Born short-lived

It is a very dangerous thing for a 15-year-old girl to become pregnant. In addition, Dong Li is born with a weak physique.

So from the day the princess was diagnosed with pregnancy, thick curtains were put on the princess's chariot when she went out, and there was no cold food from morning till night. With tonic.

It was also from that day on that Dong Sheng rarely saw the princess again even in the capital.Even if she handles government affairs in the cabinet, she is isolated in an airtight room alone, and there are only one or two people who go in and out to deliver documents, and she never shows up in public.

So Dong Sheng's last and deepest impression of this royal girl is the glimpse of her red-eyed eyes when she came out of the front hall on the wedding day.

The days of peace and stability always pass by quickly, Dong Sheng has not recovered, and it is the first month in a blink of an eye.

Huajing City finally had its first heavy snowfall this year. The snow seemed to have been suffocated for a long time. When it got up, it was like goose feathers flying all over the sky, flying for two consecutive nights.

Waking up in the morning on the first day of the new year, the wind blew open the windows of the East Palace bedroom, and Dong Sheng woke up from his sleep with a sneeze.

——At this time, it was already three poles in the sun.

The so-called sleepiness in spring, fatigue in autumn, nap in summer, and hibernation in winter, according to this principle, it is not an exaggeration to sleep through a year.However, if he could deceive others, he could not deceive himself, Dong Sheng knew very well - he was indeed more lethargic than before, and he couldn't even keep up with the New Year's Eve last night.

This is not a kind of rejuvenation, Dong Sheng is just turning [-] now, in terms of ordinary people, it is the restless age of a fool who sleeps on the cold kang, and his peers are all excited all day long as if they don’t need to sleep at all , alive and kicking, jumping and jumping better than live shrimp.

As for him, he will be wrapped in fox fur before November. Two months ago, he didn’t use ginger slices to wipe his whole body before going to bed, and his hands and feet became cold. He couldn't sleep, and he still had a low-grade fever the next morning. Zhou Zirong was so angry that he had to come to the East Palace to supervise him every night from then on to wipe his body with ginger slices.

Not only that, but he also specially sent someone from the East China Sea to decoct it for him every day.

Dong Sheng suddenly felt that he was even more delicate than his pregnant sister.

He thought it was impossible.

"It's not that there are no imperial physicians and cooks in the East Palace. You are a dignified prince, tossing around in the kitchen all day long, how decent you are." Dong Sheng saw Zhou Zirong coming to him with a food box, and couldn't help scolding him.

Of course, he just said that with his mouth, and it was impossible for him to be unhappy.

Zhou Zirong knew that he was good at talking, so he didn't bother to argue with him. He lifted the lacquered food box in his hand and shook it at him with a smile: "Anyway, it's ready, so you can say whether you want to drink it or not."

Dong Sheng thought, if he could ascend the throne and become emperor in the future, would he be able to convict Zhou Zirong of forcing the palace for such behavior.

Although this palace forced him to be very pleasing to the eye.

He shook his head helplessly, wrapped the cloak around his body, and cursed with a smile: "Come in quickly and close the door, it's freezing to death."

Zhou Zirong was delighted to hear it, so he let out a quick hey, and came in with a food box in his hand.

However, as long as Zhou Zirong is present, the East Palace does not need other servants.

Having learned from the past, he did not dare to be in the same room with this pair of dogs again. He was afraid of hearing something indecent, so he quickly walked upright to the palace room that Dongsheng had vacated for Tiangang Lingwu, and then retracted. In the sword of death, lie down on the wooden shelf obediently.

"Hurry up and drink it while it's hot. The candied osmanthus is here." Zhou Zirong took out the medicine soup box wrapped tightly in a towel, carefully placed it on the table, and then took out a small dish of candied osmanthus inside.

Sometimes Dong Sheng has to admire that Zhou Zirong is a man who can go up to the hall, go down to the kitchen, make a fortune and kill the enemy general. If you only read the first half of the sentence, he can be called a virtuous and virtuous man, and he has an extraordinary ability to cook with his own hands. obsession.

This is probably the kind of good daughter-in-law that Dong Sheng thought of when she was a teenager, "to cook in the kitchen for three days, wash her hands and make soup".

It's a pity that counting the second half of the sentence, this "Princess Concubine" is too powerful, and Dong Sheng can't stand it.

Sure enough, after drinking the soup, he drank it on the bed.

Ever since they had their first time that day, it was as if they had given up on meat. When there was nothing to do, they rolled together as soon as they felt like it.

The cloud and rain in Wushan had a miraculous effect on warming up. Panting, Dong Sheng raised his limp arm and patted Zhou Zirong's back twice, with an exhausted smile at the corner of his mouth, pretending to be disgusted and saying: "Why? ? Don’t pretend to be dead, hurry up and drive away... Hiss, you crushed me to death.”

Zhou Zirong hummed a few times coquettishly on purpose, but couldn't get up, and Dong Sheng had goosebumps all over his body.

However, there is still a bit of a dark feeling in the diaphragm, after all, no matter whether Zhou Zirong did it on purpose or not, hearing his lover act like a baby to him will give people a sense of accomplishment from the bottom of their hearts.

Dong Sheng was so happy in his heart that he couldn't care less about catching up with Zhou Zirong.

So Zhou Zirong lay on him contentedly and hugged him for a long time, and when the emotional tide between the two of them had completely subsided, he smiled as if he was full, and got up to prepare hot water and ginger slices for him.

He carried Dong Sheng into a wooden bucket full of hot water to wash, and Dong Sheng was not polite at all. He slumped on the edge of the wooden bucket like a master, and let Zhou Zirong stretch out.

Waiting.

Most of Dong Sheng's body was soaked in hot water, and sleepiness surged up like a tide. He squinted his eyes, feeling weak all over, and chatted lightly and nonchalantly: "I finally know why I always feel sleepy and sleepy." Afraid of the cold, it must be because of you...how can I put it, you indulged too much, so your kidneys are weak."

Why is Dong Sheng's body like this? Zhou Zirong's heart is like a mirror, so he didn't think this joke was funny at all. Instead, his eyes dimmed a little, and he twitched the corners of his mouth dryly: "What nonsense."

Zhou Zirong thought, how much time is left for him?

He silently counted the days, he had already found most of the prescriptions given to him by Jiang Huailan, and the remaining three rare medicines were also found, and he was on the way, and he was going to the East China Sea in a few days - only the last one, It is almost impossible to exist in the world. Zhou Zirong has tried his best, but has been searching unsuccessfully - of course, this is also the reason why he has been reluctant to tell Dong Sheng.

Dong Sheng has already shouldered too much, and Zhou Zirong doesn't want him to carry another layer. After all, this indistinct hope is too heavy and can drive people crazy, so he wants to tell Dong Sheng after he has found it all.

He was afraid that Dong Sheng would see his unsteadiness, so while wiping Dong Sheng's arm, he changed the subject without a trace, and asked, "Your coronation ceremony will be in a few days, have you decided on the word?" ?”

Dong Sheng leaned against the side of the bucket with his head up, unconsciously his consciousness drifted up with the steaming heat on the water surface, he was about to fall asleep, he heard Zhou Zirong's question in a daze, he was dull for a while, and then he was half asleep and half awake Slowly said: "Take it... let's go."

Zhou Zirong smiled: "What does it mean to take it? Didn't the person in charge of the ceremony give you a breath?"

Dong Sheng slowly opened the eyelids that seemed to be filled with lead, frowned and recalled for a long time, before he accidentally said with certainty: "It seems to be called...Tianzheng?"

"Did you remember wrong?" Zhou Zirong frowned, "Aren't you from the Xuan family?"

"Oh, that's right," Dong Sheng unsteadily pulled out a small half of his steaming arm from the water, and patted himself on the forehead twice, "Wrong memory, wrong memory, it was Xuan Zheng , Xuanzheng."

Zhou Zirong nodded sincerely, smacked his tongue and said, "It's quite nice."

Dong Sheng grinned embarrassingly, regained consciousness a little, then remembered something, and casually mentioned: "I heard that this time there will be a banquet, and Daling will also come... It's really interesting, the princess is not even here for the wedding , I just added a crown, but they want to join in the fun."

Zhou Zirong gave his hands a pause, then recovered, helped him wash off the excess ginger juice on his body, and said in a deep voice: "I have heard about this before, and there is news from the East China Sea that the Daling's boat is still going smoothly. It’s from the river, it’s supposed to be here in two days.”

"Well," Dong Sheng nodded, "The Foreign Affairs Bureau will keep an eye on it. I don't believe that a weasel can kindly wish a chicken a New Year."

"Well, leave this to me." Zhou Zirong said with a smile, then pulled a large cashmere cape from a wooden shelf beside him, and wrapped it around Dong Sheng's shoulders from behind, "Get up, grab some by yourself." , don't catch a cold."

It has to be said that Zhou Zirong is better at taking care of people than those maidservants who grew up in the palace.

Dong Sheng saw it in his eyes and kept it in his heart, nodded silently, stood up from the barrel dripping wet, grabbed the big cloak with one hand and supported the edge of the barrel with one hand, and stepped out: "It's too late today, Or you can stay here."

Zhou Zirong said: "Let's forget about today... I still have something to do in my house. I'll leave when you fall asleep."

Dong Sheng paused for a moment, feeling slightly surprised. After all, Zhou Zirong would never reject him on such matters, so he raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "What's the matter? If you are in a hurry, you don't have to accompany me. I'm not a child, you just go."

Zhou Zirong rolled his lips into a smile, and caught off guard Dong Sheng's side face was lightly smacked: "I just want to stay with you for a while, I'll leave when you fall asleep, it's okay."

These words were really heartbreaking, Dong Sheng felt ashamed, turned his face away a little flustered, wrapped himself in a long cloak and walked quickly to his couch: "It's up to you."

When Zhou Zirong returned to the palace, it was already midnight, and Yuan Li's night clothes hadn't been changed yet, and he was sitting in his main hall majestically, his face as cold as a cellar in the cold winter months.

"Any news?" Zhou Zirong asked hurriedly.

Yuan Li stood up, gave him a heavy look, then shook his head: "Not at all, it is said that it has long been..."

It no longer exists.

Zhou Zirong's heart sank.

The last flavor on that prescription was actually the black jade bead embedded in Tiangang Lingwu's Huozheng sword.

But that sword was broken into several pieces 1000 years ago, and the bead didn't know where it shattered. The ups and downs of 1000 years, the sun, the moon, and the wind and frost, might have turned into a pinch of the world long ago. Dust, drifting away without a trace.

Why must it be the one on that sword!

"My lord," Yuan Li said, "Are you still looking for it?"

"Look," Zhou Zirong said, "If you search from the southern border to the south, there must be clues..."

"My lord..." Yuan Li hesitated for a while, but still didn't say anything, finally just nodded, and said in a deep voice: "...OK."

[The author has something to say: About the origin of Dongsheng's name:

Sheng, the sound of the first month, is called Sheng because things are born. —— "Shuowen"

Dong Sheng was born in the first month of the lunar year, and the queen likes Sheng music, so he was named Dong Sheng, and he was from the generation of Xuan, so he chose the word "Xuan Zheng" and pronounced "Zheng". 】