His Majesty And Ministers

Qingzhou City was destroyed, Xu Ming was defeated in the first battle, and fled in a hurry, Jing Ye sent Yang Ziran to pursue the victory.

The person who opened the city gate to welcome the emperor into the city was Xu Ming's confidant for many years, named Dong Qichang. Lin Xiaosheng asked Jing Ye: "How to deal with this person?"

Jing Ye flipped through the report, and said: "Dong Qichang has been with Xu Ming for many years, Xu Ming is very fond of him, and his favors are countless, but he steps on him when he sees his defeat. It is really ungrateful." generation."

Lin Xiaosheng said: "But if this person is punished, I'm afraid it will scare the surrenders in the city and cause another disturbance."

Jing Ye said: "Keep his life and let him go. I don't want to be the second Xu Ming."

Lin Xiaosheng nodded, got up from the chair, bowed and said: "Although the military affairs are troublesome, Your Majesty must take care of the dragon's body."

Jing Ye smiled and said, "I tried my best to read as little as possible of Zhezi."

Lin Xiaosheng raised his head and said, "Your Majesty takes care of military affairs at the same time, and takes care of Bachelor Feng at the other. I'm afraid that Your Majesty will be too tired."

What he said was straightforward and reasonable, but there was a faint smell of jealousy. Jing Ye was a little embarrassed, so he could only pretend that he didn't hear it.

Seeing that the emperor was silent, Lin Xiaosheng understood that he would never move Feng Ling back to the military camp to recuperate, so he could only salute and retreat.

Jing Ye waited for him to leave the room, got up and threw the report back on the shelf. This study is connected to the bedroom next to it, with several carved doors in the middle.Jing Ye turned the screen and entered the bedroom where he usually takes a nap.

Feng Ling was lying on the bed he usually used for afternoon naps, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was still in a coma.

The maids brought soup and medicine, bowed towards Jingye, turned to the bedside, and the servant serving Feng Ling helped him sit up so that the maids could feed the medicine.

Feng Ling clenched her teeth tightly, the medicine couldn't be fed into her mouth, it dripped down her chin onto the quilt.

Jing Ye looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand and said, "I'm here."

The maid hurriedly presented the bowl and spoon to him, bowed her head and stepped back.Jing Ye sat by the bed, took a spoonful of the pitch-black concoction, and brought a spoonful to Fengling's lips: "Fengqing?"

Feng Ling flicked her fingertips, Jing Ye pressed the jade spoon against his lips, and slowly fed the medicine into it.

When Ye Mao led the doctor into the door, he saw this scene. Ye Mao narrowed his eyes and glanced at the military doctor, who buried his head in a sensible manner.

The military doctor came to change the dressing on Feng Ling's legs. Jing Ye sat at the table and watched him apply the medicine, and asked, "Is there any sequelae after the injury recovers?"

The military doctor leaned forward and said, "My lord's injury looks terrible, but in fact it didn't hurt the vital parts. Given time, it will be back to normal."

Jing Ye was slightly relieved, nodded, pressed his forehead and said, "You are recommended by my imperial physician, don't let me down."

The military doctor hurriedly said, "How dare I."

The military doctor changed his medicine and left again. Ye Mao led him all the way out, and said as he walked, "Doctor Fang is very skilled in medicine, so he should know that there are some things that should not be said indiscriminately."

The military doctor squeezed his sweat and said cautiously: "This is natural."

Ye Mao smiled and said: "Okay. The carriage that will take you back is right outside the gate. Sir, let's go home. When Lord Feng recovers from his injury, His Majesty's reward will be indispensable."

The military doctor nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes."

Back in the dormitory, the maidservants tidied up and bowed and retreated. Ye Mao came in with small steps, bowed and said, "Your Majesty is tired, why don't you go and have a rest?"

Jing Ye glanced at Feng Ling, but there was still no sign of waking up, so he couldn't help but sighed softly, turned around and left.

Feng Ling woke up at night, when the maid was coming to the bed to light the lamp, she caught a glimpse of the person on the bed frowning, opened her eyes in a daze, and couldn't help shouting: "Wake up, wake up!"

Jing Ye was reading the report outside, when he heard this, he hurriedly got up and went to the inner room, Ye Mao hurriedly followed behind him.

Jing Ye walked to the bed, saw Feng Ling's expression gradually became clearer, and called out: "Feng Qing?"

Only then did Feng Ling see clearly that the person in front of her was Jing Ye.

With a crown of good wings and a black cyan embroidered dragon uniform, Feng Ling moved her fingers, carefully traced the outline of his eyebrows and eyes, and said slowly: "I... am inconvenient, so I cannot salute Your Majesty."

Jing Ye helped him sit up, put a soft pillow behind him, and said, "No need."

"Chen..." Feng Ling opened her mouth, suddenly felt a sweetness in her throat, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood fell on the quilt, leaching a dark brown.

Jing Ye was startled, and even Ye Mao was startled: "This, Mr. Feng, this is..."

"Don't call the imperial doctor yet!"

Jing Ye took a deep breath, raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of Feng Ling's lips with his sleeve, he held his wrist and said, "How can you stain your majesty's clothes."

Jing Ye got angry from nowhere, turned his sleeves to face him, and said coldly: "It's already dirty."

Feng Ling lowered her head to look at the blood stains on her sleeves. She once heard from the imperial physician of the imperial hospital that the juvenile vomiting blood is definitely not a sign of longevity.Thinking of what Elder Xing said before he fell into a coma, it was probably true.

He was stunned for a long time, then let go of Jing Ye's wrist.

Jing Ye said: "After you were taken away by Mr. Xing Qi, what happened?"

Feng Ling was silent for a long time, and said: "The minister is a document accompanying the army, and he should be recuperating in the barracks, not in the residence of the emperor..."

Jing Ye felt that he was being ridiculed: "Are you just avoiding me like a snake?"

Feng Ling said: "Your Majesty treats me too well, I can't bear it."

Jing Ye didn't speak, and sat back at the table, turning his face away.

Feng Ling looked at him quietly.

What good is it to treat a dying person?

The imperial doctor came over in a hurry and took Feng Ling's pulse, Jing Ye avoided Feng Ling and asked him outside.

"But what kind of chronic disease, or..." Jing Ye thought, "Poison?"

The imperial doctor shook his head and said, "I can't see any abnormalities in the pulse condition, but it is more stable and powerful than when I was unconscious."

Jing Ye heard the words and said, "This is amazing."

The imperial doctor said: "Although this incident is rare, it is recorded in medical books. In the past, a person with no disease suddenly vomited blood, but his body was healthier than before, just like a martial arts practitioner who opened up the body's key points."

Jing Ye asked a few more questions carefully, and decided to wait and see for two days.

After saying that the imperial physician please leave, Jing Ye agreed.

He originally planned to go in and talk to Feng Ling, but felt that what he just said was really disgusting and should scare him for a few days, so he ordered Ye Mao to prepare dinner, and instead of going to see how Feng Ling was doing, he went back to his room to eat and go to bed.

After falling asleep in the middle of the night and being awakened by a nightmare again, Jing Ye sat up, collected himself, and called out, "Ye Mao?"

Ye Mao hurriedly came in from the outside, rubbed his hands and bowed, "Your Majesty, would you like some hot tea?"

Jing Ye nodded, Ye Mao hurriedly went out to bring tea, Jing Ye drank a couple of sips, and suddenly said: "No incense today?"

Ye Mao said: "Your Majesty said last night that the fragrance was too strong, and he has asked the servants to withdraw."

Jing Ye just remembered and said, "It's true, I forgot about it."

Ye Mao said: "Otherwise, I will order it again?"

Jing Ye shook his head and said: "No need, I can sleep soundly at night after lighting it up, but I feel dizzy when I read books during the day, go get me a book, move a lamp, and rest outside after moving it."

"Hey." Ye Mao bent over, with a worried expression on his face, bowed his head and withdrew, and secretly ordered the young man guarding the door: "Go and invite Mr. Lin." After speaking, he moved the lamp to search for books as Jing Ye said.

Jing Ye leaned on the pillow, obviously tired, but not sleepy at all.After waiting for a while, I didn't see Ye Mao coming in, but I heard the door creak open and then shut again.

The sound of light footsteps came from far to near, and when someone stepped into the inner room, Jing Ye could see who it was.

Lin Xiaosheng was called up in the middle of the night, so he didn't wear a crown, his black hair was tied into a bundle behind his head, and he wore a coat and a crane cloak. He came in and asked, "Your Majesty, can't you sleep well?"

Jing Ye was only slightly taken aback, knowing that this was Ye Mao's good deed again, he said helplessly, "It's hard for you to come back in the middle of the night."

Lin Xiaosheng didn't come to the bed, but stood beside the smoker cage, warming his hands and body, and then came to the bed, took off his coat and sat on it.

It is indeed comfortable to have an extra warm body beside him, Jing Ye stepped in, and Lin Xiaosheng asked him, "Is Your Majesty still unable to sleep?"

Jing Ye's hand was clasped by him, and the temperature seeped in little by little.

"Well, a little bit."

The eyes of the two people met, and it was unclear who took the initiative, anyway, they quickly clasped each other's hands, their ears rubbing against each other, their lips and teeth lingering.

"Uh... um..."

Jing Ye kissed and kissed, his eyes were watery, and his cheeks were red. Lin Xiaosheng watched him while kissing, and felt that the gentle and honest emperor in the daytime was actually a little seductive at this time.

A few lights flickered, and the light fragrance of the young man's underwear was evaporated by the heat, intoxicating.

It took Jing Ye a lot of effort to pull himself back to his senses. At this moment, his hands were trembling to separate the chest, waist and abdomen of the two who were close together: "Zhenzhenzhen... I want to sleep."

Lin Xiaosheng paused with the hand that reached into the hem of his clothes, put his palm on his waist, and kissed him lightly on the lips a few times.

"sleep."

Jing Ye quickly lay back under the quilt, and the quilt was pulled to cover half of his head. Lin Xiaosheng lay down after him, looking at the soft white back of his neck.

A night without dreams.