Acacia, don't be negative

Chapter 490 Fate
He was furious at Mrs. Ghost and Poison and said: "You are called Mrs. Ghost and Poison, the number one poison master in Nanzhen, there is no poison in the world that can escape your eyes, and now! Even a mere infectious disease can't be dealt with! The antidote, I want the antidote!"

Mrs. Guidu lowered her head and said: "Your Highness, please give me some more time, and there will be an antidote soon."

Nan Xirong grabbed a piece of ice in the ice water and threw it at Mrs. Guidu's head, smashing the ice, and the ice slag splashed everywhere, and Mrs. Guidu also staggered back twice. Nan Xirong said: "Wait When you figure out the antidote, everyone will be dead!" After shouting this sentence, in a blink of an eye, Nan Xirong looked at Mrs. Guidu with contempt and disdain, "You have lived such an old age, but you can't even A little girl can't handle it, isn't it a waste of time. Why, she won't give you the antidote?"

Mrs. Guidu was not surprised, and said: "I don't need her to give it, I can make the antidote by myself." After finishing speaking, Nan Xirong couldn't wave her back, so she retreated on her own.

Nan Xirong said solemnly behind her: "I hope you have that ability!"

At night, Nan Xirong was still soaking in the ice water, and the whole hall was filled with a cool atmosphere.This is the palace of Mingsa, which is the border town between Nanzhen and Beixia. Nan Xirong once stationed troops here, so he built such a palace.

Ice floes floated in the huge bathing pool, and the light gauze curtain hanging from the floor became ethereal with the air-conditioning in the hall.

In private, the maids were unwilling to enter the palace to serve Nan Xirong.He has a strange temper, and now he has contracted this disease again.Those who had no choice but to go in to serve him covered their faces with a gauze to prevent infection.But when Nan Xirong saw the veils on their faces and their eyes as if avoiding the plague god, he couldn't help being furious.

At this time, there was a servant girl tremblingly carrying a tray and preparing to enter the hall, but was stopped by Nan Shu at the door.Nan Shu wore a lotus root pink dress, her skin was as beautiful as jade, her face was smeared with a touch of rouge, her face was rosy, and her eyebrows were gentle.Nan Shu took the tray from the maidservant's hand, and said, "Go down, I'll come."

The servant girl immediately expressed her thanks as if she had been pardoned, and then ran away as if flying away.

Nan Shu looked back at the hall, the lights were dimly lit, and then walked in.Nan Xirong was leaning quietly in the bathtub, the red and swollen blisters on his shoulders and back looked disgusting and terrifying, as if they were shining oily under the light.

Nan Shu squatted down slowly behind him, floating the tray in his hand on the water.There was an exquisite white jade jug and a luminous cup on the tray. Nan Shu pushed the tray lightly with his hand, and the tray floated in front of Nan Xirong's eyes, saying: "This is the wine His Highness wants."

Nan Xirong recognized Nanshu's voice at once, without turning his head, he just said: "What are you doing here? Others can't avoid it, so if you keep moving forward, you won't be afraid that I will pass on the disease to you ?" Then he snorted coldly, with a disdainful tone, "It's not the time to regain my favor."

If you want to be favored, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.Everyone backed away, only Nan Shu walked forward, and no one competed with her.

In the past, it was not that she had never fought for it, because she was not the only woman beside Nan Xirong.But now, she has no intention of fighting for it.

Nan Shu said: "I don't want to be favored by Your Highness. Because how much glory means taking great risks, I have already experienced it deeply."

Nan Xirong was slightly startled, and said with anger in his tone, "Then what are you doing here? Get lost!"

"The concubine is gone, who will serve His Highness?" Nan Shu asked.

The corner of her skirt fell into the icy water, floating gently on the water surface, drunk like smoke, and against the ice floe, it looked like a lotus blooming in summer.Holding the jug in her slender hand, she added a glass of wine to the luminous glass.The wine falls into the luminous glass from the height, and the thin water makes a crisp and pleasant sound, and the stream of light splashes everywhere.

Nan Xirong picked it up and drank it down.Then he calmed down a little, and asked Nan Shu to pour him three glasses of wine again and again.

"Shushu, don't you hate me?" Nan Xirong asked her.

She replied softly: "The concubine is telling the truth, won't His Highness blame the concubine?"

"No wonder, just tell me."

Nan Shu said: "Hate, resent and hate."

"In that case," Nan Xirong said with a flat expression on his face, as if he had expected her answer, "Why do you still come?"

Nan Shu didn't say a word, but lightly stroked Nan Xirong's back neck with his fingers, and when he turned his wrist, a blade as thin as a cicada's wing pressed tightly against his neck, saying: "Did you kill him?" Can you be freed from being a concubine?"

There was a dead silence in the hall.

Nan Shu tilted his hand slightly, and the blade drew a faint red mark on Nan Xirong's neck.Nan Xirong has no power to fight back now, if Nan Shu really has the heart to kill him, then she will be free, and all this can be completely over.

But she didn't act cruelly for a long time, as if she was waiting for Nan Xirong's answer.

As a result, Nan Xirong's voice was as gentle as an addictive poison. In Nan Shu's impression, she had only heard Nan Xirong speak to her in such a tone. Nan Xirong had never been so gentle to any other woman before. He thought she was special to him.But if it was special, why did she feel so pitiful and miserable now?As a result, Nan Xirong opened his mouth but only called her name: "Shushu."

Nan Shu's eyes were red, and he sent two points forward with his hand, saying: "You answer me!"

Nan Xirong seemed to be caught in a long memory, and said: "Do you still remember that when I first picked you up, you were sold into a brothel and almost ruined by others. You danced the most youthful song in front of Bengong. Compared with the dancers in the palace, it is nothing. But I still bought you, and invited musicians and dancers to teach you how to play the music and teach you to dance in the world. The most beautiful dance. You have never disappointed me."

When mentioning those past events, Nan Shu couldn't remember how long ago it was, but what Nan Xirong said was vivid in her mind, as if it was engraved in her heart, and she would never forget it.The dancer's status is humble, but Nan Xirong treats her differently, he takes her by his side anytime and anywhere, gives her a name, and his surname is Nan.

What an honor this is for her.

Nan Xirong gave her a home, a place where she could shelter from wind and rain.For Nan Shu, if he didn't fall in love with Nan Xirong, that would be an abnormal thing.

She fell in love with him so deeply.

If Nan Xirong hadn't sent her to another man's arms for his own ambition, maybe she would still love him forever.He cultivated her so painstakingly and treated her tenderly in order to send her out one day, but she still turned to him with all her heart.Because in this world, he is the only one who treats her better.

It's really a deep scheming, but once Nanshu fell into it, there was no room for him to get out.

Tears flowed from the corners of Nan Shu's eyes, she said: "What are you talking about now?"

Nan Xirong said: "It's nothing, I just firmly believe that you have not forgotten." He said almost tacitly, "Only Bengong treats you well in this world."

He has a thorough understanding of Nanshu, that's why he is so calm.

Nan Shu wiped away his tears and said: "You are wrong, there is another person who treats me well."

Nan Xirong laughed sarcastically coldly, and said, "Are you talking about Su Chen? That's because he was under your gu, so he gave you the illusion of tenderness. Now that his gu has been dispelled, he will still treat you Okay? On the battlefield, didn’t you see that he wanted to kill you? It’s too late for him to hate you, how could he continue to be nice to you, don’t dream. You’re just immersed in the part of him being nice to you It’s just that you can’t extricate yourself from time to time, it’s just acting at the beginning, but I didn’t expect you to take it seriously first. Shushu, you really make me feel bad, you really feel bad.”

Nan Shu's tears fell, and he said: "Then you are the only one who treats me well. If you are really good to me, why did you give me to others, and why did you let me meet Su Chen?" She smiled miserably for two "At best, I'm just a tool for you to help you accomplish your hegemony. Isn't your kindness to me a sign of gentleness? So, I want to be free, but you won't let me go, so I have to do it myself." Fight for it yourself."

The blood on Nan Xirong's neck dripped down and bloomed in the bath, like extremely beautiful plum blossoms in the snow.He said: "You are going to kill Ben Gong now, and Ben Gong has no ability to resist. But, after you are free, where should you go? There is no place for you to shelter. Go back and find Su Chen Well, he won't treat you like before. There is only me here, which is your home, and the home that will never drive you away. Shushu, you and I are connected together, and we are both damaged and prosperous."

Before she came in, she had already thought about it, no matter what Nan Xirong said, she would not care about it, she just wanted her freedom.When she is free, she can pursue what she wants.Once Nan Xirong died, the war between the two countries would end. She hoped that she could make a contribution and return to Su Chen's side. It doesn't matter if she worked hard, as long as she could be with him.

But she was wrong.Nan Xirong hit the nail on the head, he was right, even if she was free, she would not have a place to live.Su Chen is no longer the Su Chen who was obedient to her in the past.She has nowhere to go, no one to rely on.Except Nan Xirong.

So this is like fate, she can never escape.

In the end, Nan Shu's face was pale, and he lowered his hands weakly. As soon as he loosened his fingers, she dropped the blade into the bathtub, and sank to the bottom with a ding dong.

Nan Shu smiled softly with tears in his eyes, and said: "Tell me, is there any way to make me leave you?"

(End of this chapter)