[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Chapter 105

"I'll let you believe me, someday."

Huaian didn't speak.

He withdrew his hand, and frowned in disgust: "Uncle Huang, stay away from me, after all, I don't want to cut off my sleeves."

Nie Wuqian's fingertips trembled slightly. He took a deep breath, and for the first time obediently took a few steps back, looking up at the boy with burning eyes.

Huai An sat for a while, as if thinking of something, he tilted his head and looked at the young man.

"Uncle Huang, do you know that you were committing incest just now?"

Nie Wuyin lowered his eyelids: "I know."

But royal, isn't that ridiculous?

Son kills father, father kills son, brother kills each other, intrigues.

In such a big environment, the mere chaos seems to be nothing.

What's more...Nie Wuzhen still holds the evidence that Huai'an is not of royal blood——

In Huai'an, his surname was never Nie. His original surname should be Yun.

He was born from the Yun family's daughter and the Yun family's cousin.

If Huai'an's surname was Nie, he might have been willing to assist him, but it's a pity that after knowing that his surname was not Nie, he really made up his mind to usurp the throne.

But now... Nie Wuzhen clenched his fists.

He gave up.

This is the first time that the young man is willing to let go of everything, the pride in his heart, the prejudice of his blood, and become the most loyal courtier of the young man——

Nie Wuzhen lowered his eyelids, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes were like those of a lonely wolf king hunting late at night. Kneeling and approaching the young man, he bent down and leaned on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Your Majesty."

The boy's breath choked.

Breathing against his ears, his lips moved slightly, passing his earlobe inadvertently.

"Your throne, I will help you stabilize; your country, I will call you; your memorial, I can also help you review."

"As long as you detoxify well and treat your illness well, I can give you anything—"

Including his life, and... his descendants.

The young man said silently with a smile.

But the young man pushed his cheek away, pinched his chin, and stared coldly at him: "Uncle Huang, I thought you would make an inch of it."

Indeed it will.

but not now.

Nie Wuji smiled at him, his eyes were as gentle as spring water.

Huai'an pushed him away and said: "Uncle Huang, you must remember what you said, and help me stabilize this country."

"Yes."

Nie Wuyin obediently bent his straight back.

He no longer wants to think about whether the boy's attitude is rejection or refusal, and he doesn't want to delve into whether this love stems from the other party's deliberate deception. Now he just wants to be by Huai'an's side, to be that warm water, Cooking "frog".

Huai An didn't speak any more.

Because he was really tired.

Although the soul is powerful, it cannot withstand the influence of one's own body on the soul.

So Huai'an fell into a coma again, and when he woke up again, he had already returned to the cliff, and returned to the big tent in the hunting ground.

The gleaming veil above his head shook twice with his movements, and the sleeping young man beside him was awakened. He raised his head and looked at Huai'an with surprise.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?"

When he was seriously ill, he didn't even have a single person close to him, except for a regent who seemed to be a hostile force, but Nie Wuji, who had already been included under his command.

He sat upright, coughed twice, and asked in a low voice, "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Three days."

Nie Wuqian held his hand distressedly, and rubbed it carefully, the rough fingertips touching the delicate palm.

At this time, he didn't even have the slightest thought, he just wanted to cover the boy's slightly cold hands.

It's a pity that Huai'an Bai Nen's fingertips moved slightly, and she firmly pushed away his intimacy.

"Uncle, please respect yourself."

His indifferent eyebrows and eyes seemed to be silent, and he looked at him gloomyly and proudly: "After all, you and I are still uncles and nephews."

The youth was silent for a moment.

There seemed to be a mass of black under his eyelids, the hair on his head was a little disheveled, and there were some blue-black stubble around his mouth, which made him look very tired.

Nie Wuji looked at Huai'an seriously: "Your Majesty, you and I are both men, what should we respect?"

"If there is, please Your Majesty teach me well, so that I can understand it?"

Huaian choked up: "Uncle!"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I won't touch you now."

The boy seemed a little angry.

But Nie Wuji couldn't control that much, he wiped his face, strode out of the tent and called the imperial doctor, and then asked the potential man to bring the decoction.

The imperial doctor felt the young man's pulse, frowned slightly, and then sighed: "My lord, your majesty, his body—"

"what happened?"

"Those two kinds of poison are too rare. The decoction prescribed before can only temporarily slow down the speed of poisoning of your Majesty. If you want to detoxify, you must get a special antidote. And even if you are detoxified, your majesty's body will easily be dragged down." .”

Nie Wuyin trembled slightly with his fingertips, looking at the silent young man on the edge of the bed, his heart ached unbearably.

Huai'an lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Nie Wuyin, his eyes were indifferent, as if he didn't care about his body at all, and there was not even a trace of expression fluctuation.

The young man endured it, and sighed softly: "...this king knows, you go down first."

Waving to let the imperial physician go out, the young man took the decoction from the handmaid's hand and looked towards Huai'an.

"Your Majesty, drink your medicine."

The young man was sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning against the railing beside the bed, with a blue silk shawl, meandering eyebrows and eyes, and his every move was like a fairy hidden in a painting.

Huaian coldly refused his feeding.

"I don't drink."

"Your Majesty, good—"

As if hearing some words that disgusted him, the young man glared at Nie Wuzhen angrily, and angrily scolded, "I said it, I! No! Drink! I want to drink with you!"

If Nie Wuzhen still looked at Huai'an with the same attitude as before, he might feel that Huai'an was unreasonable.

But now, no matter how he looks at Huai'an, he finds it cute.

Like a furry cat, fierce and cute.

The corners of Nie Wuqin's lips twitched slightly, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, drink up the medicine."

"I said I won't drink! Can't you understand human speech?"

"But Your Majesty, if you don't drink..." The young man squinted his eyes and threatened with a smile, "Then this world belongs to me."

Huaian: "..."

The young man said quietly: "What's yours is yours. Isn't it okay if I don't want it in this world? You can be your emperor, and I can be my ghost, isn't it good?"

Nie Wuyin: "..."

The young man was choked up speechless.

This time he understood that Huai'an never planned to be emperor from the very beginning.

But...it's too late to say anything now.

The young man looked at him quietly, then he raised his head and drank all the soup in the bowl in one gulp, then walked to Huai'an suddenly.

The young man leaned forward, grabbed the back of Huai An's head violently, blocked his lips, and poured all the decoction into the young man's throat.

Huai An was slightly taken aback, his eyes widened, his face was shocked, the moment he was about to resist, the soft tip of his tongue suddenly pressed against his palate like a strong wall.

He moaned in a low voice, and under his forceful irrigation, he unconsciously drank all the medicine juice left.

After the young man finished drinking the medicinal juice, he got out in time before Huai'an hit him.

He raised his hand as a courtier, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty."

The young man took a deep breath, his nose was slightly red, his lips were crushed red and dazzling, even his eye sockets were stained with a little tears, they were crystal clear, like a rose in bud, absolutely beautiful.

He stared at the young man with tears in his eyes: "You are simply presumptuous!"

Nie Wuyin stared at his soft lips and petals, his eyes gradually darkened.

He said hoarsely: "Your Majesty, this minister is only for your own good."

"If you lose your temper like this again in the future, I don't mind using the method just now to punish you."

Huai'an bit his lip. The weakness when he was bullied almost induced the youth to become a wolf. He almost couldn't suppress it, and he was as hard as steel.

The young man gasped, but luckily his robe was wide enough to cover his changes.

He couldn't help revealing a bit of gloom, looking at Huai'an with scorching eyes, those scorching eyes that wanted to strip the young man naked, so frightened that the young man turned his head stiffly.

Huai'an snorted softly: "I know."

Hearing this, Nie Wuyin exhaled both disappointed and happy.

Lost that he can no longer have the benefits just now, glad that Huai'an finally chose to compromise.

In the next few days, Nie Wuji seemed to be suddenly free, staring at the young man taking medicine to rest every day.

Huai'an had to show some aggrieved expressions every time he drank the medicine, which made the young man gain a little favorability.

Counting carefully now, Nie Wuyin's favorability has reached 98.

But Mozun is obsessive-compulsive.

Without 100% favorability, he is unwilling to leave this world early.

So Huaian called his cronies and began to get out of bed to write letters.

In the letter, he mentioned the former empress and Concubine Qiao, and then asked about the affairs of the Cuiyuan Palace. After explaining some trivial matters and arrangements, he was sent back to the palace by his cronies.

As for the Yun family——

He called the uncles of the Yun family directly, and said to them in a simple and rough manner: "The regent has surrendered, he is no longer a threat, please don't target him again."

The uncles of the Yun family looked at each other, although they were full of doubts, they still chose to trust their nephew.

However, the prejudice of political enemies for many years has long made the uncles of the Yun family feel bad about the regent. Even if they no longer target the regent later, when the two sides meet, the uncles of the Yun family still can't help but put on a dead fish face and stare at him.

The regent decided to turn a blind eye.

Who made it wrong for him to fall in love with their little nephew?

What's more... I am a round older than Huai'an, and I serve the legendary old cow eating young grass.

For this, the regent was both helpless and sad. The helpless thing was that Huai'an hadn't completely fallen in love with him yet, and the sad thing was that he thought of Huai'an's harem, the place where countless beauties were hidden.

He is a man. In terms of fighting for feelings, especially when the person he likes is also a man, he has no advantage at all, especially when Huaian has three thousand beauties in the harem.

Therefore, what should be done to make Huai'an willingly give up the three thousand in the harem, and only take his ladle of old water?

The young man knocked on the table thoughtfully, then seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly called Ying Yi, asking him to warn his subordinates not to mention rebellion in the future——

If you want to get the emperor's curtain, you must first surrender!

The author has something to say

Courtiers: ...the regent is mad! ?Aren't they all ready to rebel! ?

Nie Wuji: I'm not crazy, I'm just sick.

Nie Wuji: There is no cure for the disease of lovesickness, only Your Majesty can relieve my sorrow.

Courtiers:  …