Chapter 120: Tired

Song Yichen's eyes were as deep as a whirlpool at this time, looking at people like this, as if he could suck people in. Wen Xiaoluo looked away, didn't want to look at Song Yichen, lowered his eyes and said, "How do I know." ”

Song Yichen didn't speak, retracted his gaze, and said indifferently: "I know what you think in your heart, in fact, as long as you say a word, I will definitely let him ......" Speaking of this, Song Yichen suddenly chuckled, and his laughter was full of self-deprecation.

Wen Xiaoluo's heart, how could he not know that the appearance of love between her and Chu Xin in her previous life was like a fish in her throat when she thought about it now. Jealous, of course he was jealous. Those should have been what he should have, but they were all ruined by his own hands......

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to Song Yu, don't worry." Song Yichen said again suddenly, with a hint of comfort in his tone. It seems that in this life, no matter what happened to her and Song Yichen, he was always the first to bow his head.

"Uh-huh." Wen Xiaoluo nodded, glanced at Song Yichen, and said, "I'll go to practice martial arts." After speaking, he left without waiting for Song Yichen to speak.

Song Yichen looked at Wen Xiaoluo's back as he left, and a touch of pain flashed in his eyes. In fact, there is not a day when he does not live in remorse, but what is the use of regretting it? What is lost is lost after all, and no matter how much he makes up for it, he can't go back to the past.

The sourness overflowed the entire tip of the nose, and I was used to it. But I didn't know that at this moment, Song Yichen actually wanted to cry a little. It's really ridiculous, it's clear that the two worlds together have reached the age of no confusion. But now that I live more and more, I want to cry like a child...... It's ridiculous......

Lu Yilou was summoned into the palace by Song Yichen, of course, this time he was secretly summoned. Now that he knows that Cao Wen's true identity is Song Yu, he has to be extremely careful in everything he does. Don't let him sense that something is wrong.

"Do you know anything about Cao Wen?" Now that time is pressing, as soon as Lu Yilou came, Song Yichen asked directly.

Lu Yilou nodded solemnly: "I basically already know, what is the emperor going to do now?" ”

"Since Song Yu is using the bottom of the kettle, let's have a tooth for a tooth."

Lu Yilou was shocked when he heard this, and pondered for a moment. Said: "But we don't have so many people ...... now" Song Yichen has been in power for a few months, and there are very few people who have been trained now, and many of them are unable to take on big responsibilities at all.

"There is no one in the court, so what about the Wind and Rain Pavilion?" Song Yichen said this lightly. Lu Yilou suddenly realized.

"But Your Majesty, the enemy is in the dark, and we are in the light, how can we know who are from the Chu State?"

"In this way, first send someone to find out the identity and background of the person with a larger official position in the army. After all, time is limited now, and then the person who was found out will be replaced quietly. As for the other little minions, take your time in the future......" Song Yichen said this, suddenly paused, thought of something, and asked, "What is the total number of people in the Wind and Rain Pavilion now?" ”

"Now there are about 10,000 people in the cabinet, and there are about 1,000 hall masters and elites."

"Enough...... You go down first and start arranging, and report anything immediately. ”

"Yes!"

After Lu Yilou left, Song Yichen called several courtiers he had cultivated since taking office. The official positions are not large. Among them, there is Fan Wen of the Tu Governor of the Four Grades, and Cheng Wenyao of the Fengtian Mansion of the Four Grades...... The rest of the official positions are too small, and looking at the entire court, they are really insignificant. But although their official positions are small, they are talented and are rare talents. When Song Yichen took office, he personally promoted them, originally thinking of slowly pulling them up, after all, they were too young. If it is easy to sit in those high positions, then it is easy to get carried away, and there is only harm to them and no benefit. But now I'm afraid I can't care so much.

There are only a few old ministers in the court. And most of them are already in the state of semi-hidden officials. Except for the few people he cultivated, he couldn't trust any of the remaining courtiers in the court......

This conversation has been talked about for a long time. It wasn't until nightfall that Wen Yao and the others left the Changxin Palace. Song Yichen said something to them, except for the few people present. I don't know. Wen Xiaoluo was also deliberately evading, and the matter involved Song Yu. If she participates in it, she is afraid that it will be difficult for her not to do something partiality for Song Yu at that time.

Song Yichen had a busy day and didn't eat. At this moment, the slender fingers sitting above kneaded the center of his eyebrows, and the look of exhaustion on his face could not be concealed. For more than a year, his body was stronger than ever. It's a lot better. But the bottom of his body is weak after all, and the busyness of the past few months has actually overwhelmed his body. At this time, Wen Xiaoluo looked over like this, and saw Song Yichen's eyes slightly closed, and his long eyelashes cast a large shadow under his eyes, looking quiet and beautiful. But his face was pale, and there was even a faint hint of an unhealthy blue......

Wen Xiaoluo's eyebrows furrowed uncontrollably, even if Song Yichen was going to die, he couldn't die at this time, otherwise what would he do if he left such a big mess? So unusually, Wen Xiaoluo approached Song Yichen's side and said in a somewhat impatient tone: "If your body can't bear it, don't hold it hard, what if something happens to Chen Guo now." ”

Song Yichen slowly opened his eyes, and for the first time there was a somewhat confused look in his eyes. He looked at Wen Xiaoluo like this, hooked the corners of his mouth half-loudly, and said a little weakly: "Don't worry...... I'm going to be fine......" He fainted before he could finish speaking.

Seeing this, Wen Xiaoluo stretched out his hand and patted Song Yichen's face gently, seeing that he didn't wake up, he was sure that he had really fainted. After a somewhat complicated glance at Song Yichen, Wen Xiaoluo turned around and went to summon the palace maid to find the imperial doctor.

Song Yichen was indeed tired, and the imperial doctor saw that there was no big problem, and prescribed some conditioning medicine. Zhu'er was arranged by Wen Xiaoluo to serve him, although Wen Xiaoluo was very reluctant in his heart, but now in a special period, lest Song Yichen have any accidents, he should feel at ease when he finds a trustworthy person to serve him. In this way, Wen Xiaoluo rested in the side hall at night.

By the time Song Yichen woke up, it was already the second half of the night. He hadn't eaten much all day and was now awakened hungry. Zhu'er saw Song Yichen wake up, exhaled happily, and then ran to find Wen Xiaoluo......

"Miss! The emperor is awake! Wen Xiaoluo was woken up by Zhu'er as soon as she fell asleep, and said helplessly when she heard her words: "Wake up, wake up, tell me what to do." (To be continued.) )