The moment Wei Qianyi walked out of his sight, Xia Lang finally lost consciousness and fell into Shen Hanzhi's arms.

Only then did Shen Hanzhi realize that at some point, the hand he put on Xia Lang's waist was tainted with a faint smell of blood.

Xia Lang's wound had already burst open, but he held on, without saying a word.

Shen Hanzhi suddenly thought of Xia Lang when he was a child. He had such a delicate personality. Even when he stumbled a little on the road, he clamored for Brother Han to hug him. Where is the little emperor who is soaked in bandages and refuses to say a word?

Shen Hanzhi carried Xia Lang back to the room without anyone else's hand. When he bent down to undo his blood-soaked bandage, his hands were shaking.

This is the injury he caused Sharan to suffer.

How much blood can a person shed?

Shen Hanzhi didn't know, he only knew that the bandages were untied layer by layer, and the blood soaked inside could even drip down. Xia Lang had already become so thin, but his blood seemed to be gushing out of the wound continuously. Seems like.

Shen Hanzhi finally couldn't hold it anymore.

The bandage on his hand fell off, his knees softened, and he knelt down in front of Xia Ran.

"I'm sorry," Shen Hanzhi's voice trembled, "It's all Brother Hanzhi's fault..."

Childhood memories flooded in like a flood, and Shen Hanzhi suddenly remembered that the marriage contract between him and Xia Lang was not won by his father by means, but——

When Xia Lang saw him for the first time, he was in a daze. After a long time, he murmured: "My brother is the most beautiful person I have ever seen! I will marry my brother in the future!"

The first emperor, who was visiting privately in a micro-service, couldn't help laughing: "Why, don't you marry your mother?"

Xia Lang blushed: "My brother is prettier than my mother!"

The first emperor shook his head helplessly, then turned to explain to the prime minister: "Don't worry about it, Aiqing. I was a kid who couldn't move my legs when I saw a beauty. When I saw a beauty, I clamored to marry him. I said before You want to marry my queen! Han Zhi, don't worry about it, you have no heart."

Shen Hanzhi smiled slightly: "It's okay, His Highness the Crown Prince is innocent and cute, Hanzhi... admires him."

The coldness... the admiration.

He said he liked it himself.

How could he bear it.

Shen Hanzhi finally took a step back and handed over the seat to the trembling imperial physician behind him. He felt his whole body go limp, and for a moment there was a sense of fear that he was about to lose Xia Lang.

He walked slowly to the side, and the palace man who saw him brought him a chair, Shen Hanzhi sat down, the palace man brought him a cup of soup, the heat was just right, Shen Hanzhi opened it, and drank it in small sips.

The person who brought the soup in was his absolute confidant, so he took the opportunity to whisper: "Do you still want to deal with the Wei family? The Wei family has already handed over the soldier talisman."

Shen Hanzhi stared at the bowl of soup in front of him. The carrots were crookedly cut, and there were still floating crumbs of meat in it. It didn't look like it was made by the Imperial Dining Room at all, but he especially liked this dish.

This is a habit he has developed since he entered the palace. Every time Xia Lang cooks soup for Wei Qianyi, he only takes the most essence bowl, and Shen Hanzhi silently brings the rest to his palace.

He knew that his behavior was tantamount to eating other people's leftovers, but he really couldn't help it. He wanted to know what the soup Sharan had worked so hard for, and what Sharan's love... was like.

After Xia Lang went to northern Xinjiang, Shen Hanzhi asked the imperial dining room to make soup for him every day according to Xia Lang's usual soup recipe, but on the first day after Xia Lang left, he was furious because the soup was too bad, and dealt with it. There were many people from the imperial dining room.

The cooks in the imperial dining room were originally skilled, and Xia Lang was just a beginner. How could the soup they cook not be as good as Xia Lang's?

It's just that Shen Hanzhi can't lie to himself.

Even so, he has kept this habit until now.

"Continue," Shen Hanzhi said, "The Wei family cannot stay."

At this time, the imperial physician just finished taking Xia Lang's pulse, and walked up to Shen Hanzhi respectfully.

"Mr. Shen," he didn't call Shen Hanzhi the empress, because he thought that Shen Hanzhi would not like this title. Besides, Shen Hanzhi's identity would definitely not be as simple as a queen in the future: "The emperor fell ill again this time due to depression. Do you think it is more appropriate to stay in bed for a few days, or..."

The last omission had a profound meaning. The imperial doctor looked at Shen Hanzhi with flattery, fear, and a hint of asking for credit.

Shen Hanzhi suddenly became angry, and for a moment he just wanted to throw the stewing pot at the imperial doctor.

What does this doctor mean? ? ? ! !

Did he think that he didn't want Xia Ran to survive?Want to keep him in bed?Still want his life?

The veins on Shen Hanzhi's hands were exposed, he didn't speak, but the imperial physician took two steps back in horror, knelt down and kowtowed to Shen Hanzhi: "I'm sorry...Mr.

Hearing the word "Wei Chen", Shen Hanzhi's anger that had just risen subsided inexplicably.

This was originally what the courtiers called the emperor, and he had heard it countless times.

He laughed at himself, and now everyone in the world thinks that he is going to kill Xia Ran.

That's right, the person who pushed Xia Ran to this point was indeed him.

What excuse does he have?

Wei Qian could still cry so passionately, question Xia Lang loudly, and at the end, say "I love you" loudly.

But what about him?After he said "I love you", Xia Lang was afraid for countless days, thinking that he had something to do to harm him, because he has always been like this, thinking of his own good, forcing Xia Lang to abyss.

Thinking of this, Shen Hanzhi suddenly felt relieved - why is he so angry?Everything is nothing but Sharon's own fault.

"Get up, don't knock your head off," Shen Hanzhi said to the imperial physician who almost knocked his head to the point of bleeding, "I want the emperor to be well, the day when the emperor has something to do, that's when you lose your head!"

The imperial doctor was a little stunned, he didn't expect that Shen Hanzhi would say this, there are no outsiders here, they are all from Shen Hanzhi, there is no need for Shen Hanzhi to act, so, does he really want to do what he said?

Looking at the hesitant eyes of the imperial physician, Shen Hanzhi frowned: "Hurry up!"

Then the imperial doctor hurriedly carried the medicine box and went to show Xia Lang the injury again. From this point of view, it took several times longer than before.

Shen Hanzhi's eyes were fixed on the imperial physician, for fear that the imperial physician might be a little careless, but he couldn't restrain his anger—the imperial physician didn't treat Xia Lang well at all just now!

Otherwise, why has Xia Lang been back for so long, and the wound has not healed...

and many more!

Thinking of this, Shen Han's heart moved, and he suddenly had a bad guess. He continued to stare at the imperial doctor, but his heart suddenly trembled.

In autumn, five charcoal stoves were baked in the house because of Xia Lang's body cold, but Shen Hanzhi didn't sweat a single drop.

The possibility was so frightening that it sent chills down his spine.

Shen Hanzhi's heart was surging, but he didn't dare to disturb the imperial doctor to see a doctor, he could only let the terrible guess eat his heart like an ant.

Finally, when the imperial physician put away the silver needle in front of him, Shen Han stepped in front of him.

"There is something wrong with the medicine prescribed to the emperor before, right?"

Shen Hanzhi's eyes were as cold as sharp knives, but his voice was trembling.

Seeing Shen Hanzhi's appearance, the imperial doctor was so frightened that he almost couldn't hold the things in his hands, but he didn't dare to lie: "Yes..."

"What did you put?" Shen Hanzhi said sharply, "What kind of poison did you put!"

"No!" No matter how daringly the imperial physician guessed, he would not dare to be accused of directly murdering the emperor: "Just... just put some blood-invigorating herbs..."

The imperial doctor's voice was not loud enough, and Shen Hanzhi's attention was on the imperial physician, so he didn't see Xia Lang's eyelids move suddenly.

Shen Hanzhi couldn't help shaking when he thought of Xia Lang's blood stain he saw just now.

The imperial physician wanted to say something, but suddenly saw a silver light flashing in Shen Hanzhi's hand, and at some point, Shen Hanzhi looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Mr. Shen, I'm doing this to you!" The imperial doctor felt that something was wrong and cried out sadly.

However, Shen Hanzhi no longer wanted to say a word to this person: "Procrastinate, Ling Chi."

"No!!!!!!!" The imperial physician did not expect that his play of pretending to be clever not only failed to make him a high-ranking official, but also ruined his own life: "Mr. Shen, forgive me!"

Before the rest of the words could be uttered, the imperial physician had already been taken off by the well-trained guards, and his mouth was gagged.

"Wait!" Just as the imperial doctor was about to be dragged to the door, Shen Hanzhi suddenly called out to the guards.

There was a burst of ecstasy in the eyes of the imperial physician—could Mr. Shen regret it?

"Feed him enough medicinal herbs for invigorating blood," Shen Hanzhi said coldly, "Let him also taste the feeling of continuous bleeding."

After a burst of anger, Shen Hanzhi's heart sank again.

The new imperial physician brought the medicine tremblingly, Shen Hanzhi took the medicine bowl, and personally fed the medicine to Xia Lang who was still unconscious.

But when he handed the spoon to Sharan's lips, he felt obvious rejection.

The spoon collided with the tightly closed jaw, making a crisp sound.

Shen Hanzhi finally couldn't hold the spoon in his hand, and accidentally spilled the spoonful of soup on Xia Lang's neck, and Shen Hanzhi's tears were also sprinkled down together.

He opened his mouth to say sorry, but found that he didn't deserve it.

He claims that Bingxue is smart, but once or twice, he can't even protect his beloved. Everyone thinks that he wants Wei Qianyi to die to seize power, even Xia Lang thinks so, but only Shen Hanzhi knows that he Just because of jealousy.

Because of jealousy, he killed Sharon.

Shen Hanzhi's tears fell silently, he didn't dare to cry too loudly to wake up Xia Ran, so he could only squeeze Xia Ran's jaw open forcefully, and poured the medicine into Xia Ran's mouth spoon by spoon.

[Ding, add eight to Shen Han's favorability, and the current favorability is 98]

Although Xia Lang resisted, Shen Hanzhi forced him to drink all the medicine,

Shen Hanzhi thought that Xia Lang must be terrified of himself.

The state of a comatose person cannot be deceived, and Sharan's resistance to him has already explained everything.

He got up and picked up the empty medicine bowl, looked at Xia Lang's sleeping face with frowning, and finally said: "Tear everyone down and let the emperor's shadow guard come in."

He didn't want Xia Ran to die, so he could only find someone whom Xia Ran trusted to take care of him.

Ying Ye arrived very quickly. In fact, he wanted to rest for a while at the time, but because he was so exhausted, he fell asleep until now. When he arrived, Shen Hanzhi was still holding the empty medicine bowl, staring at it intently. Sharan on the bed.

Seeing him coming in, Shen Hanzhi nodded slightly to say hello: "You take care of him."

This is their way of communicating for so many days, Yingye is already used to it, he came to Xia Lang's side familiarly, and then tucked him in the quilt, Shen Hanzhi didn't stay long, seeing Yingye's proper way, He walked out with an empty medicine bowl.

The moment the door creaked shut, Ying Ye, who wanted to get up and fetch hot water for Xia Ran, felt a small force holding him back. When she turned around, she found that Xia Ran was trying to hook him with her fingers. Tell him not to go.

Ying Ye was stunned for a moment, then hugged Xia Lang in his arms, suddenly, he felt his arms wet.

Xia Lang vomited out all the medicine that Shen Hanzhi fed him just now. Forced vomiting is not a good thing for a patient. In the end, he vomited blood, and the blood stains were stained on the snow-white silk quilt, which was shocking. .

"I'll die... Shen..." Xia Lang didn't open his eyes, but he was muttering something, Ying Ye suddenly understood what he meant, and felt his whole body go cold.

He originally thought that Shen Hanzhi cared about Xia Lang at least a little...

Xia Lang was lingering and sick for several days, finally woke up, Ying Ye and Shen Hanzhi took turns to take care of him, Shen Hanzhi did not know how to comfort his father, now no one in the palace dares to attack Xia Lang, except Shen Hanzhi himself.

When Sharon opened his eyes again, Shadow Night was in front of him.

In fact, he was not so seriously injured, but he subconsciously vomited out all the medicine and food that Shen Hanzhi sent every day. He would rather eat the food that Ying Ye stole from the imperial dining room that was not suitable for patients than Shen Hanzhi's meticulously prepared food. Congee and side dishes.

"I remember that there was an emperor in ancient times." Xia Lang looked haggard, but his strength was not bad, which may have something to do with martial arts: "To prevent others from harming him, he dared not eat things from the palace, only dared to eat the big cakes he brought. He tapped the cabbage tofu soup that Ying Ye brought: "I'm probably the same now."

"Your majesty..." Ying Ye felt sour, when did his little emperor fall to such a state?

"I will take you away," Ying Ye said, "Let's leave the palace and go to a place that no one else knows."

"You're stupid, it's impossible," Xia Lang ate the cabbage tofu in the bowl. He fell ill, and the only master in the palace was Shen Hanzhi. Not suitable for patients to recuperate: "Shen Hanzhi definitely wants my life."

He originally thought that Shen Hanzhi would let him live in the face of his old feelings, so he took the initiative to hand over the throne, but what he heard in a daze that day made him completely chill.

His clumsy acting skills still didn't fool Shen Hanzhi, and he didn't know when the Wei family handed over the soldier talisman?

No one should know that he gave the other half of the soldier talisman to Wei Qianyi, so it may naturally be the one in the hands of the general.

The two soldier talismans, one for the inside and the other for the outside, check and balance each other, but now Shen Hanzhi has completely broken this balance. Except for the remaining half of the soldier talismans to mobilize the imperial guards of the capital, other forces are already under Shen Hanzhi's control .

He no longer needs Xia Lang to "give up" the throne to him, and he is willing to keep Xia Lang in this position for a day, which is already Shen Hanzhi's kindness.

Xia Lang is now very grateful that he gave the half of the soldier talisman to Wei Qianyi, so at least he still has the power to protect himself... If you can, go to Northern Xinjiang and don't come back.

Thinking of Wei Qianyi, Xia Lang began to feel a throbbing pain in his heart again, his stomach was overwhelmed for a while, and the cabbage tofu he ate just now immediately vomited out again.

Ying Ye felt so guilty: "My lord... I'm sorry..."

"It's okay," Xia Ran smiled: "You have tried your best."

Returning to the capital after narrowly escaped death, who knew that the capital would be even more of a Hongmen banquet?His injury wasn't a big deal at first, but after more than a month, the scab hadn't healed. Coupled with the various adverse consequences caused by vomiting every day, Xia Ran felt that his life would definitely not grow anywhere.

Living... really tired.

As he thought about it, he closed his eyes and wanted to fall asleep again.

By Shen Hanzhi's side, he actually couldn't sleep at all, as soon as Shen Hanzhi's breath approached him, his body would subconsciously tense up, but he was afraid of being discovered by Shen Hanzhi, so he could only force himself to relax, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what of.

Only when Ying Ye was around, Xia Lang could sleep in peace, but he had to induce vomiting, eat, and wanted to talk more with Ying Ye, so he had even less time to sleep.

I don't know what happened to Shen Hanzhi, and I spent more and more time with him these days, and even moved the memorial to him for approval. Xia Lang didn't want to open his eyes to face him, so he had to force his eyes to pretend to be asleep, but fell asleep again. No, after repeating, Sharon's spirit has been tense, and he became thinner a week after waking up.

This day when Shen Hanzhi hugged him, it seemed like he was hugging a skeleton, without any weight at all.

He frowned tightly: "Where's the imperial doctor! What's going on, Your Majesty!?"

why?The prescriptions he asked the imperial physician to prescribe are obviously the best, why is Xia Lang's condition getting worse and worse?

The imperial doctor came to make a diagnosis, and when he felt the pulse, he couldn't help but let out a strange gasp.

"What's wrong?" Shen Hanzhi stared nervously at the imperial physician.

"Insufficient energy and blood...too much thinking..." The imperial physician raised his head and looked at Shen Hanzhi: "Young Master Shen, does the emperor eat the medicinal diet I prescribed every day?"

"I ate them all, I fed him," Shen Hanzhi said, "And he was lethargic for more than ten hours a day, how could..."

He couldn't figure it out, and the imperial physician couldn't figure out why, the imperial dining room carefully cooked all kinds of medicinal food every day, the emperor slept so long a day, how could he diagnose that he couldn't eat well or sleep well?

Shen Hanzhi suddenly had a very bad guess in his heart.

He walked out of the hall and waved out his hidden guards.

"After Yingye came today, stare at him and see what he is doing." Shen Hanzhi ordered.

In order to show respect and let Xia Ran be free, he did not send anyone to harm him when Ying Ye was around, because he believed that Ying Ye would not harm Xia Ran, but what if...

When the dark guard came back at night to tell Shen Hanzhi the result, Shen Hanzhi dropped the pen in his hand.

The ink smeared the white rice paper, and Shen Hanzhi felt his heart was twisted like a knife: "Say another word."

"The emperor vomited all the medicinal food and decoction he ate, and only ate what Lord Yingye brought from the imperial dining room." Close your eyes and wait for dawn."

Shen Hanzhi finally knew the reason why Xia Lang was getting haggard.

It was he who killed him.

He is no longer trusted by Xia Ran. The little emperor who gave him all the memorials at the beginning, now dare not even eat the food he sent. After eating under his pressure, he turned around for a while. Bursts of vomiting.

This... how much it hurts the body.

Shen Hanzhi had the urge to kneel beside Xia Lang's bed for a moment, begging for his forgiveness, and apologizing to Xia Lang over and over again, only asking him to believe that he would not harm him, but Shen Hanzhi himself knew that Xia Lang would not believe it.

Shen Hanzhi's eyes darkened: "I see, tell Ying Ye that I won't be going tonight."

Originally, he and Yingye were alone for half a day, Shen Hanzhi only had time to accompany him at night every day, during the day he had to deal with his father who kept putting pressure on him and courtiers who protested his injustice, only by Xia Lang's side, To get a good night's sleep.

But Shen Hanzhi didn't know that this half day was an unbearable torture for Xia Lang.

Shen Hanzhi suddenly had something to do, and he didn't show up in Xia Lang's bedroom for three days in a row.

"It seems to be entertaining guests," Ying Ye said to Xia Lang: "The dishes in the imperial dining room have been enriched a lot these days."

He also saw a lot of food that was more suitable for patients, so he stole some more for Sharan.

Xia Lang sneered: "Maybe they are discussing how to let me die."

"Your Majesty!" Ying Ye said as if facing a formidable enemy, "Don't talk nonsense!"

What he is most afraid of now is hearing the word "death" from Xia Ran's mouth, because he can feel that Xia Ran really doesn't have much interest.

"It's okay," Xia Lang smiled, and patted Fearful Shadow Ye's chest: "I won't die so easily."

Wei Qianyi, Yingye, the people he was worried about didn't have a good home yet, how dare he die?

Although being alive is already quite a torture for him.

When the wound on his chest finally began to scab and fall off, Sharon was already skinny, and his smooth and beautiful black hair was now shriveled.

Shen Hanzhi, who had disappeared, appeared by his side that day, his smile was still as gentle as when he first saw him: "My brother thought about the proposal you mentioned before, and I think it's not bad. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Xia Lang's eyes were a little stunned, it took a long time for Shen Hanzhi to realize what Shen Hanzhi was talking about, and he replied after a long while: "Okay."

He exchanged three orders with Shen Hanzhi with his Zen edict.

First, the guards were demoted to northern Xinjiang, and they were not allowed to enter the palace without permission.

Second, Feng Yingye was the leader of the imperial guards, enfeoffing hundreds of households in the city.

Third, let him out of the palace.

Xia Lang didn't expect Shen Hanzhi to agree so readily, and was even a little surprised for a moment: "Are you sure?"

"Sure," Shen Hanzhi's eyes darkened, and he said with a wry smile, "Don't worry, I won't break my promise."

He doesn't have any wishes now, as long as Sharon can survive, nothing else matters.

He didn't dare to see Xia Lang, because he knew that Xia Lang would have trouble sleeping and eating when he saw him, so he could only hide behind secretly, and secretly watched when Ying Ye took advantage of Xia Lang's sleep and went to the imperial dining room to steal Sharon glanced.

One day, he heard Xia Lang's dream in his whisper: "Why don't you die..."

Shen Hanzhi felt that these words should be addressed to him.

He also felt that it was time for him to die, but he couldn't die. Without him, no one would be able to protect the fragile paper-like Xia Ran.

The pressure from his father was getting bigger and bigger. The prime minister couldn't understand Shen Hanzhi's continuing to quarrel with the weak emperor. He bluntly said that if he didn't do it, he would do it himself. Shen Hanzhi had no choice but to pick up the previous Xia Lang suggestion.

On the day of Lidong, the No. 30 emperor of the next dynasty, Xia Lang, the last orthodox bloodline of the Xia family, issued a letter of guilt.

It contained hundreds of Sharan's crimes, and at the end, it said that Xialang was no longer suitable to be the emperor, so he chose to hand over this position to his queen, Shen Hanzhi, and choose a day to open an altar to worship the ancestors, so as to sue the ancestors.

Everyone was shocked by the uproarious news, so the two imperial edicts that followed seemed silent.

The general accepted the imperial edict with a smile on his face, turned around and hit Wei Qianyi on the head.

"Wake up!" He looked at his haggard son with hatred, "Are you still expecting that dog emperor to have the slightest pity for you?"

The imperial decree stated that the Wei family was relegated to northern Xinjiang, and they could not enter Beijing without a summons.

It was almost the equivalent of exile.

Wei Qianyi stared blankly at the handwriting that belonged exclusively to Xia Lang, and read it over and over again, trying to see the traces of Xia Lang's coercion, but he couldn't see it.

Sharan's notes were smooth without any pause, and the ink on the last emperor's jade seal was clear without any hesitation.

Finally, the string in his heart broke.

A ray of copper light fell from his palm, and the Tiger Talisman fell to the ground with a jingle.

"I listen to you." Wei Qianyi said hoarsely.

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