Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

"Since you're here? Why are you in a hurry to leave?"

Xiao Shao's body stiffened, not knowing why he was discovered.

After countless thoughts flashed by, he flew down from the branch he had just stood on and pushed open the door of Sharan's room.

"who are you?"

"How do you know I'm there?"

Two questions were asked at the same time, but neither got an answer.

Xiao Shao knew that Xia Lang didn't have martial arts, so it was impossible to detect his breathing, but he discovered his existence.

"Shadow of the tree," Xia Lang coughed slightly, Xiao Shao opened the door when he came in, and a gust of cold wind came in: "I saw your shadow on the reflection of the window."

Xiao Shao was taken aback, he didn't expect that Xia Lang had such a strong power of observation.

He didn't even notice his own shadow, but he saw Sharon's...

Originally, he came out of the palace to Xia Lang's mansion at night with some playful intentions. He wanted to know whether he had scolded him or the pure imperial concubine behind his back. Seeing another side of him, he didn't expect , I just saw the scene where Sharon was taking a bath.

From outside the window, one can vaguely see Xia Ran's body line outlined on the window paper, the candle flames are faintly shadowed, and the ethereal lines are looming in the window shadow, only a slim figure can be seen.

Xiao Shao has to admit that this is a very attractive body, and thinking of Xia Lang's previous status as a young lady, it makes people want to profane.

Thinking that there was still a servant serving inside, Xiao Shao wished to jump down and disguise himself as a fortune, so he also went in, but he held back in the end.

"Since you can guess where I am, why don't you guess who I am." Xiao Shao didn't know why, but suddenly had a wicked taste of wanting to make things difficult for Xia Lang.

"My minister pays my respects to the emperor. I am sorry that my minister is sick, so it is not convenient for me to greet you." Xia Lang lay on the bed and said lazily.

Xiao Shao's playfulness froze on his face just now: "How do you know it's Zhen?"

Now that he was discovered, there was no need for him to hide his identity.

"I came to Beijing alone, and I have no relatives in the capital." The weather was too cold, Xia Lang didn't bother to stretch out his hands from the warm quilt, but turned his head sideways, revealing a pair of eyes from the quilt, and talked to Xiao Shao: " Apart from Concubine Chun, the only person in the capital who misses me is you, but if it is Concubine Chun, she probably came directly to take my life, and it is impossible to leave just by looking at me, so only you, Your Majesty."

What he said seemed to make sense, but it was actually nonsense, but he managed to scare Xiao Shao, and he looked at Xia Lang with a trace of complexity: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Entering Beijing Chunwei wrote Feihua Ling, which attracted his attention, trespassed in Weiyang Palace in the harem, and attracted the attention of the crown prince and pure imperial concubine, and gave him the same name as Mr. Qingyu, but there was no trace of Mr. Qingyu on him...

Xiao Shao also didn't understand what Xia Lang wanted to do.

"I said that I want to serve the country, serve the government and benefit the people, do you believe it?"

Xiao Shao shook his head subconsciously.

Xia Lang saw everything in his eyes and didn't refute, just smiled slightly: "Since I guessed your majesty's identity, can your majesty grant me a request?"

"What request?" Xiao Shao looked at Xia Lang in front of him. Because of his back injury, Xia Lang could only lie on the bed with his hair scattered on the bed, making him look lazy and charming.

"Your Majesty's actions remain unchanged. Can Your Majesty rub some medicine on me?"

"you really--"

"I know that I am very courageous," Xia Lang yawned, and said indifferently: "But the emperor doesn't seem to have any plans to take my life, so let me be more courageous." .”

Xiao Shao stared at Xia Lang for a long time, as if he wanted to stare him out, but Xia Lang didn't care, and let him look at his whole body.

After a while, Xiao Shao stepped back resignedly, and picked up the medicine bottle on the table.

"Don't move," he said, lifted the quilt, and put the medicine bottle aside, Xia Lang was shocked by the cold, and wanted to stretch out his hand to pull the quilt back, but Xiao Shao restrained his hand instead.

Xiao Shao dexterously untied Xia Lang's belt with his fingers, and soon exposed his entire back. Seeing Xia Lang shivering in the cold wind, his tone carried a hint of anger like a child: " You asked me to apply medicine for you."

"Your Majesty," Xia Lang's lips were drawn long, and there was a trace of disgust in his peach eyes: "You are deliberately taking revenge."

Xiao Shao said, "Where do I have it?" He said so, but he still stood up and closed the door.

Xia Lang lay there quietly, letting Xiao Shao's hand brush over his back, Xiao Shao lit the lamp, and only then could he see clearly that Xia Lang's back was crisscrossed with bruises, and it was still swollen. The blood streaked out, forming a stark contrast with Xia Lang's exposed white arm, making it even more shocking.

Xiao Shao suddenly regretted his actions today.

He did lure Xia Lang to Weiyang Palace on purpose. He just wanted to see what kind of sparks would develop between him and Concubine Chun, but he didn't expect that Concubine Chun would be so unreasonable that she would directly kill Xia Lang.

Xia Lang didn't feel the movement of the people above for a long time, and Xia Lang moved his body. He really felt that it was not good for Xiao Shao to visit with his back exposed in such a snowy day: "Did your majesty never see someone who has been beaten by a board?" It seems that the concubine Chun didn't use too many lynchings."

Pulled back to reality by Xia Lang's words, Xiao Shao finally moved, shaking his wrist lightly, and evenly sprinkled the medicine powder on Xia Lang's back.

Sharon felt the pain and made a tearing sound.

Xiao Shao didn't know if he was dazed, and suddenly said: "Qingyu...he never barks when he takes medicine."

"I'm not Mr. Qingyu," Xia Lang's tone was not calm: "Mr. Qingyu, is that still a human? That's a god! That's a fairy who doesn't care about the world!"

Amused by Xia Lang's tone, Xiao Shao said, "You don't seem to have a good impression of Qingyu."

"No," Xia Lang said, "Mr. Qingyu was born in a famous family, and he is a nobleman of a family. Naturally, he cannot be compared with those who came from a poor place like ours."

Xiao Shao didn't know what was wrong, for the first time in the past three years, he began to recall Qing Yu in front of outsiders: "Qing Yu, he looks cold and weak, but he doesn't seem to be in pain. , multiple injuries, he wants to be fine..."

He still remembered that one time before they came back from victory, Qingyu arranged the post-war affairs with a cold expression. It was only then that Xiao Shao realized that Qing Yu had been shot in the stomach by an arrow, and the blood had soaked through the underwear.

"Not being able to shout doesn't mean it won't hurt," Xia Lang looked at Xiao Shao's state of being lost in memory, and added lightly: "People like Mr. Qingyu, even if they don't say it hurts, naturally there are many people who will feel pain." Come and ask for his warmth, but little people like us, when we are in pain, we don’t have to scream more, so that we can ask those close to us to pay more attention to us.”

Xiao Shao paused when she sprayed the medicine, and tightly grasped the bed sheet with her left hand.

"It's not..." He found his voice was obscure and difficult: "Qingyu doesn't have many people who care about him."

At the beginning, when Qing Yu defected from the previous court with him, many of his subordinates doubted Qing Yu's purpose and did not believe him very much. Qing Yu was always alone, and no one was willing to sit down even to eat beside him.

Later, Qing Yu took the lead and rushed to the front line, and finally won everyone's trust, but at that time, everyone regarded Mr. Qing Yu as a god-like figure, and he could be viewed from a distance and not be played with. Qingyu is still alone...

Except for him, no one would care and would ask if Qing Yu was in pain.

But he didn't often notice whether Qingyu was injured...

"Although you two have the same name, you and Qingyu are not alike at all," Xiao Shao said, "Qingyu is always on top, as if he doesn't care about anything."

"Oh?" Xia Lang suddenly turned his head to look at Xiao Shao: "Your Majesty would say that? I thought that what Young Master Qingyu cared most about was you, Your Majesty."

Xiao Shao shook his hand, and a large ball of medicinal powder fell on Xia Lang's body. The painful Xia Lang yelled twice again: "Why do you think so?"

"Doesn't everyone know that?" Xia Lang said: "Young Master Qingyu was born in a famous family, talented and well-loved, so he couldn't think about it so he would accompany you at that time to start from the beginning, and finally copied your own home. ?”

Xiao Shao retorted: "He may be doing it for a great cause. After all, the previous dynasty was known to be stupid."

"Cut, how is it possible?" Xia Lang said disdainfully: "If I were Young Master Qingyu, if I didn't please His Majesty, why wouldn't I choose to reform this country from the inside out? It's much simpler? Leaving aside the original influence of the Xia family, I heard that the previous prince also liked Mr. Qingyu, didn't he?"

As soon as these words came out, the white jade bottle in Xiao Shao's hand shattered.

Xia Lang asked strangely: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Shao picked up the pieces on the ground one by one: "My hand slipped."

He never thought that an outsider could see things so clearly, but he was obsessed with it for so long, and he still felt that Qingyu didn't care about him...

He acted as if nothing had happened, and continued to exercise to let the medicine powder melt on Sharon's wound.

The medicine powder turned into a refreshing ointment, and Xia Lang narrowed his eyes comfortably.But soon, he found something was wrong - because Xiao Shao was smearing on the same place layer by layer, without taking other places into consideration at all.

"Your Majesty, it's already been painted..." He had to remind Xiao Shao, but Xiao Shao didn't seem to hear it.

Xia Lang couldn't take it anymore, so he could only grab Xiao Shao's hand behind his back: "Your Majesty, you have painted there."

Only then did Xiao Shao wake up like a dream, only to hear Xia Lang continue to say: "It seems that His Majesty is indeed very fond of Young Master Qingyu, even mentioning Young Master Qingyu's name can make His Majesty lose his mind."

Xiao Shao looked at her hand being held, and said with a low smile, "You all think so."

Everyone thinks that his kindness to Qing Yu is as great as a mountain, with countless rewards, and the golden house hides the beauty, but in fact?

The person in front of him was lying on the bed, the candlelight danced in his peach blossom eyes, reflecting Xia Ran's beauty a little more.

He is nothing like Qingyu, Xiao Shao thought.

But he didn't know why, but he found a little Qingyu feeling from him.

That was... a heart-pounding feeling.

[Ding, increase the target favorability by ten, and the current favorability is twenty]

While he was in a daze, he suddenly heard a knock at the door.

Wangxi who was sleeping next door, that is, Chen Jiu, heard Xia Lang's cry, came out of the servant's room, and asked, "My lord, do you need anything?"

"No, you can rest." Xia Lang glanced at Xiao Shao who was still in a daze, wishing to kick him under the bed.

Chen Jiu originally wanted to go back to rest directly after hearing the reply, but for some reason, she seemed to vaguely see two figures in the reflection of the window.

He took two steps more suspiciously: "My lord, do you really not need a little help?"

Xia Lang looked at Xiao Shao, who was still in a daze, and Chen Jiu, who was getting closer and closer, and his heart beat like a drum—if these two people were discovered by the other party, there would be no good fruit to eat!