More than Your Imagination Chapter 6

"Yes, young master, you personally selected us and taught us step by step. We didn't wait for you long before we went to Jinling and brought Finn Ji and Landon with us. You don't know that we are guarding this empty building." How did the yard come about?"

Hudson Xiao couldn't laugh or cry: "Wouldn't it be more convenient for you if I'm not here? Isn't it good that you don't have to listen to anyone's orders?"

"No." The young man said: "We are all the people you saved personally, young master. Our lives have long been yours. In the hearts of the slaves, you are our only master, and the master is God. The master wants us to Never hesitate to die."

Several maids and servants kept repeating: "No hesitation."

Even Finn Ji and Ling Yan, who had been following him, looked at him steadily, sharing the same look with these people.

Without hesitation.

Hudson Xiao's heart felt warm, but then he felt a chill.

"Okay, I know you are loyal. But don't say such words again in the future. I will not let you die, and no one will dare to let you die. I don't like to hear words like dying at any time."

Although everyone was a little confused by his sudden change of attitude, Hudson Xiao was the only belief in their hearts.

Whatever he said, they did.

Things like whether or not you will die... just don't mention it from now on.

Fortunately, it would take a while, but Hudson Xiao was really tired and hadn't had much rest after running around for nearly half a month. He sent everyone out and asked Finn Ji to bring a bucket of hot water in for a comfortable bath.

By the time everything was done, it was already past dinner time. Hudson Xiao's appetite was not high, so he didn't let the kitchen cook. He only picked up some fruits and pastries from the room to fill his stomach.

In early spring, it was still a bit cold in Kyoto, and the fire was burning brightly in the house. The young man was only wearing a middle coat, with half-dry black hair, and was leaning loosely on the bed.

This body has been poisoned before, and its foundation is not very good. Countless famous medicines were given to me, and after so many years, I got better.

He was walking in a hurry and the road was so long that he almost fell ill before he reached Jinling. He was so frightened that his cousin Qin Yu and the best doctor in Jinling rushed over to pick him up.

He was actually satisfied with this body, but it was just too thin and weak.

In winter and spring, you don't even notice it when you are covered with thick clothes. Once you take off the cotton clothes, almost only your skeleton is left.

Hudson Xiao had long been used to it. After drinking the medicine, he rubbed his temples and lay down on the golden nanmu bed again.

Perhaps because of this bed, Hudson Xiao actually dreamed about what happened when he first traveled through time.

This is the sixth year since Hudson Xiao came to this world.

He was not originally from this era, he came from the future.

In that distant future, his name is also Hudson Xiao. He is a young genius who has just passed the college entrance examination and is being competed by major prestigious schools. He was born an orphan and no one knew who his parents were.

Because of his clever mind, Hudson Xiao was quickly spotted by the military. In that war-torn era where scientific and technological talents were in urgent need, people like him were the most precious.

People in the military even planned many bright futures for him.

The people who had been raised for sixteen years and trained as tools disappeared in a hurry before they even had a chance to be used.

Hudson Xiao didn't know how he traveled through time. He only remembered that that night he learned from the military boss who had raised him for many years that his existence was only for future research to better protect mankind. The day when the university starts is when his tool comes into play.

It was like a hammer hitting my chest. After I fell asleep in a daze, when I opened my eyes again, I was on this golden nanmu bed.

He traveled to this dynasty that has not even been recorded in unofficial history.

It's just that the timing of the time travel was not good. The original body was suffering from a high fever, and every part of his body was in pain. It was like ants were gathering in the blood, biting fiercely. Accompanied by endless crying and quarreling beside the bed.

When a hand held a silver needle and inserted it into the other person's acupuncture point, Hudson Xiao's eyes darkened and he fainted again.

It was a week later when I woke up again.

The pain did not lessen as time passed, on the contrary it seemed to become more painful. I still remember the caution of the people around him when he opened his eyes, and the complicated expressions on their faces when they discovered that he had forgotten almost everything.

There are regrets and regrets, but more importantly, there is concern and relief.

He realized that many people here might love "him". Growing up in such a strict environment, the first thing Hudson Xiao learned was to smile.

He always had a smile on his face.

So he propped himself up, looked past the people in the room, spoke with difficulty, and showed his first smile since he came to this era.

Don't cry, come on, follow me.

laugh.

But the crying seemed louder.

Hudson Xiao was a little confused.

One week after waking up, I was in such a body that I could get out of bed. After pretending to be stupid for seven days, I don’t want to sit back and wait for death any longer. So Hudson Xiao spent a day in the study, read all the history books, and finally had some understanding of this era.

When he saw the last one, he found a hidden folder behind the bookcase containing many letters.

Many letters with the same handwriting, and one letter that has not yet been sent.

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At Mao hour, it was not bright yet.

Xiao Heng walked into the hall covered in morning dew.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report."

Emperor Taixing sat on the dragon chair, overlooking the civil and military officials. His eyes were like falcons and his eyes were like torches.

"Accurate."

"Your Majesty, the deceased in the fire on Zhuque Street the night before has been identified and is undoubtedly Wang Changxuan, the missing minister of the Ministry of Industry. Jinyiwei has cordoned off the scene. I also learned that the burned house was bought by Wang Changxuan and recorded in the name of his daughter Wang Qiluo "

"Wu Zuo has examined the body and it is very likely that Wang Changxuan died of homicide. This is a detailed autopsy record."

The great eunuch Fan Yang took the memorial in his hand, lowered his head, placed it on top, and presented it to Emperor Taixing.