[Comprehensive] Huan Jun Wanfu

As expected by Guo Jia, not long after news of Murong Wei's death spread, the gate of the palace was broken down by courtiers.Lin Shao used a tough attitude to keep these people out of the palace, but this was not an option over time.

This day was Lin Shao's first morning court after returning to the palace, and before the antidote was completed, Lin Shao became sleepy not long after sitting on the dragon chair.He supported his arm, put his hand on his forehead, rubbed it slowly, and said, "Murong Chongzhen has already been sent away, what should we do about the rest!"

"Your Majesty, Murong Chong can't stay!" Wang Meng stepped forward in three steps, knelt down and kowtowed heavily, as if to remonstrate with death.

Lin Shao lazily raised his eyelids, glanced at Wang Meng, and didn't take Wang Meng's death seriously, "Is it Wang Aiqing's decision or mine's decision here? Why don't I give up the position to Aiqing."

Wang Meng was stunned, and looked at Lin Shao in disbelief, "Your Majesty, I have no such intentions. I am loyal to Your Majesty and plan for His Majesty's country and society! My heart can be learned from the sun and the moon!"

"Since that's the case, what should Aiqing do?" Lin Shao squinted his eyes halfway and raised his chin.

Unwilling, Wang Meng wanted to say more, but he saw Lin Shao on the dragon chair frowned, his throat moved, his head tilted suddenly, and he spit out a mouthful of dirty blood.

"Your Majesty!"

For a moment, the entire court was in chaos, and everyone flocked here, as if to care about Lin Shao.

Lin Shao gave a muffled cough, and stretched out his hand to signal them to stop.

"Your Majesty..." Wang Fu approached Lin Shao, with a solemn face, and withdrew his hand as he wanted to support Lin Shao.

Lin Shao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked with a smile, "Do you have any questions?"

Wang Meng opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Lin Shao restrained his smile and stood up with his hand resting on the armrest expressionlessly.Wang Fu quickly followed up to support him, but Lin Shao didn't refuse, and left with Wang Fu's strength.

Before reaching the bedroom, Lin Shao suddenly became dizzy and sank.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Wang Fu struggled to grab Lin Shao, shouted in panic, and shouted to the palace servants beside him, "Call the imperial doctor quickly! Hurry up!"

"Yes!" Hearing the words, several palace servants leaned over and ran to the imperial hospital, while several other guards stepped forward cleverly, helped Lin Shao from Wang Fu's hand, and helped Lin Shao into the bedroom.

When the imperial doctors arrived at Lin Shao's bedroom, Lin Shao was already unconscious.The imperial doctors were sweating from Wang Fu's scolding, and they took Lin Shao's pulse with trembling hands and treated him.

"What's the matter?" Guo Jia, who hadn't seen the imperial doctor's conclusion for a long time, couldn't help feeling a little anxious after hearing the news.

"This... this..." The imperial doctor moved his hand away, wiped off the sweat and said falteringly, "My lord, your lord, this is poison and heart veins."

Guo Jia's face turned pale when he heard the words. Wang Fu formed a stark contrast with Guo Jia. His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He angrily stepped forward and pulled the imperial doctor away, criticizing unceremoniously: "The king is here! Now it’s because you quack doctors are incompetent? If you can prepare the antidote as soon as possible, how can the king come to this point?”

"My lord, the antidote is always lacking in one medicine. It's because we are not skilled enough to find out this medicine." The imperial doctor said.

"Do you still know that you are not good at learning? Quack doctors!" Wang Fu spat.

Guo Jia regained his composure during this time, walked up to Wang Fu and shook his head signally, and asked the imperial physician, "Is there anything you can do to relieve my lord's condition?"

The imperial doctor thought for a while, and said hesitantly: "The only solution for now is to let the king take an antidote with an incomplete prescription. However, we are not sure whether this antidote will work or cause other harm."

Guo Jia's eyes darkened, he looked at the person on the bed who seemed to have lost his temper, and asked the imperial doctor: "If my lord doesn't try the antidote, what will happen?"

The imperial doctor swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty: "I am unconscious, after seven days, there will be no...life."

Silence, only silence.

Taking an antidote with unknown effects has become the only way now, but who would dare to make such a dangerous choice for Lin Shao?

There is no one else but Guo Jia.

"Give it to the lord, I believe that auspicious people have their own fortune, and the lord will be safe and sound." Guo Jia raised his voice when he was so quiet that he could hear a needle drop, as if he had a plan in mind.

In fact, only he himself knew that his heart was flustered and his hands were shaking.

One wrong step could lead to an abyss.

"This..." The imperial doctor didn't follow his advice immediately, but hesitated.

"I'll take care of what happens." Guo Jia said with his hands behind his back, straightened his back.

"Yes, yes." The imperial doctor was stunned for a moment, nodded and took out a pile of bottles and jars from the medicine cabinet, and picked out the latest bottle from the pile of bottles and jars, taking a deep breath , poured out a brown pill, trembling legs, stepped forward and fed the pill into Lin Shao's mouth.

The medicine was gradually taken down, and several people stared at Lin Shao, paying attention to Lin Shao's changes.

At first, Lin Shao's bloodless face gradually showed some blood, and his breathing also began to stabilize.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and just as they were happy about the signs of improvement, Lin Shao took a breath, and the straight line of breathing that was clear and detectable at the last moment became weaker, until finally it was almost breathless.

The imperial doctor panicked, ignoring the rules that dragons should not be presumptuous, he probed Lin Shao's breathing, then lifted Lin Shao's eyelids to look, and turned to search for Lin Shao's arteries.

"How?!" Wang Fu asked coldly.

"No breathing, no pulse." The imperial doctor said in a trance.

Wang Fu was so angry that he almost didn't go up and slap the imperial doctor. Fortunately, Guo Jia's words stopped his thoughts in time.

"Look, my lord's chest is still beating." Guo Jia stared at the fabric of Lin Shao's chest that was moving slightly, and said.

The imperial doctor was startled, and even followed Guo Jia's words to listen to Lin Shao's heartbeat, and the heavy expression on his face improved a lot because of Lin Shao's regular heartbeat.

"The heartbeat is normal, it's amazing!" the imperial doctor couldn't help but marvel.

As long as the heartbeat is still there, there is the possibility of healing, but this is also facing certain difficulties.After all, Lin Shao had no pulse and his heartbeat was normal, so they couldn't know what kind of condition Lin Shao was in.

"Is the poison detoxified? When will Your Majesty wake up?" Wang Fu asked urgently.

"We don't know about this, but we will try our best to make the king recover as soon as possible!"

"Do your best, that's all you can say, when did you do it?" Wang Fu said angrily.

"Forget it, Eunuch Wang, even if you kill them now, you won't be able to wake up the lord. You might as well let them try. We can also find other methods." Guo Jia suggested.

Everything can only be said in terms of possibilities, but as long as the last hope is not lost, they will wait.

……

Time passed day by day, year after year. From the outside world, Lin Shao had been in a coma with a normal heartbeat for several years. In fact, Lin Shao's soul had left his body, and he was carrying out urgent small tasks arranged by the system.

That poisonous attack would indeed kill Lin Shao's life. In order to maintain Lin Shao's life, the system suppressed all the poison with overdraft rewards, and arranged a small task for Lin Shao to transform his body data.

The small task is to bring Lin Shao's body to the parallel space of the current world, and lead Murong Chong's soul back and forth astray.In that space, history did not involve Lin Shao, and everything continued on a normal track.As a bystander, Lin Shao witnessed the whole process of Murong Chong falling from Glory to the quagmire.

The high-spirited Murong Chong, the proud Murong Chong, the humiliated Murong Chong, the desperate Murong Chong...he still has the shadow of the Little Phoenix Emperor he knew in him, but the difference in the details of the experience still caused the two of them to have a great relationship. difference.

If it is said that Xiao Fenghuang just fell into the dark abyss because of Lin Shao's existence, then Murong Chong has been punished and suppressed in the eighteen levels of hell. What he sees and hears are all the most negative things in this world , There will never be a day of turning around.

The most painful thing is that he can only walk in hell alone. There are only enemies and people who laugh at him in front of him and behind him, even if these people who laugh at him escape hell because of him.

Lin Shao suddenly remembered Lu Xun's words, "Silence, silence, if you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence."

Murong Chong stood up scarred from the humiliation, left, planned, seized the throne coldly, and led his troops to attack Chang'an.

He chose to explode.

The horseshoes are flying, the armor is mighty, and the long hair is tied into a ponytail, revealing a cold and charming face.

"Why do the slaves come to die?" Fu Jian stood at the gate of the city and said with his hands behind his back.

Murong Chong raised his head and sneered: "Slave, be slave, it's just that I'm tired of being a slave, and I will definitely replace it today."

This war raged for several months. In the first month of the tenth year of Taiyuan, Murong Chong Afang proclaimed himself emperor, and changed his reign name to Genyuan.

In May of the tenth year of Taiyuan, Murong Chong landed in Chang'an, burned the city, and defeated Fu Jian.

Afterwards, Murong Chong settled down in Chang'an and indulged in singing and music.

It seems that something that has been persisted for a long time has finally been achieved, all support is gone, and the hope of life is suddenly deprived.All that is left in life is the unbearable, the pain and the darkness.The same is true, everything no longer makes sense.

So what if revenge is avenged?Can anyone who cares come back?Can the pride of the past come back?Can the warmth of the past come back?

So what if you become an emperor, can you still get what you want?

It doesn't make sense at all.

The wine enters the heart of sorrow, and the sorrow is incomprehensible.

Murong Chong opened his eyes slightly, and what his deep, bottomless eyes revealed to Lin Shao was this information.

The wine wet most of his clothes, but he didn't care, and his hair was messy and entangled with the corner of his clothes, but he didn't care either.

This kind of Murong Chong is more in line with the person who committed suicide in his memory, Lin Shao was silent, and couldn't help thinking of Xiao Fenghuang who was equally gloomy but more energetic than him.

If Little Phoenix Emperor really follows this trajectory...

Thinking about it, his heart felt stuffy.

"Ah!" Lin Shao shook his head and sighed, floated to Murong Chong's side, and reached out his hand to wrap Murong Chong's long hair by accident.

With long hair, it was as smooth and cool as water, and Lin Shao couldn't help touching it a few more times.

"Your Majesty, what we need is not such a debauched leader. You have already lost the qualification to order us." The man who walked forward with a knife pointed at the half-drunk Murong Chong.

"Heh..." Murong Chong chuckled, glanced at the knife on the man's waist, and said straight to the point: "We are just using each other, and now your use value is gone, and mine is also gone. There is nothing left to miss in this world, so you have won."

He said, watching the man's knife stab into his heart, motionless.

There was still an unfinished smile on the corner of his mouth, stained with blood, like the setting sun.

No, no, it's like slipping through the dark bloody, crazy, cruel, and finally silent...