When the cannon fodder gets the golden finger [Transmigration Book]

It's already noon now, Zhao Xi just woke up and didn't feel anything, but after a while he was very hungry, he ate several bowls of porridge before he recovered.

"Ah Tian, ​​where is your son?" Zhao Xi asked, wiping his mouth as he put the empty bowl on the tray.

"Brother Shizi went out on something, and I don't know where he went." Ah Tian said, "Maybe he went to find the prince."

The child didn't know the situation, and thought that Zhao Xueyang had gone out of the city.Zhao Xi shook his head and didn't ask any more questions.

Zhao Xi rubbed his belly and sat in the yard.I'm really tired these two days, and I'm still in the comfort period when I just got home, and I feel that the flowers and plants around me, and even the chirping of birds are particularly pleasant.

His side is peaceful and quiet, but Zhao Xueyang has been waiting outside the emperor's bedroom for half an hour to be summoned.

The emperor knew that he had returned to Huaiyang without authorization, but he suppressed it for various reasons.Originally, Zhao Xueyang should have entered the palace to meet him as soon as he came back, but the emperor's health was not good, he was in a coma for a few days, and his condition was getting worse.

Everyone knew that the emperor might not be able to wake up, so they were all focused on the two princes below, but they didn't expect to wake up suddenly today.And specifically asked Zhao Xueyang's whereabouts.

Zhao Xueyang grasped the reason and proposed to enter the palace for an audience.Although the emperor didn't dare to do anything, he still had to give it to him.

In the mid-summer weather, the floor tiles outside the Xuande Hall were hot. It was noon, and the mynahs raised outside the side hall all drooped and tucked their heads under their wings, and the water in the trough was empty.

Zhao Xueyang was wearing complicated and heavy court clothes, sweat dripped down his chin, fell silently on the floor tiles, and evaporated in a blink of an eye.

The favored concubine who came to serve the sick came from a distance, sitting on the palanquin, the maid beside her was fanning, she was still wiping sweat with a champagne.

When she got closer, she saw Zhao Xueyang standing there.

"This is?"

The servant waiting outside the hall hurriedly stepped forward to help her, while flatteringly explaining: "If you go back to your mother, the son of Prince Huaiyang came to pay his respects. Unfortunately, His Majesty has been resting, so we have to ask His Majesty to wait."

"Oh——" Lan Yi had a very gorgeous face. She squinted her eyes and reprimanded: "How do you do things? His Royal Highness is standing here! It is the time when the sun is most poisonous, and His Royal Highness is precious. Can you allow yourself to be so negligent?! If something goes wrong, you don’t need the decorations around your neck.”

Zhao Xueyang felt a little dizzy even though he was physically strong.I felt an ominous fire burning in my heart.He listened dazedly to the words of the waiter and Lan Yi, which were a little unreal.

"This... Your Majesty," the servant stammered and wanted to argue, after all, this was the emperor's intention, otherwise he, a little imperial servant, would not dare to do so.This Lan Jieyu is quite favored, she seems to be a clever and easy-going person, so she talks and acts so confused?

Sure enough, a woman does not necessarily have a brain if she has looks.The waiter thought to himself, maybe it's an embroidered pillow that looks good.

The slander belongs to the slander, the waiter in front of people begged his grandpa to sue his grandma, and rushed to move some stools for Zhao Xueyang.

It was impossible to move the stool into the emperor's bedroom, so we had to move it to the side service room.

When the man left, Lanyi was surrounded by a group of palace people, and they couldn't do anything, so they went straight to the palace as if they didn't know each other.Before leaving, he turned his head and glanced at Zhao Xueyang, but couldn't see any emotion, so he turned his head back.The servant moved a chair for him. Those who can serve the emperor are not stupid. Seeing what Lan Jieyu said just now, he went in again.He reckoned that Zhao Xueyang wouldn't be able to stay outside for long, so he thought he might as well sell it.

"His Royal Highness, it was the negligence of this servant girl. You go to the front of the hall to rest and wait for the summons." Different from the attitude of indifference before, the servant suddenly became considerate and put the chair on the platform where it was cool and the floor tiles were dark. It is different from the material of the head, and it has a coolness.

Zhao Xueyang walked forward slowly and sat down, her steps were uncontrollably a little vain, but no one cared.They all pretended to be safe and sound.

It got better here all of a sudden, and I sat and rested for a while.After a while, someone came out to report, saying that the emperor woke up and wanted lunch, and Zhao Xueyang could go in to greet him.

Ambergris was burning in the dormitory, and the emperor had been ill for a long time, and rarely saw the light.The physical pain of a sick person cannot be passed on to others to replace it, so it will be transferred to others by extroverted temperament.The emperor has been in a high position for a long time and has never shared his sorrows and joys with others, especially when he is sick.

The emperor's temper became more and more violent. Although he was asleep on the dragon bed for most of the day, he rarely felt irritable when he was awake.

It has been more than half a month now, and even Concubine Feng Gui and Concubine Hui, who were actively serving here at the beginning, have come less.Only Lan Jieyu worked tirelessly and stayed by the emperor's side every day.

Zhao Xueyang entered the bedroom hall under the leadership of the servant, and stepped on the floor tiles in the hall with his hands and feet, as if he was stepping on cotton, which was vain and effortless.The bead curtains in the hall had been removed, and the originally clear and melodious sound of the jade beads colliding made the emperor feel annoyed even if it didn't sound even once during the comings and goings of the palace people.

The emperor sat on the bed, and he had already weakened visibly with the naked eye after not seeing him for more than ten days.The pale face and lip color, and the body has also lost a lot.His body, which was not originally considered strong, looked very thin, and his complexion was not very good.

Zhao Xueyang had an audience with the emperor in the Xuande Palace, and stated his mistake of going back to Huaiyang without authorization. The emperor let go of his anger before, and taught him a lesson, and let go of this matter in a low voice.

It would be his style to go down to Huaiyang to inquire about crimes with an edict before, but unfortunately he dare not now.He didn't even dare to put this matter on the surface, otherwise he would be the one who made things difficult, and he would also be the one who lost face.

"It's getting late, Siyin can stay and have lunch before leaving." The emperor coughed twice after speaking, and the blue clothes hurriedly supported him, and the palace servants came over with spittoons.

Zhao Xueyang waited for the emperor to finish coughing and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm to recover before he got up and politely declined, and at the same time proposed that he wanted to see the concubine mother.

The emperor didn't make things difficult for him, just waved his hand.

"You are familiar with this palace, so no one will take you there. Go by yourself." The emperor said.

Sitting at the side, Lan Yi wiped the corner of the emperor's mouth with a handkerchief, and said with a soft smile: "The queen mother may be having lunch at this time, and the son may be able to catch up with a meal soon."

She was speaking to Zhao Xueyang, with a teasing tone, but her eyes were full of meaning.

The emperor was really sick and confused, and he didn't have so many twists and turns in his mind. Hearing this, he said, "Then you have to hurry up."

Zhao Xueyang bowed calmly and saluted, and after saying goodbye properly, he was escorted out by the servant.

After leaving the main hall and standing on the platform, he took a deep breath.

The aroma in the room is too strong, and the doors and windows are closed tightly, which makes the smell even more stuffy. In addition, the cold wind from the ice cubes inside has not been broken, and it is much more comfortable after coming out.

The news in the palace was really blocked, if it wasn't for Lanyi's reminder just now, he didn't know that the princess was with the queen mother.At that time, he was thinking of going to Xiangluan Palace of Concubine Feng Gui.

[The author has something to say: Blue clothes holding a spittoon: yue——]