The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans

The person in front of him was dressed in dark clothes, his appearance was above average, his height was also above average, and his expression... was expressionless.

098 glanced at this person again and again, "Host, this doesn't look like an adult." How could someone not be an adult suddenly appear here?

Ling Chunan did not answer 098's question, but looked at the person in front of him, "Who are you?"

"Under Shadow Nine." The man looked at the bamboo leaf in Ling Chunan's hand, then at Ling Chunan's face, and bowed his hands, "My lord would like to invite you to visit us."

Without waiting for Ling Chunan to reply, Ying Jiu grabbed Ling Chunan's arm and jumped up, landing in the yard next door to Prince Anjing's Mansion with several vertical jumps.

098 was shocked, so fast.Then it began to worry a little, how could this world be considered a world of martial arts, Ling Chunan didn't have martial arts, wouldn't it be a disadvantage in this world?

Ling Chunan didn't think as much as 098, he was quite interested in the lightness skills in this world, which was much more convenient than the transportation here, but it was a little uncomfortable to be grabbed by his arm.

This courtyard is adjacent to the Zizhu Courtyard of King Anjing's Mansion, and belongs to the old house next door, but the original text does not mention who lived in this old house, and An Zhiqi does not have any useful information in his memory.

Ling Chunan took a rough look, the flowers and plants were pruned in an orderly manner, the paths in the yard were spotless, it could be seen that every scene was carefully designed, and from the perspective of this other courtyard, the scale was not smaller than their palace.

After putting Ling Chunan down, Ying Jiu took a few steps back and apologized to Ling Chunan: "Sorry, I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Ling Chunan withdrew his gaze, "Who wants to see me?"

"Please wait a moment, I will report here."

"Host, I haven't found any information about the owner of this place. According to the records, this old house was originally built to be used by a certain prince from the previous dynasty, but then it was abandoned for more than ten years for unknown reasons, and was even set as a forbidden area by the emperor's order." 098 Read the material to Ling Chunan.

"Understood." Ling Chunan sat down on the stone bench and looked at the chessboard on the stone table.

There is a game of broken chess on the chessboard, but it is strange that two chess cups are placed side by side.

Obviously this is a chess game played by one person alone. Ling Chunan counted the pieces on the board, and then pushed back according to the final result, and finally came to a conclusion, "One thousand 240 nine."

"What?" Eleven asked.

A person can make so many moves in chess, how boring is his life, Ling Chunan shook his head, picked up a white piece and put it in the center of the chessboard, "I decided to forgive him."

098 who can't keep up with the host's brain circuit at all: "..."

"I've been waiting for a long time, my lord invites you in." At this moment, Ying Jiu appeared in front of Ling Chunan again, with a more humble attitude than before.

Ling Chunan got up and patted the non-existent dust, motioning for Ying Jiu to lead the way.

Ying Jiu led Ling Chunan to a room three steps away, "Your Excellency is waiting for you inside, please come in."

Ling Chunan nodded, and opened the door a few steps forward.

Now it is the mid-autumn festival, but the stove is lit inside the house. Although there is incense, it can't hide the faint smell of medicine. After Ling Chunan entered, Yingjiu closed the door.

Bypassing the screen, a figure appeared in Ling Chunan's line of sight. The man's black hair was tied up casually, his facial features were profound, and he looked sharp and indifferent when he had no expression. He had lost a lot of weight, and the smell of medicine that Ling Chunan smelled just now came from him, and there was a wheelchair not far from him, obviously he had some mobility problems.

Seeing Ling Chunan coming in, the man smiled at him, "You're here," pointing to the chair beside him, "Please sit down."

Ling Chunan nodded, but did not move immediately, "Who are you?"

"You are the son of King An Jing." Not surprised by the scar on Ling Chunan's face, the man revealed Ling Chunan's identity in one gulp, then he coughed lightly, took a sip of the tea in hand, and then He continued: "According to seniority, you should call me Uncle Huang, but I am not of the same clan as you, so these addresses fall into the clichés. My name is Xiao Hongjing, you can call me Hongjing."

The name Xiao Hongjing appeared once in the original text, but the man died suddenly just after saying a few words. In the end, I don’t know whether the author forgot or what, until the end of the plot, this mystery was not solved, so Ling Chunan was deeply impressed.

Hearing the man say that now, Ling Chunan didn't understand why, he was called the emperor's uncle but he was not of the same clan, obviously the son of the emperor who was over 70 years old was born illegitimately.

In fact, counting age, Ling Chunan's body is now eighteen, and the man is only 11 years older than him, not even thirty.

According to what the person in the original text said, Xiao Hongjing's illness should have been brought out from his mother's womb. He was riddled with illnesses, and he was not born of the royal family. He was able to survive the power struggle between the two generations, and he seemed to be living well. Can't say it's not great.

Thinking of this, Ling Chunan bowed to him, "Uncle Huang, this junior An Zhiqi."

098 can assure you that Xiao Hongjing's expression distorted slightly when Ling Chunan called out this name. He believed that with the eyesight of his own host, he couldn't have missed it. Then Ling Chunan's next sentence made 098 confirm that he was deliberately angry with this person. He said, "Uncle Huang, what is your business in calling your nephew and grandson to your residence?"

Xiao Hongjing didn't answer immediately, but poured Ling Chunan a cup of tea, "Come and sit."

Ling Chunan went over to sit down, took a sip from the teacup, and then frowned.

"Sorry, the hospitality is not good, I only have herbal tea here." Xiao Hongjing noticed Ling Chunan's expression, and said quickly, as if he was afraid that he would get up and leave.

"It's okay, I usually drink medicine at home." Ling Chunan replied.

"Take medicine? Why take medicine? Are you in poor health?" Xiao Hongjing looked a little nervous.

Ling Chunan said: "It's nothing..."

Xiao Hongjing interrupted him, "Stretch out your hand."

Ling Chunan glanced at the man, a smile flashed across his eyes, and then stretched out his hand nervously.

In the past, the hands of every man in the world were warm, but this time it was several degrees colder than Ling Chunan. You must know that not only the heater is lit in the room, but he is also wearing a dress that should not be worn in this season. fur coat.

As time went by, Xiao Hongjing's brows became more and more wrinkled. He hadn't had time to sort out Ling Chunan's body, so his physical condition was naturally not much better. All the doctors had previously asserted that this son would not live past forty, but In the original text, he died at 21. This conclusion has not been confirmed.

After taking the pulse, Xiao Hongjing withdrew his hand, and his expression became soft again, "You are a residual poison left by innateness. I will send someone to give you some medicine later. After two months of recuperation, you will recover." He said Pick up a pen and start writing prescriptions.

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Huang." Ling Chunan glanced at the prescription written by Xiao Hongjing, and smiled brightly at him.

Xiao Hongjing was startled, and then turned his eyes away, "Forget it, you go back to the house first, I was the one to be rude today."

After leaving the old house, 098 asked: "Host, why didn't he keep you in his house?" This was obviously not in line with the man's usual disposition, every time he met before, he wanted to stick to the host.

"Maybe they think I'm too ugly and despise me." Ling Chunan said pitifully.

098 was not fooled this time, "How is it possible?!" Just now Xiao Hongjing saw his host's eyes almost straightened, and even he could see the enthusiasm inside, how could he think the host was ugly?

Ling Chunan laughed, shrugged, and did not answer 098.

When Xiao Hongjing gave Ling Chunan his pulse, Ling Chunan also quietly penetrated his power into the opponent's body.This man's physical condition is much worse than it looks on the surface. If he doesn't get treatment, he probably won't live for two years.

Obviously, according to the medical skills the man showed just now, it is impossible not to know the result.And with the tacit understanding that the two of them have traveled through so many worlds, Ling Chunan naturally knows what the other party thinks and wants to do, and he doesn't want to drag him down.

It was already dark at this time, and no one noticed his brief disappearance. After ordering that no dinner should be delivered, Ling Chunan returned to the room, first took out a small bottle from the storage cabinet under the bookcase, and opened the bottle cap. He took two emerald green pills with a faint fragrance, put them in his mouth and swallowed them, then took off his coat and climbed onto the soft couch, found a book and flipped through it slowly.

"Host, what are you doing?" 098 asked.

"Take medicine."

098:"……"

Just after Ling Chunan finished reading a book, there was a light knock on the door.

"The host is Ying Jiu." 098 said.

Ling Chunan: "Come in."

Ying Jiu pushed open the door. He was holding a tray with a bowl of medicine on it. He respectfully said, "Senior An, my lord has asked my subordinates to deliver medicine to you."

"Thank you, Uncle Huang, for me." Ling Chunan smiled, then took the medicine bowl and drank it down.

"The subordinate..." Seeing that Ling Chunan drank the medicine, Ying Jiu was about to leave, but suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, and stretched out his hand to support Ling Chunan who fell suddenly, "An Shizi, are you alright?"

At this time Ling Chunan was already unconscious.

098 felt that something was wrong, but he never remembered it.

It wasn't until Yingjiu hurriedly brought its host back to Xiao Hongjing's mansion, and successfully occupied the other's bed, that it suddenly realized.

The host's routine is really unfathomable, it is willing to admit defeat.

Of course Ling Chunan did it on purpose. He read the prescription given to him by the man, and he also knew what medicinal ingredients were in the medicine that An Zhiqi took before, so after discovering that there were medicinal ingredients that were harmful but not fatal, he made such a Action, perfect and not arousing suspicion.

So it was not surprising that Ling Chunan was lying in the arms of the man when he woke up the next morning.

Ling Chunan stretched out his hand to peel off the clothes on the man's chest, touched the man's chest, and found that his body was also cold, if it wasn't for the beating heart, he really didn't look like a living person, and there was too little flesh on his body, While thinking about it, Ling Chunan peeled off the clothes on the man's shoulders. Anyway, there was still some flesh on his arm. He licked it first, and then bit down on it.

Fortunately, although the man is not in good health, the speed of recovery from the trauma has not changed. After Ling Chunan ate enough and licked the blood from the edge of the wound, the wound has basically recovered.

"What's the smell?" Xiao Hongjing's voice came at this time.

"It smells like a little medicine." Ling Chunan recollected it for a while, and without the slightest embarrassment of being caught, he squinted at the man and smiled, "It's delicious."

"That's good." Xiao Hongjing's voice was tainted with a smile, and then he stretched out his hand to hold Ling Chunan in his arms, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry baby, I didn't think well yesterday and forgot to ask you What kind of medicine did you take before? Fortunately, you are fine, otherwise I will really apologize with death."

"Huh? What happened to me yesterday?" Ling Chunan looked confused, "By the way, why am I here?"

098: "..." Pretend, you pretend again.

Xiao Hongjing did not doubt Ling Chunan, he explained in detail to Ling Chunan the reason why medicine should not be taken indiscriminately, and in order for Ling Chunan to recover smoothly, he asked Ling Chunan to live here for the next two months, and he supervised the treatment.

"I'll send someone to talk to your father, and he will agree. As for the brothel girl you brought back," Xiao Hongjing glanced at Ling Chunan's expression, "If you like it, after you recover, I can I'll find you a few ladies from famous families, let's let this one go."

If it weren't for the real vinegar smell, the man's words would still be credible.

Having achieved his goal, Ling Chunan felt a little bit reluctant, "She has only been in the mansion for two days, I haven't..." After that, Ling Chunan seemed to be frightened by the coldness coming from the man, Ling Chunan nodded again and again, reluctantly She said: "Okay, I will send her back in a few days."

"Then it's settled." Xiao Hongjing softened his face, and reached out to touch Ling Chunan's long hair, "It's getting late, you get up first, and I'll ask my servants to prepare breakfast for you."

Ling Chunan obediently got up from the bed, "Uncle Huang, the grand nephew of the emperor will change your clothes for you."

Seeing the man's instantly tangled expression, 098 finally couldn't hold back, "Puff haha..."