that the son who came back from the dead changed his personality drastically. The literati of poetry and writing, the other party explained to his family that in order to make up for the mistake of hooking his soul, the King of Hades would sleep every night and teach him knowledge. ..."

After listening to him quietly, Ning Zhi asked, "What do you want to say?"

"What do I want to say..." Zhu Yijun smiled sweetly, his already outstanding appearance was like the delicate and beautiful peach blossoms on the mountain behind the temple in his smile, the beauty is breathtaking.

Zhu Yijun is well aware of the shock brought by his appearance, but the other party has no fluctuations at all. He suppressed his smile and said meaningfully: "I just think this is very interesting, and I want to share it with you." Then, He opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.

After Ning Zhi left, he touched his face and murmured: "Could it be that this ghost who took King Ning's body was really a monk in his previous life?" Otherwise, how could he resist his beauty?

Zhu Yijun's suspicion is not without reason.

King Ning had a year-long grievance with Brother Ning, and Brother Ning often came to him to complain about King Ning. For the sake of Brother Ning, he learned about King Ning.It can be said that he knows who King Ning is, and he can even confidently say that even the queen mother and the emperor in the palace may not necessarily know King Ning better than him.

A person who has no real power, is ignorant, has no airs, and only bullies others sees through the world overnight...

Although there was a precedent for seeing through the red dust overnight, but this matter fell on King Ning, why didn't he believe it?

And King Ning...not only did he see through the world of mortals, but he also learned the Four Books and Five Classics that students had studied hard for decades in just a few months.

Zhu Yijun didn't think about lonely souls and wild ghosts before, but he just felt that the theory of ghosts was too vague.

Now that the facts were placed in front of him, he had no choice but to think this way, and the other party didn't seem to deliberately cover it up.

Zhu Yijun thought of the other party's abstinent appearance, if he got infected... for some reason, his heart would suddenly become agitated.

He simply treated the wounds on his body, then took out the veil from his cuffs to cover himself, pushed open the door and waited at the door was a man whose face was so ordinary that he couldn't find it when thrown into the crowd, the man said: "by the master's order , send the girl back home."

"No need." Zhu Yijun raised his eyes and looked around the yard, but he didn't see King Ning's figure. He couldn't tell if he was disappointed, but he just looked back a few more times.

When he climbed over the wall and came out, the hidden guard who had been ordered followed behind him.

I didn't know what to think about my panicked heart, and it became clear again.

He found Xueshuang in the gazebo. Xueshuang was not in a high mood, and she drooped her head. When she saw him, a light shot out of her eyes, but when she saw no one behind him, her clear eyes suddenly dimmed. He muffled: "Girl, let's go back."

Zhu Yijun quite likes Miss Xueshuang. This girl is polite and sensible. A few days ago, when he inquired about King Ning, Miss Xueshuang knew everything. No problem, "Your lord said that he will only stay at Lingqing Temple for a few days, and he will return to his residence soon."

"Girl, did the prince say it himself?"

"..." That King Ning cherishes his words like gold, how could he say such a thing, but seeing Miss Xueshuang's expectant eyes, he said with relief: "He said it." If Wang Ruo hasn't returned to the mansion, he can directly take him back from the temple, which can be regarded as the care of Miss Xueshuang for many days.

Xueshuang took Zhu Yijun's words seriously and brought them back to the mansion.

The old housekeeper's uneasy heart finally fell to the ground, looking at Zhu Yijun's eyes became softer and softer, which made Zhu Yijun feel a little bit guilty.

In the evening, the butler personally brought Dr. Zhang to feel Zhu Yijun's pulse.

The 'drunk beauty' in Huo Yijun's body is the secret medicine of the previous dynasty. I have never seen the secret recipe, so it is difficult to find it from the pulse. Physician Zhang is superb in medicine, and he can tell something is wrong, but because I have never seen the 'drunk beauty', I put it The vision was told to Xueshuang, and then to Ningzhi from Xueshuang's mouth.

Ning Zhi already knew about Zhu Yijun's physical condition, so he didn't ask any further questions.

Xueshuang was just a servant, and her main responsibility was to take care of Zhu Yijun, so naturally she would not talk too much, which made Zhu Yijun think that Doctor Zhang didn't see the abnormality in his body, so he calmly put his hand on the pulse pillow.

Doctor Zhang took the pulse as usual, gave some instructions, and wrote a prescription for Xueshuang.

Seeing that Zhu Yijun was losing weight, the butler stepped forward and asked the imperial physician, "Maybe the girl's body can be a great tonic?"

"This..." Imperial Physician Zhang hesitated for a moment, and said: "It is said that she has a weak body and pulse, so she should not be able to bear the tonic, but I smell the fragrance of many precious medicinal materials on the girl, so let me go back and study it. At that time, I will write a tonic prescription for Miss Xueshuang, but..."

Physician Zhang seemed to have thought of something, and said: "Miss, this pulse is somewhat familiar, but I just don't remember where I read it, that's all, I am old and useless, I will go back and look for medical books."

Upon hearing this, the butler quickly asked him if there were enough medical books, and if not, he could send someone to look for them.

The two of them walked out of the inner hall while talking.

After a while, the butler turned around and came back again. He stood politely outside the screen and asked, "What do you want to eat, Miss? Are there any taboos?"

Zhu Yijun was still reminiscing about what Dr. Zhang said.

When the late emperor learned that the baby girl from the vision had died, he was particularly unwilling, so he sent imperial physicians to diagnose and treat him. I also felt that it was impossible for a person with a vision from the sky to fall on such a baby, so I gave up.

But now, listening to what Doctor Zhang said, it seems that he also took his own pulse back then?

He thought a little far, but it was the servant girl beside him who reminded him that he came back to his senses and said with guilt: "Little girl eats light food every day, and she has no taboos."

The housekeeper asked him some daily preferences before leaving.

At noon the next day, after he had taken his medicine, a servant brought several bolts of satin fabrics of different colors for him to choose the color he liked, and an embroiderer came to measure his figure.

He knew the reason for the change in the housekeeper's attitude, and felt a little bit guilty, so he wanted to refuse, but Xueshuang said: "The girl said that our prince is only staying for a few days, but the servant girl knows in her heart that if it wasn't for the girl, the prince said he would stay here for a short time." I'm afraid it will become a long-term residence, so you can bear it with peace of mind, this is the housekeeper's grandfather's gratitude to the girl."

It's not that the butler didn't send someone to look for his prince before, but the people he sent didn't even see the prince's face, and even the prince's personal eunuch Yuan Bao was driven back to the mansion the day before yesterday.

Zhu Yijun, who didn't know the inside story, reluctantly picked two pieces of light-colored cloth.

I thought it was over like this, but I didn't expect that in the afternoon, there were a lot of things brought by the servants. The whole bedroom changed a lot in just two days.

The commotion on Zhu Yijun's side was too loud, which alarmed the three young masters who lived in the backyard.

When Zhu Yijun heard the maid said that the three young masters sent the maids to send gifts, he was completely stunned...

What is a congratulatory gift?

It's a gift for congratulations.

He is an outsider who is borrowing to recuperate from his injuries, and his injuries are still not healed, what kind of congratulations do he need?

Although Zhu Yijun's status outside is a woman, it doesn't mean that he was brought up according to the upbringing of a lady from a family.

Because his parents knew his identity, the teacher invited for him in private was a great Confucian who was hidden from the world, and even this martial art was taught by a famous master, so he naturally didn't know that this gift was from the three little ones. Seeing that the housekeeper made too much noise, she thought that the palace was about to enter a newcomer, so she made friends with him in advance.

Xueshuang saw something, and felt that something was wrong, she hinted a few words to Zhu Yijun cryptically, Zhu Yijun suddenly realized that, together with King Ning's concubines, he was the prince's new love!

His face darkened, and he asked Xueshuang to return the things. After all this, his heart was still full of panic.

After thinking about it, he felt that it was all because of King Ning. As long as King Ning was brought back, the housekeeper would no longer be so enthusiastic about him, and Xueshuang would not stare at him because of the comforting words before. .

That night, he dismissed the maidservant who was on guard, put down his inexplicable expectations, dressed up meticulously, and then hurried to Lingqing Temple in a carriage.

……

Ning Zhi on the other end didn't know what was happening in the mansion. He finished his sutra discussion with the abbot master as usual, and when he returned to the room, before he opened the door, he was keenly aware that there was someone inside.

His hand that pushed the door paused for a moment, and the shadow guard who followed him did not move, which meant that the person coming was not in danger, and he was an acquaintance...

In the south of the Yangtze River, who can cross the high wall of the temple, dare to enter his room without greeting, and not be guarded by the hidden guards, who else is there except Zhu Yijun?

He sighed in his heart. He originally planned to wait for Zhu Yijun to recover from his injury before going back. After all, the reason why "Zhu Yijun" was forced to contact the King of Zhennan to rebel against him was solved as soon as he came, and Yijun's heart was also resolved. Rotten peach.

So he felt that there was no need for the two of them to meet under such circumstances, but Zhu Yijun couldn't stop him from coming to him once or twice.

Ning Zhi was about to open the door and go in, intending to make it clear to him that he didn't want to become a monk, but just came to the temple for a few days, and didn't want the door to be opened from the inside with a 'creak' sound. Under the moonlight, Zhu Yijun was wearing a veil, He raised his eyebrows and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Ning Zhi raised his eyebrows, "This time Xueshuang called you again?"

"No." Zhu Yijun took off his veil, walked in front of Ning Zhi, glanced at the hidden guards hiding outside, then grabbed Ning Zhi's sleeve, closed the door, and stored his inner strength in his palm, intending to use his palm as a blade , Put people down and fight back to the palace.

But he only raised his hand in the air, and he couldn't help worrying whether he would hurt King Ning.

With this hesitation, King Ning grabbed his wrist.

Ning Zhi held his wrist, frowned and said, "Miss, what do you mean?"

Zhu Yijun felt the remaining warmth on his wrist, turned his mind, raised his head, and said with a smile: "My lord, do you think I'm beautiful?"

"...Beauty is like a floating cloud to me. If you let your fish fall into the sky, and the moon is ashamed, in my eyes, it's just a bunch of pink skeletons." After finishing speaking, he shook off Zhu Yijun's hand, took out the clothes from the closet, and wrapped them in a bag. After packing it up, I left the hut without looking out.

Zhu Yijun: "..." This elm head!

Ning Zhi asked the dark guard to send Zhu Yijun back to the mansion, and he went to say hello to the abbot first, intending to go to Baihualou to find Wang Qingyuan, not wanting to wait for him to go down the mountain, but found Zhu Yijun stuck at the intersection with a carriage, with beautiful eyes resentful Stare at yourself.

"..."

Ning Zhi got into the carriage with a sullen face, followed by Zhu Yijun.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a little frozen.

Ning Zhi pondered for a while, and said: "Miss, you and I only met each other a few times, and you still receive my life-saving grace, is this how you repay me?"

In the darkness, Zhu Yijun said quietly: "It is precisely because of the grace of saving your life from your benefactor that the little girl can't let your benefactor become a monk."

"...I didn't say I wanted to become a monk."

"But the little girl is afraid that her benefactor will be impulsive at the moment and regret it in the future."

All right, whatever you say is what it is.

Ning Zhi didn't speak, but Zhu Yijun didn't want to let him go. He had never seen such a man who was not sentimental, and continued: "With my looks, there are few people who are not tempted, but benefactor actually said that beauty is to you. Fuyun, it’s the pink skull, etc., but benefactor thinks that the little girl is not good enough for you?”

"Who is worthy of Engong? When we first met, Engong said the third concubine in the family... the concubine?" He said the three concubines with extra emphasis.

Especially when he thought of the three concubines treating him as one of them, he panicked.

"Why don't you speak?"

"I was just thinking about one question." Ning Zhi savored the annoyance in his words carefully, and said lightly, "Are you angry because I am not moved by your beauty? Actually, you don't have to be like this, the world is not attracted by beauty Although there are not many men who are tempted, it is not that there are no, and besides, my ambition is not here—”

"Where is your ambition? Do you intend to become a monk?"

Ning Zhi glanced at him, the carriage was dim, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could tell from his words that the other party was in a bad mood.

He thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Miss, how is your injury?"

"Being taken good care of by your house, there is an eighty-nine out of ten that it will be better." Zhu Yijun is really not in a good mood, and anyone who is well-behaved is treated as a concubine will feel panicked.He has never discovered the deeper thoughts.

"Since that's the case, I'll order someone to notify your family when I return home. By the way, where is your family?"

"..." Now it was Zhu Yijun's turn to be silent.

"I see that you have the demeanor of everyone in your actions and actions, and you have good martial arts. I think your family is not low, but last time I saw you being chased and killed. It should be that you have encountered some troubles when you went out alone. Why don't you Let me tell you, I will send a message to your family, so that your family can rest assured."

"..."

"Why don't you talk? Is it because you are afraid that I will find you in the future?"

How did he answer this?

He hesitated for a moment, "It's not convenient to disclose."

"Then dare to ask Miss Fang's name?"

"...Jun, Junyi."

"Surname Jun?" Ning Zhi continued pretending not to know, "Junyi Junyi...Miss Jun's name sounds a little familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere, let me think about it..."

"The name taboo is bestowed by parents, how can the juniors discuss it easily?" Zhu Yijun was afraid that King Ning would guess his identity, so he explained anxiously: "Don't worry about the little girl's affairs, and when the injury recovers, she will leave on her own. go."

"Is that so..." In the darkness, Ning Zhi curled his lips and said meaningfully: "Has the lady ever heard that you should not do to others what you do not want?"

Zhu Yijun: "..."