Ugly Nuer

He yelled to stop, raised his feet and strode over. He wanted to teach him a lesson, but he saw the person leaning against the tree trunk and fell asleep. His lips were already white. It was obvious that he was very cold, but the person was still sleeping, and he was still asleep. It doesn't mean to be sober.

Xuanyuan Lin gave a sudden gasp, he squeezed his fist, raised his foot and kicked him with a dark face: "Get out."

Cheng Huan was kicked by him, and his body fell sideways in the snow. Xuanyuan Lin was taken aback, and quickly bent down to support him, but his tentacles were hot.

It was really sick from the snow yesterday.

He hurriedly took off his cloak to wrap Cheng Huan around him, and picked him up. Zhang Jinzhong was a little startled: "Your Majesty, you are still ill."

Xuanyuan Lin didn't care to listen to him, so he took the Luan car back to Daming Palace, and ordered the imperial physician to come and check Cheng Huan's pulse.

The road was blocked by heavy snow outside, and the imperial doctor came slowly, so Xuanyuan Lin kept staring at Cheng Huan with a dark face, Cheng Huan didn't notice, he was so cold that he huddled into a ball, even his head was tucked into the quilt, It looks like a ball.

Zhang Jinzhong sneaked a few glances at Xuanyuan Lin, complaining in his heart, this kid already harbored evil plans for him, if he woke up and saw that he was carried back to Daming Palace by Xuanyuan Lin, he didn't know what to think about.

He gritted his teeth, Cheng Huan couldn't let Cheng Huan know about this, he went out and beat the accompanying palace servants, and then came to talk to Xuanyuan Lin.

"Your Majesty, Cheng Huan was banned from the Tai Chi Hall, and it might be inappropriate to appear here now."

Xuanyuan Lin frowned, seeing Zhang Jinzhong's eyes were a little sharp, he thought Zhang Jinzhong liked Cheng Huan very much, but now...

"You want me to watch him freeze to death? In your eyes, is I so cruel?"

What he said was too serious, Zhang Jinzhong trembled, and hurriedly prostrated himself on the ground to plead guilty. Seeing his gray hair, Xuanyuan Lin couldn't bear it: "Get up."

He glanced at Cheng Huan, but he only saw a ball of quilt. He couldn't help it, he raised his hand and pulled the quilt, revealing his pale face. He never thought of touching him. But he still touched it unconsciously, it was still hot, and he became impatient for no reason.

"Why hasn't the imperial doctor arrived yet?!"

Zhang Jinzhong hurriedly sent someone to urge him, the imperial physician ran in panting, thinking that Xuanyuan Linlong was unwell, and was about to take his pulse, but saw a man lying on the dragon bed, who looked quite familiar, and was assigned to Tai Chi Cheng Huan, the chief steward of the palace.

The imperial doctor was stunned, and he suspected that he was dazzled.

Xuanyuan Lin only saw him staring at Cheng Huan, as if he was lost, couldn't help but snorted heavily, the imperial doctor was startled, and hurriedly accused him and went to ask for pulse.

He was not sure why Cheng Huan lay down on the dragon bed, and he didn't dare to be negligent, but the pulse of this body at the first diagnosis was like water driftwood, as if ordinary wind and cold had entered the body, but the second diagnosis showed that the pulse was delayed, but It's a cold.

It is quite troublesome to take care of the cold syndrome. If ordinary palace people have this illness, they will suffer from it day by day, but this Cheng Huan...

Before the imperial physician could think of what to say, Xuanyuan Lin's face had already darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "What's wrong? Very bad?"

The imperial doctor had no choice but to tell the truth: "Return to the emperor, chief executive, this is a cold syndrome caused by cold evil entering the body. I see that his limbs are cold, which is due to the stagnation of Qi and blood and poor pulse flow."

Xuanyuan Lin frowned upon hearing this, but after two days of freezing, he became cold...

He suddenly remembered that morning when he was kneeling at the gate of Daming Palace with his whole body wet, and then he remembered that eunuch named Sanfu, such a vicious person, but it was too cheap to kill him with a stick.

"You just said how to take care of yourself."

The imperial doctor had no choice but to prescribe a prescription, but he dared not tell the emperor that he wanted to rest, so he could only tell Zhang Jinzhong quietly.

But Zhang Jinzhong didn't want to tell Xuanyuan Lin, if he was soft-hearted and left Cheng Huan in this Taiji Hall, what would happen to Cheng Huan if he accidentally met Chen Rong in the future?

He didn't dare to think about it, and he couldn't let Cheng Huan fall to that point, so as soon as the imperial doctor left, he bit the bullet and approached Xuanyuan Lin: "Your Majesty, the slaves are all hard-pressed, it's not a big deal, it's better to put people in front of you." Send it back and keep it."

Xuanyuan Lin didn't like to hear him say these things, but today Zhang Jinzhong was very blind, and kept mentioning this, his face turned black.

"When will it be your turn to make a decision about my affairs?"

Zhang Jinzhong knew that he was annoyed, but even so, he didn't want Cheng Huan's life to depend on Xuanyuan Lin's momentary soft-heartedness.

He knelt down to plead guilty, and smiled shyly at Xuanyuan Lin: "Your Majesty forgive me, but this slave is only afraid of the preciousness of the dragon body, and if he is overwhelmed by illness, this slave will die forever."

Xuanyuan Lin just stared at him coldly, showing no intention of changing his mind.

Zhang Jinzhong had no choice but to move out Chen Rong: "When my servant waited on Mr. Chen to rest in the side hall yesterday, listening to what he said, it seemed that he was hoping that the emperor would announce him to stay in Daming Palace again."

Xuanyuan Lin sneered: "You have put all your thoughts into use..."

He suddenly bent down and stared at Zhang Jinzhong: "How did Cheng Huan offend you?"

Zhang Jinzhong was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Xuanyuan Lin had misunderstood him. He wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to bring it up.

He sighed, and kowtowed to Xuanyuan Lin: "The emperor forgives the sin, the slave has something to say."

Xuanyuan Lin responded indifferently, Zhang Jinzhong turned his head and glanced at Cheng Huan, with a wry smile on his face: "He's just a slave, and he can't bear the slightest bit of love from the emperor, not to mention that the emperor cares about Mr. In the harem, he is naturally respected. With Cheng Huan's temperament, if there is even a chance, he will break his head and bleed. The slave does not ask the emperor to take pity on him, but at least give him a way to survive, even if he lives like an ant. .”

Xuanyuan Lin's face turned black when he said it, he understood what Zhang Jinzhong said, he became a dragon's den and a tiger's den, Cheng Huan rushed in and there was only one dead end.

"You are so daring!"

Xuanyuan Lin was stunned for a long time before opening his mouth. Seeing Zhang Jinzhong lying on the ground pleading guilty, his mood gradually became chaotic. He remembered his promise to Chen Rong, and his determination to follow the example of the late emperor and only take one ladle. Why did he start to change now? Woolen cloth?

He suddenly felt guilty, it was for Chen Rong.

Now that he has abducted him, he must treat him well. He is the Ninth Five-Year Lord, and since he has spoken, he must do it.

He glanced at Cheng Huan, raised his head and closed his eyes, but after a few breaths, he lowered his voice: "Take him away."

Zhang Jinzhong heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly called his confidant eunuch to come, wrapped Cheng Huan in a thick fur cloak, and carried him back to Tai Chi Hall along the path.

Zhang Jinzhong only found out today that Cheng Huan would sneak out to look at Xuanyuan Lin from time to time, he was angry and anxious, Cheng Huan was so worthless, he had to risk his life to be reconciled.

He scolded Cheng Huan, who was in a sleepless sleep, and stopped when his voice was hoarse, and he felt very helpless. This kid is very stubborn. He refused to listen to what he said last time. What will happen now? How can he dispel his thoughts about Xuanyuan Lin?

Zhang Jinzhong was very sad and couldn't fall asleep all night. When he went out at dawn the next day, he saw that there were a lot more guards in the Taiji Temple. Well, here, Cheng Huan is never allowed to go out again, even the dog hole has been filled, and it is strictly guarded.

Zhang Jinzhong felt relieved, after all, it was the emperor, and after making a decision, he would not leave a way out. Cheng Huan would not be able to go out in the future, and he would not see Xuanyuan Lin. After a long time, his thoughts would naturally fade away. Rin begged for mercy, allowing him to come out and walk around, so life would be easier.

It's just that it's a bit sad to not be able to get out these days, and Cheng Huan has a very active temper, and he is probably going to be suffocated... But it's better than dying without knowing why.

Zhang Jinzhong was also worried about him.

As he was thinking, Cheng Huan's cry came from inside, Zhang Jinzhong hurried in, and saw him rolling around on the bed with his head in his arms, baring his teeth and screaming for pain.

He was obviously ill and his body was very weak, but he forcibly created an illusion of being alive and kicking, and Zhang Jinzhong felt a pain in his chest: "You have a fever, why are you rolling around?"

He pulled the quilt to wrap him up, and Cheng Huan let out a sigh: "I have a headache... Show me quickly, is it going to explode?"

Zhang Jinzhong wished he could sew his mouth shut, the little bastard really didn't like what he said, he didn't mind talking to others, but he didn't show mercy to himself.

"Well, let's talk about you, the imperial edict forbids you to leave the Tai Chi Hall, and you insist on going out, and you almost froze to death outside..."

He got angry as he spoke, and kept poking Cheng Huan's forehead with his index finger. Cheng Huan was stuck in the pillow and couldn't get out, so he could only stretch out his hand from under the quilt to hug his arm: "Don't poke, don't poke!" It’s poked, it’s about to break… I have a headache, did something fall from the tree and hit my head?”

Zhang Jinzhong was so loyal that he didn't want to talk to him. Cheng Huan finally came to his senses after shouting out the pain, and realized that he had returned to the Tai Chi Hall, with a look of novelty on his face: "Did you send me back? Can't tell, You're not too weak for your age."

Zhang Jinzhong tore off the quilt and covered him in: "Shut up!"

Cheng Huan snorted, a little depressed, he had a terrible headache, he wanted to say a few words to divert his attention, but he was told to shut up.

He grabbed the quilt and bit him twice, felt that his head didn't hurt so much, and was about to continue biting, Zhang Jinzhong patted him through the quilt: "The emperor knows about your going out today."

Cheng Huan froze, did Xuanyuan Lin know?Want to whip him again?

He huddled under the quilt and did not move, deciding that unless someone came to drag him, he would never leave.

Zhang Jinzhong sneered: "Now you know you're afraid? What were you thinking when you sneaked away?"

Cheng Huan closed his mouth and pretended to be dumb.

"Okay, the emperor has been getting along very well with Mr. Chen recently, and he doesn't want to pay attention to you. He just sent more people to guard this Tai Chi Hall, and the dog holes have been filled in. You really can't get out in the future..."

Seeing that Cheng Huan had no response, he felt anxious and gritted his teeth and said, "If you still want your legs, don't make such foolish ideas. The emperor has spoken. As long as the imperial guards see you sneaking away, you don't have to report it. You will be killed on the spot." Could break your legs."