After being reborn, being alone as a queen

"Ye Li, put him on death row, and he will be executed immediately after being asked what is behind the scenes."

After Mu Xiu's words fell, Ye Li appeared respectfully and said: "This subordinate obeys the order."

The man with the scarred face let out a wild laugh: "Mushu! Dog Emperor! Can you sit comfortably on the stolen throne!"

Xie Jin was baffled, whose throne was stolen?Did this buddy believe in the slander of some cult organization to confuse the people?

The current Nanchu Rivers and Mountains were brought down by one soldier in the previous life alone, okay?

A brain is a good thing, but unfortunately he doesn't have one.

Mu Xiu didn't seem to have heard his words, his expression didn't change, he just lowered his eyelids and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xie Jin's face twitched a bit: "Your Majesty, Cao Min only hurt his hand, not his leg, why don't you let me stand down?"

Mu Xiu stared at him for a moment, but finally let him go to the ground.

"If I delay for a while, you will probably hurt more than just your hands at this time."

But even lost his life

Xie Jin knew he was wrong, so he didn't answer, because what he said was indeed true.

Zhao Chengde led a group of palace men to climb up panting, seeing the tragic situation here, gasped and shouted: "Protect Your Majesty!"

Then the wind under his feet rushed to Mu Xiu's side, terrified: "Your Majesty! Are you injured?!"

Xie Jin supported the wound on his arm, and said dissatisfiedly: "Eunuch Zhao! What kind of eyes are you looking at? I am the one who was injured! Oh, it hurts me to death."

There is also a lack of strength, which means nothing.

The corner of Mu Xiu's lips moved inconspicuously, and he stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, only to find that his chest was soaked with Xie Jin's blood, as if his chest had been injured.

Zhao Chengde was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Xie Jin's arm that was still dripping blood, and said in horror: "Why is there so much blood, young master, how could you be hurt like this?"

Mu Xiu said: "Let's talk about gossip later, call the imperial physician first."

Zhao Chengde immediately turned his head and ordered people to rush to find the imperial physician, turned his head to look at Zhao Xiaogui, who was already unconscious on the ground, and said, "Xiaogui?!"

Xie Jin didn't care about the injury on his hand at this time, walked to Zhao Xiaogui's side, lifted his robe and squatted down, stretched out two fingers to feel on his pulse gate for a moment: "Don't be afraid, Eunuch Zhao, he is still alive."

"..." Zhao Chengde raised his head and looked at Xie Jin in shock: "Young master can also be a doctor?"

Xie Jin was taken aback for a moment, and said honestly, "No."

Zhao Chengde: "..."

Xie Jin withdrew his hand, stood up and scratched his hair: "Isn't a person's life and death detected by detecting his pulse? If he is still angry, he is still alive. What kind of medical skills do he need, haha?"

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, his feet went limp

Mu Xiu's figure immediately appeared on the side, grabbing his uninjured arm forcefully, letting him lean on his body, frowning and saying: "If you can't do it, don't try to be brave, and give the poison as soon as the time is over." Others conveyed true energy, so I don’t want to kill myself?”

It was at this moment that Zhao Chengde finally understood why he was so unnecessary even though he had no medical skills.

Xie Jin's face was extremely ugly due to excessive blood loss, and his lips were extremely white.

He only had time to forcefully hold his lips, then he tilted his head and fainted in Mu Xiu's arms.

On the eve of his coma, the last thought in his mind was that he was reborn for less than a month, either he was hit by a board or poisoned, and the truth of his death in his previous life was wrapped in a thick fog

Is it a blessing or a curse to live a new life by myself.

An hour later, in the bedroom of Chaoyang Palace

"My Majesty, Little Eunuch Zhao's internal organs were injured by internal force, and he is basically out of danger now, but he will need a long period of recuperation to recover. Young Master Zhao's meridians are only damaged and he lost too much blood. The wound looks grim. In fact, there is no serious problem, but Concubine Hui, she lost a lot of blood and although the knife deviated from her heart, it was extremely deep. But come, probably..."

Chen Xi knelt in front of Mu Xiu and reported everything.

Standing behind Mu Xiu, Zhao Chengde glanced at the woman on the couch, and shook his head regretfully. After all, this Concubine Hui was a person who grew up with the emperor and the others. Why was she so confused this time? .

Mu Xiu couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, and he said after a long while, "Put Qu Huashang into the sky prison, and treat her as best as the Imperial Hospital can. If she really can't be rescued, she will die."

Death is not a pity?

Qu Huashang, as the only daughter-in-law of the General Jingyuan's Mansion, has been arrogant and domineering since entering the palace, and the emperor's attitude of turning a blind eye can be seen, one is affection, and the other is that the emperor still has feelings for the General Mansion dreaded.

Now for the sake of the second son of the Zhongyonghoufu, is His Majesty going to destroy years of forbearance?

Chen Xi was slightly shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm, and he cupped his hands and said, "I will obey the imperial decree."

After the people from the Imperial Hospital left, Zhao Chengde said: "Your Majesty, this concubine Hui..."

Mu Xiu tilted his head, his expression was cold: "What? You want to intercede for her?"

Zhao Chende quickly bowed and said: "Your Majesty, calm down, this old slave is not trying to intercede with Concubine Hui, but if General Jingyuan knows that Concubine Hui is in prison, he may have a different heart. Is the game empty? What's more, now that the Prime Minister has passed away and the situation in the court is strange, this old slave thinks that you... it is really inappropriate to make more enemies at this time."

Mu Xiu's eyes were startled, and he said coldly: "As the head of the concubines in the harem, if he breaks into my bedroom and kills my palace people, if such arrogance is not punished, what is the power of God? I think he is not in Qujing's thin face." Involving the General's Mansion, what else can he say?"

"The servant feels that this matter of Concubine Hui is quite strange. She has been in the palace for seven or eight years, and she has never done such an outrageous thing. Moreover, according to Xiaogui's description just now, she first came for the young master. But it seems that there is something unspeakable, and later he was stabbed in order to block the knife for the young master."

Naturally, Mu Xiu is not a person with a simple mind and well-developed limbs. Of course, it is impossible for him not to notice the problems that Zhao Chengde has noticed.

"If you are not dazzled by jealousy, you are being instructed by others."

"Your Majesty is wise, and this old slave thinks so too."

Sitting in front of the dragon table, Mu Xiu stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, his expression showing a little fatigue: "Now, do you still think he is Li Yuan?"

Zhao Chengde immediately knelt down: "It's the old slave's whimsy. The prime minister's martial arts are world-class. In such a critical moment of life and death, there must be no problem of deliberately hiding his hands. From the current point of view, although the young master behaves very much like that adult, but After all, you and the prime minister are two people."

Mu Xiu never thought that after he was drunk that day, Zhao Chengde would propose such a ridiculous idea to him.

Today's Xie Jin is Song Liyuan?

Although there is no shortage of ways to shrink the bones and make a facelift in this world

But Song Liyuan, who was able to kill all directions by rushing into the enemy's thousands of horses with one man and one horse, would she pretend to be an idiot?

why?

But he still embraced such an almost impossible possibility, and went to Huguo Temple to burn a stick of incense for the first time, praying to gods and worshiping Buddha with what he always despised.

After all, Mu Xiu is still looking forward to it in his heart, whether it is resurrection from death or feigning death..

As long as he comes alive.

He deliberately transferred all the people from the Emperor's Dark Guard Camp.

because no matter what happens

If it was Song Liyuan, everything could be settled.

He didn't need protection at all. In the past, only Song Liyuan could protect him. In this world, there are only a handful of people who can draw with Song Liyuan.

It is both temptation and trust.

He thought that people with a heart would take the opportunity to make trouble, but he didn't expect that this would turn out to be the case.

Zhao Chengde looked worried: "Your Majesty is tired?"

"A little bit, did someone make medicine? Since that incident...my body is getting worse day by day, and I don't know how long I can hold on now."

Mu Xiu tilted his head, his eyes fell on the huge dragon and phoenix screen in front of the dragon couch

Zhao Chengde shook his hands, and the dust whisk in his arms almost fell to the ground. He said with trembling lips, "Where is this, Your Majesty? You are the Son of the Dragon, and you are blessed by the heavens. You will surely live a long life."

There was a layer of sadness in Mu Xiu's eyes, and he lowered his eyelashes and said, "Immortal? Not to mention how the mortal body is immortal, even if it is really immortal, how painful it would be."

It turns out that Xie Jin is Xie Jin, a playboy with no power to restrain a chicken.

Those who have passed away will never come back.

Of course Zhao Chengde knew what he meant, he sighed and didn't speak.

After a long time, I heard Mu Xiu's weak voice

"When he recovers from his injuries, send him back to Zhongyonghou's Mansion."

Zhao Chengde was very distressed, but Xie Jin was not the prime minister after all.

"The old slave complies."

At this moment, a little eunuch rushed in from the palace gate, knelt in the hall and said, "Your Majesty! Empress Lan Fei is here and says she wants to see you."

Mu Xiu now only felt a dull pain in his chest, and said with an ugly face: "Concubine Lan? What is she doing here? She said that I am very busy and don't have time to see her."

The little eunuch said fearfully, "Concubine Kelan said that she would kneel in front of the palace gate until His Majesty sees her."

"Want to kneel? Then let her kneel."

After Mu Xiu finished speaking expressionlessly, he walked towards the screen, took off his outer robe and hung it on the screen.

The little eunuch was stunned

Until Zhao Chengde said coldly: "What are you looking at? Don't go out yet."

"Yes, yes, yes! The slave will leave!"

It wasn't until the little eunuch came to his senses that he scrambled and retreated.

Sitting in front of the bed and guarding Xie Jin, Mu Xiu glanced at his eyebrows and murmured softly: "Aren't you really him?"

no one will answer him

Not long after, Zhao Chengde brought the medicine juice that had just been brewed, and a little eunuch stood beside him with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, cooling the medicine bowl with a cattail fan.

Seeing Mu Xiu leaning on the edge of the bed, Zhao Chengde said: "Your Majesty, after drinking the medicine, why don't you lie down on the couch and clothes for a while?"

Mu Xiu reached out to take the medicine bowl: "Do you want me to order someone to throw him out?"

Zhao Chengde said: "The old slave doesn't mean that. Your Majesty and the young master are both men. Even if they lie down with their clothes on, what's the problem?"

Mu Xiu looked at the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed, but said nothing

After taking the medicine, Zhao Chengde led all the palace servants to retreat.

As the drowsiness caused by the medicine surged, Mu Xiu's eyelids gradually closed, but his back ached from leaning against the head of the bed.

Xie Jin didn't know about this at all. After the wound was treated with medicine, he could no longer feel the pain, and was immersed in his dream.

Mu Xiu watched for a while, resisted the urge to throw him out and moved him in.

He took out his injured hand and put it on the quilt to prevent him from touching the wound while sleeping, and put a pillow in the middle before lying down with his clothes on.

This time he fell asleep, and he dreamed about many things related to Song Liyuan when he was a child.

Five years of companionship, five years of staff, ten years of prime minister

The bond between the two is incomparable

The same scene always appears in the dream

Song Liyuan always sat under the best-growing peach blossom tree in the East Palace, with black hair and robes spread out on the floor, a high silver crown, and a few peach blossoms fell on his temples.

He didn't speak, but raised his hand to touch it, and took off the flower from his hair.

Mu Xiu was so anxious that he wanted to get closer

but no use

can't see face

Can't shout

no matter how hard you try

...