Reincarnation of the powerful minister

When King Yu returned to the wing room for the critically ill patients to rest, Prince Zhu Helin was standing by Su Yan's bed, rubbing his forehead with a wet and cold cotton towel.

Seeing King Yu coming in, the prince hurriedly asked, "What did the doctor tell you?"

King Yu said indifferently: "It is said that Qinghe fell into the water and got cold, and the shoulder injury was infected by soaking in the water, so he had a fever."

The prince was dubious: "That's it? But I see the doctor's expression is so dignified..."

King Yu answered without a good tone: "How serious do you want it to be?"

The prince snorted coldly, turned his head and continued to shake Su Yan's hand.

A medicine boy knocked on the door and came in, bringing the decocted antipyretic decoction.Seeing that he skillfully picked up a funnel-like utensil, the prince put the pointed end into Su Yan's mouth, and stopped him, saying: "Just pour it so hard? What if you choke!"

The drug boy said respectfully: "Reporting to His Royal Highness, the villain feeds too many comatose patients, and his hands are familiar. The soup and medicine enter from both sides of the teeth, and the patients will swallow unconsciously and will not choke."

The prince said unreasonably: "I don't care about it, the copper pipe of your funnel is so hard, maybe it hurt his throat. Take it away!"

He sent the medicine boy away, picked up the medicine bowl, looked at Su Yan, who had his eyes closed tightly, and then at King Yu, and said with a stinky face, "Please trouble Uncle Fourth Wang to help him up, I'll feed the medicine. "

King Yu asked back: "Why didn't you come to help, and this king came to feed you?"

The prince was annoyed and said: "He passed out in your hands, the young master can rest assured that you can feed him?"

King Yu lightly sneered, took a quilt from the closet next to him, put it on Su Yan's back, snatched the medicine bowl from the prince with lightning speed, sat on the edge of the bed, and said, "This king will teach you how to make you unconscious. Feed the medicine and watch."

With one hand, he pinched the two buccal acupoints on the side of Su Yan's face, and with a little ingenuity, his tightly closed lips and teeth opened. Then he drank the soup and lowered his head to feed.

The prince was furious after being astonished, and swung his fist: "Why are you taking advantage of him, you shameless old man!"

Queen Yu leaned back to avoid the fist wind, the medicine bowl in her hand remained calm, and said mockingly: "His Royal Highness also wants to take advantage of it? I'm afraid you are not skilled enough to spray the whole bowl of medicine on his face. "

The four-horse carriage arrived outside the forbidden gate, and Emperor Jinglong got out of the carriage and changed to a shoulder chariot.

Lan Xi waited for a long time, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the emperor board the chariot.

The emperor waved his finger, indicating that there was no need to support him.

Lan Xi instructed the servants carrying the chariot to keep steady, and she followed beside the chariot, with a worried expression on her face as she walked: "The emperor suffered from a headache last night, and it will be the same as before today, and he will leave the palace in a low-clothes at the end. The dragon's body is important, Is this servant sending someone to pass on the imperial doctor?"

The emperor leaned on the armrest, put his forehead on his hand, closed his eyes slightly, and said in a tired voice: "No need, the imperial doctor just looks like that, and the prescription can't cure you even if it doesn't work, but just be safe. , the effect is not as good as a hot cotton towel from Qinghe."

"Su Shaoqing has a lot of folk remedies and strange remedies that are really effective. Even Mr. Ying Xu admires his views on medicine." Lan Xi rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I heard that he came back safe and sound, how about Is the servant going to send him into the palace again, and give the emperor a hot compress?"

The emperor opened his eyes and glanced at him, then closed them again: "No need. He was slightly injured, let him rest well."

Lan Xi saw that the wind was turning the wheel, and immediately replied: "Yes, this servant will turn around and ask the imperial doctor to go to Su's residence, and bring some herbs that warm and nourish qi and blood."

The emperor gave a faint "huh", neither sure nor uncertain.Eunuch Lan was secretly happy, knowing that he had figured it out again, the emperor looked noncommittal, but Sacred Heart was actually very pleased.

On the slightly shaking shoulder chariot, the emperor seemed to doze off.

Not long after, he arrived at the jade steps in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the chariot landed on his shoulders.The emperor raised his eyelids and said, "I have been asleep for so long? What time is it?"

Lan Xi felt a little strange: the emperor just squinted for more than a quarter of an hour, how long has it been?Probably drowsy.He laughed and said: "Going back to the emperor, it's not over yet. Back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, just in time for lunch in the imperial dining room."

The emperor suddenly stood up on the shoulder chariot, his eyes widened, and there seemed to be a crack on his unmoving face.

Seeing him looking around in a daze, Lan Xi seemed to be looking for something, and even staggered slightly, she hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "My lord, is your head hurting again?"

The emperor grasped Lan Xi's wrist.After several breaths, he whispered, "Lan Xi, help me back to the palace."

Lan Xi supported the emperor, feeling something was wrong in her heart, but she couldn't tell the details.

The emperor was on the first step, kicked the side of the step with his toe, and leaned forward with his whole body.Lan Xi called softly, "Emperor, be careful." Fortunately, the emperor reacted quickly and immediately stabilized his figure.

Lan Xi said with concern: "The emperor must have a severe headache, come on, this servant will carry you up."

"No, I'm not too sick to walk."

This is a strong statement.Lan Xi flattered the horse's leg, was startled, and was about to apologize when the emperor suddenly said, "There are six steps in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Lan Xi was taken aback: Isn't this obvious?What happened to the emperor today, he seems to have lost his soul.Respectfully said: "The emperor is right, it is the sixth floor."

The emperor let go of his wrist and walked up the steps step by step. After a slight pause in front of the threshold, he raised his leg and stepped in.

Lan Xi followed closely behind, the feeling of weirdness in her heart became more and more obvious, but the emperor said without looking back, "Broadcast to Wang Chunfu."

The emperor was finally willing to declare the imperial physician, Lan Xi hadn't had time to be happy for too long, and heard the emperor change his words: "Forget it, I'm a little sleepy, I'll talk about it when I wake up."

The emperor walked slowly into the inner hall, and the servants came forward to wipe his hands and face with a hot towel, and undressed him.

"Lunch..." Lan Xi hesitated.

"No need for now." The emperor lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Lan Xi stepped forward to tuck him in the quilt, and did not retreat, but waited outside the bed curtain for a long time, until she heard the emperor's breathing became heavy and long, before tiptoeing out of the inner hall.

The emperor slept for more than two hours, and Shen Shi only woke up.

The palace attendant who was standing there heard some movement in the bed curtain, and asked softly, "Is the emperor going to get up?"

The curtain was lifted, and the emperor squinted at the skylight shooting in from the palace gate, and saw countless tiny flying dust floating in the light like gossamer.

The palace people seemed to see a relieved look on the emperor's face, and after a moment of stunned, they disappeared again.

The emperor's expression was calm and calm as usual, and he ordered: "Wash the bath and pass the meal."

The palace servants remembered what Eunuch Lan had said on behalf of him, and asked again: "Will the emperor still summon the envoy Wang Yuan?"

"...No need," said the emperor.

Shen House.

Shen Qi was carried into the main room by a group of frightened servants. The maids fetched water, undressed, and busily shuttled around the room.

Jing Hong chased after the sword, leaned against the window and watched coldly.

Not long after Su Yan got off the car, Jin Yiwei secretly reported:

"Master Su got into a carriage at the corner of the street. It is a carriage from the palace according to the specifications."

"The father-in-law who came to pass the word of mouth said that there is water and clothes on the carriage, which can be washed and replaced, but Mr. Su never came out after entering the carriage."

"There are masters guarding secretly near the carriage, and the lowly ones can't get close to see what's going on."

Information is updated every once in a while:

"It's been more than half an hour, and Mr. Su still hasn't shown up."

"The carriage has moved, heading towards the Su Mansion."

"The carriage stopped at the gate of the Su Mansion, Master Su got out of the carriage alone. After opening the door, he turned his head and greeted the inside of the carriage. But the person in the carriage did not show up, and the lowly officials don't know his identity."

"The carriage left Huanghuafang, entered the palace from Donghua Gate, and stopped in front of the forbidden gate. The person in the carriage...is the emperor!"

After Su Yan returned to the mansion, Jin Yiwei's spies followed the carriage to the forbidden gate, and finally found out the identity of the person in the carriage. No one dared to follow, and the last news was only here.

Shen Qi sent the spies away expressionlessly, her fists clenched tighter and tighter on her thighs.After a while, he opened his mouth with a terribly sharp voice: "More than half an hour! There are enough clothes for several rounds throughout the year."

Ever since Shen Qi pointed out the emperor's thoughts on Su Yan in front of Jing Hongzhui on the Lantern Festival night, Jing Hongzhui mocked on the surface "He is the emperor, don't you still want to come forward to snatch it", but actually added this matter The heavier binding stone weighed heavily on my heart.

Listening to Shen Qi's words at this moment, Jing Hongzhui is like a big bush of thorns, the sharp, hard and obedient thorns on the stems all burst out angrily, piercing a heart hanging in the thorns It was full of holes and bleeding profusely.

In all fairness, he didn't want Mr. Su to have anything to do with anyone, especially those in positions of authority.

But what he was more worried about was that if the emperor really had close contact with the lord, would he find the traces he left last night, and then he would be angry and punish the lord?

Fortunately, after the carriage went to Su's residence, my lord got out of the carriage safely and entered the house. According to the spies, there was no abnormal expression on his expression.This made it rare for Jing Hongzhui and Shen Qi to breathe a sigh of relief in common aspects.

After worrying, it was even more unspeakable unwillingness and anger——

Calling Su Yan away from them only needed a word, or even a look.

No matter what you want to do, no one dares to say no.If he makes a tough move, I'm afraid that even Su Yan himself may not dare to resolutely resist, and it is very likely that he will just obey and admit it.

Turning around and picking them up is as easy as pie, just a word or a look, and they are like fish under a knife, smashed to pieces.

——This is the supreme power of the Son of Heaven.

Jing Hongzhui was not afraid of this monstrous power, but worried about the harm it might cause Su Yan.But unless he takes Mr. Su away and wanders the world from then on, or hides his name incognito, he will not be able to get rid of the curse of "Could it be the king's minister".

At this moment, he read from Shen Qi's eyes a thought that was surprisingly consistent with his own, so he became united with the enemy like never before.

"It's so hard that you dare to pull the emperor off the horse. But if you can't stand still, what are you going to do?" Jing Hongzhui said coldly, "You'd better heal your injuries first, and then plan for the future!"

"I know, you don't need to remind me." Shen Qi said.

The two remained relatively silent all the way back to the Shen residence.

Shen Qi was carried out of the car, and Jing Hong followed without too far, and also entered Shen's residence.

Shen Qi mocked: "I invited you?"

Jing Hong replied: "My lord's order must be carried out, whether you invite me or not is none of my business."

The two had nothing to say again, and both entered the main room.

So the above situation appeared, a situation where the stars are holding the moon and the other is watching with cold eyes.

The steward of the Shen residence who was sent to ask for a doctor hurried back and reported: "Mr. Yingxu said that he has a patient in his hands and he couldn't get away, so he sent an apprentice over to give your lord a follow-up consultation."

Shen Qi didn't care, let the steward bring someone in.

This apprentice is a middle-aged doctor in the prime of his life, with quick hands and feet, after checking Shen Qi's injuries, his words popped out one by one like hard beads: "The wound is cracked again! The blood vessel is broken again! If Mr. Shen tortured himself like this again, it would be hard for a god to do so. save!"

Shen Qi's face was dark, and the steward next to him smoothed things over: "I hope the doctor will do his best to treat my lord, so that he can rejuvenate."

The middle-aged doctor took the pulse and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Shen won't die! There is an external qi in his body to protect his heart. I will re-sew the wound and pour some decoction on him. After a few days, the dead branches will sprout new shoots." , continue to practice yourself."

At critical moments, the doctor is like the judge of life and death. The steward held back his anger and did not dare to explode. He apologized and said with a smile: "No, no, don't worry, doctor. My lord will definitely follow the doctor's advice this time and take good care of the wounded."

The face of the middle-aged doctor looked better now, and he treated Shen Qi's injuries and prescribed medicine.

Before leaving, he left a sentence: "Lie on the bed for a full month, even one day less!"

one month!Shen Qi stared at the ceiling with murderous intent.

Jing Hong chased him over, and patted his arm with the scabbard: "I'll go back and report to my lord. You just lie down, and if you have any relevant news, let me know."

"Related" refers to who and what, Shen Qi and him tacitly understood each other, but put on a noncommittal look.

Jing Hongzhui was about to walk out of the room, Shen Qi said suddenly: "Qinghe has always been weak, exhausted, falling into the water, shoulder injury, all of them are enough, if you touch him without restraint, he will be on the most wanted list of Beizhen Fusi. One of the culprits is the remnants of the hidden sword sect—nameless!"

Jing Hong chased Shen Mo and stopped, also hummed noncommittally, and left.