Ugly Nuer

"You...don't talk, the imperial doctor will come soon, I will give you the best medicine, and the pain will soon be gone, bear with it for a while, and you will be fine soon..."

Cheng Huan wanted to nod, but he was exhausted, so he had to pretend that he had answered Xuanyuan Lin's words, tilted his head, and fell asleep.

Xuanyuan Lin was so frightened that he wanted to shake Cheng Huan and call him up, but he was afraid that he would hurt, so he kept calling his name.

However, his voice failed to wake up the drowsy Cheng Huan, but woke up Chen Rong, who was almost suffocated and unconscious. Seeing that Xuanyuan Lin was about to leave, he quickly said, "Your Majesty, that was Cheng Huan just now? Why did he come here?" In the palace? He just wanted to kill the minister!"

Xuanyuan Lin paused, he was anxious to heal Cheng Huan, and didn't want to get entangled with Chen Rong, so he just gave him a cold look, and said in a gloomy tone: "It's just a misunderstanding."

Chen Rong's face darkened immediately, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Falsely preaching the imperial decree is a misunderstanding, murdering the emperor's heir is a misunderstanding, and assassinating a minister is also a misunderstanding... In the emperor's heart, what did Cheng Huan do on purpose?!"

Xuanyuan Lin was anxious to diagnose and treat Cheng Huan, and Chen Rong's words felt unreasonable.

Cheng Huan is just ignorant, although he is indeed a bit outspoken, but he has reached the point of falsely preaching the imperial decree, not to mention the murder of the emperor's heir, Cheng Huan is indeed innocent, as for the assassination of Chen Rong, Xuanyuan Lin believes that Cheng Huan may have This idea, but absolutely can't do it.

Who doesn't wish for him to die?Emotionally, it should be normal to have evil thoughts, but the reason why people are human is that they can use reason to control emotions. All Cheng Huan's arrogance and viciousness are exposed on the surface, but he is very timid on the inside. Even if he was offended by the little eunuch, he would only swear a few words, such a guy... how could he kill Chen Rong?

Although Xuanyuan Lin didn't know the whole story, he was sure that there must be some misunderstanding, but now is not the time to explain.

"I'll talk about it later, Cheng Huan is injured..."

"A common man who was supposed to be outside the palace suddenly appeared in the palace, and he can still come and go freely in the emperor's bedroom... Shouldn't the emperor explain it?"

Xuanyuan Lin was a little impatient, he thought Chen Rong should at least wink, he could tell that Cheng Huan was not well now and needed diagnosis and treatment.

Do you have to say these irrelevant nonsense at this time?

Xuanyuan Lin was not a patient person at all, and now he was full of Cheng Huan, but after a few words, the irritability in his heart became uncontrollable, which made the veins on his forehead twitch, so he couldn't care less Showing mercy, he glanced at Chen Rong, and simply said: "Ai Qing can't tell, is I busy now?"

Chen Rong paused, and his heart trembled violently. This was the second time Xuanyuan Lin showed such a look to himself. The last time was because he mentioned that he wanted to kill Cheng Huan...

Sure enough, when Cheng Huan is involved, no one should think about it.

Chen Rong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth with hatred. Although he was full of words, he couldn't utter a word. He was not Cheng Huan, and he didn't dare to provoke Xuanyuan Lin again because of his anger. He could only watch Xuanyuan Lin go further and further away. .

"Cheng Huan? Cheng Huan, don't sleep, wake up..."

Xuanyuan Lin hurried back to the main hall, just as he entered, Lang Que ran in with Yuan Zheng on his back: "Your Majesty, the imperial physician is here."

"Get up, show him quickly, I hurt him just now..."

The emperor hurt someone?

Yuan Zheng was in a cold sweat. Since the emperor injured this person, should the injury be more serious or less serious?Does this person deserve a doctor's death or a doctor's life?

He walked towards the bed in a tangled manner, and when he saw Cheng Huan's face, all thoughts in his mind disappeared, why is it this kid.

Thinking of Xuanyuan Lin's instructions last time, he didn't dare to be sloppy, and quickly checked Cheng Huan, and he was relieved after the pulse diagnosis: "Don't worry, the emperor, it didn't hurt the lungs, but the throat was scraped and he vomited blood. "

Xuanyuan Lin heaved a sigh of relief, his tense spirit relaxed, his legs felt a little soft after a while, but his eyes turned black, and his body shook involuntarily, Lang Que quickly supported him: "The emperor be careful."

Xuanyuan Lin waved his hand. He was just frightened by Cheng Huan vomiting blood, and there was nothing wrong with his body, but the scare did make him a little sluggish. He looked at Cheng Huan's sleeping face before slowly exhaling.

"I'm fine... go and prepare the medicine. I hope that when he wakes up, he won't be in pain anymore."

Yuanzheng complained in his heart, even if it didn't get in the way, it was an internal injury, how could it be possible to just settle it, even if it was treated with precious medicinal materials, it would take some days to recover, how could it be possible that it would not hurt overnight?

But who would dare to disobey the emperor's words?

Yuanzheng knew that he couldn't do it, but he could only agree bitterly. He thought in his heart that he should add some soothing herbs to Cheng Huan's prescription. , more rest is always right.

"How soon will he wake up?"

Xuanyuan Lin sat down on the side of the bed, raised his hand to straighten Cheng Huan's completely loose hair, and sighed heavily. Although it was an accidental injury, he really didn't know how to face Cheng Huan.

He knew very well that Cheng Huan would not make trouble. When he was punished in the past, he always smiled, as if it was no big deal, so the former him really thought it was no big deal, and let him hurt.

But now that he finally understood, he couldn't look directly at him and smiled, and couldn't stand his heart-piercing pain but still looked at him with a smile.

Let's get some more sleep.

Xuanyuan Lin waved his hand and sent the imperial doctor who was hesitant to speak.

After all the palace people dispersed, he went to take off Cheng Huan's clothes lightly. He rolled on the ground a few times before, and there were bruises on his body, which was quite shocking. Xuanyuan Lin wanted to fuck him. Medicine, but now I can't get rid of it.

He just looked at the eye ointment, and Cheng Huan fainted from the pain... How could he be so cruel before...

What should I do now?

The medicine still needs to be taken, but he can't let others see Cheng Huan's disheveled appearance, and he can't do it himself, what should he do?

Xuanyuan Lin has never been so sad, and she doesn't know what to do.

So he called back Yuanzheng who had just left the gate of Daming Palace, and asked him through the hanging curtain: "Is there any medicine for trauma that doesn't hurt?"

Yuanzheng was dumbfounded by the question, how can there be medicine for wounds that doesn't hurt?

He stammered: "This, this... I have little talent and learning, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Xuanyuan Lin frowned, really not?

Cheng Huan was still in pain.

Although he was still asleep, Xuanyuan Lin's heart ached. He sighed, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and opened the curtain and walked out: "Then let him sleep for a while... You should put more thought into it, How can medicine for trauma always make people hurt?"

Yuan Zheng was forced to cry by the emperor's unreasonable demands, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and was about to leave, when he looked up and saw Xuanyuan Lin's hand, his expression changed immediately: "Your majesty, your hand... ..."

Although the injury was not critical, it was deep. He told the palace servants to take good care of it, but he didn't want a few days to pass. Not only did it not heal, but it got worse.

"How can this be good..."

Yuanzheng broke out with sweat on his forehead, hurriedly stepped forward on his knees, and opened the medicine box to treat Xuanyuan Lin's wound, but Xuanyuan Lin didn't care much: "It's okay...how is Cheng Huan's cold?"

This is too impatient, he has only recuperated for a few days, and there will be good news, but he dare not say it directly, he can only vaguely say: "This...winter cold summer summer, pay more attention, it will get better, In the final analysis, this cold syndrome is caused by suffering, and those who recuperate slowly will recover."

Xuanyuan Lin also knew that he was impatient, so he didn't care about Yuanzheng's perfunctory, and let him heal the injury on his hand before waving him to retreat.

Lin Feng sent people out, and casually asked about Zhang Jinzhong's situation.

"After all, he is getting old and sick. The root of Eunuch Zhang's illness is rooted in his heart. Eunuch Lin often relieves him, so he must be able to get better soon."

Lin Feng quickly thanked him. He vaguely knew that after Xuanyuanlin returned to the palace, he took Zhang Jinzhong to the Taiji Hall, and then he fell ill. Could it be that something happened to the Taiji Hall?

He couldn't figure it out, so he had to hold it down for the time being, turned around and walked back, but just as he reached the entrance of the main hall, he saw Chen Rong standing in the shadows, his face couldn't be seen clearly, but there was a gloomy look on his body.

He was startled, feeling a little impatient, this Daming Palace is already messed up, what's going on at this moment?

But there was still a smile on his face: "Hey, isn't this Mrs. Chen? It's late at night, why did you come here if you don't go back to rest?"

Chen Rong glanced at him with a smile on his face: "Where can I, a foreign minister, live in this palace? I'm afraid that if I continue to live, I will lose my life... Please also report to the emperor, and I will report to the emperor." After leaving the palace, I will leave the palace."

Lin Feng gave a few words of consolation without distraction. Seeing that Chen Rong didn't say a word, he had no choice but to shut up. He is quite honored and favored, but he is a personal servant, but he knows it all too well.

As soon as the door of the Daming Palace was closed, Xuanyuan Lin never even mentioned Chen Rong. Even if he had dinner in the Daming Palace, he had never been with Chen Rong, as if he was very unfamiliar.

But even so, Chen Rong still lived in the Daming Palace, and the emperor never showed any intention of driving him away.

Lin Feng vaguely felt that Master Chen was like a decoration, living in the Daming Palace just for people to see...

But when it comes to pleasing to the eye, who in the palace can compare to Cheng Huan?

However, Cheng Huan was hidden again.

The emperor's thoughts are indeed as deep as the sea, making it unpredictable.

Lin Feng knew that he couldn't figure it out, and he didn't waste his efforts. He smiled at Chen Rong and entered the main hall. He felt that Xuanyuan Lin probably didn't have time to pay attention to Chen Rong now, but he was just a slave, no matter how many thoughts he had Don't bother, just pass on the word and do things honestly.

He spoke Chen Rong's words in a low voice through the hanging curtain, and there was no movement for a while, Lin Feng thought that he really didn't care about it, so he thought of going out first to persuade Chen Rong to go back to the side hall.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, Xuanyuan Lin opened the curtain and walked out: "Where is the person?"