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

Xiao Shao pushed open the door, Xia Lang was lying on the bed and dozed off, his face was pale and pale, and his purple lips were tightly pressed.

For a moment Xiao Shao didn't know if he was asleep or not, and closed the door gently, then stood beside Xia Lang's bed, looking at him.

Sensing his gaze, Xia Lang opened his eyes, saw that it was Xiao Shao, glanced at him and quickly turned his face away, not looking at him.

"You already know." It was an affirmative tone.

"I don't have the energy and mood to argue with you, so go." Xia Lang half closed his eyes, answering irrelevant questions.

"I..." Xiao Shao wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start: "Actually, I..."

Actually me what?

Didn't I mean to hurt you?

I didn't mean to kill you at all?

"You are Wangcai, right?"

"……Yes."

"It was you who led me to Weiyang Palace in the first place." Xia Lang's eyes were filled with desolation.

He's so stupid, why didn't he think that even if he was taken away, at least a corner away, there would be a sound, such a silent disappearance, besides the disappearance of the person, there is nothing else What about the possibility?

"En." Xiao Shao found that now he has no one to say except for admitting it.

"So you were the one who tempted me to be beaten by Concubine Chun, and then you came out to be a good person," Xia Lang said lightly, "Where is the prince? You arranged it?"

"……no."

Simultaneously with the answer was Sharon's chuckle.

Xiao Shao heard Xia Lang's chuckle, but suddenly became a little scared.

Looking at Xia Ran's eyes, he just felt that a basin of cold water was poured down from his head, and it was icy cold from head to toe.

As if he is not the emperor now, but a clumsy actor, Xia Ran's laughter seems to be a mockery of him putting so much effort into performing such a play.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Shao said, his voice hoarse than he imagined.

"I'm glad," Xia Lang looked into Xiao Shao's eyes and said softly, "Fortunately, I'm not a toy for you father and son."

"I—" Xia Lang's eyes were like sharp knives, and Xiao Shao's cold sweat dripped down drop by drop.

The last thousand words can only be turned into one sentence: "I never thought of taking your life."

For the first time, Xiao Shao felt that the language was so feeble, and it was funny and ridiculous to think about it.

Xia Lang suddenly remembered the way he desperately explained to Xiao Shao in the prison that day, how he was locked up innocently and how he longed for Xiao Shao to appear and listen to his explanation, the way he had the last hope for the original punishment, now thinking about it Think, it's ridiculous and sad.

That farce was originally planned by Xiao Shao, and as for the punishment, I'm afraid he was thinking too much. Xiao Shao didn't care about what kind of punishment would be used on such a young man like him. It's because—his blood is still useful.

It's ridiculous.

When Xia Lang was young, there used to be a clown from the Western Regions in the theater troupe. He wore funny clothes that they had never seen before. He was colorful, and a huge smiley expression was drawn on his face with oil paint. Together with the theater troupe, people who eat wine stop to watch, and then earn a few rewards.

Xia Lang had never seen the man take off the powdered face until one day, the people in that small place saw the clown's tricks too much, and insisted on the clown to wash off the powdered face, and allowed him to hang money.

The clown was stunned for a moment, and then he called hot water to wash off the paint on his face, revealing a tired face of a middle-aged man with vicissitudes. He didn't have a smile, but was replaced by vicissitudes and exhaustion that even wind and frost could not replace. His eyes were cloudy, without oil paint, and he could no longer squeeze out a bright smile that belonged to a clown.

Those people all felt that they were cheated, how could the clown look like this!It's not the same as what they imagined!The promised sling of money disappeared, replaced by rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves. Finally, the clown fled. Xia Ran stood on the second floor of their brothel, looked at him, and reminded himself of the fate of a poor actor.

Xia Lang suddenly remembered the day when Xiao Shao stood at the gate of the prison and watched him and Chen Jiu share life and death. At that time, what he thought in his heart was, how ridiculous are these two people?

There is also Wangcai, when he broke into Weiyang Palace alone for a servant who only met once, at that time, Xiao Shao sat on the high throne and listened to his plausible speeches for a servant who he dressed up on a whim Look, how much mockery should I feel in my heart?

Going back in time, the depression under the covers during the heavy snow that day, the promise made in the twilight in the morning, and then the first sentence: "The number one scholar has outstanding literary talent and profound knowledge, and he will be a pillar in the future." , Did Xiao Shao ever tell him half the truth again?

Sharon seemed to be the clown back then, who was put on the stage and played all the tricks, and now it's time for him to leave the stage.

The favor of the emperor, the lofty palace, and even the thousand-year-old ice that can heal wounds, and his own blood, all do not belong to him, but belong to another person.

But why do you feel a little unconvinced?thought Sharan.

"I never thought about dying," Xia Lang said calmly, "If I die, will I not be able to save Young Master Qingyu?"

Xiao Shao's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

"Don't worry, it's not necessary," Xia Lang only felt that his eyelids were heavy, even if he opened his eyelids completely to look at Xiao Shao, it was very difficult to talk to Xiao Shao: "As long as you tell me well, even if you agree to use my I will agree to exchange my life for Qingyu's."

He finally opened his eyes with the last bit of strength, and looked at Xiao Shao who was standing against the light in front of him blankly: "Your Majesty, you don't have to think of me as despicable, we little people also have our own strength of character, and... It was a bit bitter."

Xiao Shao suddenly felt that the palm he had just squeezed began to hurt again, and the pain was dense and dense, spreading from the palm of his hand to his whole body.

His subconscious words had a different meaning in Xia Lang's heart. Did he think that he didn't want him to die because of Qing Yu's life?

No, it's not.

not like this.

do you know? ... I regret it... I really regret it...

Qingyu can wait for three years, why can't he wait another three years?Wait for a while, and I will definitely find another good medicine...

Why couldn't I tell you calmly at that time?Why must you think that you will seek death, so you set up such a situation.

I regret it, before pretending to be Wangcai, before setting up this game, before taking your blood...

Before everything else, I regretted...

"I won't lie to you again," Xiao Shao looked at Xia Lang's purple lips, feeling extra pain in his heart: "I will tell you directly about anything in the future."

After Xia Lang finished saying that, he closed his eyes tiredly again, and replied, "Okay."

"You believe me...you believe me..."

"it is good."

"I will treat you well and never hurt you again."

"it is good."

"...Don't you want to show off your ambitions? How about I promise you Dali Temple Minister? No... If you want to be the prime minister, you can."

"it is good."

No matter what Xiao Shao said to Xia Lang, whether he could be a high-ranking official or a rich salary, or gold, silver and jewelry, Xia Lang didn't even lift his eyelids, but mechanically agreed.

Xiao Shao couldn't stand this kind of suffering any longer, a surge of anger rose from nowhere, and he took a step forward and grabbed Xia Lang's arm: "Speak to me well!"

In Xiao Shao's stormy tone, Xia Lang finally opened his eyes, looking at the angry Xiao Shao in front of him, he evoked a faint smile.

You can't take it anymore, can't you?

An emperor's guilt is only a little bit, and you can lie down in front of me and do the little half stick of incense, which is already your bottom line.

Xia Lang's smile, however, put Xiao Shao in a world of ice and snow, as if a sword had been stabbed in his stomach, he couldn't bear it, and finally took a step back.

Gritting his teeth, Xia Lang turned over from the bed, then knelt down at Xiao Shao's feet with a plop.

"Sir, please follow the imperial decree."

Xiao Shao stared closely at the person kneeling at his feet in front of him, but his feet seemed to be rooted, and he didn't dare to take a step forward at all.

[Ding, increase the favorability of the target by five, and the current favorability is ninety]

[Well...system, if I remind Xiao Shao again that I am Qingyu, what will happen to me? 】

[Host, you will lose your memory about Young Master Qingyu again! ] The system reminded: [If you lose your memory about Qingyu, Xiao Shao will definitely not believe you when you say you are Young Master Qingyu]

[It's okay,] Xia Lang said confidently [Don't we still have... another male supporting role? 】

After breaking up with Xiao Shao that day, nothing seemed to have changed.

Xia Lang didn't tell Xiao Shao that he had been dreaming for a long time, and there were many things in his dreams that he had never seen before. There were battlefields, deep palace courtyards, and people walking alone on the academy with a book in their arms. The boy in white has a servant who peeps at the boy through the sweeping gap.

Xiao Shao also didn't seem to tell anyone that Xia Lang already knew the truth, and he still pretended to be Xia Lang to take blood every day, and Xia Lang, since he knew that the blood was not for detoxification but for saving people, took the tonic It seems that he drank a little more diligently than before, but his complexion has looked better these days.

Xiao Shao never mentioned the matter of asking Xia Lang to move to Weiyang Palace again.

It was another day of silent blood drawing, Xiao Shao changed to a smaller jade bowl, Xia Lang wiped away the scarred arm automatically, did not hand it to Xiao Shao, but looked at it for a while, then shook his head and said: "It seems that there is no It's time to put a needle in."

His tone was calm, but Xiao Shao's heart tightened, and he whispered: "Give it to me."

Sharon stretched out his hand obediently.

Xiao Shao took a closer look at Xia Ran's arm, and there was really no place where he could insert a needle. He rubbed his hand on Xia Ran's arm for a long time, and finally chose a spot that had not healed. Pinhole, on top, and another needle.

"Ah." The moment the needle was stuck involved the wound that had just healed before, Xia Lang hadn't cried out when taking blood for a long time, but today he couldn't help it again.

Seeing the blood dripping out drop by drop, Xiao Shao said in a deep voice, "You can tell me what you want."

"If I want to enter the palace," Xia Lang tilted his head and looked at Xiao Shao innocently: "Your Majesty, are you willing?"

"I..." Xiao Shao bit her lip, not knowing what to say.

But a kind of joy secretly rose in my heart. Could it be that Xia Ran still likes him?

"If you want, it's not impossible." Qing Yu said, he didn't care.

"Does the emperor want to sit and enjoy the blessings of all people?" The mocking words suddenly rang in my ears: "Will Mr. Qingyu be willing?"

Thinking of Qingyu who was still lying in Weiyang Palace, Xiao Shao was suddenly speechless.

Xia Lang was almost laughed angrily by Xiao Shao: "I thought that the emperor is a dedicated person, but I didn't expect that you can't even be single-minded, so how dare I trust you?"

Such words resounded nakedly in Xiao Shao's ears, against which he seemed like an extremely vile villain.

He tried hard to prove that he was not such a person, but in the end he could only bring out Qingyu: "Qingyu...he...wouldn't mind..."

Xia Lang sneered: "Young Master Qingyu doesn't care, but I do. What I want is a couple for a lifetime."

How noble, Mr. Qingyu, but he can't do it.

"Mr. Qingyu, if you really agree with the emperor's words," Xia Lang's hand was still hanging down naturally, and the blood inside fell into the jade bowl drop by drop along the wrist: "I will doubt his feelings for you. It’s not really as deep as the rumors say.”

"Qingyu..." Xiao Shao hurriedly wanted to refute, saying that Qingyu was definitely not that kind of person.

At this time, a finger was staring at his lips again, but this time, it had a slightly bloody smell.

The jade bowl was already full, Xia Lang raised his hand, and the excess blood flowed back from his wrist to his fingers, but he ignored it.

"If not," Xia Lang touched Xiao Shao's lips lightly with his finger: "Then I wonder if the emperor has broken Young Master Qingyu's heart so much that he never dares to ask you any more. .”

"Just like... the minister."

After saying these words, Xia Lang felt uneasy for a while. Could these words mean too much?

He still has one last secret, and he doesn't intend to tell Xiao Shao.

He likes him.

Fortunately, Xiao Shao didn't know that he liked him, so he could barely deal with him.

If he knew...

If he knew... then if he still played with him like this, Sharon wouldn't know what he would do.

He has been having some strange dreams recently, which seem to be about Qing Yu and Xiao Shao's entanglement in the past, maybe his body is really gifted, and he can feel Qing Yu's soul.

Xia Lang was willing to resurrect Qing Yu, because even if the embarrassing relationship between the two of them was excluded, Xia Lang had to admit that Qing Yu was a good person, and his resurrection would help save the world.

It's just that I still look forward to it... If he was in Qingyu's position, would he do better?

Xiao Shao finally came back to his senses, and slowly removed Xia Lang's hand from his lips.

"You're right." Xiao Shao said.

What Sharan said makes sense, who is willing to share their partner with others?

As long as he thinks that someone will touch Qingyu, even if he just imagines it, he will go crazy with anger!

And how could Qingyu willingly agree to live in Weiyang Palace?

He was already sorry for Xia Lang, and he couldn't be sorry for Qingyu anymore.

"If there is a next life..."

"Then I will never meet you again." Xia Ran answered the words much faster than he said.

Xiao Shao couldn't say what he wanted to say at first, but in the end he could only twitch the corner of his mouth and forced a smile: "I hope you get what you want."

With that said, he picked up the jade bowl and walked out.

This time, he met an unexpected visitor at the door.

"Why are you here?" Xiao Shao frowned, looking at Xiao Huaiyu who was dressed in a white jade crown in front of him.

"This is Erchen's other courtyard, is it strange that Erchen appears here?" Xiao Huaiyu asked back.

"No, it's not surprising." Xiao Shao left this sentence and left with the bowl.

He didn't tell Xiao Huaiyu that the people inside are no longer the gentle and kind Xia Lang at that time.

However, the sins done by oneself will eventually be repaid by themselves.

Xiao Huaiyu has not seen Xia Lang for almost half a month, because he has done an important thing.

Holding the things in his hand, he was even a little excited, with a trace of nervousness, when he was about to open the door of the room, he saw Xiao Shao walking out from inside.

Xiao Huaiyu's face instantly became a little ugly, but Xiao Shao didn't say anything to him, and walked away directly.

Xiao Huaiyu paused, then pushed open the door.

Xia Lang was a little paler than when he saw him before. He was so thin that he was out of shape, and his hanging arms were densely covered with pinholes. Xiao Huaiyu was a little skeptical that Xia Lang could really pull out a bowl every day. blood?

Xia Ran closed his eyes, as if he didn't hear anyone coming.

Xiao Huaiyu walked up to Xia Lang quietly, and gently tried to push a strand of messy hair behind his ear, but with just a little force, the hair broke directly in his hands.

Xiao Huaiyu looked at the dry hair in his hands, and then recalled that day when he carried Xia Lang back from the prison, that long black hair like silk, he was in a daze.

Xia Lang also woke up because of this. Seeing that the person in front of him was not Xiao Shao, his expression relaxed, but when he saw that it was Xiao Huaiyu, his relaxed expression became tense again: "His Royal Highness? What are you doing here?" Xiao Huaiyu didn't answer, just spread He opened his clenched palms.

A jade pendant leaked out, emitting a radiant light. It can be seen that the jade material is excellent, but the workmanship is a bit rough, and the strokes of the long characters on it are sticky. If the old craftsman sees it, he must be heartbroken. Good jade.

"Do you like it?" Xiao Huaiyu's tone was filled with the excitement of a young man: "I made this for you with my own hands."

Xia Lang looked at the jade pendant in front of him, and was stunned: "Your Highness, what do you mean?"

"I'll put it on for you." Xiao Huaiyu didn't wait for Xia Lang's answer, and wanted to tie the jade pendant around Xia Lang's waist, but was suddenly stunned.

There is also a jade pendant on it.

Xiao Huaiyu's expression gradually turned cold, but he still said in a gentle tone: "May I untie this jade pendant for you?" As he spoke, he was about to reach out to untie the jade pendant that Xia Lang was wearing.

When his hand touched Xia Lang's waist, Xia Lang woke up like a dream, and pressed Xiao Huaiyu's hand with a hand full of pinholes: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Huaiyu was startled, and then suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have revealed his feelings to him yet.

Those phoenix eyes that somehow resembled Xiao Shao's were filled with tenderness: "Alang, I like you."

Xia Lang was in a trance for a while, what was Xiao Huaiyu talking about?

Thinking that Xia Lang didn't hear clearly, Xiao Huaiyu repeated it again.

"Alang, I like you," he pointed to the jade pendant on his hand: "This is the jade pendant I personally made for you, and it belongs to you alone."

He deliberately emphasized the end of the following sentence, emphasizing that sentence, you alone.

So Alang, throw away that other person's jade pendant, okay?

"His Royal Highness..." Xia Lang looked up at him with disbelief in his eyes: "Do you like me?"

"Yes."

"When did it start?"

Seeing that Xia Lang didn't refuse, but asked him when it started, Xiao Huaiyu's eyes flashed with joy, and he gently pulled Xia Lang who was lying on the bed into his arms, his movements were full of pity: " It started a long time ago."

"From the time when you and I were admiring flowers in the East Palace..." The prince is busy with affairs, how could he have time to drink tea and chat with a fifth-rank minister every day?Isn't it all willing?

"From the day when you looked back at me in the courtyard..." At that moment, he finally had a strong desire for something in his life.

He wants to belong to him.

"Or earlier..." Maybe it started with that chance encounter in the corner of the Weiyang Palace.

Xiao Huaiyu was full of liking and attachment to Xia Lang, but he didn't see Xia Lang's eyes that gradually turned cold.

"Enough." Xia Lang broke free from Xiao Huaiyu's embrace. Xiao Huaiyu didn't dare to use force, but he broke free easily: "Your Highness, I can't afford it."

Xiao Huaiyu looked into Xia Lang's eyes, which were full of coldness, with some doubts: "I didn't lie to you."

Everything I say comes from my heart.

"I can give you what my father can't give you."

"If you want to gallop across the desert, I will accompany you. If you want to be an official in the court and save the world for the country, I will depend on you. If you want a couple for a lifetime, I can give it to you." Xiao Huaiyu said: "I will never be like my father." Same."

"But you, like your father, lied to me."

Xia Lang was not intoxicated by such wonderful love words, his eyes were still faint.

Xiao Huaiyu's smile faltered, and with the last trace of luck, he asked, "Ah... Xia Lang...what did I lie to you?"

Xia Lang looked up at him: "When you were planning to send me to Weiyang Palace that day, I heard it."

These words completely awakened Xiao Huaiyu, and made him come out of the world of deep affection he had woven for himself.

He suddenly understood, and his heart was cold for a while. After all, Xia Ran knew what he tried so hard to cover up.

Just now the confident words of "I won't be like my father" still linger in my ears, now Xiao Huaiyu only hears his own voice which is difficult and obscure: "I..."

Xia Lang took the jade pendant from Xiao Huaiyu's hand, and could tell that the word "Lang" was engraved on it, and then saw the scars on Xiao Huaiyu's hands, and had to sigh, Xiao Huaiyu put his heart into it.

But no matter how hard you try, you can't make up for the betrayal that year.

"I don't know what role you played in this farce," Xia Lang said softly, "But all I know is that you can tell me the truth about the arson in Weiyang Palace."

Even if you just tell him secretly, you don't have to let him run around among the various ministers every day, and get their ridicule and contempt behind their backs, and be ridiculed like a fool without knowing it.

"I..." Xiao Huaiyu wanted to explain that he couldn't figure out Xiao Shao's thoughts at the time, so he kept silent to Xia Lang just like those ministers, but later, it was purely for his own private wish - I hope Xia Lang can Come to Donggong to see him every day.

But these words are now, no matter how they are said, they are already pale and weak.

There were tears in Xiao Huaiyu's eyes: "I'm sorry, Alang, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

He suddenly took Sharan's hand and slapped himself in the face: "Hit me, hit me, okay? I know I'm wrong, I'm a bastard, but I'm really—— "

"Xiao Huaiyu," Xia Lang slowly closed his eyes, and sighed softly, "I don't like you."

He suddenly remembered that the young man in front of him seemed to be younger than himself, and it was actually him who was too harsh on a young man.

Xiao Huaiyu's mother and concubine did not like Xiao Shao, so he must be struggling...

It's just that Xia Lang forgot that he was only two years older than Xiao Huaiyu.

Xiao Huaiyu's tears finally fell down in big ones.

"I'm sorry..." Xiao Huaiyu choked up and said, "I'm sorry..."

He could only say this sentence over and over again.

He thought that he was mature and strong enough, that he could stand up to the heavens, that he could...be like an adult and protect the people he likes.

But in the end he realized that he hadn't done anything.

[Ding, increase the favorability of the target by four, and the current favorability is 99]

"Don't cry," Xia Lang felt compassionate for the first time, and comforted him, "I don't blame you."

"I don't like you, and I don't like anyone... I am not your good match."

He stretched out his hand and gently hugged the weeping Xiao Huaiyu into his arms.

You are a prince, one person is under one person and above ten thousand people, you are still young, and there are still many things that you have not experienced.

You have everything, and you don’t lack anything. You just haven’t seen an existence like me, so you are fascinated. However, people like me... Qin Lou and Chu Guan grabbed a lot.

In order to save Qingyu who has been kind to you, I don't blame you, because I know that family affection should be able to override all emotions. If it were me, I would make the same decision.

I don't blame you, but I really don't like you.

You are still young, you will meet more beautiful scenery and better people, instead of liking me who don’t know how long I can live, and even promised to be a couple for a lifetime.

Some words subconsciously murmured: "Xiao Yu, don't cry... I'll buy you cotton candy..."

Xiao Huaiyu suddenly raised his head from Xia Lang's arms: "What did you say!"

How could he call him Xiaoyu? How would he know that he wanted to buy him cotton candy?

This was during the war, when he was young, what Qing Yu would say to him, besides Qing Yu, even Xiao Shao probably didn't know it!

Xia Lang looked into Xiao Huaiyu's shocked eyes, and before he could say anything, he heard an alarm in his head.

【alarm!alarm!The host exposed himself as Qing Yu in front of the target, and was about to erase Qing Yu's memory!Qingyu's memory is about to be erased! 】

The mechanical sound of the system pierced Xia Lang's mind, and Xia Lang only felt that his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.

Grass mud horse, why is Xiao Shao outside at this time!

He finally wanted to use the "Halo of Loving Father", but Xiao Shao was outside?

"Father... Alang!!!!!!!" Xiao Huaiyu screamed, watching Xia Lang slowly slipping from his hand like a kite with a broken string.

The door rang suddenly, Xiao Shao walked in at some point, and hugged Xia Ran.

"I'll send him to see the imperial doctor."

[Fucking Xiao Shao! 】Sharan gritted his teeth in a coma 【You let me finish the strategy at any rate, let's talk about it! 】

Now that Qingyu's memory is gone, Xiao Huaiyu has only one last point left, which is almost killing her obsessive-compulsive disorder!

That being the case, don't blame him for being cruel...

Xiao Shao didn't know why, but suddenly wandered back to the other courtyard.

He wanted to hear what Xiao Huaiyu was saying to Xia Lang.

Then he heard Xiao Huaiyu's swearing confession. He promised Xia Lang that he would be a couple for the rest of his life, and he would never be like his father.

And his father was just across the wall, slowly closing his eyes, covering up the hesitation and sadness in his heart.

When hearing Xia Lang's refusal, Xiao Shao was secretly happy, but when he heard the last sentence, I don't like anyone, Xiao Shao was stunned again.

Xiao Yu blurted out the last sentence, Xiao Shao couldn't restrain his impulse anymore, broke in, and hugged Xia Lang under Xiao Huaiyu's shocked gaze.

When Xia Lang woke up again, he was in Weiyang Palace.

With a familiar atmosphere around him again, Xia Lang frowned in disgust: "It's you."

"Your emotions shouldn't be fluctuated too much," Xiao Shao said lightly, "I've ordered that Xiao Huaiyu not be allowed to see you."

Xia Ran was angry, but felt that it was meaningless to be angry with this scumbag, and finally closed his eyes and did not speak.

Xiao Shao originally wanted to ask Xia Lang what he wanted to eat, but suddenly the little eunuch rushed in: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, Young Master Qingyu is awake!"

Xiao Shao was shocked when he heard the words, turned around and left, but said in a low voice: "Look at this place."

The dark guards came after hearing the sound and blocked the water around here.

It is impossible for Xiao Huaiyu to approach here.

Sharon closed his eyes, but his mind was on other things.

The current approach has exceeded his original plan. He originally thought that Xiao Huaiyu would succeed in the strategy soon, and it would not matter if he temporarily lost Qingyu's memory. Lost Qingyu's memory.

A burst of drowsiness struck, and Xia Lang knew that it was a warning from the system. His falling asleep this time was equivalent to a memory clearing device of the system.

Can't sleep, Xia Ran thought, once he fell asleep, he would forget everything.

But another body was calling him.

In the end, Xia Lang still couldn't hold on, and slowly fell asleep.

On the other side, Qing Yu opened her eyes.

"A Shao?" Qing Yu looked at the unfamiliar environment in front of her: "Why are you here? Didn't you go to another palace with Concubine Chun?"

"I—" Xiao Shao was at a loss for words, he knew that Qing Yu's memory had almost completely recovered, and it was already stuck in the time when he and Concubine Chun went to another palace.

"I heard that you have something to do, so I rushed back early." He could only receive it like this, and showed a gentle smile by the way.

Qingyu didn't show excessive joy or excitement, he propped himself up beside the bed and sat up: "Since you're here, let's discuss the snow disaster this year, Jiangnan has always been rich, but It doesn't mean you can survive this winter..."

He talked to himself, and even wanted to get out of bed to find a memorial, but was suddenly supported by Xiao Shao.

"What did you say?" Xiao Shao said in shock: "What snow trouble?"

When Qing Yu died, it was obviously midsummer, and the sky was dry, so the fire burned so fiercely. How could there be any snow trouble?

"Are you really not paying attention to even a little bit of national affairs?" Qing Yu glanced at him: "This year, most of the early rice on the south side of the Yangtze River has been frozen to death, and countless people have starved to death. If the people in the south of the Yangtze River are displaced this time, then It is not conducive to my stability."

Xiao Shao couldn't believe it: "How do you know this?"

Qing Yu has been dead for three years and has been lying in Weiyang Palace, how could she know about Jiang Nanxue's illness.

Qing Yu really felt that there was something wrong with Xiao Shao, so she got up and knocked off his arm, then walked to the case table, and looked at the minister's memorial to herself.

Because of Qing Yu and Xia Lang's affairs, Xiao Shao has not been to court for a long time, and there is a backlog of memorials, and he has made up his mind to be a foolish king.

"Grain should not be released, but grain should be "borrowed" from the common people," Qing Yu replied in a memorial to a minister: "If the common people are in need, they can ask the government to borrow grain on credit based on their household registration, and then use it at a low price this autumn. Return the price."

These words...why do they sound so familiar?

Xiao Shao seemed to have returned to the court that day, and the plausible remarks made by the bright-eyed young man amazed everyone.

"...Supreme goodness is no goodness, Ah Shao, are you right?"

Qing Yu raised her eyes from the memorial and looked at Xiao Shao who was still in place in shock.

Xiao Shao only felt anxious in his throat: "Who are you?"

Are you Qingyu?Or Sharan?

Could it be that there was a problem with the secret technique?

"What are you talking about?" Qing Yu glanced at Xiao Shao inexplicably: "Of course I am..."

Before he finished speaking, his neck tilted and he fell limply on the desk.

Xiao Shao knew that the effect of the medicine had arrived.

There is still more than half a month before Qing Yu can fully wake up.

But this kind of cognition did not make him feel more at ease, his heart was beating like a drum, thinking about Qingyu's appearance just now.

Is it just a memory exchange, or is it just that someone told Qing Yuxue about her illness?

Qingyu... who are you?

"Who am I?" Xia Lang's eyes were all blank, he looked at the maidservant with low eyebrows in front of him, his eyes were full of doubts: "Where is this place, why am I here?"

The maid's hand holding the medicine bowl for him was trembling, who is the young master... they dare not answer.

Is it Zhuangyuanlang?Is it a medicine primer?Or the emperor's beloved?

Since entering the Weiyang Palace, the son has been sleeping for a long time every day. The emperor has been guarding outside for so many days, but he has never stepped into the inner hall except when taking blood.

From what they saw, it was impossible for the emperor to have no heart for the young master.

It's just that no matter how much he cares, he doesn't have the same care as the one lying in the main hall, so the daily bowl of blood has never stopped.

There were no more needle holes on Xia Lang's arm, so Xiao Shao shifted his target to his leg.

Gently rolled up the trousers, with a pair of haggard legs, and the appearance when they met at the beginning of the year when they knelt on the ground forcefully and shouted my emperor is good, they are completely different.

Xiao Shao's needle almost missed the mark.

From then on, he never stepped into Weiyang Palace for no reason.

It's just that the servants who are serving now tell him that Xia Lang is crazy.

He doesn't even remember who he is.

At that time, he still thought about asking Xia Lang what he meant by the words he said to Xiao Huaiyu that day, but now, he couldn't do it anymore.

Because Sharon even forgot who he was.

Sharon's pulse was getting weaker and weaker, and in the last three days, it had reached the point where it was inaudible.

Xiao Fangzi who rushed over after hearing the news felt his pulse and shook his head.

"He is like this, and there is a risk of failing at any time."

"Then... Mister, how should I save him?" Xiao Shao stood aside, trembling slightly.

"Save him?" Xiao Fangzi looked at Xiao Shao strangely: "Why do you want to save him? It's still three days away, and you can hang your breath with ginseng soup. Isn't it all right if you don't die?"

He only has his master in his heart, and the life and death of other people has nothing to do with him.

"I... owe him a lot, and I still want to save his life as much as possible." Xiao Shao closed his eyes, concealing the extremely bitter look in his eyes.

"I'm not a doctor," Xiao Fangzi said angrily, "I just happened to master that secret technique. If you want to find a doctor, go to the imperial doctor."

"But..." It's not that Xiao Shao didn't invite the imperial doctor to see him. They all said that Xia Lang had reached the end of the day, and it was a miracle that he could survive until now.

"If we talk about a solution, there is only one solution that is not a solution," Xiao Fangzi looked at her so thin that his peach blossom eyes were especially pale.