Dressed as a General's Pampered Wife

"To escape the summer heat?" Tang Anle rolled his eyes a few times before asking without thinking, "Then will you go together?"

There is no need for Tang Anle to ask this question. He also knows how Ion Yuan left the capital of the Great Zhou at this critical juncture. Although the two of them are living a leisurely life these days, he also knows that Ion Yuan keeps sending letters and messages every day. Da Zhou seemed to be calm, but in fact there was an undercurrent, which he, an idler in the general's mansion, could feel.

It's like landmines buried under the quiet ground, but as long as someone steps on one, there will be a deafening sound, and the smoke will immediately fill the air, and the struggle that is about to break out can be regarded as surfacing from the bottomless sea.

Ion Yuan replied with a normal expression, "There are people from me at the Summer Resort, you and Jin Yu can go together, don't be afraid of being bored alone."

Tang Anle frowned, wrapped his arms around his waist, sat up straight, and complained dissatisfiedly: "Are you trying to dismiss me? Why, do you think I will drag you down?"

He was able to enter the General's Mansion instead of the young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion. In the end, he was still an unknown person. He was just a young master of Yaogu. Perhaps it was indeed not conducive to what Ion Yuan was going to do. Tang Anle felt that I feel a little wronged.

Tang Anle asked the question directly, but Ion Yuan didn't expect that the emperor had never found out about his forming a party for personal gain and intending to rebel. This confinement has long been an ominous omen, and the queen mother and prime minister will definitely take advantage of him. He made some moves during the confinement period, but he did all the tricks, but he also knew that a hundred secrets are not as good as a sparse one, and Tang Anle is this sparse one.

"Tang Anle, I never said you would drag me down," Ion Yuan said sternly, raising Tang Anle's chin, his eyes focused, "The sky is going to change in the capital of Great Zhou, you should leave the capital temporarily, yes For your safety."

He was alone and had no burden, but Tang Anle was already the well-known weakness of Ion Yuan.

Tang Anle didn't blink her eyes and pursed her lips tightly. She stared straight at Ion Yuan and said after a long time, "Although I'm a little afraid of death, I'm also afraid if I'm not by your side. I believe You can protect me, can't you, Ion Yuan?" Tang Anle said word by word, although it was a question, but it was flat and straightforward like an affirmative sentence.

Ion Yuan looked at him without saying a word, his eyes were as deep as a deep lake.

"And maybe there's something I can do to help you!" Tang Anle said with bright eyes. Seeing that Ion Yuan still didn't speak, his heart was beating for some reason. This Ion Yuan would not be determined to send him to that Summer resort, right?

Although he is a little moved...

"You always want me to leave for something, anyway, I won't leave unless I want to..." Tang Anle lowered his head without confidence, and muttered.

Only when Ion Yuan heard this did he move. He tightened his hands, pulled the man into his arms, and followed Tang Anle's hair down his back. I think he is most annoyed by this long hair, and one day it must be cut off, but Ion Yuan likes it so much, Ion Yuan kissed Fa Xin preciously, but there was a smile in his tone, "Who dares to drive you away, little girl?" The young master is leaving? Besides, even if the little man raised in our general's mansion can only doze off all day long, I won't let him go. "

He doesn't like to hear these words, what do you mean he just dozes off all day, it's not because he is pestered every night so that he can't sleep well!

"It's all your fault, night after day..." Tang Anle blurted out some inappropriate words, but fortunately stopped in time, watching Ion Yuan turn a corner with interested eyes, "Master, I am useful It’s gone! Maybe one day you won’t be able to do without me!”

These words became a prophecy, and so will Ion Yuan in the future, and so will Mu Shaohong in the palace.

In the middle of the night, only the candles were brightly lit in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and there was a stack of memorials piled up in front of Mu Shaohong. After reading a book full of gossip, and only a few key points, Mu Shaohong squeezed tiredly. Squeezing the space between her eyebrows, she leaned back on the back of the chair carved from agarwood, closed her eyes and meditated.

After a while, a footstep that was so soft that it was almost inaudible came in, holding a tea tray in his hand, his voice was slightly different from the eunuchs who served in the past, "Your Majesty, this is the eunuch that Eunuch Zhang ordered the younger one to bring to you." The health-preserving medicine prescribed by the hospital can be boiled into a medicated diet.”

Mu Shaohong didn't open his eyes, but just pointed to the table, as if he was exhausted, "Leave it alone, I will drink it myself."

"Your Majesty, it's better to drink this medicinal food while it's hot." The little eunuch seemed unwilling to just let it go and leave.

Only then did Mu Shaohong open his eyes, sat up, raised his head to glance at the little eunuch, and said coldly, "Bring it here."

The little eunuch lowered his head and bowed his waist, not daring to look at Mu Shaohong at all, and the movement of holding the medicinal food was also a little unfamiliar.

Mu Shaohong pursed his lips and picked up the gold-rimmed porcelain bowl. Looking at the dark medicinal food, he frowned imperceptibly, and finally brought it to his mouth, took a sip, and put it on the table. He wrote lightly: " One bite is enough, and the rest will be used later, this should be enough for you to do business."

The little eunuch's hand holding the tray trembled indistinctly, apparently frightened by Mu Shaohong's words, "It's late at night, the emperor should rest this morning, the little one will step back now."

After finishing speaking, he walked out quickly in a hurry.

Mu Shaohong looked at the retreating back of the unremarkable little eunuch, and his face gradually became serious. When he walked away, he took out the white handkerchief in his skirt, suddenly spit out a mouthful of black liquid medicine, and put the handkerchief on Throwing the mug on the table, he picked up the cold tea and rinsed his mouth.

The queen mother was in a hurry, Mu Shaohong thought so.

Behind him, he took out the unwritten paper on the side, the pen was stained with ink and was about to write something, but his heart felt oppressed, and the sweet and fishy smell filled his throat, 'poof-' Mu Shaohong spat out a mouthful of blood , dots of dark red blood splashed on the unapproved booklet just now, and also on the ink-stained paper.

Eunuch Zhang came in squatting on the medicine soup, and suddenly bumped into this scene, the things in his hand fell all over the ground, and panicked: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Mu Shaohong looked at the blood on his hands, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and then he closed his eyes slowly as if he couldn't hold his eyelids.

"Pass the imperial doctor, pass the imperial doctor!"

All of a sudden, the Hall of Mental Cultivation seemed to be in chaos. The flustered maids and eunuchs ran in different directions.

The imperial physician was running at almost galloping speed, and when he arrived in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, it was only a matter of a few cups of tea. Layers of golden silk curtains were laid down, but it was like stagnant water. The Hall of Mental Cultivation was also dead silent. The sound of cold sweat dripping on the stone slab from the forehead of the imperial doctor who was pulsed could be faintly heard.