Empress Chongxilong who became a sick and weak emperor

Stereotypes

Song Yan slept for two whole days before waking up. When she woke up, she found that Xu Huaiqing was sitting beside him. Apart from being properly dressed, her eyes were bloodshot and her whole body was extremely quiet.

Xu Huaiqing's first sentence was: "Do you know that the bowl of medicine you drank was poisoned?"

Song Yan sat up slowly, seeing the blood in Xu Huaiqing's eyes felt pain in her heart, and wanted to touch Xu Huaiqing's face with her hand, but Xu Huaiqing beat her down hard, crisp and loud.

He bit his mouth word by word, but he was stating the facts so calmly.

"You've been asleep for two days, and I can't wake you up."

For two days, he just waited with his eyes open.

"They say you're fine, but you just won't wake up"

Not waking up, no matter how much he yelled, he seemed to be going to sleep until the end of time, he was afraid that he couldn't afford to wait.

Xu Huaiqing rolled his dry eyeballs, lowered his head, and stared fiercely at the ground. He was grinding the dusty ground with his boots, as if he regarded the ground as Song Yan.Even if there is dust on the shoe surface, I don't care.

The air in Song Yan's chest seemed to be deprived and it was difficult to breathe. The medicine was poisonous, and he had only slept for two days. The two days were so short, it was only a blink of an eye in the long life.

He himself knew that the poison of human beings was not that bad, no matter how powerful it was, it would only make him sleepy for a few days, but His Majesty didn't know.

For His Majesty, two days is enough to sentence a sleepy person to death.

What's more, His Majesty personally watched him drink the poison.

Poison is poison, and there is no possibility of cheating.

Song Yan became cowardly, he didn't dare to touch Xu Huaiqing again, but looked at his drooping head and said weakly, "I'm sorry."

He wants to explain.

"It's because I didn't explain it to you. I have a special constitution. If I get poisoned, I will fall into a coma and my life will not be in danger. I thought..."

He thought no one would care if he fell asleep or was poisoned.

After all, he is a dragon, a lone dragon.

But now a human walked into the dragon cave and jumped on the dragon.

Xu Huaiqing twisted his hands into twists and took a breath: "Now, I know. I will pay attention next time."

Xu Huaiqing's words were aggrieved and strong, but also full of cold air, although there was no crying at all, but the meaning in it made people want to hold him in the palm of his hand.

Song Yan's little heart trembled, he didn't care about anything, and rushed to comfort him: "It's my fault, I didn't listen to you, you clearly said that the bowl of medicine is weird, but I don't care at all, if I take it If you are careful, it will never be the situation today, you are right, and you don’t need to pay attention to anything.”

"I, me, you can beat me or scold me if you want to. Compete with me. I'm such a big guy, you can beat me up hard."

Song Yan wanted to wipe Xu Huaiqing's tears, but her hand touched Xu Huaiqing's face for a long time, but it still didn't feel wet.

Song Yan froze her hands, Xu Huaiqing held her breath and did not shed tears, but he didn't know how to comfort him, he could only hug her in his arms like a treasure, and said sorry over and over again.

Xu Huaiqing relaxed, leaning on Song Yan's shoulder, feeling him stroke his spine from top to bottom, as if giving him a smooth flow.

People are still awake.

Xu Huaiqing complained that Song Yan had been in a coma for two whole days, making him wait in a daze, but how lucky he was that Song Yan had such a physique. You must know that the poison came from the land of witchcraft. If he was recruited, it might not be enough for him to bring the imperial doctor.

The Land of Witch Gu, maybe the burnt talisman paper was added in it to make it smell like a paste.

Fortunately, Xu Huaiqing rubbed Song Yan's shoulder, and heard Song Yan's flustered voice of sorry.

Xu Huaiqing tugged at Song Yan's sleeve: "I'm going to sleep."

He has survived until now, except for the first night, he thought Song Yan would wake up early the next morning.

Song Yan hugged the person in her arms, and said carefully: "Sleep peacefully, I will always be here."

He hugged it carefully, for fear that Xu Huaiqing would feel uncomfortable. Gradually, the person in his arms gradually softened into a ball, and Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

It was also at this time that Song Yan was free to look at Xu Huaiqing's face.

Losing weight, Song Yan slapped her own palm next to Xu Huaiqing's face for comparison, which made Xu Huaiqing's pitiful and haggard look even more contrasting.His eyes were black and blue, his brows were full of sadness and fatigue, and his skin lost its luster.

Song Yan was distressed, hugged him well, and instead of putting him on the bed, began to hum a song, the voice was low but penetrating.

He began to mix private goods, and released the spiritual power he had finally stored into the song, making the song belonging to the sea that could evoke beauty and relieve fatigue even more effective.

Even the results are doubled.

Song Yan did this regardless of the cost, until Xu Huaiqing was dragged into a state of extreme relaxation, and then slowly stopped.

He pressed a precious and heavy kiss on Xu Huaiqing's forehead, and said briskly, more to himself, "My lord, you have harvested a giant dragon."

Song Yan smiled lightly when she said these nasty words to Xu Huaiqing.

Ruoyou Ruowu's animal pupils are also filled with the warm colors of the world.

Song Yan put Xu Huaiqing on the bed, covered him well with a quilt, and went to fetch Mrs. Tang again, only then did she feel safe.

After the arrangements are made for His Majesty, Song Yan will have to do her own business. He needs to know what happened during the two days when he was unconscious.

When he walked out of the tent, he realized that it was already dark, and the torches in the barracks had already started to burn one after another.

"General Song." The imperial physician walked to the tent door with the medicine box on his back and suddenly found Song Yan: "Are you awake?"

He came to get Song Yan's pulse. Because of the inexplicable drowsiness, the Holy Majesty ordered someone to check the queen's pulse three times a day.

"Yes." Song Yan replied, maybe this place is too close to the tent, Song Yan pointed aside: "Tell me in the past."

After he finished speaking, he strode over, and the imperial doctor turned the medicine box upside down and followed quickly.

Song Yan originally wanted to go to the imperial physician first, but now it saves her effort to meet one.

He straight-forwardly asked what he was most concerned about: "Did Your Majesty drink the medicine on time these two days?"

The imperial physician was silent for a while, then pulled the belt of the medicine box again, and said tactfully, "Your Majesty won't allow it."

Song Yan had a guilty conscience before, so naturally he couldn't ask aggressively. Even if he didn't drink it, it was because of him. He was afraid that he was frightened, so he didn't worry about not taking the medicine.

"Where is the poisoner?" Song Yan asked again.

At this time, the imperial doctor seemed to make up for his mistakes, and quickly replied: "In prison, I heard that it is another spy of the Huns."

Song Yan wanted to ask clearly at once, so she questioned the imperial physician who often came in and out of the tent carefully. How could the imperial physician be ignorant? Even though they don't seem to be that useful in seeing a doctor, their ears are always pricked up.

However, there are many people coming and going in the place where the doctor is seen, and there are few things in the military camp that they don't know about.

This imperial doctor is also an interesting person. Although he has high medical skills, he can't show them all. He seems useless.

Now he can't wait to show Song Yan his loyalty, so he can't stop talking about everything he knows.

When the imperial doctor said that his mouth was dry, Song Yan had almost fully understood what had happened in the past two days.

So Song Yan took out an ingot of silver and threw it to the imperial physician: "I invite you to drink tea."

The imperial physician hurriedly caught it, stroked his gray beard and smiled at Song Yan, showing the vigor of the old urchin.

Song Yan couldn't help reminding: "It's better not to be idle."

A group of imperial doctors should not be used when treating illnesses, but the gossip knows better than anyone else.

The imperial doctor took the money and left angrily, stereotyped influence, except for these two freaks, they treated the soldiers in the barracks as accurately as possible, and the disciples who taught them also worshiped them so badly.

Are they not doing their jobs?They are too many skills to overwhelm them!

Seeing that the imperial physician had left, Song Yan thought about walking towards the prison of the military camp.

Xu Huaiqing handed over the matter of searching for poison to Qi Miao, but he actually used members of the Qi family. After all, the Qi family had a strong foundation in the military camp, and Song Yan understood that everything was accurate.At the same time, Qi Miao lived up to His Majesty's expectations, and within a short period of time all the participants were put in jail, and the messenger behind the scenes was also found out, it was Dargen.

But to his surprise, although the poison he was poisoned was sent by the Huns, it did not come from the Huns, but from the place where miasma was rampant, the southernmost tip of Daxing.

In other words, the Huns were related to the barbarians in the south of Daxing.

Song Yan inexplicably remembered Gewa who was still locked up in the cell. Half of his face was a weird and distorted black totem, which was a symbol he had never seen on other people's faces when he went deep into the Huns' camp.

Song Yan stepped into the prison cell. The cell here is located underground, and the location is relatively hidden. However, the Xiongnu may have checked it out a long time ago, otherwise they would not have successfully rescued Gewa last time.

He first showed his badge to the soldiers guarding the cell before he was led in.

Song Yan first went to see the poisoners. They were dressed in Han clothes and combed their heads, and they behaved like Han people.But otherwise, to be precise, half of the Huns flowed in their blood, which was a hybrid of the Han and the Huns.

But the Han people have hated the Xiongnu since ancient times, so how could they intermarry with them, so the origin of these people is self-evident.

Qi Miao stood aside, watched Song Yan remain silent, stepped forward hesitantly and said, "Actually, most of the children who were forced to be born hated the Xiongnu. They knew that they were Han people since they were young, and they also knew what happened. , They are more loyal than anyone else, and they can't wait to eat the Huns' skin and meat, and they are also brave on the battlefield."

"It's just that the people in prison now have greed in their hearts."

Song Yan nodded first and said: "I understand, and Your Majesty also understands." Then he ordered: "Those who cooperate with the enemy and treason will be dealt with according to the law and military discipline after reporting to His Majesty."

Qi Miao clasped his fists in a soothing manner and said, "Yes."

Song Yan looked at someone in the cell who still had wild eyes, as if they were not afraid of life and death, and stared at Song Yan fiercely, their strange appearance was more like that of a Hun.Seeing this, Song Yan knew that she couldn't talk to this kind of person, but luckily he didn't want to talk either.

Song Yan turned her head and asked, "Where is Ge Wa?"

Qi Miao hurriedly said, "I'll send someone to take you there." After speaking, he assigned a soldier beside him.

Gowa's cell was extremely dark, and the soldier brought Song Yan in with a candlestick. The candlestick was burning with a warm yellow light, which made people in the darkness eagerly open their eyes.

Song Yan stopped at the door of a cell, and with his excellent eyesight in the dark, he recognized at a glance that it was Gewa who had lost his appearance.

"Gova?" Song Yan called out.

Ge Wa fixed his eyes on Song Yan, like a wolf cub, and didn't speak.

Oh, he's a wolf, he's still a dragon, no matter how you say it, he's still suppressed.

So Song Yan directly threw the doubts in her heart to Gowa, and said bluntly: "Are you a Hun?"

"Did Dargen take the poison out of your hands?"