Fake concubine, real queen

Others didn't know who the Taoist priest was and how capable he was, but Pei Zhaoheng knew that it was because he knew that he was able to see He Gu's lifeless appearance with his own eyes, and he didn't lose his composure.

The entire Chenghe camp, Liu Jianshan, Wen Tianrou, Zhengye, Ning Lang, Yan Dingye... are either very discerning, or they are old people who congratulate Gu, after being sent back by Pei Zhaoheng, In the past two days, they have kept a distance from Shuai Zhang at the same time, lest they hear what they shouldn't hear and see what they shouldn't see.

Pei Zhaoheng guarded He Gu in the handsome tent by himself for two days, during which, apart from Zhaier who came to Chenghe with him, he cautiously came in a few times and asked if he wanted to pass the meal, but Pei Zhaoheng frowned and said—— —Since he is in the army, he is going north in a low-level service, so what else is there to pass on?What do the soldiers think of such extravagance?

Zhai'er was scolded, and he knew that General He was still in a coma after feeding the only elixir of hope for two days.

However, he also remembered that Dr. Yan had clearly said at that time that General He would be poisoned at about dawn the next day, but after feeding the pill, although the person did not wake up, at least there was no poisonous hair, and he still kept his breath. The luck of the misfortune.

Zhai'er didn't dare to be troublesome, and after that, he just quietly sent in some pancakes eaten by other soldiers in the camp, but he never saw the emperor touch them.

——For two days and two nights, the emperor guarded the unconscious person on the couch and only drank some clear water.

When it was dark on the third day, Zhai'er still remembered the appointment made between the emperor and the members of the Yizheng Pavilion before he set off. When delivering the pancakes, he cautiously reminded: "Your Majesty... the three days are almost over, shall we tomorrow?" Is it time to return to Beijing?"

Pei Zhaoheng was sitting on the bed stool next to the couch with his eyes closed and rested, he didn't even open his eyes when he heard this, and only gave a faint "hmm".

This "hmm" really put Zhai Er in a dilemma, and he didn't know whether he was just being perfunctory, or if he really planned to leave and return to Beijing tomorrow as agreed with the elders, and he didn't want to leave, he continued to question, but he didn't dare.

But Zhai'er thinks about it carefully, if General He still looks like this tomorrow, the emperor will most likely not be relieved to leave him here alone without knowing his safety, life or death.

No one can know more clearly than Zhai Er, who has seen him with his own eyes, how much the emperor cares about this "confidant" who is also a friend and minister.

He secretly sighed in his heart, thinking that if General He is still awake tomorrow, the capital will probably find out that the emperor will stop for three days.

Although before leaving, I have made arrangements with the elders of the Yizheng Pavilion, but in case the courtiers find out who the emperor did these things for, the turmoil that has not subsided a few days ago, maybe they will have to do it again. set off.

Zhai'er was worried, but suddenly he heard Pei Zhaoheng on the other end say: "You asked me about the draft a few days ago, so handle it accordingly."

He was taken aback for a moment, but when he looked up, he saw the emperor was looking at him from afar with indifferent eyes, holding a folded book in his hand.

Zhai'er came back to his senses, and hastily took small steps forward and knelt down to take the paper, feeling a little surprised that the emperor still cared about the draft at this juncture——

However, he shook off the letter paper and took a closer look, his eyes only scanned two lines before he froze in a daze.

"Your Majesty, this...this...isn't right..."

He swallowed, wanted to raise his eyes to look at the emperor but didn't dare, in the end he carefully swept his eyes over the face of General He, who was still lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and quickly moved back as if he was burning.

Pei Zhaoheng said: "There is nothing wrong with it. After returning to Beijing with me tomorrow, you can just start to do it. If the sky falls, I will support you. No luck will happen to you."

Zhai'er was taken aback when he heard the words, how could he bear what the emperor said?

He hastily laughed dryly, and said: "Slave... I don't mean that, how dare you ask Your Majesty to fill the vat for the slave, it's just... just... General He... He... He still..."

Pei Zhaoheng only said indifferently: "Go down."

What Zhai'er hadn't finished speaking suddenly choked in his throat, unable to utter a word, so he had to leave the handsome tent with his tail between his legs in desperation.

After leaving the handsome tent, he walked a long way before he stopped on a deserted grassland, and then looked down carefully at the contents of the letter in his hand. After a long while, he took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. Xingchen murmured in a daze: "Mother...well...well, the ones who died of anger are also the ancestors of his Pei family..."

After he finished chanting, it seemed that he suddenly realized that he had just subconsciously said something outrageous and outrageous, and immediately shuddered on the spot, looked around to make sure that there was no one around, then he was relieved, and walked quickly up.

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The loss of consciousness this time was not quite the same as He Gu's experience of being seriously injured and comatose many times in his previous life, and even in his previous life.

He slept for a long time, and was drowsy at first. Although he could hear movement around him, he was in a trance, and he didn't even realize that someone was talking again, let alone understand what they were saying. up.

But later, he felt that he was forcibly fed and ate something. As soon as the thing entered his body, it was like a lamp lighting up the dark world——

He Gu clearly saw that the halo, which was as bright as day, dispelled the dark purple mist that permeated the space he was in. The halo seemed to contain a faint golden light, which was not very clear, but it was just A little bit of it is exposed, but it is as bright as the morning glow and as clear as the sun.

The space became bright and clean little by little, and finally there was no more haze. Standing in the middle of this vast and boundless world, He Gu felt a little dazed. His mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn't remember where he came from and where he was going. , I can't even remember where it is.

He was at a loss, but suddenly heard a familiar and somewhat obscene voice coming from his ear.

"you're awake!"

He Gu was a little dazed, and said, "Who are you?"

He had just finished asking, but somehow a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he asked, "You...are you that Taoist priest? Who are you?"

The voice laughed, and said: "Don't worry about who I am, anyway, from now on, the cause and effect between me and you, and Ziwei, is gone, and I don't owe you anything anymore."

He Gu was at a loss when he heard this, and said, "With me...and Ziwei? Who is Ziwei?"

The voice didn't answer him, but the tone was narrow and playful, and said: "As the saying goes, receiving favors from others, inheriting karma from others, sword spirit, when you were enlightened by him, how many years of penance and ignorance have you lost? Even I want to envy you, but there is no such thing as a free meal in the world, and now you pay it back like this, who would have imagined it? It is said that the human world is easy to repay karma, so you should repay your love and help him to eliminate disasters , but to repay Ziwei's love, others can't ask for it, haha, it's really interesting, interesting..."

The sound got farther and farther away, and He Gu was confused when he heard it, but his body's perception gradually came back as the sound went away.

He Gu's eyelids weighed more than a thousand catties. He struggled for a long time in vain, but he couldn't open his eyes. Only the sound of another person's breathing could be clearly heard in his ears——

Both slow and regular.

He Gu has listened to this person's breathing thousands of times, but this time, somehow, he heard a more profound, strange and familiar feeling, as if...

It was as if he, too, had been a part of the man's thousand breaths.

For two days and two nights, He Gu couldn't open his eyes, couldn't control his body to wake up, but his consciousness was extremely clear. He just listened clearly to Pei Zhaoheng walking, sitting and lying beside him, listening to his slight movements. The sound of paper and pages, listening to the sound of him leaning on the side of the bed in a light sleep and resting his mind.

The whole world seemed to be quiet with only He Gu and this person beside him. He Gu was a little surprised to find that his body seemed to have undergone some subtle changes compared to before. As long as he got close to this person, he seemed to be instinctively attracted by it. He attracts, feels safe and happy—

He suddenly realized that these feelings were not the first time he had noticed them when he was close to him, but they were too faint, so faint that he could hardly notice them, thinking that he just liked the faint sandalwood fragrance on Pei Zhaoheng's body , but at this moment, he realized that this was not the case, he was simply longing for the aura of this person, and he was so eager to look around, he couldn't get enough.

Later, He Gu finally woke up.

When he woke up, candles were lit in the camp. He thought it was already dark outside. The night in the early spring of the Northland was silent, not even a single cicada chirping, only the breeze blowing by the handsome flag hanging high outside made the sound of hunting and flying. .

As soon as He Gu just woke up, Pei Zhaoheng immediately woke up from his light sleep. The emperor's drooping eyelids trembled slightly, and when he opened his eyes, he revealed a pair of shockingly beautiful pupils like autumn water——

He Gu met his gaze, and wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, his hand on the quilt was grabbed.

Pei Zhaoheng stared at him intently, there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes, but the last words came to his lips, but there were only four simple words.

"Zihuan...Zihuan."

He Gu's lips trembled, and he said: "...Brother Heng, I'm fine, you're tired."

Pei Zhaoheng stood up, quickly poured a glass of water on the table, and tested the temperature, then turned back and handed it to He Gu, saying: "Drink some water, I'll ask someone to prepare some food right away." sent in."

He Gu took the glass of water, raised it to touch his lips, and gradually regained clarity in his mind. Scenes of what happened a few days ago flashed before his eyes, and he suddenly realized, raised his head and said: " No need, I'm not hungry, you... why did you come to Yanling? I've been sleeping for a few days? Is everything okay in the capital..."

Pei Zhaoheng said: "I will return to Beijing tomorrow."

He paused again, looked at him and said, "I was thinking, if Zihuan is still awake, tomorrow I will take Zihuan back together."

He Gu was at a loss for words for a while, before he said for a long time: "You... you left the capital rashly because of me, if the courtiers know..."

Pei Zhaoheng pursed his lips and said, "Why does Zihuan always care about what other people think?"

He Gu was taken aback by his question, he couldn't help being a little funny when he recovered, and said: "You are the Son of Heaven, the king of a country, how can you not care about the opinions of your subjects..."

As he was talking, he saw that Pei Zhaoheng had clear eyes, looking at him for a moment, as if he was listening very seriously, and wanted to know his answer, so He Gu couldn't help being a little more solemn, paused, and said: " It’s hard to get where we are today. In the future, when the northern land is in trouble, if we can make up for the shortfall in the treasury and repair the Jiangluo River, and stop floods every now and then in spring and summer, it will be a sea of ​​fortune. Yan Heqing, brother Heng, you are a king who is diligent in government and loves the people, I know you have no desire for fame, but you also don't want to leave your infamy in the history books for a hundred years because of me..."

Pei Zhaoheng looked at him seriously with a sideways face, and listened to every word without saying a word. When He Gu finished speaking, he seemed slightly relieved, and said, "No more?"

He Gu was dumbfounded, and said, "Ah...not anymore."

Otherwise, what else can there be?

Seeing his expression, Pei Zhaoheng couldn't help but smile a little, the corners of his lips curled up and his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved: "Zihuan, please think about me."

What he said was gentle and with a bit of a smile, He Gu's ears felt slightly hot when he heard it, and he felt a little embarrassed for no reason, turned his head to avoid his gaze and swallowed, and said: "I... I am of course doing it for you. For Brother Heng's sake."

Pei Zhaoheng nodded, touched He Gu's palm with his fingertips, and said in a warm voice, "I'm very happy."

Then he said slowly: "But Zihuan shouldn't be the only one who thinks of me, and I don't want to make you feel wronged."

He Gu said: "How have I ever been wronged?"

Pei Zhaoheng said: "You are injured."

He Gudao: "...Why is the bull's head wrong? My injury is a matter of injury...It has nothing to do with you being wronged for not thinking of me... No, Brother Heng, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Pei Zhaoheng lowered his eyes for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyes and said: "Zihuan, do you remember, I said that I want to be a dignified husband and wife with you."

He Gu heard the words for a while, and then said after a while: "So?"

Pei Zhaoheng didn't answer, but asked, "Are you willing?"

He Gu felt that today's Pei Zhaoheng was a little weird, and a little messy, so he couldn't help muttering: "No...it's not something I want to do, you are the emperor, I am a subject, we are all men, how can we be a decent couple... "

Pei Zhaoheng said: "Although Zihuan is a man, he gave birth to Baoyin for me. We already have a daughter. How is it different from ordinary couples?"

He Gu choked up, and said: "Then...that was an accident, aren't we all people who have been reborn? It's not like I haven't seen strange things before, I was...that happened by accident I have a child, but I am still a man... I am naturally different from a woman, how can I be a decent husband and wife with you? And in the future, it is impossible for me to be born again. "

Pei Zhaoheng pretended not to hear his nonsense, and asked straight to the point, "Is that Zihuan willing to be a dignified husband and wife with me?"

He Gu: "..."

"Of course I would, but..."

He struggled for a long time, but he couldn't come up with a reason. It's not that he couldn't think of the reason, but he really couldn't believe the guess in his heart——

But you are the king of a country!

Upright couple?Isn't that to make him a queen?

... If a male queen is really going to be born, the ancestors of the Pei family will have to crawl out of the grave and tear him apart?

Pei Zhaoheng on the other end got the answer as he wished, but he just stretched his eyebrows and smiled with crooked corners of his eyes. He pursed his lips and said warmly: "Okay."

"I see."

He Gu hurriedly asked, "What are you going to do?"

Pei Zhaoheng didn't answer, but said: "I will arrange the trivial matters myself. By the way, you just woke up. Does your injury still hurt? I'll ask Dr. Yan to come and take a look at Zihuan."

After speaking, he stood up.

Seeing this, He Gu hurriedly pulled him back, and hurriedly said: "No need, it's already midnight, and Miss Yan has to rest too, so don't bother me, I'm already awake, and I don't feel uncomfortable , I’ll just invite her to come and see it tomorrow.”

As he spoke, he remembered what the weird Taoist priest had said to him in the dream before he woke up, and asked, "By the way... I remember that I was poisoned by the Muda knife... the poison was replaced by Miss Yan." Did I cure it?"

Pei Zhaoheng told him everything that happened in the past few days.

After hearing this, He Gu couldn't help but froze in place——

——It turned out that he took that elixir and saved his life... The elixir was sold to his aunt by a Taoist priest, so in that dream just now, the person who spoke... Could it be that Taoist priest with great supernatural powers, not him Hallucinations and conjectures?

Seeing that he was suddenly motionless, Pei Zhaoheng thought it was a pain in his wound, so he frowned slightly, sat down again and held He Gu's hand and said, "Why, but does the knife hurt?"

He Gu came back to his senses, glanced at him, and then slowly said in a daze: "No... no, this knife wound is nothing... It's just... it was just a dream I had just now..."

Pei Zhaoheng said, "What dream?"

He Gu planned to repeat the dream to him, but for some reason, as soon as he had this idea, he opened his mouth again and found that the content of the dream in his memory suddenly became hazy. He wanted to tell Brother Heng, but Suddenly I don't know where it came from.

He Gu racked his brains to recall for a long time, but he remembered less and less, and finally only read a name blankly.

"...Zi...Ziwei."

Pei Zhaoheng said: "What?"

He Gu shook his head, frowned and said, "I don't know, I can't remember anything at once... It's really weird..."

Seeing this, Pei Zhaoheng said with relief: "If you can't remember it, don't think about it. Let's have a good rest."

He Gu said: "Yes."

It was still a while before dawn, and He Gu knew that Pei Zhaoheng had been guarding him in the tent for the past two days, and he hadn't rested for a while, so he couldn't help but feel sorry for him for being so burdened by himself, and he didn't care that Pei Zhaoheng wouldn't let him move, so he just pushed in hard. Gong, told him to sleep on the couch with his clothes on.

He insisted on insisting, so Pei Zhaoheng couldn't refuse any more, so he folded his clothes very carefully and lay down next to He Gu's pillow.

When He Gu saw this, he couldn't guess that he was afraid that he would touch him and affect his wound. He felt very heartbroken and felt guilty that he had been injured this time, and asked Pei Zhaoheng to worry about him so much, so he even left Beijing himself. Yanling had been guarding him day and night, and couldn't help but leaned over and touched Pei Zhaoheng's lips, before lying down.

Pei Zhaoheng was surprised by his sudden attack. After a while, he raised his hand to touch the place where He Gu had kissed just now, and smiled slightly. While smiling, he lowered his eyes to look at him, his eyes were as gentle as the sparkling spring water in Guangting Lake .

He Gu told him to laugh until his heart skipped a few beats. He was really afraid that something would happen if he watched it any longer, so he quickly closed his eyes.

The two depended on each other, slept in their clothes, and talked all night.

At dawn the next day, Zhai'er came in to deliver pancakes, and what he saw was this scene, he was startled, before he had time to react, the emperor on the couch over there had already woken up.

Pei Zhaoheng stretched out his hand towards Zhai'er from a distance and made a silent movement, put on his shoes and socks quietly, stood up and walked out of the camp with Zhai'er, without waking He Gu who was still sleeping in his sleep.

After leaving the camp, Zhai'er, who dared not vent his breath, breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered, "Your Majesty... General He, this is..."

Pei Zhaoheng said: "Well, I woke up last night."

When Zhai'er heard the words, he brows with joy from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help saying: "It's really great, it's great...God has eyes..."

Now the emperor can always return to Beijing as scheduled today, and there are less troubles in the capital. Most importantly, the emperor who has been clouded these days can finally let them, who are serving nearby, breathe a sigh of relief.

Pei Zhaoheng said: "Go and invite Dr. Yan, show Zihuan if there is any serious problem, how to take care of it, and then ask someone to bring some soft food..."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhai'er's cautiously ingratiating hopeful gaze, and knew what he was thinking about, and said again: "... You should prepare the chariot and horses first, and go tell Cheng Wei and the others that the evening is sunset, I will go back to Beijing."

Zhai'er was taken aback when he heard the words——

...Go back at sunset?

... Well, if the emperor can go back today, he should be content.

Zhai'er didn't dare to haggle any more, so she hurriedly agreed, turned around and trotted to invite Yan Zhiya.

Pei Zhaoheng turned around and returned to the tent, his eyes fell on the face of He Gu who was still asleep——

Zihuan thought he was tired. Although he was in a coma all the time, he didn't have a good rest. Yesterday, Pei Zhaoheng didn't sleep soundly. He had to wake up almost every quarter and a half. After sleeping soundly and peacefully, he could put his heart back into his stomach and fall asleep again. Fortunately, Zihuan fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, and fell into a very deep sleep, which relieved Pei Zhaoheng a little.

Yan Zhiya came very quickly, in less than half a stick of incense, she carried the medicine box and followed Zhai'er into the handsome tent, but she was not the only one who came, Zheng Ye was also there.

Zhengye grew up with He Gu since he was a child, and he was also Yan Zhiya's husband-in-law. When he came, Pei Zhaoheng didn't ask him to go out. He just said: "Last night, Li Zihuan woke up. Please take a look, doctor. Has Hei Xiangjun's poison been removed?"

Yan Zhiya was not very surprised to hear that He Gu woke up, she just nodded, and then sat down beside the couch to feel He Gu's pulse.

On the other hand, Zhengye, Pei Zhaoheng only glanced at him at first, but found that Zhengye's expression was very strange, probably because he heard He Gu wake up, he looked at He Gu on the couch, with uncontrollable joy in his eyes and eyes. Seemingly a little guilty for no reason, when he found that the emperor looked at him again, he was obviously startled, so he quickly turned his eyes away, and swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

Pei Zhaoheng was feeling weird, but Yan Zhiya at the other end suddenly stood up and said with a happy face: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Pei Zhaoheng raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he had known for a long time that the Taoist priest had great powers and the poison on Zihuan's body was probably fine, he still had to get confirmation from Dr. Yan before he could feel completely at ease, saying: "The poison is cured. That would be great, I don't know how to take care of Zihuan's injury, but what should I pay attention to?"

Yan Zhiya nodded again and again, and echoed with a serious face: "Not bad, not bad, Master Hou's body really needs to be taken care of, after all, after such a toss, no matter how lucky this child is, we should be careful It's all in the bag, but not any doll can be as heroic and tough as Princess Fucheng."

Pei Zhaoheng was slightly taken aback when he heard it, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, his pupils shrank, and he said in a shy voice, "You...what did you say?"