His Majesty is a sick beauty

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Su Xun was so frightened that his face turned pale. He raised his head pitifully and looked at the prime minister sitting beside him.

"What the national teacher said is very true."

traitor!

The little emperor gritted his teeth viciously, then turned his head to look at Xiao Buwen.

"From now on, when night falls, the servant will ask people to put away all the candles in His Majesty's bedroom."

Animals!

Wuwuwu, you guys, finally don't like me, are you trying to usurp the throne?If I don't obey, I'm going to make a fuss!

Looking at the little emperor who seemed to have suffered a huge blow, the three guys had no intention of comforting him.At this moment, although the three men did not communicate with each other, they rarely reached an agreement - the little emperor must learn enough lessons, so that he would be afraid of hurting his own body in the future!

Murong Che, who is both a prime minister and a teacher: "Your Majesty is no longer a child."

Qing He, who is a doctor and who knows his true origin well, said, "Good medicine tastes bitter, Your Majesty."

The maids and eunuchs around him are all his eyeliner Xiao Buwen: "I will take good care of Your Majesty."

Su Xun:! ! ! !

He looked at the men standing or sitting beside him with a bitter face: "Five bowls of bitter medicine a day, you are regicide!"

"I'm not sick!" Su Xun slapped the bed violently, but was choked by excitement, "Ahem...cough cough, this was an accident...cough cough, I'm really not sick."

Qinghe said indifferently: "Your Majesty has no reputation at all. A few days ago, Your Majesty promised me that the spices I prepared for Your Majesty will be saved."

After all, he looked at the little emperor with a condemning look.

"..." It seems, it seems that there is such a thing.

Su Xun, who knew he was wrong, stopped talking, and could only accept this decision that was neither democratic nor authoritarian in a daze.

Murong Che looked at the wilted little emperor, Su Xun's face was already a little pale due to illness, coupled with this listless look, it made his heart ache.

But he also has principles, and His Majesty's body is a principle that must never be crossed.Murong Che didn't know how to comfort him, after thinking for a long time, he could only stretch out his hand stiffly, and stroked the top of the little emperor's hair.

Su Xun:?

He looked at Murong Che suspiciously, but for some reason, the prime minister subconsciously avoided his sight the moment he looked over.

Seeing this scene, Qinghe smiled lightly, while Xiao Buwen raised his eyebrows full of interest.

Murong Che was a little stiff. He came from a family and was used to the distance between gentlemen, which was as clear as water. Since the little emperor came to the throne, he seldom had any physical contact with him like this.

When was the last time he did this, when the first emperor died?I don't know why, but the weak little emperor of the past has unknowingly disappeared from his mind, replaced by the current one, coquettish and domineering, like a cat who likes to be lazy, but stands up at the critical moment Su Xun who is in charge of the people of the world.

How could someone as intelligent as Murong Che not be able to feel the changes in the little emperor, those amazingly talented poems and ideas, and those novel things that he had never seen before.He could sense that Qinghe and His Majesty seemed to be hiding something, but he didn't expose it.First, he can be sure that His Majesty has not been replaced and the royal blood will not be tarnished. Second, these changes are all for the better. At least if there is no hand crossbow and hydraulic forging machine invented by the little emperor, this year Yu The court would have to pay a price that was several times more painful than it is now in order to drive away the barbarians outside the pass, and without the little emperor's keen sense of preparation and strong orders, the number of deaths in this catastrophe would have doubled.

The little emperor in the past was like a puppet, a puppet. He was not a material for being a king, but because of his birth, he had to bear responsibilities that he could not bear.Murong Che's dictatorship in the past few years did have his own ambitions and purposes for the Murong family, but more importantly, he did not want the Yu Dynasty to fall apart in his generation, so that the flames of war that had finally stopped would spread again.

Sometimes he even felt a little sympathetic to the child who dominated the world, that thin and pale child, since the day he ascended the throne, Murong Che never saw the slightest smile on his face.Sometimes he even thought, for His Majesty, is this throne a blessing or a curse?

But he couldn't ask, couldn't think, and could only watch the child grow up little by little, and was attached to him little by little, and the vine named "responsibility" was strangled to death.He even felt a sense of powerlessness. No matter how hard he tried, he could only watch the little emperor step by step towards death in pain, and sooner or later the huge Yu Dynasty would fall apart after the emperor's death. Like an inescapable curse, it has been a frequent visitor to his dreams for the past few years.

But the transformation of the little emperor after waking up gave him hope. This is a qualified emperor with responsibility, responsibility, courage, and most importantly, a heart of love for the people.

Murong Che felt the cool and soft hair in his hands, and smiled lightly, "Your Majesty is being childish again."

"I haven't." Su Xun couldn't help muttering.

He felt that the way Murong Che looked at him was a bit strange, how should I put it, it didn't look like he was looking at him, but rather looking at "him" through this body.The prime minister's gaze was not aggressive, but Su Xun just had the feeling that he was seen through at that moment.

Murong Che wouldn't have guessed that he was time-traveled, right?Su Xun twitched the corner of his mouth, probably... no way.

Except for Qinghe, the one who cheated, even if other people noticed that he was different from the original little emperor, they should think that he had a great enlightenment between life and death.Guessing that the soul has been changed or something, this idea is too strange.

Su Xun looked at Murong Che carefully, and was relieved after confirming that the other party did not intend to call for someone to arrest him and put him on the stake for barbecue.

"Ahem." Su Xun tried his best to look serious, "You must have heard the rumors recently."

Su Xun felt a lump in his chest when he thought of the words that smeared him all over the place.

Murong Che nodded and said: "The rumors are so fierce that they spread all over the Yu Dynasty almost overnight. Although the versions are different, they are all blaming His Majesty for causing the severe drought."

He glanced at the little emperor and saw that his expression was weak, but he was not overly excited by his words: "In addition to the Yu Dynasty, rumors also broke out in the Meng Dynasty and the Wei Dynasty. There must be someone behind this."

"It's Meng Chao." Su Xun sneered, and said firmly, "That emperor is an ambitious guy."

"He wants to expand the foundation left by his ancestors, but it's a pity that he chose the most inappropriate person as his opponent."

[The author has something to say: This chapter briefly explained the removal of the original body. Regarding the matter of the original little emperor, I thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to give him such an ending.

The original little emperor was a good boy, but definitely not a good emperor. He didn't have the ability and talent to be an emperor. For him, sitting in the court was a kind of torture.

After Su Xun got into this body, the little emperor’s soul was probably sent to modern times, where he could rewrite his life]