The early summer afternoon is the height of the sun, although it is only summer, but there is already a sparse sound of cicadas outside the window, listening to the inexplicable irritability in people's ears.

Compared with the heat outside, because there is a high-quality ice jade wall in the emperor's bedroom, it was taken out as early as a few days ago when it was slightly hotter, so it was very cool, like a spring morning, but at this moment, a few people in the room could still see it a little except for the floating faces, and fine beads of sweat oozed from Zhao Hai and Wan Qing's foreheads.

But Rao is like this, but the two of them only dare to stare carefully at the movements of Fusheng's subordinates, and they don't dare to make a sound, for fear that what happened will happen again.

It's been almost an hour, can this person really cure His Majesty? Both of them muttered a little in their hearts, wanting to ask, but they held back.

Just now, Wan Qing pushed the door in and went straight in, and as soon as he bypassed the screen, he saw a man in black standing in front of the emperor's couch, and the emperor seemed to be lying straight on the bed.

Wan Qing was shocked and angry, and he couldn't care about Zhao Hai, who was hurrying behind him, so he was about to step forward and ask, but before the words came out, he heard the man in Xuansheng first say coldly:

"If you want him to die, try one step closer!"

At first glance, Wan Qing saw a small snake with a body half black and half hundred lying on the emperor's arm, while the emperor lying on the bed couldn't stop gasping with his eyes wide open, and he couldn't even say half a word.

Wan Qing was furious!

When he turned around, he was about to pull out the sword on his waist and stab at Zhao Hai, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he touched the air, and Wan Qing remembered that he had surrendered his sword at the palace gate, but without the sword, it didn't mean that Wan Qing couldn't do anything to Zhao Hai.

"You scheming eunuch!"

Wan Qing shouted angrily, ignoring Zhao Hai's face in the inner court for many years, and smashed his fist towards Zhao Hai's chest.

Zhao Hairao was prepared to be furious, but he didn't expect that he would be able to insult himself like this regardless of Zhizhi, and really do it to himself.

Staggered back a few steps, and endured it so that he didn't hit the screen behind him, Zhao Hai was also angry, and said in a weird throat: "Wan Qing, our family is loyal to His Majesty, you are a reckless man who doesn't know anything, but don't lie here and deceive people too much, if something goes wrong with your Majesty, it will be the heads of all your families, and it will not be enough to make amends!"

"Loyal?!" Wan Qing approached step by step as if he had heard some nice joke: "Loyal Geng Geng, you will hide from everyone and let outsiders harm His Majesty like this? !

Seeing Wan Qing like this, Zhao Hai also let go, anyway, this face is torn, he is a person who serves the emperor in charge of the inner court, is he still afraid that he will not be able to write a book in the military department? !

Moreover...... Zhao Hai looked at the floating life behind Wan Qing with a smile on his face, the emperor's eyes were still open, so isn't it, what is happening now His Majesty actually knows it clearly......

In the end, this floating life was personally ordered by His Majesty to treat his illness, and His Majesty personally opened his mouth to hide it from the hundred officials, no matter what he did, there was nothing wrong with it, if His Majesty woke up, he would uphold justice for himself, but now, it is a good opportunity to pull this Wan Qing off the horse who doesn't know what to do......

The decision has been made, Zhao Hai no longer hesitated, and the previous anger and anxiety were also suppressed, and he sneered: "If Lord Wan really thinks that Mr. Fusheng is hurting His Majesty, as a courtier, why don't you directly save the driver, but have time to talk about something here with me as a minion! Is it the safety of His Majesty that is important, or is the Lord himself afraid, afraid of taking his own life, but wants to put the blame on the old slave?"

That's it, before Wan Qing could refute, Zhao Hai changed to a tone of grievance and patience and said: "The old slave knows that Lord Wan has always disliked the old slave, and it is also appropriate to take this opportunity to eradicate dissidents, but now Lord Fusheng is treating His Majesty, but Lord Wan is so unforgiving, he doesn't even believe in His Majesty's holy oracle, so he has to come to see what is going on.

"If there are three long and two short, that is, Lord Wan is willing to spare the life of the old slave, and the old slave will also follow His Majesty to serve to the end; ”

Wan Qing didn't expect that he listened to the words of the man in black called Fusheng, for fear that he would come forward and anger him and harm the emperor, so he turned around and settled accounts with Zhao Hai, but he didn't want to be beaten upside down like this.

If you can't say it, you can't say it, where does such a traitorous person need to talk to him!

Wan Qing waved his fist and was about to hit Zhao Hai, but he heard a small voice: "Stop...... Stop......!"

Wan Qing's fist stopped in mid-air, and he was stunned, but he saw Zhao Hai kneeling on the ground and walking towards the bed, and shouted in his mouth: "Your Majesty!"

However, before he arrived, he was stopped by Fusheng: "No matter how noisy and noisy it is, you can wait for him to clean it up." ”

With these words, Emperor Sheng Zhao on the bed let out a cry of pain.

With this sound alone, Zhao Hai covered his mouth, for fear of making a little noise, but fortunately, Fusheng did not drive the two out like before, so Zhao Hai and Wan Qing could only watch the Fusheng heal the emperor nervously and apprehensively.

Fusheng was amused in his heart, looking at the secret fighting spirit of this pair of enemies, his eyes fell on the spirit snake for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief.

The entire body of the spirit snake had turned completely black, and when he took the spirit snake and re-inhaled it, the emperor could already make a sound, and even felt the pain, which showed that his healing had already had an effect.

But...... Looking at the black venom on the ink tray on the side, Fusheng frowned slightly:

With such a powerful poison and so many doses, didn't anyone in the palace diagnose that the emperor was poisoned because of poison......ing?

Seeing the sunset coming in from the outside, the body of the spirit snake was no longer black, and Fusheng stood up at this time, stretched his waist to remove the spirit snake from the emperor's arm, and sucked the venom again with an ink tray before putting the spirit snake into a green jar in his arms.

This time, I'm afraid that within three months, I won't be able to use the spirit snake to suck poison anymore......

However, as long as the silver beads are fine, that qiē is worth it.

Thinking of this, the corners of Fusheng's lips curled, and he said to Zhao Hai and Wan Qing, who were terrified and couldn't speak: "Your majesty is fine, just rest for a while." ”

Looking at the emperor who was half soaked with sweat on the bed, but no longer breathing, Zhao Hai hurriedly stepped forward, took the emperor's hand and cried: "Your Majesty...... 陛xià...... You can scare the old slave to death!"

Wan Qing is a person who has stayed in the barracks, so naturally he will not look like a little daughter-in-law like Zhao Hai, so he got up and walked to the emperor's bed before kneeling down.

Outside the emperor's dormitory, Lord Lin looked at the sun that had already set halfway, and spoke to Yu Linwei in front of the dormitory for the fourth time: "This official and your lords have been waiting for almost two hours, even if you don't help us return, but there is no sound in it for so long, please help us come forward to check it, otherwise if something really happens, can you afford it? If you still don't allow it, then don't blame me for breaking in." ”

In the end, Lord Lin was born in Hanlin, and Lord Lin still maintained the etiquette of a civil official, but the eagerness and persecution in those words were no longer concealed.

Yes, if something really happened to the emperor, could the person present afford it? But there are still old husbands and mothers in his own family, and he has not enjoyed a single day of happiness......

Thinking of this, the guard finally let go, raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute, my lord." ”

However, at the same time, the door that had been tightly closed by Zhao Hai for a whole afternoon since Wan Qing broke in finally opened slowly.