Lord Chitose spoils me too much, what should I do?

Chapter 49 Don't Injure Mrs. Xiao Wei by Mischief!

Jing Zhaoyin and Kong Yi, who stood aside, didn't panic at all.

He belongs to Lord Chitose, and Lord Chitose belongs to His Majesty, so in this calculation, he is also His Majesty's man...?

What's more, Lord Qiantose is standing here, His Majesty will give him some face at least!

Several adults knelt down to say hello to His Majesty, Gong Lianghou was worried, he raised his drooping head quietly, and looked at Mrs. Wei who was approaching slowly as if asking for help.

His nervous heart relaxed, since the master came, he should be fine.

His Majesty has always relied heavily on the Taifu, it seems that the big tree behind him is quite reliable!

Wei Yang nodded to him unobtrusively, then walked to Murong Shu's side, "I have seen Your Majesty."

The little emperor glanced at the gate of the Sifang Pavilion with complicated emotions, and turned around when he heard the sound.

His clouded face regained a little clarity, "Teacher? Why are you here?"

"On the way, I heard that the eldest prince was beaten by gangsters, so I hurried over here to see if I can help you."

Looking at his pale face, Murong Shu said with pity, "It's cold today, Tai Tu should not walk around easily."

"These ministers are all here, can't it be resolved?"

"My humble minister is fine."

Wei Yang looked at Murong Shu with a smile, his voice was clear and pointed, "What's more, my body is not that weak."

The little emperor was still worried, "Then stop standing at the door and go in."

The three adults stepped aside to make way, and Murong Shu habitually gave his hand to Pei Que, letting him lead him in.

Wei Yang, who was following closely behind, looked at the hands they shook hands with an incomprehensible expression on his face.

The Sifang Pavilion now houses the two countries as envoys.

Li Guo lived in the west, and Bei Yu lived in the east.

Murong Shu stepped into the courtyard and walked straight to the west.

There was a person lying on the sick bed, his face was covered with bandages, and he couldn't see his face.

Seeing him like this, the little emperor's cloudy face dissipated a bit.

"how is he?"

"Return to Your Majesty," Gong Lianghou replied, "The eldest prince is still awake, but the wound has been treated by the medical officer briefly, and he said it is not a serious problem."

The little emperor nodded, "Where's Zhang Qian? When I left the palace, didn't I send someone to pass him to the imperial hospital?"

"The minister is here! The minister is here!"

Zhang Qian squeezed in from behind the crowd, "I will check the wound for His Royal Highness."

He came over with a medicine box, "Please Your Majesty and my lords, please wait outside."

Murong Shu nodded, turned around and left.

After a while, Zhang Qian came out in a hurry, "I want to tell Your Majesty, His Highness the First Prince is fine. There are some skin injuries on his body. Apart from suffering a little, there is no life-threatening danger."

The little emperor nodded.

"So is he awake?"

"I haven't woken up yet." Zhang Qian continued: "But it's coming soon. The injury is not serious. It is estimated that the medicine made by the medical officer earlier has sleeping ingredients, and the effect of the medicine is limited. He will wake up in a while."

"Since the injury is not serious, let's wake up the First Prince!"

Pei Que said coolly, "Otherwise, is it worth spending everyone here just for such a small injury?"

He was sitting on a chair, with his long legs raised up, and his expression was complete, as it should be.

Zhang Qian, "This..."

Pei Que was quite impatient, so he got up suddenly, took Zhang Qian's medicine box and rummaged through it, found a silver needle as thick as a child's index finger, and waved it in front of Zhang Qian.

He seemed unsure, but eager to try.

"You can wake up by inserting someone, right?"

Zhang Qian's eyes widened in shock, but he was still smiling, "This, this, this..."

If this silver needle is inserted through the eldest prince's body, with the strength of Lord Qiantose, it will not be able to pass through the back of the head!

The eldest prince's injuries are not serious, and there is no danger of his life, but if Lord Qiantose comes here so recklessly one by one

The one on the bed, this is the one who really can't survive!

He laughed along with him, and carefully took back the silver needle from Pei Que's hand, "Come on, sir, I'll wake up the eldest prince right away!"

Zhang Qian went to the inner room, and in the blink of an eye, a joyful voice came out.

"The eldest prince is awake!"

Murong Shu entered the inner room and walked towards the bed.

The person on the bed was tightly bound with bandages, and his true colors could not be seen. It seemed that the wounds were evenly distributed.

The head was wrapped into a ball, only the mouth, nose and eyes were exposed.

The eldest prince, who was forcibly awakened and the effect of the medicine had not yet passed, was not very fluent in his movements.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has come to see you."

He turned his head hesitantly, pulled at the wound, let out a muffled groan, and wrinkled his eyebrows and eyes together.

He stared at Murong Shu for a while, and seemed to realize it.

The wound involved muscles, and it hurt when he opened his mouth. He tried not to move the corners of his mouth to speak, which seemed inexplicably funny.

The voice was also indistinct, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Seeing his miserable state, the little emperor let out a bad breath and said "hmm".

The ministers looked at it, and he had to do a full set of acting, and he walked to the side of the bed, "What does the eldest prince think?"

He poked his finger at the place where the other party was wrapped in bandages, and it was no surprise that he heard a "hiss" gasp.

As if he just realized it, Murong Shu showed a look of embarrassment on his face, "Yeah" one by one "I hurt you!"

He shook his head, regretfully, "No wonder my father always says I'm clumsy..."

Saying this, he patted the other party's bandage inadvertently, and the person on the bed twitched in pain, wishing he could jump up.

He continued: "I'm always clumsy, it's best not to hurt the First Prince."

The eldest prince's painful facial features were all pulled together, "No... no problem..."

"I heard that something happened to you, so I came here immediately!"

"The Eldest Prince is a distinguished guest of the Great Zhou, so there must be no mistakes. Let outsiders know that it's because I didn't look after him carefully!"

"Elder Prince, don't worry!"

He slapped the bandage again, and the people below were about to faint from the pain.

"Those thieves dare to be rude to the eldest prince, I must make them look good!"

Seeing the face of the person on the bed twitch in pain, Murong Shu withdrew his evil hands in satisfaction.

Zhang Qian on the side looked terrified.

If other adults stood behind His Majesty and couldn't see clearly from a distance, then he was standing beside the bed, and he couldn't really see it.His Majesty looks gentle and gentle, but his hands are really ruthless!

If he does this a few more times, His Majesty will poke and slap his wounds again and again, causing him to die of pain!

Facing the person on the bed, the little emperor nodded, "Okay, the eldest prince can just rest on the bed and recuperate!"

"I brought out all the envoys from the Imperial Hospital to treat the eldest prince's injuries. The envoys from Zhang Yuan Hospital are superb in medical skills, and the eldest prince will definitely recover as soon as possible! The person on the bed endured the pain, "Thank you... Majesty... .Down......"

The little emperor left the Sifang Pavilion, and a group of people followed him out.

"Okay, everyone has worked hard, let's all go and rest!"

The three ministers looked at each other, each breathed a sigh of relief, and replied "yes" again.

Judging from His Majesty's expression and tone, he does not intend to investigate further, so the beating of foreign envoys is over.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the tall buildings opposite the Sifang Pavilion refracted the sun's fine rays of light.

Coming out of the room suddenly, the sunlight was a bit dazzling, and he raised his right hand to cover his forehead to block the dazzling sunlight.

A tall figure stood in front of him, blocking the glare of the sun.

He looked straight ahead, and all he could see was the flat neckline, densely embroidered with gold thread, gorgeous and coquettish.

You don't have to look up at your face anymore to know who the other person is.

Murong Shu felt sweet in his heart, and his words softened a lot.

"Where's Zhang Qian?"

"The minister is here."

"I think the eldest prince's illness is much more serious, and I'm afraid it won't be cured for a while... You have to be careful and take a good look!"

Zhang Qian lowered his head, and combined with His Majesty's actions just now, he instantly understood what he meant.

"Yes, I must take good care of the Eldest Prince, but the Eldest Prince was injured too badly, I'm afraid he will suffer more flesh and blood......"

The little emperor nodded in satisfaction, "Then you go to Chengqian Hall every few days and report to me about the eldest prince's symptoms and treatment progress."

Hearing this, Zhang Qian secretly glanced in Wei Yang's direction.

In a low voice: "Yes."

"Teacher..." Murong Shu looked at Wei Yang, and when his eyes touched his face, his tone softened unconsciously, "I will send the Tutor back home."

"Then thank you, Your Majesty."

Wei Yang smiled gently and made a "please" gesture.

Pei Que grimaced, wrapped his arms around the little emperor's waist and dragged him onto the imperial chariot.

After the three big men got in, the compartment was obviously more crowded.

The little emperor shrank back, "Why is Tai Tuo coming home so late today? Didn't the morning court come down early?"

"I went to Chengqian Hall."

"Then why haven't I seen the Taifu?"

Wei Yang looked calm, "Your Majesty hadn't gotten up at the time, and he was falling asleep, so I stepped back first."

The little emperor rubbed his face in embarrassment, "I'm greedy for pleasure again!"

Wei Yang had a smile on his face, but his voice was tinged with coolness, "Your Majesty has Lord Chitose, a minister of the humerus, who can help you take care of everything, so naturally you don't have to worry about it."

Having said this, Murong Shu twisted his body uncomfortably.

During these days, he really indulged a lot and relied on Pei Que too much.

This is not a good thing for an emperor who is about to take power.

Anyone who is an emperor, if he can't stand up by himself, and lives like a dodder or a puddle of mud entrusted to others, probably will not end well.

The smile froze on his face.

Pei Que snorted coldly, the tails of his eyes were raised slightly, and his dark eyes were filled with anger.

This surnamed Wei is really not a thing!

Don't look like a sick person who has to pant three times after walking two steps, he is really good at sowing discord!

"If you don't say that Mr. Wei's article is well done, it's a must just by looking at the words! What's inside what's said, what's out of the way!" Pei Que's face became more icy, "It's just that Pei is a small-minded person. You rough man, don't accidentally hurt Master Xiao Wei by making a fool of yourself!"

Hearing this, Wei Yang met his icy gaze without showing any weakness.

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