Ugly Nuer

Today, the dragon chair in the Imperial Study Room seemed to have nails. Xuanyuan Lin had to get up and walk around the Imperial Study Room within half an hour after sitting down. Zhang Jinzhong was a little puzzled at first, until Yuan Concubine sent the grand lady Zheng Er to come He was given a bowl of ginseng soup before he figured out some flavor.

Could the emperor be waiting for Chen Rong?

That's right, the emperor summoned the imperial doctor for consultation, and everyone in the palace knew that the concubines in the harem came over one by one to show their hospitality. Chen Rong should express his gratitude no matter what, but this morning passed, and he still hasn't seen anyone.

Xuanyuan Lin was probably also angry, and went back to Daming Palace at lunch time. On the way, he squinted his eyes and fell asleep, but his eyes kept falling on the flowers and plants beside him. It's just that the flowers and plants are all withered and sparse. Then you can see if there are Tibetans.

Cheng Huan really didn't come.

Xuanyuan Lin was unhappy, although he knew that even if Cheng Huan was bold, he would not dare to sneak out of the Tai Chi Hall in the name of resisting the decree in broad daylight, and it was reasonable to see no one, but he was not happy.

That dog slave has resisted the decree once or twice, why is he learning how to be obedient now... Could it be that he really knows how to kill him?

The more he thought about it, the more gloomy his face became, and when he returned to Daming Palace and saw the imperial physician asking for his pulse again, he remembered that Cheng Huan was also sick now, and the palace was still under martial law, so he might not be able to get out even if he thought about it.

Are you too sick to get out of bed?

He murmured in his heart and couldn't help but went to see Zhang Jinzhong again. After pondering for a while, Zhang Jinzhong understood. He called the little eunuch and ordered him to go to the Imperial Academy to find someone. Be sure to ask Chen Rong to go to the imperial study to see the emperor in the afternoon.

The proud son of heaven couldn't bear to look for someone, so he, a slave, could only take care of him in every possible way.

Xuanyuan Lin had lunch in the Daming Palace, took a nap on the excuse of being sick, and then went to the Imperial Study Room, because he figured out that Cheng Huan could not come, but this time he was very calm, leaning his head sideways on the Get on Luan, close your eyes and rest.

Cheng Huan lay on the top of a tree and looked down. From his position, he could still see faces from a distance, but he could only see the top of his head when he got close. But he was very happy, and finally met Xuanyuan Lin once.

I just heard that he was sick. I don't know why he was sick. Could it be that he was cold in the Tai Chi Hall two days ago?

There is no brazier there, and no one moves around all year round, so it is easy to get sick if you stay for a long time.

Cheng Huan thought that when he came back, he had been ill for a long time before he could get out of bed. The emperor was the Ninth Five-Year King, and he was proud and expensive. Naturally, he was less resistant to cold than him, and it was reasonable to be sick.

It's just fortunate that he is the emperor, and he has an imperial doctor and good medicine when he is sick and hurts, so he doesn't have to suffer like him.

Cheng Huan stared at Xuanyuan Lin, he could tell who he was, he shuddered suddenly, and felt a pair of eyes looking at him, he was taken aback, and looked back furtively, and saw that it was Lang Que, who was staring up at his hiding place, not knowing what it was When I found out that he was still innocent, I just felt that something was wrong.

But Cheng Huan was still taken aback, his body froze and he didn't dare to move, Lang Que's hands were heavy, the two met several times, Cheng Huan was either pressed by him to kneel on the ground, or his arms were twisted to kneel on the ground, he felt a little embarrassed he.

He held his breath, watched the people go far away, and then carefully slipped on the ground holding the tree trunk, looked around, and saw no one was stooping and sneaking back.

On the other side, Lang Que was still debating whether to mention it. He didn't see who that person was, but he had an intuition that it was Cheng Huan. Considering what Xuanyuan Lin said last time, although he found someone, he still didn't send anyone to chase him.

Xuanyuan Lin didn't know anything about it. Although he studied and practiced martial arts since he was a child, he spent more time studying the ways of the emperor, and he was much worse than Lang Que in martial arts. Besides, he was a little dizzy today. Rise, it can not be called the eyes and ears.

Sure enough, Chen Rong came to the Imperial Study Room in the afternoon. Xuanyuan Lin was a little surprised to hear that he begged to see him. Normally, Chen Rong would not come easily if he hadn't summoned him himself. What's the wind today?

He had already forgotten that everyone in the palace knew about the fact that he summoned the imperial physician, let alone that Zhang Jinzhong secretly sent someone to invite Chen Rong once.

Just because of the headache, I was a little impatient, and I had to deal with government affairs, and I didn't have the heart to talk about romantic affairs with Chen Rong. At this time, seeing someone coming, I didn't feel happy, but a little irritable.

Chen Rong didn't notice it, seeing his frown and his complexion was bad, he just thought he was really sick, but he was still dealing with government affairs, not half lazy, so he felt a little admiration in his heart, and sincerely asked him Take care of the dragon body.

Xuanyuan Lin didn't notice the change in his mood, so he nodded perfunctorily: "You go ahead, the imperial doctor said that I have contracted a cold, so you don't want to get sick."

Chen Rong's heart warmed up, he could still think about these trivial things at this time.

That day when I heard that Cheng Huan was dispatched to the Hall of Tai Chi, and he hasn't come out yet, he was very happy and proud of himself, so he agreed with Xuanyuan Lin a little bit more. Anyway, the emperor is the Ninth Five-Year King, and it would be great if he could say a word for him. It is very rare to do this.

He saw Xuanyuan Lin's sincerity, so he was willing to continue to hang him, step by step.

It's a pity that King Xian didn't do anything else. On the contrary, he was happy to see the matter between him and Xuanyuan Lin, and had no intention of blocking it, which made Chen Rong very depressed.

Looking at Xuanyuan Lin at this time, it was a little more pleasing to the eye, he lowered his voice and looked at him: "Has the emperor used medicine? The dragon's body recovers as soon as possible, it is Dachang's blessing."

It was rare for Chen Rong to speak so pleasantly, and Xuanyuan Lin was also a little happy when he was surprised, but he was really exhausted and couldn't cheer up to chat and laugh with him, so he made people go back after a few perfunctory sentences.

Zhang Jinzhong looked at the person leaving and wondered, how could he let him go with only a cup of tea?Obviously still waiting in the morning to fidget.

He couldn't figure it out and didn't dare to say more, he waved his whisk and guarded the door in a daze.

Because of poor spirits, in the past two or three hours can be approved, but this time it has been tossing until Haishi. On the way back, Xuanyuan Lin felt more and more headaches, so he ordered Zhang Jinzhong to go to Xuan Tai Physician. He really didn't want to suffer from headaches tomorrow Early in the court, and then listened to the quarrels of the officials, the people who listened were really upset.

The imperial guards who were guarding suddenly yelled, and Lang Que couldn't stop him, so he alarmed Xuanyuan Lin. Xuanyuan Lin was not in danger at all, but when he was alarmed by this scolding, his face became more gloomy, and his voice was cool: "What's the matter?"

Lang Que taught the ignorant imperial guard a few words, and hurriedly returned to his command: "Go back to the emperor, a night cat ran past just now."

Xuanyuan Lin snorted indifferently, hearing Lang Que's scalp tingling, he couldn't help but glanced at the treetops, muttering in his heart, why did he come again at night when he came here at noon? leisure?

He was complaining secretly, when suddenly there was a muffled sound next to him, followed by a muffled groan, as if a person had fallen from a tree.

Lang Que scolded in his heart, so don't climb the tree if you can't climb it, what should we do now?He said just now that it was a wild cat, but now it's a human. Is he catching it or not?

Before he could come to a conclusion, Xuanyuan Lin said in a loud voice: "Stop."

Lang Que glanced at him secretly, and saw that his brows were tightly wrinkled and his face was tense. Even in the dark, he was still gloomy and frightening.

"I'm going to arrest you now!"

However, when he was chasing after him, he only saw a shadow limping a few times in the shadow of the tree, and soon disappeared.

It's not that he can't catch up, but he just looked at Xuanyuan Lin's intentions, as if he didn't care, so he didn't put in all his strength to chase, and went back to return when he saw that the person was gone.

"The minister is incompetent, and he ran away."

Xuanyuan Lin didn't say anything, paused for a few breaths before saying: "Let's go."

Lang Que looked back at the shadowy tree shadow again, thinking he was right in not catching up.

As soon as he returned to Daming Palace, Lang Que was announced to go in. Xuanyuan Lin leaned on Luohan's bed, took a book and read it casually, but Lang Que didn't dare to neglect, and quickly apologized again.

Only then did Xuanyuan Lin sneer: "I see that your legs and feet are very bad recently, and you can't even catch up with anyone."

Lang Que's brow was sweating, and he thought to himself what is this called, you were not allowed to chase yesterday, and you will chase again today, what are you guys playing and making trouble in private, he is just a small commander, and he really doesn't want to get involved.

"I am incompetent."

He could only kowtow to plead guilty, but he thought that Xuanyuan Lin would not really want to punish him for this matter.

But the other party kept silent, which made him feel a little uneasy, and the original certainty gradually became uncertain.

Xuanyuan Lin saw that he was distracted, so he said slowly: "But who did you see?"

Lang Que didn't think too much, and said everything he knew as soon as his mouth bald: "It looks like Mr. Cheng, but I didn't see his face, only his running posture looks very similar."

Since Cheng Huan knelt for two days and two nights last time, his legs became a little uncomfortable, and his walking was not very obvious on weekdays. Once he started running, his legs were bent, so his posture was very weird. Bring out the second person.

Xuanyuan Lin fell silent for a long while, Lang Que hesitated for a moment and pleaded guilty: "The minister is guilty, please punish the emperor."

Xuanyuan Lin waved his hand, motioning him to back off, and it seemed that he didn't want to pursue it anymore, Lang Que heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly backed out.

Zhang Jinzhong brought the imperial doctor to check his pulse. Seeing Xuanyuan Lin reading idle books, his expression rarely eased, as if he was in a good mood, and he was also happy in his heart. Sure enough, Chen Rong had a solution. His face that had been dark all day finally cleared up. Daming Palace today It can be regarded as a rest for a while at night.

It was snowing outside in the middle of the night, and when we got up early in the morning, it was already a vast expanse of whiteness outside, Xuanyuan Lin looked left and right on the road back to Daming Palace, and frowned: "Change the road."

This is not the road he used to take. Although this road is flat, there are too many people in the palace, and there are often concubines strolling here. He is impatient to deal with people, so he always takes the other road.

Zhang Jinzhong explained in a low voice: "Going back to the emperor, there is a section of gravel road on that road. I'm afraid that the servants' feet will not be stable, and the holy car will be shocked."

Xuanyuan Lin remained silent with a sullen face, and Zhang Jinzhong said, is this a change of direction or not?

Lang Que listened to his ears, and his heart moved: "Why don't you change the imperial army to carry the Luanjia? The servants in the palace have never practiced martial arts, so their feet are slippery. The imperial army has a stable foot and won't slip."

Xuanyuan Lin nodded slightly, he was sure.