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Today, Jia Jing's hand, which was almost instinctive to push back, froze in mid-air, fixedly looking at the treacherous person close at hand.

In the past, Jia Jing lived in the Taoist temple for a long time, no matter whether he was sincere or not, he was obscene and soaked in Taoist words for many years, and he also had resentment in his heart, so his words and deeds inevitably carried the color of world-weariness. Her eyes are as sharp as a falcon, and she seems to be looking at the food on the plate, and her eyes are full of bright colors that she is determined to win.

Surprised by his own speculation, the food on the plate was furious: "Presumptuous!"

Jia Jing watched as the other party's neck was exposed due to raising his head, the tiny blood vessels were clearly visible on the jade-like skin, and he slowly raised his head to stare at the furious complexion now.Seeing the person's sullen and charming face, and seeing the dark pupils full of bloodshot eyes, Jia Jing suddenly took a sign, loosened the Buddha dust bound on the person, and explained: "None of my sons are worth anything. I have nothing to be afraid of in this world, so I went to deal with Jing Huan without delay. But no matter what, the royal family will always make a profit in the end, which makes me a little bit uneasy, so before I leave... hey, Forget it, bullying you is the same as bullying She'er, it always feels like a generation behind."

After finishing speaking, Jia Jing only felt that something went wrong in his previous alchemy.He would actually soften his heart to the emperor.

He hadn't recovered from the food on the plate, and he was inexplicably short for a generation, and now he was about to reject with a loud voice, but unexpectedly, his eyes suddenly went dark, and then his whole body flickered, and he was about to fall down.

The crown prince, the second prince, Jia Amnesty and others exclaimed and stretched out their hands to help them, but they couldn't reach Jia Jing who was already by his side, and stretched out their hands to embrace him.

Everyone: "..."

Listening to the ears filled with: "Brother?/You let go of my father!" and other noises like ducks, Jia Jing swept his eyebrows and shouted: "Shut up! Go and ask the imperial doctor, the emperor seems to be entering the body like an evil wind. "While talking, Jia Jing picked him up and glared at Jia She: "Lead the way!"

Jia She came back to his senses in a daze, hurriedly walked to the wing room, while walking, his eyes looked at the extremely quiet and well-behaved dragon body, his eyes showed sadness, and summoned up his courage, he said: "Brother, don't bother you. Now, let me carry... carry it on my back?"

Jia Jing looked down at the emperor in his arms.

A sick beauty is beautiful, but compared to the face that was flushed with anger before, she lacks aura after all, and her brows are frowning so tightly that she can't even feel comatose.However, compared to before, the two of them are now very close, and he can clearly feel the fiery temperature, and feel that the emperor's body in his arms is terribly thin.

In his memory, his successor son Gu Jin, like Jia She, was still a chubby New Year picture doll.Back then, the emperor... the emperor often showed off the most beautiful child of the Gu family to his uncle, and he also took the opportunity to tease him. Compared with the very well-behaved prince who doesn't cry much, he still likes his younger brother better. , It's the same as the Sichuan face-changing stunt, but it's fun.

Originally, he wanted to teach crying children to eat candy, but in the end...

Jia Jing's eyes flickered, and some things could never be made up for once they happened.However, he couldn't continue to make mistakes.Rong'er's resentment is still in his ears, he ruined his son, now he has to work hard to be a grandfather who doesn't hold back.

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Years of being an emperor have already made a string tense all the time, especially now that troublesome things pile up one after another, gathering a bunch of flames to resist the overwhelming exhaustion, and now I try my best to open my eyes, but While feeling drowsy, there was a piercing smell of sulfur, and then the consciousness eroded by the disease turned into sparks, flying around.

And his mind was blown blank.

When the current consciousness came back, he opened his eyes instantly and looked around vigilantly, only to find that the candlelight in the room was fluttering, and Jia Amnesty was sleeping soundly leaning on the bed.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Wang Quan brought over the warm medicine, presented the secret book that recorded the incident, and explained the process in a concise and concise manner: "You are not very infected with the cold, and the Emperor ordered your driver to rest temporarily in the Tianfu Yamen. The two Highnesses originally wanted to take care of the sick, but there have been a lot of things in the capital recently, and the emperor ordered them to deal with official duties first."

Wang Quan paused and said cautiously: "During the three days you were in a coma, the Emperor and the two Highnesses were extremely worried."

"Where's Jia Jing?" Jin Jin nodded, after drinking the medicine and reading the imperial doctor's pulse diagnosis records, he remembered what happened before he fell into a coma, and asked.

"Jia Daochang has already gone south."

Today: "...how is he here?"

Unable to catch the culprit, Jia She, who is now pointing his hand and screaming, half of the brocade quilt on his body dragged to the ground, asked with a rather complicated expression.

Wang Quan also had a rather complicated look on his face: "Master Jia said...it's better to be closer to you so that you can get a little dragon spirit."

Now covering his head: "Come here, put him on the bed and go to sleep."

As soon as the words fell, a palace servant came up quietly.

Seeing Jia She, who is being straddled around by people, but still sleeping soundly like a dead pig, he felt a little envious for a moment. He sighed and flipped through the secret book. Pushed away with a "bang", Jia She then rushed in with a bundle of clothes in his hands.

"Your Majesty, you are awake!"

Seeing people laughing so hard that their mouths reached the back of their teeth, they now smiled and said, "I'm fine. I've worked hard for you these days." These three people talked about my father's plan to go down to the sunset red. The Jia family funded the construction of a "Grand View Garden" dedicated to serving the concubines. The concubines can hold classes to teach house fighting skills... The most important thing is that Jia Amnesty went to the camp to invite Jia Rong back, and personally guarded the prince and his family members, lest Hit by the trick.

"It's not bitter, it's not bitter." Jia She was so happy that he almost raised his tail, and presented the Taoist robe with joy: "I asked me to give it to you before I left."

A sulfur smell instantly lingered in the nostrils.

Now his complexion is a little green: "How dare Jia Jing?"

"Eh..." Jia She gave his hands a pause, fearing that people would misunderstand, he hastily explained: "Brother Jing just made a joke with you earlier. He... he made the determination to die during this trip, you... still hope You have a lot of people."

As Jia She said, there was a weeping tone in his words: "This clothes has the formation spell spells he and Zhang Zhenren set up on it. Before he left, he put some blood on Rong'er and strengthened some formations. No matter how much you dislike it , keep your bodyguard too."

"I am the Son of Heaven." Today's eyes glanced at the Taoist robe that was obviously worn, and his cheeks were flushed: "How can these ghosts and gods believe it?"

"There are also poisons and medicines that my brother made... and fire and medicine formulas, which are newly researched!" Jia She angrily stuffed the clothes into people's hands: "It is said that it can be timed."

Now his hand sank suddenly, and he lowered his eyes to look at the robe, feeling a bit at a loss.Does Jia Jing count as "surrender" inexplicably?

"Although it is said that the police are making trouble, it is more likely that the forces in the south of the Yangtze River will reshuffle their cards. This may eventually involve the army. At that time... To put it bluntly, you still don't have all the forces in the army under your control. Otherwise, my old lady wouldn't have fooled my father into leaving lists of contacts in the two armies, causing everyone to look at the Jia family differently. You have to have a weapon to kill chickens and monkeys." After Jia She finished speaking, he added a sentence: "Your majesty, don't worry, when I work hard to earn enough Xiezhi coins, we don't want this land, thunder hands, grenades, and bombs. We will change the whole **** to warships and aircraft carriers, and mecha superman!"

Chou Ji choked with anger: "As Yanmei, you have to make a draft and then brag? Look at the emperor's face, don't disturb me with a wink, okay?"

Jia She raised his eyes to look at Jinjin, and found that Jinjin was looking at the Taoist robe, his drooping eyebrows covered his pupils that were as bright as stars, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but the trembling body could also explain the problem - the emperor was moved .

Jia Amnesty thought about it, and felt that he would also be moved by Brother Jing who suddenly struggled.

Adhering to the principle that Brother Jing has meat to eat, Jia She took small steps and took a few steps back. Feeling that he was safe, he said softly: "Although Brother Jing was betting with you a bit more, but I always feel that he is not It’s okay to tease you, uh…”

Jia She patted his mouth lightly: "You won't suddenly mention children and family members, are you interested?"

After finishing speaking, Jia Sheruo stepped on the Hot Wheels and ran out with a wrong eye.

With a tense expression now, he closed his eyes: "Wait, step back first, and let me be quiet."

After bowing his head and bowing silently, Wang Quan held his breath and led the people away.After walking out of the courtyard, he saw Jia Amnesty resting his hands on the hanging flower door with regret on his face.

"Lord Jia, it's late at night and the dew is heavy, you should go to bed earlier, I will trouble you these days."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Jia She waved his hand: "I came out too quickly earlier, and forgot to use my own example to make the beauty happy."

Wang Quan: "..."

Although his qualifications are not as good as Dai Quan's, he is still a confidant today. He asked himself that he has seen many officials who flatter him, and even pretended to be petty to please him.But alone, I have never seen Jia Shen take such a slanted sword.It's not that there are no officials who belittle their own families, but their purpose is to get promoted and get rich.

But Jia Amnesty's purpose is really simple and terrifying.

Just want to make the emperor, or just want to make the beauty happy, the focus is on beauty.

It's really lustful and daring.

Seeing Wang Quan's awe-inspiring look, Taoist Jia Shexin guessed wrong, but he couldn't explain it.As for the beauty emperor, he is really the face dog described by later generations, the only motivation to go to court in winter is to lick his face.Recently, she has also upgraded from being a beauty fan to a career fan.

But it's not easy to be a career fan, the more you understand, the more embarrassing it is for the emperor.

Jia She scratched his ears, made sure that the emperor was not in a good mood and could not enter the house, bid farewell to Wang Quan, looked worriedly at the brightly lit wing, looked at the emperor who had already been sitting at the desk, and walked away with every step.

After returning to his room, Jia Amnesty tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and sat on the bed, chatting with Qiu Ji: "Tell me why I don't have the sense of responsibility like a beautiful emperor?"

Chou Ji replied in a cadence: "Coincidentally, I don't have one either."

Jia Amnesty was startled, seeing the mirror-like face, Fu Ruxin said, "That's right, you stole my handsome face from my master, and you still hang around in front of my eyes every day without feeling guilty."

Qiu Ji: "..."

"There is also the fact that you seized the house when you disagreed with me before, and you gave me a golden finger that is useless and useless, and you are the host to enjoy everything, but even the name is a useless brain that I have worked hard on. It was taken out..." Jia She turned over the old account: "In short, you have no sense of responsibility!"

Hearing this, Qiu Ji sighed: "Indeed. Besides, you are much better than me, so it's not me I should hate..."

Qiu Ji stared at Jia She, who was self-reflecting, looking like he wanted to learn from his idol, and felt a little ridiculous.

After a few lifetimes of death, there is a spirit, which made him resent the heaven and the people and hate that he did not work hard in the past, but he never thought of starting to change himself from now on, and he still lives in a daze.

Otherwise, how could he be treated in modern society?

Just as Qiu Ji was recalling the past, Jia She clapped his hands and sighed: "Oops, I actually forgot that I haven't written the divorce letter yet!"