This Husband Is Frail And Weak

Chapter 83

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Su Huaijing never told Rong Tang how he knew that Duke Xianguo's Mansion was given to Sheng Chengli.

Rong Tang asked several times in an indirect way, but often before he could get a word out, Su Huaijing glared back at him. After he finished speaking, he could only lower his voice and say the four words "You are so fierce" in a wronged tone.

He felt that the villain was a bit too much, but he couldn't beat him. Fortunately, he was not curious about what kind of forces Su Huaijing had cultivated, or how he paid attention to Sheng Chengli's movements.

The Duke Xian's mansion was burned down, and Emperor Renshou was furious.

Half a month after the incident, when Ke Hongxue asked Rong Tang to go out with them to have tea and enjoy the snow around the fire, she smiled and told Rong Tang a story that had not yet spread among the people.

The protagonist's fate was tampered with by a sorcerer since he was born. His original Ziwei companion star was assigned to the sixth prince Sheng Chengyun, and a rumor was fabricated for him to hinder the emperor's star. This caused Emperor Renshou to dislike him since he was born.

In his previous two lives, because of the bonus from Heaven and a series of behind-the-scenes operations by Rong Tang and Ke Hongxue, Sheng Chengli successfully became the most beloved prince of Emperor Renshou and the one he felt most guilty about.

But in this life, the hero was released from the cold palace because of a serious illness, and Yue Rong desperately begged to go to the Imperial Hospital before he got the emperor's attention; after coming out, Sheng Chengli was first nearly bitten by the white tiger that Emperor Renshou regarded as a good omen, and then he broke his leg in the imperial garden.

Before she could gain the favor of her father, she had been unlucky again and again. Now that she had finally reached the age to leave the palace and set up her own residence, the fire in Duke Xian's residence happened again.

Emperor Renshou recalled the series of accidents that had happened to Sheng Chengli in just one year, pondered for a long time, and summoned the Imperial Observatory.

Rong Tang's expression froze, and he subconsciously sat up straight and asked, "What happened next?"

Su Huaijing frowned, feeling a little irritated. He couldn't help but reach out and grab Rong Tang's hand, holding it in his own.

Rong Tang quickly turned his head to look at him, then turned back to stare at Ke Hongxue.

Before Su Huaijing could adjust his expression, he was stunned by his action. He was stunned for a long time, shook his head and laughed. What could he do to Tangtang

Ke Hongxue said: "The Imperial Astronomical Observatory said that the fifth prince was born with a different fate. It is his destiny to suffer first and then enjoy happiness. There is a demon in his body. He must go through hardships and resolve the disaster before he can embark on a smooth road."

Rong Tang frowned, silently pondering the meaning behind this sentence.

Just as he was trying to understand whether the Imperial Observatory was recruited by Sheng Chengli like in his previous life and started to speak well of him, Ke Hongxue smiled and completed his unfinished remarks: "The director said that the fifth prince should have been tortured and suffered for eighteen years before having a smooth journey for the next sixty years. But now he was released from the cold palace before the time was up. Not only did the evil in his body not dissipate, but it became angry because of years of suppression, which led to this series of events."

Rong Tang: “?” What kind of fantasy statement is this? Can anyone really believe it

[Have you forgotten how superstitious Emperor Renshou is? ] The system reminded him.

Rong Tang choked up, acknowledging its words, and asked Ke Hongxue: "Anything else?"

Ke Hongxue smiled and said, "Of course there are some. The Supervisor also said that now that the disaster star is accompanying us, the evil in the body of the Fifth Palace will only harm himself, but if the evil is not eliminated in time, sooner or later it will bring disaster to the Emperor Star."

When he said this, the hot tea on the stove was being brewed for the second time, emitting a lingering fragrance. The winter snow was falling in the courtyard, covering the ground with silver. Mu Jingxu was wrapped in a thick cloak, leaning on a soft couch beside him, flipping through ancient books in the Ke family's library, his peach blossom eyes slightly drooping.

This was the first time in Rong Tang's three lifetimes that he saw something akin to laziness in him.

Rong Tang had some doubts in his heart, but he suppressed them for the time being and asked Ke Hongxue: "What are your plans for the future?"

Ke Hongxue: "Of course it is to exorcise evil spirits. His Majesty has already sent people to Tuolan Temple to invite Master Huimian. After the New Year, a ritual will be held in the palace to suppress all the evil spirits in the Fifth Prince."

Rong Tang was silent for a moment. He didn't expect that the butterfly's wings would vibrate here.

Huimian was mentioned in the original novel because Sheng Chengli needed to find a high monk for his extremely superstitious father, to chant scriptures and bless him, to please him, and to make profits for himself.

But in this life, things turned around, and Emperor Renshou asked Huimian to "exorcise the evil spirit" for Sheng Chengli.

This matter was so strange and unexpectedly smooth that Rong Tang was a little confused as to whether Heaven had any special preference for its hero.

Otherwise, how could the situation be allowed to develop to this point

Or... is it because of Su Huaijing again

The Heavenly Dao was unable to do anything with Su Huaijing from the very beginning, so it brought Rong Tang from another world.

But why is it that the laws of nature in this small world have no control over the people living in it

The matter became more and more bizarre, and Rong Tang couldn't help thinking about it in the carriage on his way back to Ning Xuan Palace.

He took advantage of a nap to enter the system space after a long absence.

At first glance, I was almost stunned by the difference between the two sides of my vision.

If we really use games as an analogy, the system space that Rong Tang is bound to should be similar to a real-life picture of an online game.

In the middle is a proportional miniature of the character's current space and form. All perspectives in the system change and move according to the player's perspective, Rong Tang.

There are many points of interaction in the space, such as the balance of some system coins on the side, and the character's virtual avatar and level progress in the upper left corner. When the progress bar is full, it means the task is completed, and after the system master judges it, it will send him the corresponding reward.

For example, a healthy body and enough wealth to provide a lifetime of food and clothing.

The upper right corner is the map area. When the system space is not covered, you can see all the area block maps of this world by clicking on the map. Every time you walk through an area, the relevant location will be lit up. There are also teleportation anchor points set between the area blocks, and Rong Tang can spend system coins to teleport.

As for the male protagonist himself, he will be directly displayed on the map. Rong Tang only needs to click on his avatar to move to the nearest position to him, and then pretend to meet him by chance and walk out as if nothing happened.

Everything was very convenient. Rong Tang had enjoyed this convenience for two lifetimes. When he was reborn this time and the system space was completely covered by a thick black fog, he was still a little uncomfortable.

Later, changes occurred in the space. Half of it was covered by black fog, and the other half was invaded by gray. The system could not see this scene, and Rong Tang himself did not know what was going on, so he simply stopped paying too much attention to it so as not to worry himself.

But now that he came in again, he was completely stunned.

The space is like a rectangular screen, under which should be a three-dimensional projection reflection. The left half is still an indissoluble black, and the right half is a large area of gray.

And at the edge of the gray, there are some glass-like colors that are reflected by sunlight projected onto the clouds.

When Rong Tang saw this gray area for the first time, he only felt that it was wide and dark in color, but now that he came in again, he suddenly realized that this was not pure gray.

It was like layer upon layer of transparent cloth, covered with varying degrees of dirt, all of which were then blurred out, and then overlapped and crisscrossed together, finally forming a large gray fog.

I am confused everywhere and can't understand anything.

But now the confusion has been reduced a little, especially at the edges where the colored light is wrapped, one can almost see some extremely clean light-colored transparency.

Rong Tang looked carefully and saw the eaves of houses lined up in rows below.

The reason lies in the very center of the picture.

Rong Tang saw himself—only half of his body.

The area where the gray meets the black is clearly the densest, and the gray is almost melted into a thick black, but only the middle area emits a faint light, like a heart struggling to maintain itself under the pixels.

A very blurry half-figure was lying in the carriage with eyes closed. Half of the person was invisible in the darkness, while the other half had a peaceful expression under the trembling gray fog that kept shaking at the edges.

The gray color kept trying to invade to the left, but almost as soon as it did so, it was merged into a large area of thick dark color. There was no sign of color dilution, but it was still struggling to explore.

The closer it got to Rong Tang, the more tentative it became, and the thick fog repeatedly hit the darkness like a reckless warrior.

There was no sound or expression. All you could see was two thick fogs, which were generally harmonious and did not disturb each other. Only the traces of water waves could be heard from time to time in the middle.

Rong Tang stared at that piece for a long time, and his nose suddenly felt sore.

Without any reason, he felt that the thick fog was trying to pull him back to its own territory.

Even though he would be swallowed and corroded by the darkness, he still tried again and again with courage and determination to piece together the half of his body that it was protecting into a complete little man.

It seems that is the original meaning of its existence in this space.

Rong Tang had been silent for too long in the space, and the system noticed something was wrong, and asked with some concern: [Host, what's wrong with you? ]

Rong Tang finally came back to his senses from his long gaze: "It's okay."

The voice of consciousness simulated emotions, with a barely perceptible crying tone. The system immediately realized that something was wrong and looked around anxiously, but only saw a whole three-dimensional picture that remained normal.

It was a fine winter day in Yujing. The snow had just stopped falling and the eaves and the ground were covered with white snow.

The carriage of Prince Ningxuan's palace was driving on the widest avenue in Yujing City. There was a stove and incense in the carriage, and two people were sitting and lying.

The person sitting was reading a book by candlelight, but his eyes would occasionally glance at the sleeping person; the sleeping face looked peaceful, as if he had fallen into a sweet dream.

But the system looked at the sleeping little man for a long time, and then asked in a muffled mechanical voice: [Tangtang, why are you crying? ]

Rong Tang was stunned for a moment, raised his hand outside the space, and instinctively wiped his face: "I don't know."

He doesn't have any "God's perspective" at all. He doesn't even know what kind of world he is in.

Rong Tang opened his eyes, his pupils slightly red.

Su Huaijing saw him stand up. At first, he was smiling, but when he saw the color in his eyes, his expression darkened and he asked in a low voice: "Are you dreaming again?"

Rong Tang was slightly startled and shook his head: "No."

Su Huaijing didn't believe it and still stared at him with a frown: "Really?"

Rong Tang nodded firmly: "Seriously."

He opened the curtains, looked at the snow outside the car, and said softly: "Huai Jing, the New Year is coming soon, what New Year's gift do you want?"

New Year and birthday come together, and he wants to celebrate Su Huaijing's birthday well.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was no reply. Rong Tang looked back in confusion, but the scene in front of him suddenly went dark.

Su Huaijing raised his hand, wiped away the tears from his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Tangtang, you owe me three wishes, do you remember?"

Rong Tang was slightly stunned, and after thinking for a long time, he finally remembered what he was saying.

In the carriage before the flower-picking party, he lost to Su Huaijing and was tricked into fulfilling his three requests.

Rong Tang was speechless for a moment, and nodded resignedly: "Remember."

"I'm going to use the first one now." said Su Huaijing.

Rong Tang was extremely puzzled. He had no idea what was there in him that was worthy of the current villain's "wish" to come true.

It was clear that he could even scheme against the male protagonist.

But he still nodded: "You say."

Su Huaijing: "Next time in your dream, you have to find me."

Rong Tang's whole body froze, and he opened his eyes in disbelief, staring into Su Huaijing's eyes.

Su Huaijing repeated: "You need to find me. You know where I am."

The Imperial Palace, Shu, the Li Mansion in Songjing Lane, the rooms in Fengyue Tower, and even... Qin Pengxuan's house.

As long as Rong Tang is willing, he can find anyone in the world at any time.

But Rong Tang stopped where he was. The sour feeling in his nose inexplicably came up again, and his throat became a little hoarse.

He hid his hands behind his back, clenched them into fists, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What if you ignore me?"

"Look for it a few more times." Su Huaijing leaned forward, pulled out his hand hidden behind his back, and gently pulled it away little by little: "Give me a little more patience, I will definitely pay attention to you."

"Okay?" Su Huaijing pressed his forehead against his and asked softly.

Outside the window, the sound of horse hooves stepping on the snow was dense and long.

(End of this chapter)