His Majesty is a sick beauty

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"Why so long?"

Su Xun walked towards Lu Feiming's room led by the guards, and he couldn't help asking on the way.

"Your Majesty." The guard's eyes dodged, and it seemed that there was something to hide from him, "Uh, you can ask the general."

Isn't the rumored His Majesty soft and cowardly, with a fairy-like personality and very approachable personality?

He swallowed, and looked at His Majesty who was walking beside him, wearing a black and red dragon robe.

Is this called approachable? Your Majesty's eyes are almost capable of killing people! !

He thought inopportunely that His Majesty and the Great General really deserved to be monarchs and ministers, they are both masters who can kill with sight.

Woohoo, what a crappy job, I will never come to Suiyang again.

When he thought that in order to grab the opportunity to return to Suiyang this time, he actually accepted the humiliation and promised his brothers to brush their horses for a month, he wished to strangle himself who was looking forward to coming to Suiyang to death!

Why do you come to Suiyang, isn’t it good outside the Guanwai, there is no general who is mad and murderous after being sick, and there is no emperor with a black face as if he is going to give someone to Ling Chi in the next second, Guanwai is really great, I really love it It's closed!

Woohoo, I want to go back outside the customs.

Originally, Su Xun was extremely vigilant when he saw the guard's dodging eyes, but he didn't expect that in just a few steps, the guards around him would perform a scene from panic to anger, from anger to regret, from anger to remorse, from panic to anger. From remorse to nostalgia, from nostalgia to longing, the emotional changes are full and vivid, and the transformation is naturally without stagnation. This face-changing technology is more than enough for an Oscar statuette.

Su Xun: ...

Are all of you outsiders like this?

The vigilance that was finally raised just like that, disappeared with a snap like a punctured balloon, and even Su Xun wanted to laugh a little bit.

But when he walked outside the house where Lu Feiming lived and saw the tightly covered windows, Su Xun's expression became serious again.

He opened the door and walked into the room. There were only a few candles placed near the door in the whole room, and the windows were tightly sealed, so the whole room looked like a haunted house.

outrageous.

Su Xun frowned and said, "What's going on?" He walked towards the side while talking.

Then he knocked down with something in the darkness, Su Xun took two steps back while covering his forehead, and looked up.

Good guy, a huge screen towering above the ground directly separates the side room from the main room, don't even look at what's inside, Su Xun reckons that even a fly can't fly through the gap.

Where did Lu Feiming find such a big screen, isn't it too big?

Before he could ask a question, he heard a hoarse voice coming from behind the screen: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry I'm feeling cold, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up and salute."

Su Xun raised his eyebrows when he heard the voice.

As I said before, because Su Xun has been sick all year round, he is so skillful at pretending to be sick. Even the national teacher, there is no way to tell whether Su Xun is sick or not without taking his pulse.

So in other words, basically no one can pretend to be sick in front of him without being discovered by him.

Su Xun sneered in his heart, but his tone seemed to be very concerned: "Why did the general suddenly get sick? It's all my fault. The general came from the frontier, but I failed to treat the general well and let such a country Minister, Chaozhong's humeral bone disease has reached such a point."

He sobbed twice, and his voice was a bit crying: "I really treat important officials like this, how can I face the memorial tablet of the late emperor?"

Lu Feiming lying behind the screen: "..."

The attendants following Su Xun: "..."

Su Xun continued to perform, as if he wanted to prove himself and take the little golden man back from the overly emotional attendant: "How does the general treat me? Why doesn't he even tell me that he is sick? If it wasn't I asked this morning, is it possible that the general will keep concealing it?"

"I know that I am not a good emperor, but I have never had any intention of hurting my courtiers." Of course, with the cowardly appearance of the original body, it would be good not to be harmed by the courtiers, but don't even think about hurting others, "but Why did the general turn me away? When I heard that the general was sick, I hurried over with the imperial doctor. Even if the general didn’t want to see me, he still wanted to see the imperial doctor. The Yu Dynasty couldn’t do without the great general. General!"

Lu Feiming: "..."

The little attendant beside him was stunned seeing the tears falling drop by drop on the ground.

Is this still possible?

Lu Feiming, who was lying behind the screen, rubbed his forehead with some headaches. He didn't understand why His Majesty was so obsessed with looking at him, but His Majesty already talked about this. Could he really let His Majesty go back and send those imperial doctors away? stay.

Even a powerful official who really wanted to seek to usurp the throne would not be so arrogant.

He had no choice but to take a deep breath, made enough mental preparations, and sighed: "I don't have such intentions, but I am indeed seriously ill, which hinders my vision, and I am afraid that it will stain your majesty's eyes."

Su Xun quickly said, "I don't care."

"Then please come in, Your Majesty,"

After Lu Feiming gave the order, the attendants standing on one side walked to the huge plane, groped for a while on a screen painted with peacocks, and then pushed open a small door only for one person to pass through.

Su Xun: ...

Why does this look like inviting you into the urn and catching a turtle in the urn?

Looking at the dark room behind the door, even though she knew nothing would happen, Su Xun couldn't help being a little nervous.

He secretly cheered himself up from the bottom of his heart, then dragged his legs that were still a little sore, and walked slowly into the room.

The attendants in the room lifted the curtain beside the bed, Su Xun clenched his fists nervously, walked to the bedside and looked around.

... didn't see anything.

It's too dark, Su Xun is not an owl, at most he can see the shadow of a person lying on the bed in pitch black, not to mention what's wrong with Lu Feiming, he doesn't even know whether the person on the bed is a man or a woman come out.

Su Xun: "...Why is it so dark, can't I even look at the general?"

Lu Feiming listened to the little emperor talking with a bit of crying, and thought that he was really afraid of him, so he said, "Light up the lamp."

The candle was lit, and the attendant held the candle and walked to Lu Feiming's bedside.

The warm yellow candlelight illuminates the darkness, from feet to legs to waist, Lu Feiming's figure gradually emerges in the darkness.

Su Xun couldn't help but widen his eyes, held his breath, and stared at Lu Feiming's face.

Finally, the candlelight illuminated his face...

"what?"

Looking at the familiar face, Su Xun couldn't help but make a sound of doubt.

I saw that Lu Feiming's mouth and eyes were terribly red and swollen, and there were two ridiculously red spots on his cheeks, which made the originally handsome and serious face very... er, how to put it, strangely.

Su Xun couldn't help but glanced at Lu Feiming's mouth, which was swollen like two small sausages, thinking that it's no wonder I think the general's voice is a bit strange.

He couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Indeed, the general fits the conjecture that his lips have abnormalities, but...

Su Xun couldn't hold back and glanced at Lu Feiming's red and swollen face again, but this probably has nothing to do with what happened last night, otherwise it would be too miserable. Could it be that I turned into a zombie and hugged each other for a whole night? ?If this is the case, it seems that he really can't lick his face and say that he is a victim.

Or is it that my spittle is poisonous and has poisoned Lu Feiming like this?

No matter how you think about it, it's outrageous.

Su Xun looked at the pitiful Lu Feiming, and felt a deep powerlessness in his heart. From the moment he entered the door, he often had a feeling of being tricked. Reached the top.

He couldn't help pressing his chin, it was fine, there was no soreness from overuse of the masseter muscle, the general really didn't gnaw it out by himself.

Under Lu Feiming's gaze, the little emperor wiped his face and squeezed out a smile: "The general is so seriously ill. It really makes me sad. The imperial doctor I brought is outside. Why don't you show it to the general?" look?"

Lu Feiming: "..."

He always felt that His Majesty was angry, was it his illusion?

[The author has something to say: Hahaha, the general is allergic to pepper

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