Zou Shang entered the palace and went to see the emperor, and Zhao Ji was just leaning on the couch at this time, silently looking at the Luo girl who was massaging his hands.

It's a shame that she was calculated when she first entered the palace, and the residual poison in her body has not been plucked out so far, if she was fine at that time, she would have a big belly at this time, where is there still the matter of those two little cubs.

But now, even if her body is well-raised, she is afraid that she will not be able to do anything.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji moved with difficulty, but his body was like a thousand catties, so he had no choice but to give up.

Once upon a time, he drove the expedition in person, and his majesty made Hu Lu frightened, but now, he can only watch his hands tremble, and he can't even get out of this room.

He sighed, and sighed again.

The Luo family girl slowly raised her head, and her sheared eyes were facing Zhao Ji's old and dry eyes.

"The Emperor's ......" Luo's daughter did not wear makeup, but she was not bland, but a little poignant.

Zhao Ji tugged at the corners of his mouth, now there are many people outside the palace who are looking forward to his death, and if he dies, he will be able to choose one of the two little cubs to ascend the throne.

Zhao You and Zhao Yi wished that he was dying, and it was far easier to deal with children than with him.

But he doesn't want to die, this throne was earned by him with a lot of hard work, how can he give it up? What's more, it is not his own blood and blood that will succeed to the throne.

Looking at the young face of the Luo family, Zhao Ji smiled, he was really confused, but he was just sick, he would not admit defeat, no, in the history books of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the names left behind him can only be his descendants!

"Give me ...... Dancing ......"

Hearing this, the Luo girl stood up, swung her waist, and danced beside the dragon couch.

Zhao Ji looked at him silently, his cloudy eyes seemed to be alive, what a young body, a flesh-and-blood body, such a body, if he couldn't give birth to a dragon son for me, wouldn't it be a waste?

At this time, the chamberlain came in: "Your Majesty, Commander Zou has arrived." ”

Zhao Ji snorted and said to the Luo family: "You...... Stand down......"

Luo's daughter gave a salute and stepped back to go out, and outside the door, she saw Zou Shang with a solemn expression.

This is Zou Shang, the current commander of the Jinyi Guard, the one who caught Lang Shiwen.

When she returned to the warm pavilion where she lived, Imperial Physician Chen arrived and gave her a pulse of peace as usual.

"Doctor, I seem to have some energy in the past two days." She said.

Imperial Physician Chen lowered his voice and said: "Luo Niangzi, your relatives outside the palace asked the lower officials to tell you that the medicine can no longer be used, you must take care of your body, stay in the green mountains, and be afraid of no firewood." ”

The Luo girl tugged at the corners of her mouth and smiled a little bitterly.

The relatives outside the palace in the mouth of Imperial Physician Chen will naturally not be the official media Luo family.

In fact, she never understood why the lady who had only heard her voice and had not seen her liked to claim to be her relative.

A person like her, if she really has relatives like the Qin family, I'm afraid she can't do anything about it.

As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea.

"The emperor's eyes scared me just now, and I saw that he was going to eat me." Luo's daughter remembered Zhao Ji's appearance when she watched her dance, and there was an indescribable weirdness in her heart.

Imperial Physician Chen frowned slightly, not knowing how to answer. He's just helping to get the word across, and nothing else can help.

But he still took this sentence out, and in the evening, Luo Jinyan knew.

Although she was unwilling, she still forced herself to remember the events of her past life.

In her previous life, when Zhao Ji watched her dance, what did she look like?

Definitely not to eat her look.

A man like Zhao Ji, if he can see in his eyes that he wants to eat himself, it definitely has nothing to do with eroticism and sex.

What was Zhao Ji thinking?

Luo Jinyan suddenly felt an inexplicable fear, she fidgeted and simply walked around the house.

Zhao Ji will not be defeated, when he was just an inconspicuous prince, he did not admit defeat, and was regarded as a puppet by the Empress Dowager Dou, and he was still indomitable.

How could such a person endure to give away the great fortune he had so hard to get because he had no queen?

No, as long as Zhao Ji still has a breath, he will not allow it.

A thought rose in Luo Jinyan's heart, she shook her head, not letting herself think about it, but the thought became more and more real, so real that it made her want to vomit.

She sat down in the rose chair in a daze, and it took a few moments to come to her senses.

Would Zhao Ji do that?

Maybe, maybe not.

Luo Jinyan shuddered.

Zou Shang reported to Zhao Ji what he saw and heard in the camp in Xishan, and added: "On the way back to Beijing, the minister received information that it was rumored that Yan Anbo and Xiaoyong Hou had old grudges, and Shen Yan, the son of Xiaoyong Hou, was injured in Yulinwei, and it was also related to Yan'anbo's people. ”

Yan'an Bo and Marquis Xiaoyong have old grudges, Zhao Ji knows it, if he doesn't even know these grievances between the nobles, how can he balance the court.

He has never been optimistic about Yan'anbo, but now that there is no one who can lead the troops, he has to acquiesce to the cabinet to bring Yan'anbo out.

But this person is too ignorant of the sky, at this time, shouldn't you try your best to speak for the brave Hou and get the favor of the guards of Jingji?

There are really no tigers in the mountains, and the monkeys are kings.

The generals who can fight are all outside, if you don't need Yan'anbo, before the Marquis of Xiaoyong doesn't come back, who will Jingji hand over?

Zhao Ji's head began to hurt again, closed his eyes, and said nothing.

He fell asleep in a daze, opened his eyes, and saw that Zou Shang was still kneeling beside him, and then remembered that he didn't let Zou Shang retreat.

"Pass on my decree and let Huo ......" He wanted Huo Ying to enter the palace, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered that Huo Ying had been sick for a long time.

"Then pass on to Jiang Ning." He said helplessly.

After receiving the order, Jiang Ning did not dare to slack off, and while sending someone to take care of Yan'anbo, he prepared a horse to enter the palace.

At this moment, a small soldier ran in: "My lord, the prince of Yan'an has brought people to break into the camp!" ”

Breaking into camp? Is that to save his father?

Jiang Ning laughed, this was what he was waiting for.

"Pass the order, don't resist, let the prince of Yan'an snatch people away."

Jiang Ning entered the palace two hours later than expected, his hair was messy, and the clothes on his body were torn a few times, so he met Zhao Ji in full view of everyone.

"Your Majesty, it's useless to be a minister, the minister didn't hold the camp in Xishan, the prince of Yan'an attacked the camp, and the minister fought with his life to escape, the emperor, the emperor!"

Jiang Ning lay on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

Zhao Ji never expected that when he summoned Jiang Ning into the palace, it would be such a scene.

"Yan'an Bo...... The Son? He asked.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the prince of Yan'an Bo Shizi brought hundreds of people over, all of them are elite soldiers and strong generals, and they all blame the ministers for taking them lightly, I didn't expect them to be so bold, the ministers should die, the ministers should die!"