Ugly Nuer

Lin Feng took the cloak and put it on Xuanyuan Lin carefully: "Your Majesty, it's freezing cold, you must take care of the holy body."

Xuanyuan Lin waved his hand: "Go down, I want to stay by myself for a while."

But where did Lin Feng dare to go? The cold spring was just around the corner. Xuanyuan Lin didn't use a stove or a cloak, and just stood in the snow. How could it make people feel at ease.

Lin Feng peeked at his hands. The majestic Ninth Five-Year Master actually had chilblains on his hands. Who would believe it?

However, regardless of whether it is the clan or the courtiers in the court, Xuanyuan Lin only talks about political affairs with them. Xuanyuan Jing, who used to be very close, is now repeatedly rejected by the emperor. Although the emperor has not dealt with anyone about the New Year's Eve banquet, everyone It can be seen that the monarch and his ministers are divorced.

Now in Dachang, no one can persuade Xuanyuan Lin.

Lin Feng had no choice but to stand in the cold wind and wait.

Xuanyuan Lin was as motionless as a piece of wood, with no expression on his face. Lin Feng just knocked once and then quickly lowered his head. Not long after, the cloak draped over Xuanyuan Lin's shoulders slid off the ground in front of him.

He raised his head quickly, only to see Xuanyuan Lin lifted his foot and left, but there was no road in front of him, he was heading straight towards the rockery in the Imperial Garden.

"Your Majesty? Where are you going?"

Xuanyuan Lin didn't say a word. After Cheng Huan died, he looked very calm. He didn't get angry, and he didn't show much sadness. He just poked like this from time to time, and he didn't pay attention to what others said, as if he didn't hear it. Same.

He didn't even ask about Cheng Huan's funeral, and let the virtuous king handle it.

All the ministers thought it was death like a lamp going out, Xuanyuan Lin finally saw it, and was quite happy for a while.

But only Lin Feng noticed that something was wrong, Xuanyuan Lin still looked the same in front of others, even though he was a little more reticent, what he should do was still the same, but after being in person, he completely changed his appearance.

But he is just a slave, unable to be the master of the emperor, he can only watch and protect him every step of the way.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Lin was getting closer and closer to the rockery, he quickly bit the bullet and pulled him back: "Your Majesty, there is no way ahead."

No way?

Xuanyuan Lin was stunned, raised his hand to touch the snow-covered rockery, grabbed the ball of snow in his hand, and stared at it without blinking.

Lin Feng watched his palm turn red from the cold, but he refused to let go.

He looked at himself and felt cold, thinking about going back to the imperial hospital to get some medicine for frostbite.

The ball of snow still melted in Xuanyuan Lin's hands, he moved his fingers stiffly, and looked at Lin Feng blankly: "It's gone."

Lin Feng didn't know what to do after being told by him, so he had to persuade him to go back to Daming Palace to rest.

Now the Daming Palace is becoming more and more deserted, Cheng Huan was resurrected from the dead before, and now he is dead again. It is rumored in the palace that he is a monster who came to harm the emperor. A person's shadow, not to mention it's the middle of the night.

Lin Feng turned on the lamp carefully, and looked at Xuanyuan Lin with a good eye, lest he would accidentally fall while walking so absent-mindedly, but the journey was safe, and they arrived at Daming Palace safely.

Watching Xuanyuan Lin enter the main hall, Lin Feng clasped his hands together, and bowed to the place where Cheng Huan had been lying before: "I know you are not a monster, the emperor has not sorry for you, you must protect the emperor."

After finishing speaking, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurried into the inner hall, the little eunuch was mixing water for Xuanyuan Lin to wash, he glanced at the steaming water vapor in the copper basin, his heart skipped a beat, he hurried over, and tried it out, This time, he was so hot that he almost cried out.

He slapped the little eunuch on the face: "You're going to die, how can you use such hot water?! If you hurt the dragon's body, how many lives do you have to accompany you?!"

The little eunuch suddenly knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy. Lin Feng was still angry in his heart. Today's life is already sad enough, and these ignorant slaves will come to add to the chaos, which is really bad.

He wanted to teach others a lesson, when suddenly there was the sound of water in his ears, he turned his head and saw that it was Xuanyuan Lin who washed his face with the scalding water.

His pupils shrank, and he quickly moved over to snatch the cloth towel from Xuanyuan Lin's hand, only to see that his face was already red from the hot water, and his hands were suddenly cold and hot, and they were a little chapped.

"What did you say... Your Majesty, how did you use such hot water?"

Xuanyuan Lin stared at the cloth towel that was taken away, as if there was something on it, he was fascinated, and after a few breaths, he shook his head very slightly: "It's not hot."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, making people back off.

Lin Feng didn't dare to stay any longer, he took the water and went out, and when he got out of the palace gate, he hesitated to touch the water to warm him again, it made his fingertips shrink from the heat.

He just said, how could such hot water cool down in just a few words... But why did the emperor use such water?

Lin Feng was very weird in his heart. When there was no movement in the inner hall, he quietly went in and cleaned up the clothes on the ground, and then his face changed slightly, counting nine cold days, why was he wearing single clothes?

Lin Feng searched the inner hall with trembling hands, but he really didn't see the cotton-padded clothes.

The guts of the servants in the palace has reached this level?Don't even care about serving the emperor? !

Suppressing fire in his heart, he called the servant in charge of clothing and gave him a hard lesson. The little eunuch trembled after being scolded by him, and stammered an explanation: "My father-in-law forgives the sin, but the slave will not be ashamed even if he has a hundred courage again." I dare not belittle the emperor, it is the emperor himself who said that there is no need to wear cotton clothes in today's weather... how dare this slave defy the emperor's words."

In such cold weather, don't you need to wear a cotton coat?

Lin Feng was a little stunned, what was the meaning of these words?

I don't feel cold in single clothes in cold weather, and I don't feel hot when I wash in such hot water...

Lin Feng trembled violently, feeling that something was going to happen.

He hurried into the inner hall, and when he saw the heavy hanging curtain, he paused in panic. Now that the emperor is asleep, even if he doesn't know the temperature, he can't wake him up in the middle of the night to ask a doctor. It's still tomorrow. I'll ask the doctor to take a look tomorrow.

Lin Feng had something in his heart, so he didn't go down, so he leaned on the pillar and fell asleep on the ground. When he opened his eyes, it was still dark around him, but the scale of the hourglass reminded him that it was not far from dawn, so he dared not Go back to sleep, look at the inner hall, and want to prepare thicker clothes for Xuanyuan Lin, but when he entered, he was taken aback, Xuanyuan Lin's shoes were gone.

He thought it was too dark around him, he was dazzled and couldn't see clearly, so he quickly bent down and rubbed under the bed, it turned out to be nothing but a vacuum.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Lin Feng was so startled that he trembled all over, and raised his hand to lift the bed curtain, but there was no one on it.

He didn't dare to say anything, the atmosphere in the court is very strange now, if it is known that the emperor is gone, it is definitely not a good thing.

He turned the main hall inside and out, but there was no one anywhere, his head was in a daze, his mind was finished, the emperor disappeared under his nose, if something happened, his head could not be saved.

Thinking of this, he was anxious and frightened, his lips trembled, and he still had a thought in his heart, could people be in the Tai Chi Hall?

He went to the Tai Chi Hall in the dark, searched the place back and forth, but there was nothing there, he thought to himself, this time it might be over.

"Why is my life so hard... I have endured so many years to serve in front of the imperial court. I have only been in power for a long time, and the emperor has disappeared... I don't want to die yet..."

He raised his hand to touch his tears, his heart was full of despair, he had been terrified all these days, lest the emperor would be overwhelmed for a while, commit suicide, and all the servants of Daming Palace would have to be buried with him.

But after being on guard for so long, seeing that the person was safe and sound, and there was nothing he could not imagine, he felt relieved. How could he have thought that the person would disappear as soon as he said he would disappear.

He felt sad, but he couldn't escape, he could only bear it, the slave's life was tied to the master.

He stumbled back to the Daming Palace, thinking about packing up some things, and hurriedly asked someone to send them out to his parents who were still alive, when he suddenly tripped and fell out.

Fortunately, the snow was soft, so he didn't feel any pain from the fall. Instead, he heard someone humming indistinctly, and his heart trembled, haunted, haunted?

Isn't this the location where Cheng Huan died?

Lin Feng was cold and scared, and felt the hairs on his neck stand on end.

"Who?!"

The thick snow moved suddenly, Lin Feng's pupils shrank, and suddenly he reacted, rushed over, and hurriedly used his hands to pick up the thicker and thicker snow. After a while, Xuanyuan Lin's face was covered with snow. out of the ground.

The dignified son of heaven...frozen to death in his own yard?

Such despair made Lin Feng tremble all over. He knew that it would not help, but he still cried bitterly while holding his head.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out and patted his head: "Why are you crying?"

Lin Feng froze, and raised his head in disbelief, Xuanyuan Lin sat up at some point, although his whole body was cold, he was really talking.

"No, not dead? Your Majesty, are you not dead?"

For a moment, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and looked at him with a stiff body, but finally couldn't help crying, the more he cried, the more heartbreaking, Xuanyuan Lin didn't die, he didn't have to die, he It's good, it's good to be alive...

Xuanyuan Lin tilted his head to look at him, as if he only now understood why he had this reaction, shook his head lightly, his tone was surprisingly gentle: "Don't be afraid, the princes are all underage, I'm not ready to die yet... ..."

He has only one thought in his life, he wants to marry Cheng Huan as his wife, even if he can't do it, he has to live...Alone has to live...

The sky was a little brighter, Xuanyuan Lin looked up at the snow-falling sky, trying to hook his mouth, but found that his face seemed to be frozen.

He tried to stand up, but his body didn't quite listen.

Fortunately, Lin Feng had come to his senses and quickly helped him up, but he was overjoyed just now, he had no strength in his body, and after stumbled a few times, he helped Xuanyuan Lin up from the snow, his voice still trembling: "How do you Came here in the middle of the night? There is such a thick snow, what if it freezes?"

Xuanyuan Lin stared at the snow, where the outline of his body was still there. In a daze, the outline became Cheng Huan, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "He is afraid of the cold, so I will accompany him."