The whole family of villains criticized her wildly, but the princess treated her with medical treatm

He was about to die of illness, but thanks to her treatment and help, he was lucky enough to save his life.

Although Xie Xuanchen belongs to the royal family, his grandfather had already lost his title when he participated in the Eight Kings Rebellion and stood on the wrong side. In his parents' generation, he was only a ninth-grade sesame official. By his generation, he was a commoner. His father was infected. The person who died of severe cold was also infected with his mother, and his relatives died completely.

Regent Yan Yang selected him among the clan members five years ago because he was young and had no background and was easy to handle.

When he was ten years old, Xie Xuanchen was so poor that he couldn't even raise the money for his parents' coffin board.

Now that he is 15 years old, he originally thought that by adopting the name of the late emperor, he would be able to achieve great wealth and great honor.Who would have thought that he would jump into another terrifying fire pit and suffer in agony, unable to survive!

"Long live your Majesty, is the Holy Eucharist safe?"

Mu Tingxue bowed and took care of the other person's body.

Last time in the Warm Heart Pavilion, she guessed the identity of the little emperor and could pretend not to know; but this time it was absolutely impossible because the beautiful young man was wearing a black gold thread dragon robe and a crown on his head.

Xie Xuanchen was in a happy mood and hurried forward to hold her arm in person: "The ground is cold. Sister, get up and talk. I...I am already well."

Mu Tingxue was a little frightened: "The people in Qihuang Palace have many eyes, so I'm afraid it's inappropriate for Your Majesty to address your daughter like that."

Although I feel happy to be called sister by a beautiful boy, the status gap between the two parties is really too big.

The little emperor's sister, isn't she a princess?

This is not fun to shout about.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Xie Xuanchen's eyes, and he lowered his voice and muttered: "But my sister saved my life."

That aggrieved little look looked like some kind of stuffed animal.

Mu Tingxue's heart couldn't help but soften: "Let me see His Majesty's injuries."

Xie Xuanchen immediately entered the Nuan Pavilion.

He sat cross-legged on the warm futon, placed his injured arm that had been sutured on the desk, lifted up the sleeve of his dragon robe, and let her inspect it.

"Has the wound been red, swollen, hot or painful in the past few days?" Mu Tingxue took out the dressing pack, small tweezers and suture removal scissors from the small space of the jade bottle.

"No." The little emperor replied obediently.

Mu Tingxue first disinfected her hands with alcohol. After making sure that there was no purulent secretion from the boy's sutured wound and that the wound showed no symptoms of infection, she began to use iodophor cotton balls around the wound in circles. Disinfect skin thoroughly.

She concentrated on using the tweezers to pull a small piece of suture buried in the flesh, and cut it with scissors.

Finally, use tweezers to pull out the suture toward the cut side.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." The little emperor sat up straight, and the slight pain coming from the sutures of the wound was nothing at all.

It was a pleasure to be taken seriously by her.

After everything was removed, Mu Tingxue disinfected his affected area again, used hydrogen peroxide to clean up the remaining small amount of blood clots, applied medicine, covered it with sterile gauze dressing, and fixed it with tape.

"All right."

Mu Tingxue gave the doctor's advice, "Don't let the wound area get wet. Eat more eggs and apples during the recovery period, and avoid spicy food. In another two or three days, if there is no redness or swelling, it will heal quickly."

She took out a small box of vitamin E milk and handed it over, "Apply this for external use and it can fade scars."

There are many rules in the palace, and it seems that leaving scars is taboo.

Xie Xuanchen held the plaster and said with warmth in his heart: "Thank you, sister."

For five years, she was the only person in the palace who sincerely helped him.

Empress Dowager Yan's maids will not care about his life or death.

Even though she could go in and out of Qihuang Palace and diagnose the Queen Mother's pulse, she was definitely not ordered by the Queen Mother to treat herself. Everything was done out of her own will.

Xie Xuanchen took out a hand-carved bird from his waist and handed it to Mu Tingxue: "This is for you."

Mu Tingxue's eyes lit up: "This little fat girl is very cute. Thank you for the reward, Your Majesty."

Chubby and hand-carved, it is very healing to look at.

After all, he is a 15-year-old boy. Even though he is suppressed in the palace, he still retains some childlike innocence.

In a reciprocal manner, Mu Tingxue touched the Cangbi vase from her wide sleeves and took out a luminous toy: "This is for Your Majesty. Happy New Year."

Xie Xuanchen's pupils suddenly shrank.

It was a five-clawed blue dragon, very light in texture and lifelike in form. It was a arrogant and arrogant dragon, with the power to look down on the world, and shone with golden light.

He just touched the dragon horn and touched the switch. The golden dragon turned into a green dragon, and the green light shone!

The little emperor held his breath. This was more exciting than a magic trick - the dragon actually flew up on its own. The Eastern Green Dragon turned into a purple dragon with rising purple energy, and the dragon's claws could still move!

Red, gold, yellow, green, blue and purple.

The luminous zodiac dragon toy kept changing its brilliance, dazzling the little emperor: "Do you really want to give it to me?"

This doesn't look like a vulgar thing, it's very precious.

Compared with the clumsy hand-carved wood bird, he couldn't help but blush.

"Your Majesty is the True Dragon Emperor, so this thing is naturally the most suitable for you."

Mu Tingxuemeng called him "sister" several times, feeling a little guilty if he didn't do what a sister should do.

During the Chinese New Year, my sister is not allowed to buy a toy or give some candy to my handsome brother.

Historically, puppet emperors like Xie Xuanchen spent their days in the palace in fear, walking on thin ice, as if they were in prison.Other people's children act like spoiled children in their parents' arms at the age of ten. At the age of ten, they are surrounded by wolves and tigers. They have no entertainment, no enjoyment, no freedom, no health, and are not even allowed to have their own will.

His life was too hard.

Mu Tingxue grabbed a handful of chocolates and stuffed them into his hand: "Today is the New Year, so eat Stove King Candies."

of course.

She is a common person and has selfish motives.If you don’t want to offend the little emperor, make friends if you can.

The Yan family's relatives have exclusive power. According to the trajectory of history, it will only be a matter of time before they are liquidated.

Lu Pheasant took power, and her family was eventually executed. The most famous Queen Mother Wang Zhengjun in the Western Han Dynasty, her nephew Wang Mang usurped the throne and was finally cut into pieces, and her skull was painted with paint and made into a collection; even in Dream of Red Mansions, when the imperial concubine Jia Yuanchun died, Jia Yuanchun The family also collapsed immediately, the trees fell and the hozens scattered.

No one can be sure that the little emperor will always be just a puppet who does nothing, not to mention that he has done a good job in his own homework and is not stupid.The six civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, as well as many nobles and noble families, would not watch helplessly as the Xie family was replaced by relatives of the Yan family with unjust names.

Xie Xuanchen felt quite happy as he grabbed candy with one hand and a luminous toy with the other.

The Jingyang bell in the palace struck one hundred and eight times, played fairy music in unison, and blasted firecrackers to welcome the new year, but they were far less deafening than her words "Your Majesty is the real dragon emperor"!