Chapter 167: Scarring, Red
"All the adults are the humerus of Great Xia, and now is the time to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, this palace salutes you with a cup, and the Great Xia is prosperous!" The queen picked up the table and got up, and it was still empty next to her, and the emperor was afraid that he would send Qi Chongyi back. It is also ridiculous to leave this full hall of ministers. The queen raised it to her lips and covered it with a sneer and mockery
"The Great Xia is at its peak, and the queen's mother is Chitose Chitose Chitose" The queen took the initiative to give this face, and the ministers below still knelt and broke their legs.
When he knelt down with the emperor, it was the full hall that knelt down, and the queen herself knelt down only four-fifths, after all, there were still some princes among these people. Even so, the queen is very satisfied, they are attached to a man, and the status, power, and glory all come from this man, such a condescending scene, everyone bows down, and when there is one less person next to her, the queen squints.
Compared to a man's favor, maybe the power is more popular with her, don't worry that the power will favor others, don't be afraid of being left out, don't force yourself to look at the newcomer and laugh, how good is this!
People always have to grasp something in this life, she can't catch a man, and her status is absolutely not shaken by others. At this moment, the queen began to be paranoid about her status
What's more, the queen's heart is detached from the warmth of her husband and becomes weak, when a woman is not trapped in love, there is much more, not to mention that at this moment, the queen stands in her own position, and the scene of standing side by side with the emperor is drawn from the memories one after another.
At the beginning, she was able to be proud and self-pitying, and she was satisfied only because she could stand by that person's side.
And at this moment, in addition to being obsessed with status, the queen realized how good the scenery was. 10,000 people bow down! No wonder that seat has been so obsessed with people since ancient times, and every step has been stepped on the throne with a lot of white bones.
This seat ......
Yu'er
The queen remembered her son again, and this seat should have been her son's! The queen pinched her fingers. Is she still holding up a generation of emperors?
Wei Xiaoxiao was held in Feng Yu's arms and walked out of the courtyard. Wei Xiaoxiao shrank in Feng Yu's arms and covered her face, still with tears but as if she had lost her soul.
Feng Yu hugged her and went to the dragon, Li Dezhong hung his head and led a group of palace people to follow the dragon, while wiping the sweat on his forehead, he asked people to ask for a doctor, although the emperor's face could not be seen in such a dark. But he still knew that the emperor was really angry tonight.
When he arrived at Zhaochun Palace, Feng Yu hugged Wei Xiaoxiao and strode down the dragon into the palace gate. Yun Yan and the others saw that their master was brought in by the emperor, and they were not surprised that the emperor actually came to Zhaochun Palace on Chinese New Year's Eve. I saw the blood on my master's clothes, and my face was panicked for a while.
It's just that the emperor came, and before he had time to kneel down to say goodbye, he heard the emperor's deep voice, "Go and bring hot water" Yunlan, who had just knelt down and didn't have time to get up, was pulled up by Li Dezhong, "Go." Just go. Don't delay."
Yunlan saw this situation and knew that she was afraid that something had happened to her master, so she stood up and ran out, Li Dezhong looked at the emperor who had already carried people into the inner room, and greeted the kneeling few people, "Come in and serve"
I walked in quickly.
Feng Yu put the person on the bed, looked at the person with his eyes closed for a while but didn't know what to do, there were two long blood marks on his white jade-like cheeks, half of his face was covered with blood, and the wound was hideous on this face with a strange demon.
Yun Lan brought in a basin of water with a handkerchief and a few other people, and saw the wound on Wei Xiaoxiao's face at a glance. was so shocked for a while that he forgot that the emperor was still here, and Qi Qi exclaimed, "Master......"
Yun Lan looked at the emperor who was sitting expressionlessly. Look at the master on the bed again, or say carefully, "Your Majesty, the slave maid cleans up for the master?" ”
"Bring it over" A low voice rang out in the inner room, with low air pressure
Yunlan Wenyan hung his head and knelt down in front of the bed with a basin, and the handkerchief was taken by Feng Yu, so a few clouds could only watch the emperor wipe his master's face inside. Although I am a little worried about the emperor's proficiency in doing this, I really dare not be presumptuous in front of the emperor at this time.
Yun Lan turned over lightly and motioned for them to do something, the master was lying on the bed, his face was full of blood, and he didn't know if it hurt anything. What's more, there is a little master in the master's belly.
The others were just worried about what happened to the master, and a few people were also the ones who took care of the matter, so they naturally had to do what they should do. Tonight is the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet, but the emperor came back with the master, I don't think he will stay for a long time, not to mention that the emperor has come to the imperial doctor, and it must not be far away.
It's just that the injury is on the face, and the master wants to come to Zhizhu in his hand, what is the situation this time, and Yun Xia? Why didn't you come back?
Feng Yu twisted the handkerchief over and over again and gently wiped the blood stains on Wei Xiaoxiao's face, but he didn't dare to touch the wound, the blood stains on it coagulated, and only after the blood stains were wiped clean did Feng Yu twist the handkerchief and gently put it on the wound, the bloodstains still had to be cleaned up, so that the doctor could deal with it.
"Girl, girl, the old man knows that you are worried about your master, but you still have to go step by step along the way......" Imperial Doctor Zhang gasped and said with a wry smile, this Qi Chongyi is really full of disasters
Imperial Physician Cheng, who followed next to him, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and the emperor hadn't gone back when he came out.
"Let's go......"
Yun Xia also knew that it was already difficult for the two young imperial doctors to trot with her, but the master of her family didn't know what the situation was, not to mention that the master was more than one person.
"It's too hard, but my master doesn't know how...... It's the slave who is anxious."
The two imperial doctors also stopped talking and hurried as hard as they could, and when they entered the palace gate, the two of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then he hurriedly entered the inner room, and saw the emperor pinching the handkerchief, but he was shocked, but he just lowered his head and asked "The old minister knocks to see the emperor"
"Check the pulse!" The two words that landed sounded, with a cool air
The two of them hurriedly knelt down on the side of Wei Xiaoxiao's bed, Feng Yu reached out and gently swung Wei Xiaoxiao's hand to the side of the bed, and put a veil for her. Imperial Physician Zhang put his hand on it lightly, and his face was slightly condensed
"If you go back to the emperor, Master Qi was frightened and moved by the fetus, and I am afraid that it will be red. Fortunately, Master Qi's health is good, so it is not a big problem, and after that, he can only cultivate in bed" Imperial Doctor Zhang lowered his head and reported that he had tossed back and forth for so long, it seems that this prince is a blessed person, and ordinary women can endure such a toss. Looking at the wound on his face, I also know that this time the incident is not small
It was also injured on the face......
Doctor Cheng pinched the handkerchief and looked at Wei Xiaoxiao's face carefully, with such a depth, it is impossible to leave a scar.
"Back to the emperor's words, the wound on Master Qi's face ...... I'm afraid I'm going to have a scar" Considering their tone, the two imperial doctors spoke a little cautiously (to be continued. )