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

"If you still have the last shred of affection for me, then...be a wise king."

Xiao Shao watched helplessly as Qing Yu finished speaking the last sentence, and then slowly fell to the ground.

Like a butterfly in winter that has lost the power to take its final flight.

He walked over tremblingly and hugged him, but he dared not put his hand on his pulse.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Jiu suddenly burst into laughter.

The laughter was earth-shattering, and the imperial guards rushed over after hearing the sound, but no one dared to take a step forward.

He looked at Xiao Shao who was holding Qingyu, and his voice burst out from between his teeth: "Once again, again, I put him in your hand perfectly, why did you break him?"

"Many times," Chen Jiu stared at Xiao Shao, or at the person in Xiao Shao's arms: "From Qingyu to Xia Lang, you have to rob me, I can't rob you, I admit it."

"But why didn't you treat him well?" Chen Jiu said, "Why?"

Xiao Shao lowered his head, unable to see his expression.

Chen Jiu didn't expect him to respond, but just glanced at the fire in Weiyang Palace, then jumped on his toes, and flew out: "Qingyu has you, he must be very lonely in there alone, I'm sure I'm going to go in with him."

Then he stepped into the flames with a smile under everyone's surprised eyes.

This kind of fire will eventually end up with no bones left, but Chen Jiu smiled as if relieved.

He also remembered that many years ago, on the original site of Weiyang Palace, there was a palace whose name he had forgotten. When he was young, he was playful, and accidentally hung his favorite bead flower on a tree with a slingshot, and quietly avoided the little eunuch. A man ran here and shook the big tree hard, trying to get the bead flower down.

But he is small and weak, no matter how he shakes, the big tree has no tendency to shake.

At this time, a boy in white clothes passed by the roadside with a stack of letters in his arms, and happened to see Chen Jiu who was frowning.

"Do you want to take down that pearl flower?"

The boy was expressionless, holding a book and asking Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu originally sneered at what a scholar who was thinner than him could do, but looking at the young man's cold eyes, he nodded in a strange way.

The young man took the slingshot from his waist, and regardless of his own image, he took out a few stones of suitable size from the ground.

Three volleys were fired, and the bead flower fell in response to the sound. The young man took a step forward and caught it in his hand.

The boy handed the bead flower to Chen Jiu.

"Don't tell others that I know martial arts." A sly smile appeared on the boy's indifferent face, which made his whole temperament lively: "This is our secret."

At the moment when Li Huo jumped into the body, Chen Jiu didn't know why, but what appeared in his eyes was Qing Yu's smiling face, which overlapped with Xia Lang's behind him.

Why... At that time, I didn't find out?

Xiao Huaiyu had never seen his father look like this.

Even when his father passed away last time, he still retained his last sense of reason, and finally dealt with Qing Yu's funeral calmly.

But this time, Xiao Huaiyu looked at Xiao Shao's blood-red eyes, thinking that this time it was really over.

Second time, again.

The same place, the same fire, but different people lying in it.

This time Qingyu was lying on her father's hand perfectly, but Xiao Huaiyu knew that her father's heart had already been buried in the flames along with that person.

"Father..." No one dared to step forward, only Xiao Huaiyu mustered up the courage to step forward, and stopped Xiao Shao from walking unconsciously into Weiyang Palace.

"Don't touch him."

The words that came out of Xiao Shao's mouth even had a hint of tenderness and lingering breath, but Xiao Huaiyu took a step back as if struck by lightning.

Because Xiao Shao drew out the soft sword at his waist and pointed it at his prince.

"Hush, keep your voice down," Xiao Shao pointed his sharp sword point at Xiao Huaiyu's throat, but his tone was lingering: "It's just that the effect of the medicine hasn't taken effect yet, and Qing Yu hasn't woken up yet."

After speaking, no one dared to look at him again, no matter it was Xiao Huaiyu or the palace servants kneeling outside.

Because they saw that the emperor's hair scattered behind his back was turning white inch by inch.

No one dared to speak out, only Xiao Shao's murmur could be heard in the huge palace.

"Qingyu... Xia Lang... I know, no, I don't know, I don't know you know...you know..." Xiao Shao hugged Qingyu's body, and became a little incoherent: "How can you... How can... I will treat you well... you trust me... Qingyu, can you trust me?"

Qing Yu lay in his arms silently, Xiao Shao's trembling hands tested his breath, silently.

But this time, there is no secret technique against the sky anymore.

He lost two people, all at once, but there was no chance of saving them.

Why not?why not?

"Where is Xiao Fangzi!" Xiao Shao suddenly threw the sword and stood up holding Qingyu in his arms: "Where is Xiao Fangzi?"

There must be a way, if you can reverse the first time this day, you can reverse the second time!

Xiao Fangzi rushed over from nowhere, said hoarsely: "Your Majesty, there is no other way."

He was also at fault, he never thought that what the body contained was actually his master.

"Master... little one, I'm sorry..." Xiao Fangzi suddenly picked up Xiao Shao's soft sword that fell on the ground with lightning speed, and stabbed him directly in the heart.

The speed was so fast that even Xiao Shao didn't react. When he came back to his senses, he could only see Xiao Fangzi's blood on the shoe.

He stared at the blood, but a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's nice of you one by one."

I can apologize with death and spend my life with him, but what about him?

Xiao Huaiyu lowered his eyes: "Royal Father, Father just said that."

Xiao Shao paused every word: "I know, I can't die."

Before Qingyu died, he hoped to see a peaceful and prosperous world. For this wish, he couldn't die.

"You can't either." He stared at Xiao Huaiyu, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in his voice: "You want to accompany me."

"If we die, no one will remember him."

Xiao Shao said softly.

This may not be understood by outsiders, but Xiao Huaiyu understood it all at once.

Only the two of us in this world will remember Sharon.

Qingyu is praised by thousands of people, but only the two of them will remember that there is a champion named Xia Lang.

He is not Qingyu, he has peach blossom eyes, he loves to laugh, he has a dream of revenge against the country, his family froze to death in that too cold winter.

Xiao Huaiyu was a little dazed, who exactly did he like?

Is it the father, or Sharan.

No, they are all the same person.

Finally Xiao Huaiyu couldn't take it anymore, a mouthful of blood gushed out and fell to the ground.

When I met him at the beginning of that year, when Xia Ran turned to look at him in the courtyard, the flowers in the courtyard were so bright.

He looked back at his father, only to find that he had turned gray overnight.

[Ding, the favorability of the target Xiao Shao is increased by one, the current favorability is one hundred, and the strategy is complete]

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I’m so sleepy, if there are any mistakes, I’ll fix it tomorrow, I’m sorry to keep everyone waiting, I plan to choose one of three people to write this world’s episode, Chen Jiu, Xiao Shao, Xiao Huaiyu, let’s see which one you want to see. The winter vacation is coming soon. I want to take advantage of the winter vacation to double-open. The pre-received article "Slag Gong, You Think Too Much" next door, if you are interested, go to bookmark ORZ

It's probably just a natural stupid person who did some (thought) very ordinary things, but was misunderstood by a group of scumbags and loved them to the death, and then the scumbags were scumbags. He wanted to come and make up for it, but found out, whoops , why are there so many men next to this person?

Anyway, it's just a sand sculpture story of scumbags fighting for the wind and being jealous and then being bullied!

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