[Jin Guang] Uncle Wang is not easy to be

In fact, Jingri only fainted for a while, and soon woke up, but felt that his eyelids were heavy and it was difficult to open them.He felt a trace of coolness on his forehead, rubbed it unconsciously, and heard a voice beside him, "Since your lord is sick, why don't you take the medicine that you and Wen Huang gave yesterday?"

"No." Jingri opened his eyes with difficulty, and felt that the coolness on his forehead was Wen Huang's hand. He realized that he had probably suffered from the night wind and had a fever. .”

"Oh? The prince actually told me so directly?"

"Qianxue believes in you, so I am willing to believe in you..." Unable to restrain her dizziness, Jingri closed her eyes again.

Hearing the weak breath, Wen Huang chuckled, "This is the first time, I really envy Qianxue..."

When Jingri woke up again, he was surrounded by doctors and maids, and the god Gu Wenhuang had disappeared.

He rubbed his temples, and silently recalled the scene before he lost consciousness in his heart... So, this time, probably, it was a flicker...

Using medicine to cover up the secret of his blood is a record prepared by Jingri.If Huang Wen was quick, he should have seen the prescription in his study. Although the handling of this matter was somewhat flawed, as long as the mermaid blood was not found, Huang Wen would not be able to determine the source of the blood.

It will be a long time until Haijing enters the WTO. At that time... just find a place, change your face, and live in seclusion happily!

Jingri made up his mind, but his whole body was still weak. It seems that such a long-term pampering made him easy to catch a cold even if he stayed up all night...

Sure enough, feudal privileges are harmful... However, I still choose to continue to be corrupt!Jingri thought so.

Jingri's illness finally got better, and he was finally allowed by the doctor to go out. Unfortunately, the so-called going out can only go for a walk in the garden, and he has to wear thick clothes and half lie on a soft bed.

He held the book and flipped through it casually, wondering if he was struck by lightning. Jingri's memory is very good, and he never forgets when he reads a book. Sometimes he would wonder why his memory in this life is so good. All getting blurry?

Everything, probably can only be attributed to the nature of nature.

A chess game with Mo Cangli made him figure it out, probably he is just the king of Beijing now, and he is taking over the fate of the king of Beijing, the past and the past are just like the past...

Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I heard from my friend. Jingri did some calculations, and then thought about the information he got recently. It seems that his friend is fighting with Jiu Suan.

"Bring my piano, and then, you all go down." He ordered the left and right.

Waiting for everyone to retreat, Jingri fiddled with the strings at will, making no tune.

"Hey, Xiao Wang plays so badly, can you bear it?"

The blue figure floated down, "Whoa, the prince played well!"

Seeing the visitor appear in front of Jingri, a wave of palms came from around him.

"Su, it's all right, don't let others come over." Jingri ordered.

Wen Huang smiled and said, "You can find me there, the prince is really good at martial arts."

Jingri said, "Didn't Emperor Wen already see it when we first met in the palace?"

"It's because the lord never wanted to hide it, and he told Qianxue's proficiency in martial arts with just one glance." Wen Huang's feather fan shook briskly.

Jing Ri raised his eyes, "...how could this be, if Emperor Wen hadn't revealed his breath on purpose this time, I wouldn't have known that you were on that tree." If I knew you were there that time in the palace, I would never have ridiculed you Qianxue's!

"Speaking of which, I would also like to thank the prince for giving the hero Wen Huang a chance to save the beauty!"

"Then Xiao Wang also wants to thank Emperor Wen for giving Xiao Wang a chance to be a hero to save the beauty!"

"Good talk, good talk."

"..."

Can I have some face?Jing Ri gritted his teeth secretly, "You already know Xiao Wang's secret, so what are you doing here?"

"Eh? The lord doesn't welcome me? Wen Huang has always treated people with sincerity, so he should be popular." Wen Huang had a look of disbelief.

"...Are you overestimating your popularity..."

"My lord's words hurt my heart too much. It is clear that we have become friends between life and death!"

"Xiao Wang doesn't think this kind of friendship that either kills me or hurts you is worthy of praise."

Emperor Wen sat down across from Jingri, "Then what about the friendship between me and the prince sharing the same bed?"

Jingri accidentally played a wrong note, pretending to be calm, "I can only say that the matter of fate is really wonderful." He clearly guessed the intention of Emperor Wen's visit, but seeing him injured made him feel soft... So, I said, At that time, my brain was definitely short-circuited. Why should I be soft-hearted towards this kind of black-hearted boy!

Emperor Wen poured tea for himself, "What the prince said is very true, since we are so destined, why not..."

"Why don't you follow Qianxue's generation and call me uncle!" Jingri said.

Emperor Wen: "..."

Jingri raised the corner of his mouth secretly.

Emperor Wen suddenly approached Jingri, "So the lord likes this kind of game? I never expected it..." Looking at Jingri's expression, he seemed to be looking at a gentle scum.

Jingri wants to flip the table, but Wen Huang, who can think of that direction, is a gentle scum!

"What on earth are you here for?" Jingri asked with his forehead.

"Of course I'm here to make friends with the prince, so it's better for us to be called friends, don't you think, friends?"

"Hehe!" Heavenly Dao Reincarnation, who used to be called friends with Mo Cangli before, has been used to be close this time.

His best friend Jing Ri gave up struggling, and for the second time in his life, he hated himself for being too eloquent and unable to speak to others.

Emperor Wen achieved his goal and happily slipped away, leaving Jingri alone to face the condemning gaze of his personal maid.

"The prince is still ill, how can he drink so much wine?"

"Actually, a mouse just stole the wine." Jingri thought for a while, and argued.

"What? There are mice! The guards..."

"Wait!" Jingri interrupted, "Shut up, Xiao Wang is joking, it is Xiao Wang who is greedy for drinking."

Jingri rubbed her head, the confrontation with Emperor Wen just now was a bit exhausting, and if you waste your brains like this, it will be difficult to recover from the illness.

"Su," Jingri waved.

Keep pretending to appear, half kneeling on the ground.

"The king said, you don't need to kneel."

Su shook his head.

"Forget it... If Emperor Wen comes again next time, you don't have to stop him, and don't let other people come and disturb you."

Su nodded and shook his head.

"I know you don't agree, but Emperor Wen is unfathomable. Instead of letting him find out what I don't want him to know, it's better to let him find out what he needs to know."

Su nodded and backed away.

Jingri sighed.

The next day, when Jingri returned to the room, he saw Emperor Wen sitting at the table.

"Do you want to drink, friend?" Wen Huang took out a jug of freshly opened wine and handed it to Jingri.

Jingri took it and took a sip, and felt a little wrong to Empress Wen, "Why is the taste of this wine so familiar..."

"Oh, this was just dug up under the biggest cherry blossom tree in the palace."

Jing Ri covered her heart, "Xiao Wang's Baihua Niang... only brews three jars a year!"

"That's it..." Wen Huang handed the wine to Jingri again very politely, "Let's take another sip from this last pot of friends!"

The most... the last altar, my heart hurts so much. "... Tell me, what's the matter this time?" Jingri decided to give up arguing with Emperor Wen.

"I received Qianxue's safety letter yesterday, so I have a message for you." Wen Huang took out the letter and handed it to Jingri.

"Oh?" Jingri took it, opened it gently, looked carefully, and couldn't help complaining, "Qianxue's handwriting is ugly again, when he comes back, it's better to let him continue to copy the book!"

Wen Huang looked thoughtfully at the gentle smile on Jingri's face, and waited for the other party to finish reading, "My friend, don't worry, Qianxue is progressing very well now."

"Well," Jingri nodded, "Although Qianxue values ​​affection, she doesn't trust others, and with her martial arts foundation, there are not many people who can hurt him." Qianxue's crisis is never external, but...Miao Wang Thinking of this, Jingri wanted to sigh, but held back, King Miao is not his crisis.

"My friend, don't you want to visit this beautiful river and lake?" Wen Huang asked while rubbing the wine jar.

Jingri gave him a strange look, and felt that it was unreasonable for a dead house to ask another person if he wanted to go out. Trouble still can't be avoided."

"Huh? My friend has something to say!" Wen Huang said with a smile.

Jingri nodded, "That's right, it was you! How did you know that my wine was buried under the tree?"

"Hush," Emperor Wen touched his lips with his index finger, "Don't reveal the secret."

Jingri: "..."

"This time, Emperor Wen was mainly afraid that Qianxue would be so busy that she would forget to contact her friend, so she kindly brought her news about Qianxue to her friend."

"Didn't Qianxue write this letter to Luo Bi?" Little Qianxue didn't write to you either, so you have nothing to show off!

"Because I just met Qianxue a few days ago, and he asked me to bring this letter to Luo Bi."

"Oh, then quickly give it to Luo Bi, don't give it away!" Jing Ri said to himself!Neither!angry!

"Oh...my friend throws away Emperor Wen like this, it's really heartbreaking!" Emperor Wen shook his head helplessly.

"God Gu Wenhuang," Jingri was also helpless, "You just built the Huanzhu Tower, why do you still have time to trouble me?"

"My friend misunderstood."

"Oh?"

"Emperor Wen is here to enhance friendship, how can it be called trouble?"

"Ha ha!"