Quick Transmigration: The host wants to die

Chapter 790 You Are Going To Kill Your Teacher

Chapter 790 You Are Going To Kill Your Teacher

Xiao Ele laughed: "Is he really sick? Oh, I told you not to take him in yesterday."

Ruan Xiaoli felt a little helpless, 12-year-old Xiao Heqi was a little fragile.

Following the small garden, we finally arrived at the familiar courtyard.

The flowers and plants in the courtyard were covered with snow, and the snow on the gravel road had been cleaned by the palace servants.

"Your Highness, hurry up and enter the room, the room is warm." Xiao Yuanzi said.

As he said, the room is warm, and Ruan Xiaoli felt the warm wind blowing in as soon as he entered the room.

There are pots of silver charcoal burned in every corner of the room, and incense candles are also lit, which will not smell of charcoal at all.

Lunch was already set on the table, but Xiao Heqi was nowhere to be seen.

Xiaoyuanzi said that Xiao Heqi was on bed rest, but there were two people's bowls and chopsticks on the table, and he should come out to eat.

"Your Highness, sit down for a while, and the slave will go and see if the young master is awake."

"Ah."

In the inner room, Xiao Heqi had already woken up, but he didn't remember it because of the wind and cold all over his body.

Xiaoyuanzi walked in: "Master, are you awake?"

Xiao Heqi knew what time it was when he heard Xiaoyuanzi's voice.

"Chen Jie is here?"

"His Royal Highness is outside."

The next second there was the sound of the quilt being lifted from the bed, and Xiao Heqi, who was wearing white obscene clothes, quickly got up from the bed.

"Young Master, please slow down, you are still sick."

"The high fever has subsided a long time ago, and I have been sweating all morning, and now I am refreshed." Xiao Heqi picked up the clothes hanging on the screen, put on his outer robe and went out while talking.

In the outer hall, the little boy was sitting at the table drinking tea.

"Chen Jie."

Hearing the sound, Ruan Xiaoli turned his head and saw Xiao Heqi's long hair was casually draped, and the white obscene clothes under his coat were shining brightly. His complexion was not very good, it seemed that he was really sick.

People who practice martial arts just get sick from the cold, hey, it's because they haven't grown up and their bodies are not strong.

"I heard from Xiaoyuanzi that you are sick."

"Well, it's up to you for the frostbite."

Xiaoyuanzi has already gone out, if he still stays, he will definitely see their shameless young master.

Ruan Xiaoli was too lazy to choke with him, so she picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.

"Jian Jie, has anyone ever told you that you are a little talkative and bored?"

"No."

"You talk so briefly to Master, what will you do to your princess in the future? There will be no emotional communication."

"hiss."

Ruan Xiaoli accidentally bit his tongue.

"What's the matter? Why did you bite yourself while eating? Was the bite serious?"

"Xiao Heqi, don't talk about food." Ruan Xiaoli said through gritted teeth.

In the past six months, every two or three days, Xiao Heqi made her dislike him because of his talk.

Hurry up and grow up, grow up and become a tall and cold hero.

The little guy in the black space smiled evilly: "As the saying goes, you can see your grown-up character when you are young. The 12-year-old world male protagonist is so noisy, and the 15-year-old and 20-year-old are also the same."

"Oh."

"The most is to be more mature, not to make jokes about you."

The system can detect the host's inner emotions. Xiao Ei obviously feels that Ruan Xiaoli's dislike of Xiao Heqi is dislike, but there is joy in the dislike. He obviously likes to listen to the words of the world's male protagonists, and Xiao Li is duplicity.

After eating, Ruan Xiaoli would rest at Xiao Heqi's place for half an hour before going back.

Ruan Xiaoli didn't rest today, she asked Xiao Yuanzi to bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Seeing this posture, Xiao Heqi instantly understood.

"Teacher punished you again?"

"Ah."

Master Tai Fu always likes to ask Nanzhi Chenjie to answer questions, or memorize articles. Every time Nanzhi Chenjie either fails to memorize or gets picked on.

The final result was to be punished for copying poetry.

Xiao Heqi gritted his teeth: "They deliberately bullied you, what question did the Taifu ask you today?"

"Recite a poem about snow."

"It's very simple, you obviously know it."

"I don't want to carry it."

Xiao Heqi sat on the side with his chin propped up and watched the delicate and vigorous characters written by 'his' hand.

He knew that Chen Jie was deliberately hiding his clumsiness, acting stupid and ignorant.

Only by staying out of the limelight can one live in this palace for a long time.

Compared with one's own life, what is a fine for copying?
But Xiao Heqi just felt aggrieved, aggrieved, aggrieved, and angry because of 'him'.

The protons sent can only be returned when the monarch of that country is seriously ill or passed away.

But how many protons have been able to make it back through the ages?

The proton is the person who was abandoned, and from the moment he was sent out, Ha was a lamb at the mercy of others.

Even if the little lamb is smart enough to go back to his hometown, the way back will be full of dangers.

The monarch was seriously ill and the monarch passed away, and the proton was recruited to return to the country. The proton went back to grab the throne. Will those prince siblings let the proton come back safely?
Xiao Heqi felt uncomfortable, Jian Jie is so good, why is his fate like this.

Forget it, don't think so much, he will work hard to protect 'him'.

"Xiaoyuanzi, add another piece of pen and paper."

Ruan Xiaoli looked up: "What are you doing with a pen and paper?"

Xiao Heqi smiled and said, "I will help you to copy, my teacher. I am very familiar with your handwriting. It is not difficult to imitate."

Ruan Xiaoli refused: "I don't need your help, I just copied it fifty times, and it will be finished soon."

Xiao Heqi got a headache after hearing it fifty times, so much, when did Jian Jie write it by himself?
"I'll help you."

Xiao Heqi did not allow Ruan Xiaoli's tone of refusal.

In the end Ruan Xiaoli ignored him.

The two sat on the edge of the desk and quietly copied the book, and Xiaoyuanzi brought a plate of snacks over halfway.

……

The snowstorm in the northern cold winter is very serious, and many people freeze to death every winter.

The winter in the northern cold is very long. At the end of the winter, the imperial court needs to provide food relief. The winter is too long to grow anything to eat. The stored food has been eaten up early, and there will be a famine at this time.

When spring comes, the whole Beihan finally ushers in new colors.

The white snow and frost melted, and the gray-brown branches were exposed. After a few days, the branches would grow new shoots, which were green and full of vitality.

Ruan Xiaoli likes spring very much. There is always a fresh smell of leaves in the air in spring.

Xiao Heqi dragged Ruan Xiaoli into a martial arts competition in the yard.

In summer, Xiao Heqi took Ruan Xiaoli to stride and punch in the house.

In autumn, Xiao Heqi took Ruan Xiaoli to shoot arrows. When there was no one in the riding class, Xiao Heqi would give Ruan Xiaoli some tips on horseback riding.

Winter is coming again...

Spring goes and autumn comes, year after year.

Six years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the slim nine-year-old proton has become a 15-year-old boy, while the playful and noisy young master is already an eighteen-year-old man.

In the courtyard, Ruan Xiaoli was dressed in white, holding the soft sword Xiao Heqi gave him, and quickly practiced his sword skills.

The young leaves on the branches trembling with sword energy trembled, her hard work these years was not in vain.

The courtyard door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a handsome man in dark blue brocade clothes came in, playing with a jade flute in his hand.

Ruan Xiaoli caught sight of him out of the corner of her eye, and she attacked the man with a soft sword in her hand.

"Jian Jie, you are going to kill your teacher."

(End of this chapter)