The face-slapping madman who lives in the cold palace

The little guy is more than three months old, chubby, limp, with a delicate luster all over his body.Wrapped in the little red coat, it looks like a happy white glutinous rice ball.

Ji Li, who was standing aside, was glanced at by such a pair of big moist eyes, and kept calling his ancestors in his heart, hoping that His Majesty would wake up quickly so that he could take a closer look.

Shao Dong was slapped down by Gu Rin one after another, and it seemed that his injuries were more serious than his illness. According to Zhu Hen's idea, he took advantage of Shao Dong's coma and threw him out after he was bandaged.

The old man with the painted face seemed to have the same idea, he was more serious than ever, and his expression was very dignified.In the past three months, seeing that Zhu Hen was determined to leave, he avoided His Majesty's eyes and ears, quietly arranged the way to leave the palace, and waited for the opportunity.

He thought that this pair of siblings and little Shaozhen would always be His Majesty's scourge, and it was absolutely necessary to let Zhu Hen bring Shaozhen out of here safely.Originally, at the time of giving birth in Zhuhen, everything was settled, so that the two siblings and their children died together.

Unexpectedly, that girl Zhu Qing was too useless, she gave up the perfect opportunity to kill Zhu Hen and the child in her womb for the sake of her name, he had no choice but to reveal the flaw that made Zhu Hen lose her memory, and let Zhu Hen die While guarding against him, he had to use him.

Because only he doesn't want Zhu Hen to be with His Majesty, which is more available than those densely packed guards.

He also calculated that three months had passed, and there was nothing to distract His Majesty. While using his identity as an imperial doctor to walk around the harem, he fanned Zhu Qing, who was locked in the Buddhist hall for a lifetime.While leaving a small clue, pointing the death of the little prince to Zhu Qing.

Just wait for the two of them to kill each other, and you will die.

Originally, in the second half of the night today, he had already arranged to lure Zhu Qing into the cold palace and make Shao Zhen cry. When enough hatred had been brewed, the two sides would directly confront each other...

The old man with a painted face wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked calmly at Ji Li beside him, "The injury on the forehead is enough to take care of, but the typhoid fever is a bit serious. I don't have enough medicinal materials here, so I'd better bring it back for treatment." Better."

"It's not easy if the medicinal materials are not enough. Geely will send someone to get them."

"Wouldn't it delay the matter if I took it wrong? Why don't I go with you? I don't mind the trouble of making a trip, but you, who serves His Majesty, don't mind the trouble?"

Ji Li looked embarrassedly at His Majesty who was still awake, then at Zhu Hen and the little prince, and nodded listlessly.

But he still tried to beg, "Young Master Zhu, Your Majesty misses you and the little prince very much. It would be best if I could see you both when I woke up."

Seeing that Zhu Henquan pretended not to hear, he patted the little prince and told the little prince to be more honest before walking away, as if he was avoiding it.Glancing at His Majesty's bleeding face, he gritted his teeth, grabbed Zhu Hen's sleeve, bent his knees, and knelt down straight.

"If Mr. Zhu is still at ease with Ji Li, can you give the little prince to Ji Li to take care of for a while? Just let His Majesty take a look."

Zhu Hen tugged at his sleeves, but was caught too tightly and couldn't pull it off. Xiao Zhuangzhuang in his arms thought he was playing with him, his little butt twisted even more joyously, giggling and threw himself on Ji Li's head.

Ji Li's eyes suddenly brightened, full of uncontrollable joy, and tried to shake the little hand that the little prince reached out to.

Soft, glutinous, really like white glutinous rice balls.He straightened his chest and said seriously, "Young Master Zhu, Ji Li will protect the little prince with his life, and no one will be allowed to come near him except His Majesty!"

Zhu Hen's face suddenly turned cold, "If you want to get Xiao Zhuangzhuang back, let him speak to me, and I said what he did all this time today. Go slowly and don't send it off, or you will just wait." Your majesty can't wake up."

Speaking of this, Ji Li didn't dare to go any further, for fear that the misunderstanding would deepen, and it would not be enough for His Majesty to kill him later.Unclearly and unwillingly, a door panel was removed, and the dejected His Majesty, who had been awake for a long time, left the cold palace.

I don't know how much His Majesty will spend to get in after coming out this time.But thinking about Mr. Zhu's words, he actually feels sorry for His Majesty, otherwise he would not persuade him to leave as soon as possible for treatment.

It's so difficult to get along with children.

Ji Li sighed, in fact, His Majesty does not have to use this method to enter the cold palace, just tear down the door.Zhu Hen really let go of His Majesty, in fact, he can leave immediately without delaying until now.

But the two of them just froze, and even thinking about it gave them a headache.

At the gate of the cold palace, Ji Li met Gu Lin who was wielding a knife, gritted his teeth and stared at Gu Lin fiercely, let alone paid attention to Gu Lin, snorted coldly, didn't tell anything, and let him follow his ass Later, I am anxious to jump into the lake.

The painted-faced old man who followed at the end squinted his eyes to watch all this, and smiled strangely at the moon that had just risen, and murmured, "It's a good show, it's a pity that I can't see it." , but it should all be over by tomorrow morning."