After the failed assassination of the powerful minister

After a few days, Shang Zhi personally sent the three of Shuo Wang out of Shangjing.

The huge Cen Mansion was instantly deserted.

The black cat in the yard is meowing obediently, and the flowers planted in the altar by Manager Xiao Liuji and Shuo Wang are sprouting, green and verdant, very cute.

Cen Xian finished drinking the medicine, propped himself on the table and stood up, coughing continuously.

Since that day, his health has gotten worse.

Jiang Jinyue was worried about him, and even disregarded Jiang Yuan's objection, and wanted to move to Cen's residence.

So Cen Xian was annoyed by Jiang Yuan staring at him the last time, and ordered Jiang Jinyue to get rid of the pulse and leave Cen's house.

Jiang Jinyue was always going his own way, and he didn't care at all. Right now, he was packing his bags in the Hou Mansion, and was going to go to Cen Xian's side under Jiang Yu'an.

Just as he was tidying up, the window sill moved, and a figure quietly entered the room, stood behind him, and called out: "Jiang Jinyue."

"Ah?" Jiang Jinyue responded out of habit.

Then immediately realized something was wrong.

this voice?This voice is not... He turned his head abruptly, and saw Shuo Wang leaning on the edge of the window looking at him.

Jiang Jinyue: "?!"

He looked at Cen Xian, in disbelief: "Didn't you...didn't you just leave?"

"In the past few days... I sneaked into the Anninghou's mansion and read your medical books." Shuo Wang didn't answer Jiang Jinyue's question, but said, "You have a way to cure his disease."

"Exchanging blood, right?"

Jiang Jinyue's eyes widened in shock. After hearing this, she couldn't care less about Shuo Wang, a daring bastard who sneaked into Anning Hou's mansion to look through his collection of medical books. Life! Besides, Cen Xian has been poisoned for a long time, how can anyone replace him at once—"

"I can." Shuo Wang's peach blossom eyes were bright, looking into Jiang Bainyue's eyes.

Jiang Jinyue's voice suddenly stopped.

The technique of exchanging blood needs to be replaced by the Gu master, because the Gu master will not be backlashed. If the Gu master cannot be found, after pulling out the Gu, find someone who is of the same age and stature, and even has the same or better internal strength. Forced to drive away the remaining poison... If not, they would not be able to withstand the erosion of the poisonous blood during the blood transfusion, and the two of them would die suddenly on the spot.

Isn't the synopsis in front of you right?

"You!" Jiang Jinyue murmured, "If I exchange you for his blood...he will kill me first."

"It's fine if he doesn't know." Shuo Wang's peach blossom eyes rolled, as if he was very happy, "You find a reason to lie to him."

"No!" Jiang Jinyue objected, "Once the blood is exchanged and the poison transfers to you, do you think you will survive!"

"If you don't change...he won't live," Shuo Wang said in a low voice, "I'm useless, and I'll only cause trouble."

Shuowang smiled: "It's worth changing his life, Commander..."

He paused: "The commander can do much more than a quack. I've lived happily for ten years. He never thought about himself for half his life."

"Jiang Yuming," Shuo Wang called Jiang Jinyue's name, "I think, give him some time and leave it to himself."

Not for the legacy of King Zhao, not for the Great Wei, and not for the people around him, only for his own time.

Jiang Jinyue listened to him in silence, her fingertips trembling slightly.There is no doubt that Shuo Wang is a good candidate for a blood exchange. As long as there is no accident during the blood exchange, once the blood exchange is completed, Cen Xian's illness can be cured... But this is just a transfer, exchanging the pain from this person to another person.

If Cen Xian finds out...

Jiang Jinyue hardly dared to think about this possibility.

"I'll leave after the exchange," Shuo Wang said, "I'll follow his wishes and never return to Shangjing again. He won't know."

Jiang Jinyue made up her mind, and finally said in vain: "Then you know, when you exchange blood, you need to be conscious, and you can't even release the Mabosan. The pain is very unbearable."

Shuo Wang said: "That's good, I can watch him get better."

I can't persuade you anymore.

Jiang Jinyue sighed: "No regrets?"

Shuo Wang nailed a dagger to the case with a "Zheng" sound: "I don't regret it."

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Jiang Jinyue lived in Cen's residence for two or three days, and finally waited for Xiumu to come.

He tried every means to get Xiao Liuji dismissed from his affairs, and invited Shang Zhi to Fugui Tower to buy roast duck for him, and then slipped into Cen Xian's bedroom with a normal face.

In the room, Cen Xian was setting up the chess record, staring at the chess game in a daze, not making any moves.

Jiang Jinyue sat opposite him, looking at the very familiar chess game, the words rolled around her lips several times, and finally said: "I have found a cure for your illness!"

Cen Xian raised his eyelids calmly, and didn't seem to care. His doctors have said these words many times over the years, and they have long since stopped taking them seriously.

"Believe me!" Jiang Jinyue said, "It's really possible this time. I found my mother's medical book and said that I need to make a cut on the wrist and put the juice of Kongwucao and Qingxincao in it to detoxify and it will be cured." good!"

Jiang Jinyue spoke nonsense in a serious manner, "As long as you sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up!"

Cen Xian glanced at him suspiciously, and made a joke: "Is it really that simple? Are you trying to deceive me for testing medicine?"

"How could I lie to you!" Jiang Jinyue sighed in her heart, "You are my good friend, how dare I use you to test medicine, isn't this heartless?"

He has always believed in Jiang Jinyue, seeing Jiang Jinyue's burning eyebrows, his dark eyes moved, and said: "Then try."

Following Jiang Jinyue's wishes, he drank Mafeisan and then closed his eyes in a daze. Little did he know that Jiang Jinyue was afraid that he would wake up halfway, so he thought about fixing several big acupuncture points with silver needles, completely wanting Cen Xian. Sleep peacefully.

When Cen Xian's light but steady breathing sounded, the edge of the window moved, and the handbag he was wearing came in against the light, and he landed lightly on the ground.

Jiang Jinyue was still hesitating, he raised his head, and finally asked Shuowang seriously: "Have you really thought about it? If there is still no cure in the future, your life will be ruined."

Shuo Wang's eyes fell on that game of chess, and what Cen Xian was playing was the game they hadn't finished playing back then.

Lying beside Cen Xian, he said to Jiang Jinyue, "Let's get started."

Jiang Jinyue lowered her head, squeezed the knife in her hand, and said, "Okay."

Transfusion is a painful process, at least that's what Jiang Jinyue read in medical books.But at this moment, Shuo Wang was lying beside Cen Xian, his blood was connected together, his head was covered with cold sweat, his face was unbelievably pale, his lower lip was bitten by himself, but his expression was cheerful.

It seems that there is nothing happier in the world than this.

The blood and warmth from Shuo Wang's body gradually flowed away, slowly pouring into Cen Xian's body.

He was about to lose consciousness from the pain, his erratic consciousness seemed to be flying in mid-air, Shuo Wang bit his lower lip hard, forced his consciousness back, and then thought in vain——

"From now on, it will be my blood that bleeds on him."

In this world, no one is closer than them, even the blood on their bodies belongs to each other.

Cen Xian had a dream.

In the dream, he was still a child of seven or eight years old, and Lin Jiaoniang took him to and fro in the famine in the south of the Yangtze River.

They are orphans and widowed, and have received favors and help from many people. Every time they receive help, Lin Jiaoniang teaches him that the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring.

It's just that there are good people and there are bad people in the world.

During the famine, people are hungry and people eat each other.

Usually people cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and in times of famine they can only kill people to feed themselves, and that is how Lin Jiaoniang died.

In the dream, his mother screamed hoarsely and told him to run quickly, and then he was pushed into a water pot. In a critical situation, he jumped into an unknown river in the south of the Yangtze River and escaped by luck.

Cen Xian doesn't even remember how he walked from Jiangnan to Shangjing alone at a young age.

He only remembered that after he came to Shangjing, outside the capital, Princess Zhao gave porridge ten miles to the victims who came to Shangjing. He took half a bowl of rice soup and squatted in a corner to drink it.The young prince of Prince Zhao's Mansion, like a swallow, delivered porridge to the victims not far away.

He was afraid that his ugly face would frighten the little prince, so he tried his best to get in the corner, but the kid wanted to come over and asked him, "What's your name?"

The scene in the dream changed rapidly, and soon he grew up.

Cen Xian, who grew up, quietly fell in love with this little prince.

He has never seen such a bright and happy person, like the wind in the morning light, the water under the moonlight night, innocent and simple, kind and almost spotless.Sometimes he would play tantrums unreasonably, and even fight with people who laughed at Cen Xian.

Cen Xian guarded the enviable state of mind of the little prince almost carefully, and once said to King Zhao brazenly, "When Ah Shuo grows up, he only needs to be happy. I'll do it."

At that time, King Zhao just laughed and sighed, "But he might not want to."

Later, he became a commander and was on a high platform. When he recalled the past, he might as well feel sorry for the names that King Zhao and Princess Wang chose by accident.

The bright and happy little prince is called Wei Shuo, and his dim and quiet voice is called Wei Wang. Shuori and Wangri, a dark night with no light, a month full of west towers, the withering and the turning, the cloudy and sunny...

They are indispensable, relying on each other with their backs, but consuming each other in each other's pursuit, unable to meet each other across thousands of rivers and mountains.

All delusion is buried in the heart, and no trace is revealed.

At the end of the dream, he saw Shuo Wang stand up and smiled at him, as if he was relieved, as if he had finally accomplished what he wanted to do most, smiled at him quietly, and said for a long time:

"Commander, take care."

Then it dissipated like a cloud at dawn.

He stretched out his hand in panic, but caught nothing.

The sky light came in through the window sill, and Jiang Jinyue's voice rang in his ears: "Are you awake?"

Everything in the dormitory was tidy and tidy, not even blood scum.

Cen Xian had a splitting headache, and then heard Jiang Jinyue rambling: "Your poison...has been...already cleared, but you still need to get used to the new... just to have a better life and dredge your meridians, so I Seal your internal energy, don't fight and kill for a month or two, let your Jinyiwei go to work, you can't just get paid and stop working..."

Dizzy, Cen Xian nodded in response, and suddenly his eyes touched something under the table.

It was a string of beads, lying quietly in the darkness.

Cen Xian coughed and frowned: "Apart from you, has anyone else been here?"

"Who?" Jiang Jinyue stumbled, but luckily Cen Xian didn't recover and didn't hear it, "I've been alone all this time, who dares to disturb me when I'm practicing medicine."

Cen Xian got out of bed and picked up the string of beads, and placed it beside the chessboard.

Maybe it fell in the dormitory a few days ago, he thought.

The author says:

"History of Ming Dynasty"

The author of a certain kind of grievance who is crazy about typing because of insomnia, cuties, don't drink milk tea before going to bed...

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