The fast-traveling boss conspired against me

Chaos and chaos, Chao Song fell into the boundless darkness.In that mottled dream, he turned into a fox again, the man hugged it, his arms were firm and warm.

Instead of being like now, every time the consciousness is awake, it will be driven into the endless hell by a burst of pervasive cold.

"...Mother Concubine." As if lying on the thousand-year-old ice, he curled up, his pale lips slightly parted, and murmured something.

Zhuzi tentatively touched Chao Song's forehead, and immediately retracted his hand in fright, then rushed out rolling and crawling.

The door of the cold palace is locked all the year round, in order to prevent the people inside from coming in and out.Bamboo knocked on the door vigorously: "Open the door! Is there anyone for help! Come quickly..."

Tears mixed with snot, eyes blurred, Zhu Zhu picked up the bricks on the ground and smashed the door, the bang bang bang echoed in the deserted palace.

"...Come here! Help me! Someone has died!"

A hoarse roar came out, finally attracting the attention of the guards patrolling the palace.

"What's going on? Go and have a look." The leader of the guards immediately ran over with a group of people, and the hurried footsteps sounded like a savior to Zhuzi's ears.

He slapped the door harder and wiped away the tears on his face indiscriminately: "Help! Help me!"

"What's the matter? No loud noises are allowed in the palace." The people inside the door seemed to be in a hurry, Lin Cheng frowned and went forward.

"My lord! Please save my master! He has caught a cold and is now in a coma! He also has a high fever! I beg your lord to save him! Help us to call an imperial doctor..."

Regardless of whether people outside could see it or not, Zhuzi knelt on the ground and kowtowed violently, making the sound of bang bang bang very muffled.

Who is staying in this cold palace?Lin Cheng thought for a moment, and then said, "Please don't worry, this is not something we can decide, wait for me to report to the emperor."

After speaking, take people away.After all, it is a matter of life and death, Lin Cheng kept walking.There was laughter in the pavilion in the center of the lake not far away, and it was guarded layer by layer.

Frost is falling on the willow branches by the lake, and the appearance of the silver-clad plain looks like the spring breeze blowing all over the pear trees in the poem in the poem.

The gentle sound of silk and bamboo music was crisp, the dancers twisted their fair bodies in revealing gauze gowns, and the man leaned on the couch, wearing a deep and domineering crimson python robe.

He has thick eyebrows and sharp eyes, with a faint interest lingering between his eyebrows and eyes, his light-colored thin lips are slightly hooked, but there is an indifferent feeling in his eyes.

Reports came layer by layer, Fulin listened and leaned over, whispering: "Your Majesty, someone outside reported that the person in Leng Palace who contracted the cold has fallen into a coma."

There was warm spirits on the table, steaming hotly, and the air was filled with a faint aroma of wine.

An Xugui squinted his eyes and sniffed, he seemed to be in a good mood, he responded indifferently, then blew on the wine lightly, and took a sip.

For a moment, Fulin couldn't guess what he meant and didn't move.

After drinking hot wine, the man gave him a rewarding look.Frowning, he asked, "The one in the cold palace is..."

"Back to the emperor, it is the prince sent by Wuze Kingdom to marry him." Fulin replied.

An Xugui thought about it, but he really had no impression.So he said: "What crime did you commit? Why don't I remember much?"

Fulin expected that An Xugui would not remember.She leaned over and replied, "Your majesty, you don't remember being normal. That person never served the bed. He offended Wei Meiren shortly after entering the palace, and was thrown into the cold palace after that."

There are two kinds of emperors in this history, one is the bright emperor who will last forever, and the other is the faint emperor who will notoriety for thousands of years.

Although what happens next, we don't know.But at least a lot can be seen from today's evaluation.

An Xugui is a faint-hearted tyrant in the mouth of the people. He is not only addicted to wine and sex, but also has a violent temperament.

But he didn't know how to repent, he only knew how to joke and have fun, there were so many beauties in the harem, and there were countless men and women.

An Xugui narrowed his eyes, indicating that he understood.Some time ago, he favored Meiren Wei's limelight, and he agreed to any request, and I think it happened at that time.

Looking at the thin ice forming in the lake outside, the man stood up, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and raised his mouth, "Xuan an imperial doctor, follow me to Lenggong to have a look."

Zhuzi didn't know that a mighty group of people had come over there, so he knelt beside the bed, cooling Chao Song with a wet towel.

His forehead was black and blue, and he cried with his mouth puckered, and he was still muttering: "...Master, don't be afraid, the imperial doctor is coming soon! Persevere!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard movement at the gate of the palace.Zhuzi was so excited that he rushed out with his eyes wide open, just in time to see a crimson and handsome man stepping in, followed by a mighty crowd.

Zhuzi was stunned, and he didn't react until someone approached him.Kneeling down in a panic: "...See, see the emperor!"

Can he not be shocked?Why did the emperor come to the cold palace!

An Xugui ignored the person, stepped in, raised his eyes to glance at the dilapidated and cold environment in the house, and then saw the innermost room.

The person was lying there, curled up into a small ball, his long black hair scattered randomly on the bed, and the arc of his chin was white and sharp.

"Go and have a look." He motioned, and then the imperial doctor dared to go over.

The environment here is indeed terrible, and there is almost no place to stay. Fulin moved a chair, wiped it carefully several times with a handkerchief, and placed it next to An Xugui.

The man didn't intend to sit down either, his eyes were fixed on the wrist that was being pulsed by the imperial physician, he was thin and porcelain white.

He was a little curious.

The smile deepened, An Xugui stepped to the bedside, the imperial doctor knelt down in fear, his eyes only dared to fall on the man's toes.

The man bent down condescendingly, his outstretched fingers were clearly knuckle, he gently brushed away the loose hair on the face of the person lying on the bed, then pinched the person's chin and turned his head around.

A deep and magnetic laugh overflowed, and An Xugui rubbed his fingertips over Chao Song's hot, chapped lips. The touch was very soft, and his eyes darkened a little.

There is an irresistible beauty, which is the weak willow and the wind.Just as a beauty sheds tears and pear blossoms bring rain, I feel pity for it, and a sick beauty has a special charm.

Although she was very thin, her lips were pale and bloodless, but her tightly wrinkled brows couldn't hide a trace of cold fairy air, and the beauty and delicacy between her eyebrows and eyes made people feel even brighter in this dilapidated courtyard.

Like a desolate and fallen immortal, out of tune with the surroundings.

"... Mother Concubine." Chao Song frowned uncomfortably, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, like a weak cub, he unconsciously avoided the man's movements, curled himself up and retracted into the quilt.