His Majesty is a sick beauty

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Qinghe: "Your Majesty is awake? Is there something wrong with your body?"

He held the little emperor's slender wrist, put his index finger and middle finger together and lightly rested on his pulse, and said while beckoning, "If you don't come, what will happen to your majesty? After waking up, pretend that nothing happened, and continue to overdraw your body." Wasting your mind?"

Su Xun shook his head, then smiled helplessly and weakly: "I really didn't expect my body to be so weak."

He looked at Murong Che: "How's the fire in Guofeng Pavilion?"

As soon as Guofeng Pavilion was mentioned, Murong Che thought of the glaring mouthful of blood that the little emperor vomited. He didn't want to disturb Su Xun with this matter, but he couldn't do anything about his insistence, so he could only say, "The fire has already been suppressed." It was extinguished, but more than half of the books in the Guofeng Pavilion may have been destroyed."

Those books were either bamboo slips or paper products, which directly became combustion aids in the fire scene.

Su Xun didn't think that those books would be spared, he continued to ask: "What about the people, how many people were killed or injured?"

"..." Murong Che glanced at him, "...there are more than 100 dead and more than 300 injured."

More than 400 casualties? !

"Send the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat the wounded, and pay pensions to the families of the deceased. And..." Su Xun gripped the thin quilt tightly around his body, bursts of murderous intent welling up in his heart, "Find out the mastermind as soon as possible, and bring him to justice. Everyone , are charged with treason!"

"Ahem!" He said, and couldn't help coughing violently.

Murong Che patted him on the back: "Don't worry, I and Eunuch Xiao have already started to do it. Your Majesty just needs to calm down and take care of your health, and leave these chores to the minister."

He pinched the cloth on his chest, gasping for breath, trying to calm down. His jet-black hair hung down in front of him, resting on his collarbone, floating gently with his breathing. His face was pale, but the end of his eyes and lips were dyed a bewitching red. : "My body is really..."

Sick people are prone to overthinking and digging into corners.Su Xun used to think that it would be troublesome for this body to drink medicine non-stop, but today's incident made him fully understand that such a broken body has many hidden dangers, and he can't even imagine that if he was in court I couldn't hold back and vomited blood, so what should I do?

If he was in good health, why would he bother to be so cautious? With the evidence he and Murong Che collected, those courtiers could be directly sent to the cold prison.It's just that there are fewer people in the hall for a while, and he can solve that matter by himself.

But this delicate body can't bear the slightest difficulty. If you stay up until midnight the day before, you will definitely be dizzy and unable to get out of bed the next day.Therefore, even if the little emperor knew that reusing Murong Che was a bad move, he still had to keep assigning power to him.

Because even if Murong Che is ambitious, he will still conscientiously complete the tasks he has given him, and the rest of the people in the court are not only full of ambitions, but also one by one. It will be overthrown in a few months!

If only my health was better...

Extreme self-loathing surged to the top of his heart, and Su Xun felt his mind buzzing. The death figures he saw on the memorial a few days ago echoed in front of his eyes, and he seemed to hear the sound of bang again.

That was the sound of head colliding with pillars. Su Xun never realized that his ears were so sensitive, so sensitive that he could even hear the sound of bones breaking clearly!

boom!boom!boom!Those numbers merged with the bloody smell this morning, Su Xun seemed to see himself standing on a piece of barren and dry land, with countless skinny and hungry people standing in front of him, their hair making bang bang bang sound, Dazzling blood flowed down their shriveled faces, and all of them opened their eyes wide, looking at him with a look of resentment and hatred, and stretched out their fingers to him.

Countless mouths uttered voices, accusing him of why the Yu Dynasty did not have enough food and why he had to fight year after year!Their voices were like ghosts, crying and saying that they just wanted to live, why should he deprive him of such a humble wish?

No, it's not me. I wasn't the little emperor at the beginning. I've been working hard to raise food, and I've been working hard to keep more people alive!

The mouths of those "people" opened wider and wider, and the sound of skin tearing echoed around. In the end, what he saw in front of him were monsters with only a huge mouth left on their faces.

They said in harmony: "This drought is all because of you. We all died because of you. How can you live on after bearing so many lives!"

Another familiar voice sounded, Su Xun turned around and saw an extremely familiar face.

It was him, and it wasn't him, it was the original Su Xun, the original little emperor, he looked at him expressionlessly: "Why did you occupy my body, why did you harm my people, why did you do that kind of thing?" Something against the peace of heaven!"

"You, who have done such a thing, still have the face to live on! Don't you feel guilty at all when you see these corpses?"

No, it is not.The drought has nothing to do with me. I ordered the aristocratic family to cultivate miscellaneous grains only after I noticed the drought.I want to help you...

Su Xun opened his mouth to defend, but was horrified to find that he couldn't speak a word.He could only watch the endless starvation stand up one by one, looking at him with poisoned eyes.The original little emperor seemed to have heard what he was thinking, and said coldly: "Does it really have nothing to do with you? Isn't the resurrection of the dead the most unnatural thing?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Qing He's cold voice woke him up: "Is Your Majesty alright?"

Su Xun looked at the national teacher, frowned tightly, his expression was in a trance as if in a dream: "Is this disaster really not related to me?"

Was it because he resurrected with other people's bodies that he angered the gods, and that's why this terrible disaster happened?

Did those people really die because of him?

Qinghe didn't know what Su Xun was thinking of, but he could sense strong fear and self-loathing from the little emperor.He hurriedly pressed Su Xun's shoulders, the shoulders of the emperor who was struggling to support the entire territory with his frail body: "Your Majesty, I dare not speculate about the way of heaven. But that matter cannot be done by humans. It is absolutely not benevolent to use it as a reason to anger all sentient beings."

"If the way of heaven is really so cruel, even if I try my best to cultivate myself, I still have to ask for an explanation for all living beings in this world."

Qinghe's eyes are as wide and inclusive as the night sky, but at this moment they can only accommodate the one person in front of him.

"I also want to ask for an explanation for His Majesty."

Hearing this, Su Xun's heart suddenly twitched, and he quickly pressed Qinghe's hand: "National teacher be careful."

He never believed in ghosts and gods, but Qinghe is a cultivator, and Su Xun would always worry about what kind of punishment he would suffer if he said such words.

How bold, the national teacher is even more outspoken than an atheist like me!

"National teacher don't need to think too much, I was just stunned."

Hearing the little emperor's caring words, Qinghe smiled: "Is Your Majesty caring about the subject?"

"I just think that the national teacher is of great use to me." I don't care about you.

"Yes." Qinghe actually nodded, with a look of great agreement, "Your Majesty also knows this truth. I am of great use to Your Majesty, so I need you to pay attention to your words and deeds."

Qinghe looked at him with a smile, but his soft eyes made his whole body shudder: "Then why doesn't your majesty know the truth of the long flow of water?"

learned a lesson...

Su Xun's hand holding Qinghe froze completely, and his mind frantically swiped the screen. He didn't expect Qinghe to be here waiting for him.He wondered at first, with Qing He's character, how could he forgive himself so easily, as expected, he deserved to be taught a lesson.

Su Xun froze, but Qinghe obviously planned to seize this opportunity and teach the little emperor a deep enough lesson, don't let him take his body seriously.

In the little emperor's eyes, Qinghe's smiling expression made him shiver more than the cold winter wind.

"Your Majesty consumed a lot of mind and mind today. From today onwards, add a bowl of medicine every day in the morning, noon and evening. In order to calm your majesty, you need to add a few more medicines to relieve fire. By the way, there is also acupuncture. It must be arranged every day, and one day cannot be interrupted."

The translation is, starting from today, get more injections and more medicines, and add several bitter ingredients to the medicines!

Su Xun: "..."

Hearing this news, Su Xun's eyes went dark again, and he could already foresee his miserable days ahead.

I'm in a coma now, is there still time?

[The author has something to say: Poor little emperor, but it's time for Yu Chao to fight back! 】