34th bowl of soup (three & four)

Nan Shuang turned his back to Qing Huan and didn't dare to turn his head. Even though he was blind, he didn't want his sister to see what he was like now.

The arrogance and domineering he showed was actually just hiding the despair and inferiority deep in his heart. Nan Shuang can maintain a cold mask in front of anyone, but he can't only in front of Nan Yan. He was ashamed of his sister and did not dare to face her.

So Nan Shuang's first reaction was to escape. He wanted to push his sister away forcefully, but Qing Huan was pulling the corner of his clothes with great strength, which made him afraid to use force for fear that Qing Huan might fall. So he promptly tore a corner of his robe and ran forward like a scourge chasing him.

The little **** next to him had already watched. Nan Gonggong is moody and extremely clean. No one knows that even if the emperor soiled his clothes, he was going to lose his temper. But now he took the initiative to tear his clothes to pieces, and ran away? !

How could Qing Huan let him escape? Nan Shuang ran fast and she chased him even faster. This time Qing Huan hugged Nan Shuang from behind and said, "If my brother refuses to recognize me, it will be fine if I live alone in the world. Fun, it's better to die!"

Nan Shuang grabbed her hands, wanted to refuse, but couldn't refuse. In the end, he chose to turn around and hugged Qinghuan tightly into his arms. He was slim and slender, but it was a size bigger than the body Qing Huan was using now, but such a man was shaking slightly.

Qing Huan hesitated for a few seconds before patted his back softly, and said softly, "Brother, don't be afraid, I will protect you in the future."

His sister said to protect him... Tears slowly dripped from Nanshuang's hollow and godless eyes. He took a breath and said to Qinghuan, "Are you working as a errand at the Imperial Kitchen?"

"Yeah." Qing Huan nodded. "I entered the palace to find my brother. Now that I find my brother, I will naturally not stay in the imperial dining room again. Brother, take me with you. I want to follow you."

Nan Shuang nodded: "But my brother doesn't have time to be with you every day."

"It's okay, as long as I can be with my elder brother." This is Nan Yan's best wish, as long as the siblings can meet again, recognize each other, and never separate. They are the only surviving relatives of each other, and no one in the world is closer than them. The same blood is flowing in the body, so even if they are separated for more than ten years, they can't match the affection passed down by blood.

Nan Shuang didn't say anything, just touched her sister's hair. His dark heavy pupils could not express any emotions, but his expression at the moment was extremely harsh, as if he had made a very important decision.

As he was the emperor's confidant, Nan Shuang was given to live in the emperor's bedroom, so that he could be sent by the emperor at any time for twelve hours.

He put Qinghuan in his room, let her live here, and ordered several eunuchs and palace ladies to take good care of the girl. As for Qing Huan's identity in the Imperial Dining Room-Nan Shuang didn't care at all. The favored concubine Zhen was easily solved by him, not to mention just asking a little palace lady to his side?

Qing Huan asked: "I live here, where do you live, brother?"

Nan Shuang's expression was distorted for a moment, but it quickly returned to its original state: "You don't have to worry about me, I have a place to go."

Heh, he doesn't need to live here, because he hasn't lived here a few times! The emperor valued him so much and let him sleep with him. But in this case, Nan Shuang would never tell Qing Huan. The emperor paid great attention to fame. If anyone other than his confidant learns about their relationship, they will definitely not stay alive. So Nan Shuang repeatedly urged the **** who served Qing Huan. The lady of the court looked up to the girl, and must not let the girl walk around.

Fortunately, every time the emperor tortured him, he was in the secret room, and even Qing Huan couldn't find him immediately when he broke into the main hall.

Nan Shuang said a few words to Qing Huan before leaving, he was not yet mentally prepared to face his sister. But Qing Huan took his hand before he left and asked seriously: "Brother, shall we leave here together? Don't stay here anymore. The geomantic omen here is not good, and the people are bad. You and Let me go."

Hearing that, Nan Shuang only chuckled, rubbing her Qinghuan’s hair like “looking” at an innocent child, and said, “Silly girl, what are you talking about? My brother is doing well in the palace, are you? I don’t know if my elder brother is now the big red man in front of the emperor? It’s because the queen has to give me three points of courtesy when he sees me. But if he goes out of the palace, elder brother is an **** or a blind man. He can't even live a normal life. Isn't it a drag on you?"

Nan Shuang was bleeding in her heart when she said this. He hated and poisoned the emperor, but the other side drugged him early to restrain him. If he wanted to survive, he couldn't hurt the emperor any more. But in front of his younger sister, he had to rely on the emperor's "favor" to prove his high position, Nan Shuang once again felt a deep humiliation.

"But you are not happy at all. Even if we are not in the palace, we can live well. I will take good care of you. Brother, come with me." Qing Huan once again pulled Nan Shuang's hand.

Nan Shuang was unwilling: "Don't mention this again in the future."

He can't go, at least not now. I didn't want to die before because my sister's whereabouts were unknown. Now that my sister is found, he can't die anymore. He endured so much humiliation, his hands were stained with blood, and he managed to climb to where he is today. He wants to give his sister a better life. These sufferings must not be for nothing!

He wants to protect his sister, but also wants revenge! The emperor thought he had tamed him into a dog that could only kneel and lick, but Nan Shuang didn't care. A man who can bend and stretch, one day, he will make the emperor pay the price!

And this day is not far away.

After speaking the last sentence with Qinghuan, Nan Shuang got up and left. Although he is blind, he has excellent hearing, and the surrounding wind and grass can't hide from his ears. If it hadn't been for Qinghuan to know that he was really blind, she would definitely not believe that he was really blind.

In addition to being blind to eyes, Nan Shuang's performance is no different than ordinary people.

Because she found her younger sister, Nan Shuang has been restraining her eccentric temper. A little **** ran into him, and he told the other party to retreat without even saying a word. If he was replaced by him, he might have cramped the little **** long ago.

The emperor thought that everything was under control, but he didn't know that sometimes, the playthings would go back.

At night, Qing Huan was lying in bed tossing and unable to sleep. She felt that Nan Shuang seemed to be plotting something big, but she didn't know it. For Nan Shuang, the torture of these fifteen years was not only physical, but also mental. He realized that it was because he had a double pupil that brought disaster to the Nan family, so he could not forgive himself. If he was not allowed to get revenge, he would never be able to get out of this strong self-blame and self-loathing for the rest of his life.

But revenge... Qing Huan pinched her fingers to forget, suddenly, her eyes lit up!

What a great opportunity, Nan Shuang should thank him for having a good sister like Nan Yan. While Qing Qing was laughing, he suddenly heard the eunuch's elongated voice report that the emperor had returned.

She thought for a while, still got up, put on her shoes and socks, tied her skirt, and slipped out the window lightly. The eunuchs and maids who served her were all outside, so no one found out. For this reason, Qinghuan stuffed pillows in the quilt to make it look like someone was sleeping, and put down the tent.

She tapped her toes and went to the top of the sleeping hall, quietly uncovering a glazed tile. The night was thick, and she quietly leaned on the top of the temple, and no one noticed it.

In the center of the sleeping hall, in front of the dragon bed, the emperor waved his hand to make everyone retreat, leaving only Nan Shuang in front of him. When no one was around, the emperor said to Nan Shuang: "It's not enough."

Nan Shuang knelt on the ground with a plop, and crawled away from his knees in the direction of the emperor. He was blind, unable to see objects, and could only judge the opponent's position from the emperor's voice. In this way, he crawled over step by step, and raised his face obediently listening to the emperor's words.

Even if he couldn't see the emperor's face, Qing Huan could see how obsessed he was with Nan Shuang's face from his strokes of Nan Shuang's face.

With a "pop", Nan Shuang was turned away by the slap fan, the corners of her mouth broke, and bloodshot blood slowly flowed out. But he was born extremely beautiful, although his left cheek was red and swollen, it set off the more fascinating beauty of the double pupil.

"Don't know how to serve me, eh?"

Qing Huan bit her lower lip. The emperor’s attitude was that she did not regard Nan Shuang as a human being. After Nan Shuang listened to his words, she opened her red lips and used her mouth little by little to change the emperor’s clothes, dragon robes, middle clothes, and blouses. He also took off his trousers, even the emperor’s soap boots and white socks, with his mouth.

But the emperor didn't let him off because of his pliability, but picked up Nan Shuang's collar. He looked at his face, Nan Shuang's eyes were blank, the emperor chuckled lightly, and squeezed his swollen cheeks lightly, Nan Shuang snorted, and the emperor said: "No one knows, Su Rili is domineering. Grandpa Nan, he looked so humble when he was under me, right?"

Nan Shuang said, "Doesn't the emperor like minions like this?"

"Huh, cheap leather." The emperor said with a sneer. "You don't even have that stuff. You are not a man anymore. Who do you show your face all day long?"

Nan Shuang said, "The slave dare not."

"Don't you dare? I even let you kill Concubine Zhen, but you're fine, looking at me with a dying expression, why, after so many years, how I have treated you, can't you tell?"

Nan Shuang showed a non-smiling expression: "What does the emperor want a slave? The slave has a pair of tricks, but he can't see the emperor."

The emperor was vaguely angry when he heard the words, so he slapped Nan Shuang again. Nan Shuang was slapped to the ground by this ruthless slap, making her head dizzy.

"It seems that if you don't teach you for a few days, you are starting to know the heights of the sky again. For fifteen years, Shuang'er, why do you always fail to learn? You always have to suffer a little bit before you know how to be soft with me." , Like a chicken, picked up Nan Shuang, pressed a certain mechanism under the dragon bed, and walked in with Nan Shuang.

Look at the emperor's attitude, where Nanshuang is regarded as a human being, he is alive and well treated with a plaything that is not very obedient but he prefers. He often beat and scolded Nan Shuang, castrated Nan Shuang, blinded him, tortured and humiliated Nan Shuang for 15 years, but blamed Nan Shuang for not being grateful.

Qing Huan thought for a while on the top of the hall, and flew down lightly. Although Nan Shuang had been like this for fifteen years, Qing Huan didn't want him to continue to live like this. No one deserves to be treated like this. Nan Shuang did kill many people and was sinful, but who caused all that?

There were a lot of guards guarding the entrance of the hall, and Qing Huan turned from the window to her room again, and laid down the **** maid who was looking at her outside without a trace. The emperor let Nan Shuang live in the hall, which made it easier for Qing Huan to sneak in.

She came to the dragon bed, fumbled around, found the mechanism and activated it, and quickly stepped into the secret room. In the dark, Qing Huan held her breath, and after walking a few steps, she heard Nan Shuang crying for mercy.

Although she only met Nan Shuang for one day, Qing Huan was very accurate. Nan Shuang was definitely not the kind of person who couldn't bear the pain. Sure enough, she quietly took a look. The emperor was putting a "torture instrument" on Nan Shuang, and Nan Shuang showed it. It was wonderful, the voice seemed so painful, with a slight crying voice, weak and helpless, and he was saying forgiveness.

The expression is also very good, but Qinghuan can see clearly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth is clearly mocking.

The emperor thought he had really tossed Nanshuang, so he was extremely excited. Qing Huan looked around. The secret room was not so much a secret room as it was a cage, with various torture instruments hung on the wall. At this moment, the emperor asked Nanshuang: "Do you hate me, eh? Do you hate me?"

Nan Shuang still had a crying voice, and really made the image of a beauty with a pear blossom and rain to the extreme: "A slave, a slave dare not..."

"Don't dare or hate it?"

Nan Shuang cried and did not answer. The emperor saw his fragility and beauty, as well as the appearance of Ouchi, who was infinitely beautiful in front of outsiders, showing weakness and helplessness in front of him. What Qinghuan saw was only Nanshuang's forbearance of hatred and resentment.

If one day, he could have a chance to defeat the emperor, Qing Huan thought, the method must be very, very cruel.

Seeing that the emperor picked up the thin blade and cut thin blood marks on Nanshuang's body, Nanshuang's muscles twitched and trembled because of the pain, but the emperor was laughing.

Qing Huan couldn't help it anymore, she opened the iron door of the secret room, and the emperor turned his head when she heard the change: "Boldly--"

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped to the ground by Qing Huan. She immediately tied him up again, and then went to untie Nanshuang who was tied to the wood. Although Nanshuang couldn't see, but she had excellent hearing, she immediately asked, "Small smoke? Is it you? Is it Xiaoyan?"

Qing Huan didn't want to answer, but Nan Shuang's extremely eager look made her feel sad, and sighed softly, "It's me."

"Who, who let you in? Get out! Get out!" Nan Shuang was so frightened that she was seen by her sister! This kind of self...unbearable, lowly, perverted self..."This is not where you came from! Get out! Get out!"

Regardless of his rejection, Qinghuan took his arm and said, "Brother don't be afraid, I said I will protect you." She took off her coat and wrapped Nan Shuang, and said, "I killed him for you. revenge."

The emperor's eyes widened, but unfortunately his mouth was blocked and he couldn't say a word.

"No! Can't kill him!" Nan Shuang quickly stopped.

Upon hearing this, the emperor's eyes revealed a look of surprise. He thought Nan Shuang had a special liking for himself, but Nan Shuang immediately broke his illusion with his next sentence: "He let me poison me, and the only antidote is he knows where he is hiding, so he can't die. "

"It's okay, I'll ask you." Qing Huan gave the emperor a condescending look and suddenly smiled. She really really hates human beings who inflict violence and abuse on people and who are self-righteous. Unfortunately, this old emperor happened to be such a person. The crow's feet are denser than spider webs, so I am ashamed to make Nan Shuang like him, and he doesn't pee and look in the mirror to see what kind of disgusting virtue he looks like. If the emperor's halo is faded, no one wants to sell his butt.

She took off the fabric from the emperor's mouth and smiled and asked, "Are you telling me yourself, or will I tell me after I do it? Two choices, one of the two, I'm fair."

The emperor screamed: "Boldly—"

"Snapped"! Qing Huan gave him a slap in the face, her voice soft and her eyes coldly suggesting: "You'd better think about how you want to talk, otherwise I will be very upset."

The emperor gritted his teeth and didn't go out when the hour came. Naturally, there would be guards coming in. He just had to delay the time.

However, he was pampered, and he had lived almost sixty years old since he was a child. He has never suffered any crime, let alone suffering. He has always allowed others to suffer and control the power of life and death of others. Qing Huan turned around and asked Nan Shuang, "How does my brother want to retaliate against him? I promise, I will give you an antidote."

Nan Shuang thought to himself, it’s not enough. He’s really going to have enough to live like this. Sooner or later, he will die. The younger sister also knows his true face, so it's better to be happy before death. "I will do it myself."

"That won't work. I have to help my brother too. Who calls me a good sister?" Qing Huan raised her eyebrows. She had nothing but pity and regret for Nan Shuang, but if the real Nan Yan was here, she would be the emperor with a thousand swords. Wan Yan couldn't solve his hatred. This emperor, just because Nanshuang had a double pupil, he did not ask Qinghong and indiscriminately to punish Nanjia and kill the nine races. Then he coveted Nanshuang's beauty and brought it to the palace. Castration was not counted, and he was blinded. The other person’s eyes were lost, just because it was a double pupil!

I got the person, knowing that there is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred between each other, but I want to make Nan Shuang fall in love with him-Qing Huan wants to ask him, uncle, do you have a problem in your mind? The concubines in the harem are waiting for you one by one, do you really think that you are a favorite sweet pastry?

If this prominent identity is removed, it is still the old saying that people who sell **** are too old.

Qing Huan neatly learned the way the emperor tied Nanshuang, tied the emperor to the pillar, and then chuckled: "Brother, I tied the emperor together. You can do whatever you want."

Nan Shuang also raised his lips and smiled. At this moment, he no longer concealed his dark and bloodthirsty side. God knows how tired he is always pretending to be a little white flower in front of the emperor. If it wasn't for understanding the medicine, how could he endure the humiliation for so long? Only the old emperor would think that his Yu Wei was still there, thinking that Nan Shuang was the ignorant and innocent boy fifteen years ago.

He has long turned into a man-eater.

When he was disobedient at first, Nan Shuang spent a very long two years in this secret room, suffering day and night. The emperor didn't have time, so he changed his guards and eunuchs-although these people were later killed by the powerful Nan Shuang, those memories still existed in his mind.

Therefore, he is very familiar with this room, knowing where to put something. Nan Shuang walked up to the emperor and stretched out his hand to explore his face. The emperor is old and unable to do what he wants, which is why in recent years he has become more and more vicious against Nan Shuang. He never let Nan Shuang touch his face, because he himself knew that a face that had been stained with wrinkles was no longer as handsome as a young and strong man.

But now Nan Shuang touched his face, the hands that once made the emperor feel as beautiful as green, at this moment, they are like the believing son of a viper.

He used to torture Nan Shuang because he was disobedient, and then in the winter, he let Nan Shuang's almost disabled hands soak in the ice water, all because Nan Shuang refused to change his clothes.

He had also thrown him into the guards because Nan Shuang was struggling intensely under him. Such a beautiful man, even if he is not a woman, is still full of temptation.

He also flogged Nan Shuang, because Nan Shuang's heavy pupil was too stubborn and seemed to always have endless determination, so he ordered people to blind him. He put all the negative emotions on Nan Shuang, and he even castrated him because Nan Shuang was a man!

For the old emperor, if you can't be my woman, he wants you to be my personal **** and stay with me every day.

If it's not a woman, wouldn't it be enough to cut off that stuff? This was the emperor's regret, so he always asked Nan Shuang to dress up as a woman, apply fat and powder, and learn how to talk and walk as a woman.

But in any case, Nan Shuang is not a woman.

"Small smoke."

"Ok?"

"You go out and wait for your brother, what your brother has to do is not suitable for you to see." Even though she was already in such a situation, Nan Shuang still didn't want her sister to see it. He was already dirty and filthy, and he didn't want her to think his methods were vicious.

Qinghuan responded with kindness: "Good brother."

When Qinghuan left, Nan Shuang smiled beautifully at the emperor in front of him: "Now is our time."

He rarely laughs, especially when he laughs so brilliantly and beautifully. The emperor has always liked Nan Shuang's smile, but at this moment, being stared at by those hollow eyes, the emperor couldn't help trembling all over.

Qing Huan walked out of the secret room and sat cross-legged outside, yelling, anyway, as soon as the wall was closed, the emperor could not hear him. The emperor was afraid of being known about his long-yang addiction, so he built the secret room extremely concealed and paid special attention to sound insulation.

Now it's for the benefit of himself.

Qing Huan waited outside for about an hour before Nan Shuang walked out of it. She sat on the ground, grabbing his clothes easily. Nan Shuang was stunned for a moment, reached down to find her where, and then hugged her tightly.