His Majesty is a sick beauty

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"Cough, cough, cough..."

How many times has Your Majesty coughed, the fourth or fifth time?

In a short period of time, he heard the little emperor coughing several times not far away, and finally Lu Feiming couldn't help but look up.

The little emperor leaned over the desk with a thick memorial on it. He held the writing brush in one hand and clenched a fist with the other hand in front of his mouth. His whole body trembled slightly as he coughed, and his fair cheeks showed Two blush.

Needless to say, the little eunuch at the side quickly poured tea for Su Xun. Su Xun buried his head in the memorial and drank it without raising his head.

Is it licorice mint?

Lu Feiming sniffled, and smelled that it was not the tribute tea that the royal family usually drank, but a potion to moisten the throat and lungs.

In the past two days, many people in Suiyang City have felt the wind and cold. It is true that the weather has dropped too fast this year. The sun was shining brightly a month ago. After walking two steps on the road, people were dizzy. Afterwards, there was a gust of cold wind, which made people want to get into the greenhouse and never come out again.

As other officials arrived in Suiyang one by one, Su Xun also got busy again, handling official duties and receiving officials to contact them every day.

Even Lu Feiming, who was a great general, had to wait for several days after handing over the memorial that he wanted to face the saint before the little emperor was free and sent someone to pick him up.

Of course, there are also some things that Lu Feiming really wanted to discuss with him, which is inconvenient to be made public, they have to do it in front of everyone, because this is just an ordinary conversation.

The charcoal fire in the imperial study room was already burning enough, and a strong soldier like Lu Feiming couldn't stand the heat inside.He turned his head slightly, and saw the little emperor leaning over in the memorial, wearing a neat dragon robe. Looking at the collar, he could say that there were four or five layers inside and out.

Didn't it mean that His Majesty's health has improved a lot?

He frowned, the little emperor's wrist holding the brush was white and thin, and there were traces of light blue blood vessels on it.

Lu Feiming waited for more than an hour before Su Xun finished writing the memorial in front of him. He rubbed his wrists, and the little eunuch at the side hurriedly put a cushion on the back of his chair.

While rubbing his wrists, Su Xun lay faceless on the chair, exuding a decadent feeling of "finally off work".

Lu Feiming: "..."

Su Xun waved his hand: "You all step back first."

The people in the palace are the smartest, they know when to shut up, several maids and eunuchs who are serving them file out without saying a word, and close the door intimately.

Only relying on the cool breeze blowing from the door, Lu Feiming didn't get too hot to collapse: "..."

Su Xun didn't deliberately leave Lu Feiming alone. He has been too busy recently. As time went by, Qin Tianjian's prediction was becoming a reality step by step. Su Xun had no choice but to prepare a disaster relief plan in advance and allocate materials for emergencies.

"Cough cough..."

Thinking of this headache, Su Xun couldn't help coughing twice.

"Your Majesty caught a cold?"

"Yes, the wind blew a few days ago, and it was a little uncomfortable, but it's not a hindrance." Su Xun didn't pay much attention to this illness, after all, the illness was already an old friend of his, and the cold this time was not very serious , At most, the throat is a little sore, and I don't even have a fever.

There is absolutely no need to send a national teacher to the palace for diagnosis and treatment of this kind of mild disease, just let the imperial hospital take a pulse and send the pulse case to the Qingming Palace.

The people in the National Teacher and Imperial Hospital agree that there is no need to use special medicine for this kind of minor illness, otherwise it will not be good if it conflicts with the warming and nourishing medicine that His Majesty drank before.It's better to let His Majesty recover by himself, just drink some medicine to moisten the throat.

Su Xun felt that they probably planned to use this minor illness to exercise his body's immunity... Well, of course there is no such thing as an immune system in this era, but it's about the same.

Su Xun looked at Lu Feiming again, and was amused. At this time, a thin layer of sweat appeared on the forehead of this serious general.

Lu Feiming was not wearing armor at this time, but was wearing indigo clothes.But just by his straight back like a sword even when he was sitting and the bulging chest material, it can be seen that this is a decisive general.

Even in front of Su Xun, in order to show respect, he deliberately restrained his murderous aura, but the killing aura of commanding thousands of troops still released some points unconsciously in him.

He squeezed his chin. Among these powerful ministers, Lu Feiming was considered a very special one. He held a heavy army, but even the little emperor who ascended the throne in a hurry, never showed the slightest disobedience.

He looks loyal and reliable, does not form a party for personal gain, keeps a distance from all civil servants, is silent and calm, and is the favorite type of general among wise lords.

But... Su Xun couldn't understand what the original little emperor was like.

If it is said to provoke these powerful officials, the little emperor would never dare, but if it is said that he can win their loyalty, hehe, Su Xun would not believe it either.

Thinking about it again, this general was promoted by the old emperor himself, so it is the old emperor who Lu Feiming is really loyal to?

He is still drinking the medicine left by the old emperor. Even though he basically revealed the biggest secret to Qinghe, Su Xun still dare not let him see the ingredients of those medicines.

The old emperor would not harm his only descendant, but drinking that strange medicine of unknown origin every day still made him feel uncomfortable.

Does General Lu know the real ingredients of the medicine?

Also, the old emperor has few heirs, and his only child has suffered from illnesses since he was a child. Is it the retribution for killing too much, or is it a man-made conspiracy?

Thinking of this, Su Xun smiled slightly: "Does the general need to change?"

Lu Feiming glanced sideways at the little emperor, he is a general, he doesn't like hypocrisy among literati, but he is not stupid, the emperor cares about you, it shows his closeness to you, not to mention that he is already too hot to bear, even if he is cold He couldn't wait to add more clothes. After the emperor said so, he couldn't refute it.

Lu Feiming nodded silently, followed Su Xun's instructions and went behind the screen to get a piece of clothing, and then walked out after tidying up.

While Lu Feiming was changing his clothes, Su Xun had already found out the secret music sent by the secret guards he sent earlier, which contained general information about the construction of the Yangcheng Arsenal.

He didn't know Lu Feiming well. Even if the general knew something, he probably wouldn't tell him directly. Instead of asking rash questions to scare the snake, it's better to show his "Ming Jun" demeanor first.

After Lu Feiming walked out and sat in front of him again, Su Xun put down the secret melody and asked about the reception status of Yangcheng, the general situation of mineral resources outside the city, and the construction and operation of the arsenal.

[The author has something to say: Give the general a role

Hey, different positions are different. Xiao Buwen has a legitimate reason to stick with the little emperor every day, and Qinghe also has a legitimate reason (acupuncture) to see the little emperor's naked body.

After all, Murong Che is the emperor's teacher, and he has a high position, so he has to go to the palace to have interviews with the little emperor from time to time.

The remaining few are more unlucky...]