This shadow guard, you are enlightened

As night fell, glazed lamps were lit in the Chengyang Hall, Zhuo Ying changed the medicine for Xing Chenmu, and just like before, set up a soft couch in the hall to rest.

Xing Chenmu slept a lot during the day, so he didn't feel sleepy at this time. Seeing him playing with the soft couch, he sighed and said, "Why is Ah Ying so troublesome? Wouldn't it be more—"

Zhuo Ying's indifferent eyes glanced over, and Xing Chenmu swallowed back the words tactfully, just muttering in a low voice, "I didn't pull the wound on purpose that day, isn't it a little excited to see A Ying come... .”

"In addition to the two arrow wounds on the back, Your Majesty also has scratches on his arms and shoulders. No matter what position you get out of bed, these wounds will inevitably be involved, so it is better for you to move less."

Zhuo Ying had obviously asked the imperial physician and received a very detailed doctor's order, so Xing Chenmu could only say: "I will pay attention."

"Your Majesty, you don't need to be excited when you see your subordinates." Xing Chenmu is a high-ranking, respected emperor of one dynasty. He has never been guarded like this before. Zhuo Ying can't be ruthless. After a while, he turned his head and added, "This subordinate will always be with you in the future."

A gleam flashed in Xing Chenmu's eyes, and he immediately asked: "Really?"

"Being a king is a capital offense." Zhuo Ying had said many times to show his loyalty that he would always guard Xing Chenmu's side, but this time, both of them knew that the meaning was completely different in Xing Chenmu's ears. It is equivalent to a love story.

He thought for a while, and asked: "Then what Aying promised me before, does it also count?"

Zhuo Ying was keenly aware of the expectation in Xing Chenmu's tone. Although she didn't know what he was expecting, she still said truthfully: "Whatever the subordinate promises to the Holy Master, they will naturally do it."

What Xing Chenmu waited for was his words: "You once said that after the rebel army is eliminated and the court is settled, you will accompany me out of the palace. Now is the time, and I want to use the name of recuperating my wounds to go south in disguise and visit the people. Look, feel the different customs."

There are records in every dynasty that the emperor went out of the palace to observe the people's sentiments, but for Zhuo Ying, there are many dangers outside the palace. Although the chaotic party has been eliminated, the number of shadow guards is currently limited, and they have not made complete preparations in advance, so there is no guarantee. With Xing Chenmu's safety, coupled with the travel and traveling in the palace, and Xing Chenmu's unhealed arrow injury, it is obviously not a good time recently.

From the point of view of the leader of the shadow guards, he should have persuaded Xing Chenmu to think twice, but now, facing Xing Chenmu's expectant eyes, he couldn't say anything against the other party's wishes for a while.

Perhaps he was silent for too long, Xing Chenmu lowered his eyelids, and said a little disappointed: "I also know that there are not many people in the Shadow Guard recently, and it is a bit capricious for me to propose to go out of the palace in micro-services at this time. Alright...then let's postpone the discussion."

Having said that, both of them knew in their hearts that after missing this time, it would not be easy to find another opportunity to let go of the government and leave the palace for a few months. It is also impossible to truly understand the people's sentiments.

"Your Majesty wants to understand the sentiments of the people, so you can stay in Luan City. You will travel south and back and forth for several months. If you leave the palace, what about the affairs of the court?" Zhuo Ying asked.

"About this point, I have already thought about it." Xing Chenmu noticed Zhuo Ying's loose attitude, and immediately hit the iron track, "When I named Brother Wang as King Yong'an, Brother Wang was still pretending to be sick. This Yong'an Wang Kong He has a false name, but he has no real power in the court. Brother Wang is able to plan and make good decisions, and he is very talented. We can't really let him be an idle prince in the palace. Taking this opportunity, I want to make him the assistant king , while I am away, he can take care of the government affairs for me with full authority."

It was only then that Zhuo Ying realized that Xing Chenmu's intention to leave the palace was not temporary; "Since the Holy One has already decided, it is only necessary to issue the imperial edict, and the subordinate will not resist the decree, so why ask the subordinate's meaning?"

"I can order the commander of the shadow guards to escort me out of the palace, but what I hope in my heart is that my Aying is willing to accompany me out of the palace to play. If Aying is not willing, then let it go."

Zhuo Ying fell into silence again, he didn't want to spoil Xing Chenmu's interest, and this opportunity was really rare, after thinking carefully, he said: "It's not appropriate to make a big fanfare when a micro-service comes out of the palace, and the guards can barely be called out in the shadow guards. But the Holy Majesty's body..."

"I have already asked when the imperial physician came today. The wound is recovering well, and you will be able to move around normally in a few days. As long as the movements are not too violent, there will be no problem." Xing Chenmusheng was afraid that Zhuo Ying was still worried, so he added, "I don't have a specific place I want to go, and I don't need to hurry. The journey will not be too hard, and you will follow me. If you think it's time to rest, I will rest."

Zhuo Ying slightly bent her lips when she heard the words: "But this subordinate feels that the Holy Majesty should rest now."

"A Ying..." Xing Chenmu called softly.

Zhuo Ying really had no choice but to take Xing Chenmu like this, and finally compromised: "You take good care of your injuries. If you really recover well, and you can persuade the prince to help you handle the government affairs, then the subordinates will naturally be willing to accompany you on a folk tour."

King Yong'an is proficient in medical skills, and he also sincerely loves Xing Chenmu. If even he can agree to this matter, at least it means that Xing Chenmu's body can withstand this trip. If that's the case, Zhuo Ying thinks he has no reason not to agree.

After all, starting from his own heart, he also longed to travel with Xing Chenmu.

With Zhuo Ying's words, Xing Chenmu became excited. It was the first time in 20 years that he was able to leave the palace for such a long time, and it was also the first time he went south, let alone with the person he liked...

If he could, he even wanted to go forward and hug him for a turn. He had a hunch that this trip would be a crucial step to shorten the distance between him and A Ying.

Seeing that Xing Chenmu was as happy as a child, Zhuo Ying was both amused and distressed, and it took him a long time to remind him: "Then is the sage willing to rest now?"

"Okay, Ah Ying also rests earlier."

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This day, Xing Chenmu was smiling even in his sleep, but he didn't sleep for too long. Because he was worried that he would roll over and hurt his wound after a deep sleep, he deliberately kept a light sleep for the past two days. dark.

It was really uncomfortable to lie down for a long time. He glanced at Zhuo Ying and saw that the other party seemed to be still asleep, so he wanted to get out of bed carefully to get some air. Who would have thought that he just slowly moved one foot off the bed and listened to the The all-too-familiar voice said lightly: "What does Your Majesty want to do?"

Xing Chenmu stopped his movements for a moment, and said with some panic, "Aying, are you awake?"

"Sleeping." Zhuo Ying's voice was still a bit hoarse after waking up for the first time. He sat up, pulled off his outer robe and put it on, and walked towards the bed, "If the Holy One wakes up, all the subordinates will notice If not, then how to protect the saint when there are thieves invading?"

Only now did Xing Chenmu think of Zhuo Ying's keen insight, and was speechless for a moment, feeling that he had done something stupid.

Zhuo Ying stood in front of the bed, squatted down and asked again: "Did the Holy One wake up at night?"

It was as if Xing Chenmu nodded, and he would immediately fetch the chamber pot to serve him personally.

Xing Chenmu quickly shook his head, there are special eunuchs responsible for such matters, if Zhuo Ying were to come, he might...

"Your Majesty's face turned red, are you feeling uncomfortable? The imperial doctor said that the wounds are still at risk of infection in the past few days, so you need to be very careful." Zhuo Ying put her cool palm on Xing Chenmu's reddened cheek, Feeling really slightly hot, he immediately said: "This subordinate will go to pass on to the imperial physician."

"Wait, I'm fine. It's just that I feel uncomfortable after lying down for a long time. I want to change my position a little bit." Xing Chenmu waved away those charming thoughts in his mind, and tried to maintain his usual tone.

"Really? If your wound is really painful, you must tell your subordinates." Zhuo Ying paused, "My subordinates know that you want to leave the palace, but no matter what, the dragon body should be the most important thing."

"It really doesn't hurt, the wound has scabbed over, but it's just a little itchy." Unexpectedly, it would cause Zhuo Ying's misunderstanding and worry, Xing Chenmu took his hand from his cheek and held it, "A Ying can check it if you don't believe it."

Zhuo Ying learned how to apply medicine and bandage the wound with the doctor, and after hearing this, she went to check the wound, and saw that the surface of several wounds had indeed begun to scab, so she felt relieved.

After careful calculation, since lunch the day before yesterday, Xing Chenmu has been lying on the stomach for nearly twenty hours. During this period, except for going to the toilet, he almost kept a motionless posture. It was really hard.

Zhuo Ying said: "Your Majesty is really uncomfortable lying down, this subordinate can hold you up and sit down for a while."

"Okay." Xu Shi had just thought of that, when Xing Chenmu heard the word "hug", the lake in his heart inexplicably broke out again.

"Your Majesty, don't use your strength." After Zhuo Ying explained, she put her hands on Xing Chenmu's waist and abdomen, carefully carried him out of the bed, and helped him sit back on the bed again.

It wasn't until he put a cushion on his waist to make sure that he wouldn't touch the wound, and when he wanted to move away, Zhuo Ying realized that Xing Chenmu's left hand was still around his waist.

"Holy?"

Xing Chenmu was sitting leaning against the head of the bed at this time, while Zhuo Ying leaned out from the bed and leaned over him, with his hands propped on his sides to maintain his own weight, and when he reminded him, he turned his head slightly to meet his Deep eyes.

In the early morning light, through the thin paper windows and the lights in the hall, the room is rendered golden.

The two were so close that Zhuo Ying could clearly distinguish each of Xing Chenmu's slender eyelashes.

I don't know whose breathing was out of tune first, a premonition flashed in Zhuo Ying's mind, but before he could react, Xing Chenmu's eyes suddenly changed, and the next moment, he felt soft and soft on his lips. With something slightly wet, the hand that was originally around his waist moved to the back of his head, making him get closer to him a little domineeringly.

The tip of Xing Chenmu's tongue caressed Zhuo Ying's lips, but he was not eager to penetrate, as if he was luring an ignorant little tiger into a trap slowly, full of patience.

It's a pity that he didn't succeed, the "little tiger" broke free from his control, and retreated quickly.

Zhuo Ying's mind had already gone blank, and before he had time to put on half of his face mask after waking up, his cheeks quickly turned crimson visible to the naked eye.

He wanted to say something, but he tried several times without success, and finally he walked to the soft couch, put on his half mask, and left the inner room as if fleeing.

The action was so fast that Xing Chenmu didn't even have time to stop him, he only heard a sentence from outside, "Go down and upload breakfast for the saint".

Then there was the sound of the door being opened and closed.

The author has something to say: The emperor who was caught off guard hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha who will take advantage of the opportunity.

Talk about getting out of bed

I really have the right to speak. I broke a bone a month before the college entrance examination, and my clavicle was broken!There is no surgery, it is Chinese medicine that fixes the bone, and then there is really nothing when it is not moving.But every time I get up from the bed, it is a disaster (maybe because I am more delicate and afraid of pain) and it is impossible to get up by myself (the doctor also said to be careful when getting up, otherwise the bones will not grow well and easily shift again) and because getting up needs to use The strength of my shoulders, so when my dad or my sister is around, they will hug me out of bed. When they are not around, I will move to the edge of the bed, stretch out my feet, step on the ground, and then move down. …

/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~ It's really a nightmare, so if the wound doesn't collapse, it really needs Zhuo Ying to hug it, it's really not our emperor taking the opportunity to act like a baby