"It's a heart-clearing pill given by the government, and I take it with me. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Si Kouzhun raised his hand lightly, like a quiet deep valley and green bamboo, and said in a gentle voice. The inky eyes on his white and thin face moved slightly, with a little unnatural restraint and concern, and he said softly: "The effect of clearing the lungs and relieving cough is very good, if Your Majesty doesn't dislike it......"

His heart hung a little uneasy, after all, the person in front of him was noble, and all food, clothing, and clothing were all first-class, how could he put down his body and take this medicine from an unknown source?

How did he know, before he finished speaking, Lian Li, who was in front of him, approached with a hippie smile and pounced without any image, and swallowed the red pill with Si Kouzhun's hand in one bite.

Even the carp only felt sweet in his heart, and his mouth was full of a strange cold feeling, and the cool feeling entered his throat to suppress the sour and slightly numb medicinal taste that had been left in the esophagus. She was overjoyed, raised a smile, and smiled at Si Kouzhun with a big smile.

"The medicine given by Xiao Zhun Er must be excellent. The little emperor said seriously, jumped a step forward, turned around after standing still, looked at Si Kouzhun with his hands behind his back, smiled fully, and praised him: "The taste is excellent, and it is cool in the lungs." I am here at Kou Qing's house, and I will carry the Qingxin Pill with me in the future. ”

Is it that simple......

Si Kouzhun's hanging heart was even more uneasy for some reason.

A while ago, my father somehow knew about the Qingxin Pill he was taking, but the Prime Minister didn't ask much why he took the medicine, but just inadvertently said that the Qingxin Pill had the spiritual effect of clearing the lungs and relieving cough, and told him meaningfully before Si Kou entered the palace that as a close minister of the Son of Heaven, he should share his worries as much as possible.

For example, His Majesty was punished for copying books, and he needed to help copy them all and send them to the Master as soon as possible;

For example, His Majesty's cough has not yet recovered, and it happens that the palace maid also made a mistake when taking the medicine, so he needs to offer the Qingxin Pill he has been taking as soon as possible.

His father said that this was his duty as an attendant, and soon after, he would ask Yangguan to send someone to send his mother to the Qi State Divine Doctor for treatment...... It's something he's always dreamed of. But for some reason, looking at the unguarded expression of the little emperor in front of him, his uneasy feeling was even stronger......

It doesn't matter. This medicine was sent by my mother to Zhao Steward, and I have been taking it for more than half a month, and the cough suppressant effect is indeed good, but it has not yet been able to break the root of the disease.

It shouldn't matter.

His thoughts were complicated for a moment, and the delicate fingers hanging beside him moved slightly, and for a long time, his face remained unchanged, and the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, but he also smiled slightly. The smile was very complicated, like some regret, like some hesitation, but it was so real that even the carp couldn't understand the deep meaning.

If you can't read it, then don't read it. This is the principle that Lian Carp has always pursued.

The little palace maid who had been in trouble but was spared from punishment knelt down and left, her eyes inadvertently slid quietly over Si Kouzhun's back, floating lightly, but she swept over very quickly, and quietly relaxed her chest before leaving, as if she was rejoicing. And Lian Li, who got Si Kouzhun with a smile, was full of joy, and pulled Si Kouzhun up with one hand and jumped away.

The group left, and the sky above the stargazing high-rise was empty, only the copper bells hanging on the high eaves rang slightly.

Until dusk, somewhere in the palace, in a dark corner.

The little palace maid who had caused trouble on the stargazing tower during the day walked all the way with her head down, her steps hurriedly, until she stopped in a corner, looked around, and quickly quietly placed something in her hand under the flowers and plants, and walked away without looking back.

After a pillar of incense, the imperial guards in the palace were majestic and serious, two people in a row, ten people in a class, one of the imperial guards inspected near Qianli Lake, and suddenly a royal guard paused, covered his stomach and whispered a few words with the leader of the team with a bitter face.

"Lazy people have a lot of and pee!"

The team leader scolded in a low voice, and gave him a look to find a place to solve it. The troubled imperial guard smiled and hurriedly broke away from the team to find a corner and ran to see that the facial features were the guards who had talked to Yuan Xiang in a low voice when he was on duty at the Imperial Academy before.

The guard covered his stomach all the way, and ran as fast as he could, and when he came to a certain place, he turned a corner, but his face became extremely fast, and his shrewd eyes looked around vigilantly, and then he squatted down, pulled out a ball of paper from the grass in a few strokes, put it in his arms, and stood facing the corner of the wall with his legs apart, whistling like no one else, and sprinkling a soak of hot urine.

He glanced up comfortably in front of him, not far away in the woods, the gray walls of the towering houses without doors and windows, revealing a deserted loneliness, and looking from a distance left and right, the long walls seemed to bend slightly inward, as if there was a slight arc. The guard looked left and right, and felt that this joint location was a little unlucky, and after scolding, he fastened his crotch and hurried back to the team.

That night, the paper ball was handed over by the guards, and after several hands, it was sent out of the palace in the night, some of those hands had calluses that had been holding knives all year round, some had fish in their fingernails, and some were like young boys, and finally a pair of old hands trembled and held in the box, bypassing the fish ponds on both sides of the courtyard, and sent to the table of a middle-aged man who looked young.

Old Steward Zhao bowed and quietly withdrew.

Si Kou at the table reached out to Ming, unfolded the crumpled paper ball a few times, and his furrowed brows suddenly relaxed. He looked at the darkness across the table with a smile on his face, stood up, bowed respectfully, and said:

"Mother-in-law, you can get started. ”

"Good, good ......"

The old woman who was covered in embroidered colored threads was sitting in the dark, and she really couldn't see it if she didn't look closely, and when she heard this, she smiled evilly, and her dirty cloth clothes seemed to tremble and make a fluttering sound, and the black mist-like insect swarm entangled into a ball and flew out, and a foul smell spread.

Si Kou Xiangming saw this scene for the first time, and couldn't help but be shocked, and couldn't help but take two steps back, until his back was against the wall and he couldn't retreat, then he raised his hand to cover his mouth with a pale face and forcibly held back the feeling of nausea, but his eyes were staring at the misty swarm of insects flying out, lest one or two fall on him.

The swarm of insects gathered like a living thing, and suddenly rushed behind the old woman as if it smelled the fragrance of food, and pounced on the body of the gray-clothed young man Lin Zizhen, every piece of skin that could be reached by the eyes was full of black pressure and kept squirming, the young man Lin Zizhen did not exclaim, but was motionless like a dead thing, his face was even more dead, and his eyes were so light that they seemed to only have two beads of whites.

"Go ahead. ”

The old woman waved out one hand, with an inexplicable look of joy on her face, looking at Lin Zizhen as if she was looking at her most successful masterpiece, showing an obsessed and crazy look.

A gray-clothed young man with poisonous insects was expressionless, and after receiving the signal from his mother-in-law, he flew out of the window lightly. Lin Zizhen's figure was as strange as an arrow, and he disappeared with a few taps of the eaves under the cover of the night. The black mist-like swarm of insects surged silently, clinging to the boy's body, and then disappeared, and I don't know where it will appear.