[Quick Transmigration] Cannon Fodder Counterattack

Bringing Rong Jing back to the Chaohua Palace, Zhao Yihuan was about to go out to find the imperial doctor, but Rong Jing grabbed his sleeves: "Do you want everyone to know that I am sick? Well, I fell ill when the Nanban mission came. This is forcing Nanban and Daqi to go to war again." Taking a deep breath, he endured the pain and found a knife, gold sore medicine, wine and bandages in the small cabinet beside the bed, "First help me cut off the rotten flesh, Then pour the wine on it, and finally sprinkle the golden sore medicinal bandage and tie it up."

Zhao Yihuan was silent, but he still started to untie Rong Jing's clothes.As soon as the clothes were taken off, the stench couldn't be covered up, so Zhao Yihuan looked at Rong Jing with a mocking smile, and turned away.

"Your Majesty, please hold back." Looking at Rong Jing who stuffed the clothes into her mouth and was biting, Zhao Yihuan said something, and then began to remove the rotten meat.

It's not a good feeling to cut flesh on your own body, especially this body is quite afraid of pain, even though Rong Jing's willpower is strong, cold sweat still oozes from his forehead.When Zhao Yihuan poured the wine on him, he rolled his eyes and really wanted to just pass out.

After staying until Zhao Yihuan wrapped the bandage, Rong Jing heaved a sigh of relief, and spat out the clothes that had a few holes in them.

Seeing Rong Jing lying on the bed weakly, Zhao Yihuan was full of guilt, he couldn't forget who gave Rong Jing these injuries.

"Turn around, I want to change clothes." Resting for a while and waiting for her strength to recover a little, Rong Jing commanded unceremoniously.

"Continuing to hold the wound will never get better." Zhao Yihuan directly refused Rong Jing's order, and pulled the quilt to wrap him up, "Where is the side hall of Chaohua Palace?"

Rong Jing, who was in a weak state, faced Zhao Yihuan, who had full strength, and had no other means except to turn his face away in hatred.Therefore, Zhao Yihuan smoothly transferred Rong Jing to the side hall.

After Rong Jing is settled, Zhao Yihuan will go back, he will not forget who he is.However, just as he stood up, his sleeve was grabbed again.Lowering her head, Rong Jing was looking at him with pleading eyes, with a weak and helpless expression that he had never seen before.

His heart softened, he sat back again, and coaxed a child: "Okay, sleep well, I won't go."

Rong Jing hurriedly moved inside: "Come up and sleep with me, I can't sleep alone."

Being stared at by Rong Jing with beseeching and expectant eyes, Zhao Yihuan finally compromised, took off his coat and lay down on the bed.Before he could lie down comfortably for two seconds, Rong Jing quickly rolled into his arms, wrapping around him like an octopus.

Zhao Yihuan sighed helplessly, he finally understood that Rong Jing was already drunk, and she was just pretending before, but now that she was sleepy, she couldn't pretend anymore.Raising his hand to stroke Rong Jing's hair, he hugged her: "Can you sleep now?"

Rong Jing snorted, closed her eyes awkwardly, and explained in a very low voice: "I don't want you to stay, it's just too pitiful to see you go back. Well, that's it!"

Your Majesty, do you know what it means to have 300 taels of silver here, and what is superfluous?

Zhao Yihuan couldn't suppress the upturn of the corners of his mouth at all, he felt that His Majesty was cuter when he was drunk, so he didn't tell himself.

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On the second day, Rong Jing woke up very early.Seeing Zhao Yihuan as soon as she opened her eyes, Rong Jing secretly smiled with a sweet and joyful smile.It's a pity that the next moment, the smile faded from his face and turned into gnashing of teeth, because there is nothing comfortable in his whole body now!Getting up angrily, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his scalp. Turning his head to look, a strand of hair was entangled like this.

Feeling this pulling force, Zhao Yihuan also woke up, but what he saw was Rong Jing keeping her upper body half-lifted and carefully untying the entangled hair of the two.He has never seen such a gentle and considerate Rong Jing.In his memory, Rong Jing would sneer, raise her chin arrogantly, and occasionally show anger, but she would never act coquettishly, nor would she show tenderness and care.

Sensing Zhao Yihuan's gaze, Rong Jing simply lay back and said angrily, "You come to solve it!"

Probably it was really a matter of talent, Rong Jing couldn't untangle her hair for a long time, but it became more and more tangled, and finally became a big tangle.

A faint smile appeared in Zhao Yihuan's eyes, he pulled Rong Jing to sit up, lowered his head and slowly untied the tangled hair.Even though more hair was tangled together because of Rong Jing's previous actions, under his hands, those hairs were still quickly separated.

Rong Jing scratched at his hair, which made the messy hair even more messy, and with his movement, the obscene clothes that were hanging loosely on his body opened the front door wide, and his right shoulder was directly exposed.

Zhao Yihuan turned her head silently, took off her official uniform and started tidying herself up.But in a moment, he took care of himself.He stayed in the military camp for many years, but there were no servants to help him tidy up. After a long time, he also learned to take care of himself.Even if he could find a companion as a general, he didn't find one because he was used to being alone.

Seeing that Zhao Yihuan turned her head and didn't dare to look at him, a smile flashed in Rong Jing's eyes, and then he yawned lazily, pulled his clothes casually, and ordered: "Come here, rub it for me, I have a headache." When the other party walked over, he directly kicked the other party's calf lightly, "Headache, shoulder pain, stomach pain, and leg pain even more, you bastard!"

Rong Jing's kick didn't hurt Zhao Yihuan at all, and the last sentence was not so much an accusation, but a complaint about acting like a baby.

Commander Zhao Yihuan rubbed herself, Rong Jing got up in a good mood, and ordered the maid to change her clothes.Resting today, except for the group of Da Honglu who can't rest, other officials must rest at home today, but unfortunately he can't rest, doing what he does and loving what he does. Now that he has become the emperor, he naturally has to fulfill the emperor's obligations.God knows what the original owner was thinking, he had to read hundreds of scriptures every day.In the morning, I will go to court, and then I will start to correct the papers. In the afternoon, I will study and practice martial arts, so as to cultivate my cultural accomplishment and self-defense ability.Even if he doesn't have many concubines, he can't count more than five fingers now.

——The emperor is definitely the most tiring job in the whole world, even more tiring than when he was the prime minister!He can go home to rest when he is tired as a prime minister, and the emperor is tired...hehehe.