After being robbed by the prince of the enemy country

Chu Shao's love words are very sweet, and his comfort is more effective than any medicine.

After being fed half a bowl of medicine by him, Huaizhen finally stopped crying and fell asleep peacefully.

Chu Qingxu did not expect that he was so ill that he could not even recognize people, so he felt sad for a while.

Putting down the medicine bowl and rushing into the cold snow to stand there for a while, the chaotic and anxious thoughts finally calmed down a bit.

When he turned back into the hall, Murong was waiting at the entrance of the hall, as if guessing that he had something to ask.

Xiangxiu brought a pot of hot water boiled with wormwood to wash the young master's hands. After all, what His Majesty had was plague, Chu Shao didn't care about it himself, others always had to worry about him.

Soak your hands in warm water for a while, then take a clean handkerchief and wipe it off. After doing this, Chu Shao asked Murong: "I remember that the epidemic in Yuzhou has been well controlled. Has the Tai Hospital developed Have you got the prescription for detoxification? Didn't you give it to Huaizhen?"

"Although Your Majesty said that the people should be put first, once the prescription from the Imperial Hospital comes out, we will give it to Your Majesty first." Murong sighed, "The antidote is enough to save lives for ordinary patients, but your Majesty's three For years, taking heart blood every month, rain or shine, really exhausted his body, and the effect of the medicine on him was negligible!"

Although he had expected it, Chu Shao was still shocked when he heard this sentence: "He really spent three years working on that tree?!"

Murong nodded, "Young Master was injured by the Love Gu, three years ago it seemed to be exhausted, Young Master should have noticed it himself."

He knew best about his own body, that when Chu Shao left the palace, it was with the idea of ​​spending the last few years in style and freedom.

He didn't want to struggle to survive, but later he got the so-called "ancestral secret recipe" in Qizhou, and drank it for three years in a daze, thinking that he was lucky enough to die, but in fact, Huaizhen was behind his back to save his life Just change your life.

"The reason why the flower juice has miraculous effects is because His Majesty's heart and blood were condensed in it. When His Majesty learned that your son's life was not long, he made up his mind to continue your life. Your health for the past three years is just a drop of your Majesty's blood." It was bred from a drop of blood, come and see me, son."

Taking advantage of Huai Zhen's deep sleep, Murong pushed aside the clothes on his chest, and the heart was next to the scar stabbed by Chu Shao. Right above the heart, there was a red spot of blood, like a cinnabar mole growing on the tip of the heart.

"Your Majesty draws blood from here every month. It has been three years, and this blood spot can't go away. Back then, His Majesty planted a cinnabar mole on your earlobe with love Gu for his own selfish desire. Now he has used his heart The blood is returned."

"...Even if he owes me, he doesn't really have to pay with his life." Chu Shao lowered his head and hastily wiped away the tears welling up in his eyes, looked at Murong and said, "Could it be that even you can't do anything about it?"

"In the past month, I have tried everything possible, but I have been hindered by His Majesty's over-wearing body, and the medicine stones have been thrown into the sea like mud cows, unable to exert real effects."

"Where is the Phoenix Wood? Can't the Phoenix Wood bring back the dead? It can even save me!"

Murong shook his head and said: "Without His Majesty's heart and blood, the poinciana tree has stopped blooming, and now there are only flower buds on the tree, and the flower buds are not enough to raise the bones of the dead."

Chu Shao said: "Then can I raise one with my blood?!"

"The phoenix tree pays attention to the end from the beginning. The first drop of blood is given by His Majesty, so this tree will only recognize the blood of His Majesty, and the blood of other people will be useless."

Murong sighed, "This is also one of the reasons why the Phoenix tree is difficult to grow. Most people can't stick to it, let alone exhaust their efforts for the one who sticks to it. The tree in Xiyi It didn't bloom because Shulu Chenghui gave up his former sweetheart early in the morning, and the tree in Qiwu Palace can bloom for three years because His Majesty has a rock-solid heart and never diverted his love for you, son."

These words were so heavy that Chu Shao couldn't breathe. He looked at the sleeping person on the bed, and said bitterly: "He is so cruel. Wei Yong used a black iron chain to trap me back then. Jiu Gu locked me up today, using his heart and soul. All my life, my body has been bleeding with his blood, so I can't escape."

Chu Qingxu resigned to his fate, "Forget it, I don't want to run away either, Huai Jiugu succeeded."

At this time, the eunuch who served the medicine brought the freshly boiled medicine juice into the palace. The medicine was brown-black and had a very strong smell. It was very bitter when you smell it, and it was not as mild and sweet as the phoenix flower juice.

Chu Shao thought of the blood-red flower juice he drank in the past three years, and suddenly felt blessed. He picked up the dagger that he carried with him, held the knife in his right hand, and cut a shallow cut on his left wrist. The blood fell instantly and fell into the hot medicine juice inside.

The eunuch serving the medicine was startled, and almost spilled the medicine with a trembling hand, Chu Shao glanced at him, and ordered, "Hold it firmly."

Murong was stunned for a moment, guessing what Chu Shao wanted to do, he hurriedly stepped forward to take the medicine himself.

"Just now I deliberately touched Huaizhen's hand. If the disease was going to be contagious, I would have collapsed at this moment. Now I am safe and sound. It can be seen that the poinciana is resistant to the disease. In this case, my blood can be used as a medicine for Huaizhen. .”

Murong marveled at his logic, "Did you start from the beginning?"

"From the very beginning, I guessed that the Poinciana tree is mostly invulnerable to all poisons. If it is infected in the end, I am willing to live and die with him."

After the blood covered the surface of the medicine juice, Chu Shao took Xiangxiu's handkerchief and pressed the wound, "Leave me alone, let him take the medicine quickly, I think this is the only way to save Jiu Gu."

The medicine mixed with Chu Shao's blood was fed into Huaizhen's mouth drop by drop, and the next thing to do was to wait and see what happened.

Chu Shao spared no effort to look around the inner hall, and saw that there was still a stack of memorials on the table.

Wen Yandao: "Your Majesty has been ill for a month, and the memorial has not been approved. Two days ago, his hands were so swollen that he couldn't hold the pen, so he only rested for two days."

Chu Qingxu said distressedly: "Why bother?"

"Because Your Majesty promised you son to be a wise king." Wen Yan said.

"In the past three years, the world has been peaceful and the people are prosperous. He is already a wise king." Looking at the stack of memorials, Chu Shao thought for a while and said, "Go get the jade seal and the vermilion pen. I will approve these memorials on his behalf."

"Yes!!"

No one raised any objections, and everyone seemed to believe that it was only natural for Chu Shao to approve the memorial on behalf of the emperor, even though he no longer had the title of empress.

Chu Shao temporarily set up a table in the inner hall, and he sat on the chair, opened the memorial, read and commented one by one.

He didn't imitate Huaizhen's handwriting as he did back then. After all, Huaizhen was so ill that he couldn't hide it from the outside world. His hands were so swollen that it was impossible to write neat and beautiful characters. Trying to conceal it would only be self-defeating.

Chu Shao replied in his own handwriting, blatantly telling all the officials and the people in the world that when the emperor was seriously ill, the memorial was approved by Chu Qingxu on his behalf. Praise the emperor.

Xiangxiu and Murong continued to take care of the seriously ill king on the bed, and the fragrance of medicine lingered between the vermilion pens. Chu Shao resettled the suffering people after the plague one stroke at a time, allowing Huaizhen to recuperate without any worries.

Wen Yan waited on the pen and ink, knowing that as long as Chu Qingxu was around, Zhongqin would not be in a mess.

After an incense stick of time passed, Chu Shao had already dealt with most of the accumulated affairs. He raised his hand to touch another small stack of memorials, and before unfolding them, he recognized that these were the memorials he had written to Huai Zhen but had not heard back for a long time. .

Wen Yan explained: "Your Majesty has read all the son's memorials, but His Majesty is afraid that the things he touched... are not clean, so he dare not send them to Qizhou."

Huaizhen was afraid that he would pass on the disease to Chu Shao, so he would rather not return the memorial.

"...So that's how it is." Chu Shao thought, no wonder he couldn't wait, he should have thought of this a long time ago, since the memorial didn't reply in time, he should have thought that something happened to Huaizhen.

But he was as dull as a fool.

He unfolded the memorial, all of which had Huaizhen's approval. The first few letters were written normally, and the rabbit was well-drawn. The latter few letters seemed to be due to swollen hands.

The latest memorial was sent two days ago. Chu Shao was already in a hurry when he wrote it. There were no pleasantries, euphemism or temptation. There were only eight straightforward words:

"Are you still mad at me?"

Huaizhen replied word by word with difficulty and earnestly:

"I will never be angry with Shao'er."

The author says:

Shao'er: A hundred poisons are invulnerable! ! !

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