Your Highness - Blooming

Chapter 10

When King Hao asked the Holy King to see Nan, he was lying on the couch in obscene clothes, without any covering on his body, and a bed of cotton wool fell on the steps under the couch.The two maids outside the palace didn't know where to hide.

King Hao walked forward quickly, picked up the cotton wool and patted off the dirt, covered Nan's body and called softly, "Zi Fu, Zi Fu, can you hear me?"

Nan slightly opened his eyes, thinking in a trance that the Holy King was sitting in front of him, he opened his mouth and said, "Holy Son, you are here." His voice was extremely weak.

Seeing that something was wrong with him, King Hao called out the door a few times, "Where's the waiter?" No one responded for a long time.He had no choice but to stand up and wanted to ask the Holy King to come over, but when he reached the door, he saw the Holy King also coming outside the hall. "Third brother, Zifu's situation is not good!" King Hao hurried out to greet him.

Upon hearing this, the Holy King walked in quickly, "What's going on?"

King Hao followed him to the couch and looked anxiously at Nandao: "I just came in and saw Zifu lying on the couch in obscene clothes, and there was no one waiting beside him..."

"Emperor Xuan, hurry up!" Sheng Wang reached out and touched Nan's forehead, his hands were burning hot, and immediately turned to the old eunuch and ordered: "Bring me those two bastards!"

The old eunuch got the order and ran out quickly.

King Hao wanted to go to the foot of the bed to tuck the cotton wool into Nan, but he accidentally tripped over the iron shackle. One of Nan's legs pulled out from the iron shackle was half resting on the side of the couch, and blood flowed out from the tie. It was just now that King Hao tripped over the iron shackles and pulled it, tearing the flesh and blood it held. "Third Brother! What is this?" King Hao turned his head to look at the Holy King in surprise.

Nan opened his eyes in pain and exclaimed, "Ah..." and passed out in the next second.

"Xian!" Before the Holy King came, he was anxious to talk to him, and he closed his eyes again.Only then did I look with the eyes of King Hao, the iron shackle on his foot had sunk into the flesh and merged with Nan's ankle, and the half-exposed calf was covered with dragon scales, and the blood that overflowed just now Being sucked by iron shackles bit by bit. "This! What's going on here?" The Holy King was also taken aback. He moved to his feet, lifted it up and looked carefully, and then moved up his trousers. The legs were all sucked out of blood.The Holy King immediately drew out his saber and slashed at the Soul Shackle, but his sword, which cut like iron, failed to hurt it at all. The Holy King slashed several times again, but there was no response.

"Sheng'er..." Nan Weiwei opened his eyes and saw the two people in front of him, and called softly.

"Xian!" Seeing Nan waking up, the Holy King dropped his sword and knelt down beside Nan, holding his hand tightly with tears in his eyes and calling out, "How are you? How are you doing? How did this happen? What the hell is going on? matter? What is this thing?"

"It's the soul lock..." Nan couldn't say much.

"Then how to untie it?" The Holy King held his sword and wanted to chop again.

"It's useless! Life and death will accompany you forever!" Nan Weiwei raised his hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes, stretched it to the face of the Holy King, and helped him wipe away the tears: "You should know that the emperor has no tears."

How could the holy king care about these things, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard.He asked again: "Then what will happen to you?!" Seeing that Nan was so weak, the Holy King finally couldn't help crying, hugged Nan's leg and murmured: "No, you won't die ...I won't let you die..."

"Your Highness Fourth..." Nan looked at King Hao who was standing aside in a daze. He must have been terrified by the scene in front of him.

When King Hao heard Nan calling himself, he came back to his senses, and followed the Holy King to lie down in front of the couch.Nan stretched out his hand to hold King Hao's hand, folded it on the back of the Holy King's hand and said, "Sheng'er is rebellious and needs your support."

King Hao looked at the Holy King with such a painful expression, just like when he lost Thirteen in the past.Then he stood up, cupped his hands like a salute to the south, and left. He forgot the agreement with Lie and went straight to the imperial mausoleum. "Thirteen, I'm back."

There are three major pains in life, you can't get what you want, you don't know what you want after you get it, and you don't know how to cherish it until you lose it.And his third brother wandered among the three for half his life.He doesn't want to be such a person, he just wants to live an ordinary life in this life.

At three quarters of the hour, seeing that King Hao hadn't come back, Lie was so anxious that he jumped like an ant on a hot pot.After leading the horse from the inn, he ran to the gate of the palace to inquire again, only then did he know that King Hao Shen Shimo had already left the palace.There was no other way, Lie had no choice but to go back to the General's Mansion.

"General." The steward had already been waiting at the door, and when he saw Lie returning on horseback, he stepped forward quickly and said, "My lord is waiting for you in the study."

"What's the matter?" Lie looked at the butler and asked hurriedly with a strange expression on his face.

"It seems that the portrait of the former king was found, and he didn't eat at night." The butler said, holding the rein in Lie's hand.

"..." Lie was startled, and only then remembered that the portrait he had retrieved from the Holy King had been randomly thrown in the painting and calligraphy jar.Quickly came to the study, gently opened the door.Zhu'er really looked at the unfinished portrait carefully. "Soo."

"The general is back." Zhu'er replied calmly without raising her head.

"..." This general again, Lie was speechless, silently standing in front of the desk and looking at him.He would rather Zhu'er yell at him hysterically as usual, rather than watch him indifferently ignore others, this will only make Lie feel that he may lose him at any time. "Uncle Wang said you haven't had dinner yet, why don't I ask the small kitchen to cook two of your favorite side dishes?"

"It's the second watch, don't bother the servants." Zhu'er finally closed the scroll and gently inserted it into the painting and calligraphy jar.Holding the crutch with one hand, he stood up slowly, looked up at Lie and said, "When my leg injury recovers, the general will let me go." He spoke extremely calmly, and there was no expression of reluctance on his face.

"Zhu'er..." Lie was surprised to find that now Zhu'er could stand up on crutches, and after hearing what he said just now, he watched him walk towards the back door of the study, and said anxiously: "That day you asked me if I was talking to you Confession, today I will answer you."

"No need, I don't want to hear it." Zhu'er didn't stop because of his words, but still walked forward.

"Zhu'er..." Lie quickly stepped forward and grabbed Zhu'er's arm, how could he stand up to such a pull, the crutch slipped and he almost fell over, Lie Yanji quickly took him into his arms. "Don't leave me! Don't leave me!" After speaking, Lie hugged him and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes.Thinking of him fighting on the battlefield, when did he shed a tear in his life as a soldier.

"...Don't pity me because of my legs!" Zhu'er leaned on Lie's chest and whispered.

Lie heard that he thought he treated him well because of his legs, so he couldn't help crying loudly anymore.He opened his mouth and said, "What do you mean? You don't recognize people when you lift your pants, right?!"

Zhu'er was startled and raised her head, only to find that General Tangtang Lie was crying because of him, and yelled so shamelessly.Seeing him crying louder and louder, he shamelessly accuses Zhu'er of being irresponsible, ruthless and ungrateful...

Zhu'er covered his mouth and said: "Don't cry, what is this? If you don't know, you might think I did something to you." Zhu'er thought that it was she who should cry at this time, right? Why did the villain file a complaint first?

"Then do you still want to go?" Lie stopped crying instantly, blinked his deer eyes, and asked innocently, holding Zhu'er's hand.

"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving..." Zhu'er frowned helplessly, seeing that he was about to open his mouth to cry at any time, so he comforted him.

"That won't work!" Lie Daheng carried Zhu'er back to the study, found paper, pen, ink and inkstone to arrange. "You have to write me a written statement. If you go back on your word, I will ask His Majesty to post a notice in the whole city to inform you that you will never end in chaos!" Looking at Zhu'er furiously, tears still flowed uncontrollably.

"Okay, it's up to you, everything is up to you!" Zhu'er had to obey him as if someone had grabbed her pigtail. "I really don't know who is being wronged now!" Zhu'er couldn't help feeling funny when she thought of the usually majestic general playing such a petty temper in the mansion.

"My Zhu'er loves me the most." Lie put his face in front of Zhu'er and smacked, and then he felt that it was not enough and moved forward...... (You understand.)

Hall of Xuanhe

The holy king stared at the imperial physician to diagnose and treat Nan. After a long time, the imperial physician turned around and shook his head at the holy king. "Get out!" The Holy King yelled hysterically as he pushed the imperial physician away from the couch.All the imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital have come for consultation, and this is the last imperial physician.

"Xian..." The Holy King knelt down on the side of the couch again with red eyes, took his hands and rubbed them on his cheeks.He knew that it would be useless to say more now.

"Sheng'er..." Nan Weiwei opened his eyes and looked at him and said, "I just dreamed about your childhood." Nan seemed much more energetic than Shen Shi, and talked more. "I dreamed that when you were 16 years old, you were drunk in my mansion, lying in front of the desk and said to me, 'My heart is pleasing to the virtuous, can you know?' Now I also want to say to you, 'My heart is pleasing to you , do you know?'" Nan stretched out his hand to help the Holy King wipe away his tears and said, "I really wanted to take you away back then, to see how the flat peach blossoms bloom."

After hearing this, the holy king had red eyes and couldn't answer anything, so he had to nod repeatedly in response.

"Sheng'er..." Nan gently stroked Shengwang's face, touched the cold golden mask with his fingertips and said, "I want to see your face."

"Okay." The Holy King replied with a crying voice, and reached out to take off the mask on his face. The scarlet burns occupied his right eye, but fortunately, the eyeball was not injured.

Nan slightly raised his head and approached the Holy King, stared at his eye area carefully, stretched out his hand and touched it lightly and asked, "It must be very painful, right?"

"It doesn't hurt." Compared with Nan, what is this little injury?

Nan leaned closer and gently pressed a kiss on his right eye. This kiss has been waiting for the Holy King for 28 years. Both parties have loved each other for 28 years and have not expressed their hearts. How many 28 years can there be in life?The Holy King only felt that the area around his eyes was hot, and he wanted to touch it, but he still dared not touch it, for fear of wiping away the warmth.Nanbang Shengwang lightly put on the blindfold and said, "Tomorrow I want to sit under the century-old peach tree in your imperial garden." As for whether there are hundred-year annual rings, it is not known.

"it is good."

"I still want to see Lie'er and Zhu'er." Nan only felt sleepy.

"Okay." The Holy King saw that he had slowly closed his eyes, stood up tremblingly with tears streaming down his face, and slowly pressed his ears to his chest. Fortunately, his heart was still beating.

"Sheng'er, don't be afraid!" Nan felt the person on his chest sobbing softly, and reached out to stroke his head.

At the hour of the next day, heavy snow fell in the sky.The maids and eunuchs who cleaned up the sanctuary saluted from afar when they saw the holy king.He was wearing the clothes he wore when he was young and crowned, a golden-rimmed prince's robe, and a white hollowed-out peach blossom border was exposed inside the robe.With a jade belt around his waist, he supported Nan's arm with one hand, and covered most of Nan's body with an oil-paper umbrella in the other.Nan Ze was wearing the official uniform that he taught everyone in the Imperial College, an ice blue gilt straight gown, and a belt of the same color inlaid with black and phoenix feather patterns around his waist. Looking from a distance, the two matched very well.It's a pity that there was a palace lady holding a group of iron shackles behind her, which was extremely at odds with the atmosphere.

The court lady had already set up the Grand Master's chair under the peach blossom tree, and a high-legged stove with a tripod pattern and a dragon was placed aside. The charcoal inside was burning red, and it looked extremely warm.Zhu'er and Lie rushed over early in the morning after receiving the order, and at the moment the two were talking happily in front of the stove.Seeing Sheng Wang leading Nan towards them, Lie immediately helped Zhu'er to go forward to salute.

"Go." After the holy king supported Nan to sit down, Nan raised his head and smiled and patted his hand to signal him to go to court.Sheng Wang was naturally worried, squatting beside Nan and staring at him for a long time. "Don't worry." Seeing that he was still reluctant to leave, Nan lowered his head and smiled at him.

"..." The old eunuch also hurried over, the Holy King had no choice but to stand up and leave slowly.

"Is sir already recovered?" Lie Dangri saw that he was so mad, he never thought that it was all fake. "This is the portrait you painted for His Majesty back then, and now it should be returned to its original owner." Lie handed the scroll in his hand to Nan, and looked back at Zhu'er with a smile. "Why is your Majesty chaining you?" Looking at the maid behind Nan holding a ball of iron chains, looking along the iron chains, it turned out to be tied to Nan's feet.It was only covered by the robe, and Lie didn't notice the strangeness on Nan's legs.

Nan put down the scroll and put it by his lap and said, "No problem." The two understatements easily diverted the attention of the two people in front of them. "Now the two of you have achieved the right result." Seeing Zhu'er blushing, Nan smiled and waved: "Zhu'er, come here and let me have a look."

Lie walked behind Zhuer and gently pushed his wheelchair in front of Nan. "Sir." Zhu'er called out.

"Okay, everything is fine." Nan held Zhu'er's hand, and quietly felt for Zhu'er's pulse with his index finger. Everything was stable.

The old eunuch helped the Holy King to the main hall, seeing his impatient look, he knew that he must be worried about Mr.The old eunuch glanced at the appearance of the holy king, and found that today seemed a little different from usual, but he couldn't tell what was different.Taking another sneak peek, through the leaking corner of the golden dragon-pattern mask, he suddenly found that the holy king's right eye was no longer marked with burns.

The Holy King also noticed the abnormality of the old eunuch today, so he stopped and asked sharply, "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty's eyes..." The old eunuch simply stared at his right eye carefully.

Hearing him talking about his eyes, the Holy King stretched out his hand to touch his right eye, and found that the exposed part was much smoother than before.After thinking about it, he said in surprise: "Not good!" He turned around and ran towards the imperial garden.

Nan put his hands on Zhu'er's knees and said, "You suffered a lot because of the Holy King, and I'm here to apologize to you on his behalf. I hope you don't hate him anymore..." Nan didn't wait for Zhu'er to answer. , and began to perform the operation to inject the last bit of spiritual power into Zhu'er's body.

Just as Zhu'er was about to answer, she felt waves of heat coming from her knees, which was very warm. "What are you doing, sir?" Zhu Er asked.

"Sir!" Lie stepped forward, trying to stop Nan.

Nan shook his head and smiled at him.A wave of spiritual power erupted from his body, forming a half sphere that enveloped him and Zhu'er.

"Xian!" The Holy King shouted while running, seeing the golden light emitting from Nan and Zhu'er's body, he knew that he must be performing a spell on Zhu'er's leg at this moment. "No!" The Holy King begged with tears.With a light touch on the soles of his feet, he flew to the front of the formation, and stretched out his hand to hold Nan, but was bounced away by that spiritual force, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he fell to his knees ten feet away. "Don't! Don't! Stop now..." The golden light disappeared after a while.

The holy king knelt down and climbed to Nan's legs, Nan looked down at the holy king with a smile, his body couldn't support anymore, he leaned back and slumped on the grand teacher's chair, the painting also rolled down from his legs and scattered The content on the scroll revealed that it was the scene where the Holy King held an umbrella for Nan just now, but the maid behind him was missing.Nan looked up and saw that the peach blossoms all over the tree were quietly blooming. He smiled softly and said: "Your Highness, the flowers are blooming..." However, only for a moment, the peach blossoms all withered like a flash in the pan, and Shi Shiran fell down.Everyone was stunned by the sight in front of them.

"May the butterflies and birds never enter the palace again." Nan slowly closed his eyes, his body gradually became transparent, and then turned into stars and auras and floated into the sky.

"Ah!!!" The Holy King's roar resounded inside and outside the palace walls.

When King Hao returned to the palace from the imperial mausoleum, he was lifeless all the way, and he was a little out of breath due to the depression.

"Fourth." The Holy King was sitting in the hall. He was not wearing a mask on his right eye at this time, and his scars had disappeared.A pair of crying swollen eyes are frighteningly red, holding a picture scroll in his hand.Seeing King Hao walking into the hall, he raised his hand feebly to beckon him over.

King Hao walked up the steps of the main hall and came to the side of the Holy King. The Holy King got up and rolled up the scroll, and took a small golden dragon mask from the table and presented it to King Hao with both hands, bowing his head and saying, "This is originally yours. of."

Before King Hao could react, the Holy King walked out of the hall...

In the year 350 of Qingfeng, Yuan Hao, Emperor Chongmin of the Salingmo family, withdrew the order of 'There is no begging in the world'.In the same year, the name of the country was changed to 'South'.

The red bean is born in the southern country, and a few sprigs come out in spring.

May Jun pick more, this thing is the most acacia.

long-awaited

In the early morning, a Taoist was sweeping the courtyard with a broom.Last night a thunderbolt struck beside the ancient well at Guanhou, only shattering the edge of the well, and a group of Taoists were moving bricks to repair it.When the Taoist finished sweeping the courtyard and went out to fetch water, a small flower snake swam out of the grass and followed him... (End)

source:

Nanming - also known as "Nanming" (Ming means dark).Take the word "Nanyou".

The first volume of "Zhuangzi Collection and Interpretation" is published as "Inner Pian·Xiaoyaoyou". "Nan Mingzhe, Tianchi also." Because "Ming" means the sea, there are people who write "Ming" as "Ming" to guide the sea by the side.The place where Si Xijun was born.

This article is inspired by Ancient Sword II. Si You once planted a flower tree for the goddess, and the goddess never saw it bloom.