I have a cold and fever, so I'll change this chapter tonight, good night

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The little emperor's shoulder hit the overturned table, he screamed in pain, his eyes were red and glared at Jiang Yan, and he scolded angrily: "Bastard! You can't rebel! Grab me! Darn! ”

Of course, the guards outside the door could hear the emperor's roar, but they were all people cultivated by Huo Shijiu, and they also knew the emperor's trust in Huo Shijiu, and they also knew the recent changes in the emperor after taking medicine.

"The emperor is still calm, calm and calm. You are like thunder for a little medicine, you can still be considered a Mingjun?! You are worthy of A-Ying's dedication to you over the years! Jiang Yu squatted in front of the emperor, looked at him at eye level, and said coldly: "If the emperor is not angry, he will not only be sorry for the people who have paid for you all these years, but also sorry for the emperor!" A-Ying is reluctant to come with you, but I can't watch you indulge. It's a gentleman, you just get through it! If you don't know how to control and indulge yourself, then who else can help you! ”

Jiang Yu's words are extremely heavy for an emperor who has been depressed for a long time.

Since the little emperor practiced Zuo, he has always been a "nest and bag" life, depressed to this day, and used all his efforts to eradicate the spies around him and returned to live in the palace, but he had thin arms that could not twist the thighs of the British duke, and he could not pro-government, and he had to continue to pretend to be mixed, and he was instigated by the British duke to use such medicine.

Even if he has great revenge, Hai Shen's mind is already on the verge of collapse under such a depressing environment. Jiang Yu and Huo Shijiu both knew. Whether it's Wushisan or the kind of extra medicine that makes the emperor addicted. It's just a temptation. The suffocation he had accumulated over the years had already boiled like magma. There was only one breakthrough, and it erupted.

His irritability, venting and whipping concubines, are all good.

The little emperor shook his head, his hair scattered and struggled, "Let go, let go!" ”

Huo Jiu's heart was like being burned by a red-hot soldering iron, and he hated to hold his breath on the spot. Don't look at the tortured little emperor. He is the monarch, but also the child he grew up with, although the little emperor insisted on calling him the eldest brother, but he bowed to the first emperor, and in his heart he was the little emperor as a son and nephew, and he naturally couldn't stand it when he saw the distressed child suffering.

"Girl, the emperor is struggling like this...... Can you tie it loosely, I'm afraid I'll hurt him. Huo Nineteen's voice was hoarse.

Jiang Yu shook her head: "If you don't eat some pain, how can you remember it for a long time." ”

Ye Cheng's shirt was not covered. The face was staggered with whip marks and stained with blood. Seeing that Jiang Yu and Huo Shijiu dared to treat the emperor like this, they shook their throats and scolded: "Jiang Yan, you are so bold!" Do you dare to treat the emperor like this, aren't you afraid of being beheaded all over the house! You still don't let the emperor go! ”

turned around and turned to a flattering smile at the little emperor: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the concubine is here, and the concubine will save you." ”

Ye Cheng's smile on his bloodstained face was not beautiful, but it was even more terrifying than a ghost.

But whether it is ugly or not, the little emperor has no heart to appreciate it, he curled up and shrunk into a ball, trembling all over, whimpering and scolding incoherently, and then seemed to have lost consciousness, but a pair of eyes were still half open, his body twitched from time to time, and he unconsciously scolded some unbearable ones.

By the time the little emperor was completely quiet, it was already early in the morning.

Jiang Yu and Huo Shijiu untied his body together, and together with Jing Tong, they lifted the person onto the soft couch and covered the silk quilt. As for Ye Cheng, who was scarred, he was curled up in the corner with a quilt.

She wanted to leave, but she also knew that she couldn't break out, and she wanted to make a big deal out of it, and seeing that Huo Shijiu and Jiang Yu had even tied up the emperor, she had the intention of rebelling, and it was useless to argue a few words by herself.

She could only wait. Wait for the emperor to make decisions for her.

After settling the little emperor, Jiang Wei rubbed her eyebrows tiredly. Huo Shijiu pulled her to find an arhat bed with a thick mattress in the side hall and sat down, and asked Jing Tong to prepare a charcoal basin to carry it. In the rainy night, the cold wind gusted in the empty hall, and the silver frost charcoal in the charcoal basin was blowing red light.

Jiang Yu leaned on Huo Shijiu's shoulder and said, "A-Ying, what are you thinking?" ”

Huo Jiu shook his head and tightened his arms around her.

He didn't say it, and Jiang Yu could vaguely guess the worry in his heart.

Today she was bold and reckless, not only slapped the emperor's mouth, but also tied up the emperor and scolded him.

"I know what you're thinking. When the day dawns and the emperor is sober, look at what the emperor is saying, you don't have to worry so early. Jiang Wei smiled lightly: "If the emperor is to blame, I will be punished." ”

Huo Jiu shook his head again and sighed, "You don't have to worry, I will protect you." I'm not worried about that, either. I just ......"

He couldn't tell how he felt in his heart. Similar to frustration, or melancholy, disappointment, and confusion?

How can a man say that he is tired in front of his wife, and how can he show the side of his heart that he thinks he should not be seen.

But even if Huo Jiujiu didn't say it, Jiang Yu understood.

For the little emperor, Huo Nineteen is like a master and a father, they have been twisted into a rope for many years, and they have endured many hardships and ups and downs, and Huo Nineteen's hope for struggle is all for the little emperor, but now the little emperor is dyed with five stones. With such a gap, how could Huo Nineteen not be lost.

The two sat in silence with each other. Jiang Yu fell asleep unconsciously, and when she woke up, it was already dark.

Finding that she was still on the Luohan bed in the side hall, her body was not only covered with a thin quilt, but also covered with Huo Shijiu's big hat, Jiang Yu sat up suddenly.

The hall was very quiet, there were no palace people to serve, and through the window screen, it was faintly visible that the people waiting outside the window were still those people, and there was no other change from when they came last night.

Because of this, the sound of dialogue in the direction of the main hall is particularly clear.

"Your Majesty, the ministers deserve death. Please ask the emperor to punish the sins of his ministers. "It's Huo Nineteen.

"You are guilty, where did I think that my big brother Ying would treat me like this. Not only did I die. I'm still tied up! Disrespect. Dare to rebel and bully the king, have I been too indulgent to you all these years! The little emperor's voice was very angry, and he was still inhaling and exhaling as he spoke, as if the wound was painful and unbearable.

Then Huo Shijiu's respectful voice came: "The emperor will govern the capital crime of the minister, if it goes on like this, seeing the emperor go downhill step by step, the minister is better than dead." The ministers were ashamed of the former emperor, and they also wanted to go down to ask the former emperor for their guilt. ”

"You ......"

Jiang Yu heard this. I can't bear it anymore. Huo Nineteen was so depressed and frustrated, wasn't it caused by this uneasy guy? For the sake of his imperial hegemony, hasn't her family A-Ying sacrificed enough? Not good enough?

Jiang Yu came to the main hall with Huo Nineteen's big coat, and saw Ye Cheng lying on the ground trembling with a thin quilt. And the little emperor sat in the first place in a righteous manner, and Jing Tong served and rubbed the medicinal wine on his shoulder.

Huo Nineteen knelt straight on the ground.

Seeing Jiang Yu appear, the little emperor became even more angry, and snorted: "My good sister, that's how she slaps me!" ”

Jiang Wei chuckled and draped the big coat on Huo Nineteen's shoulders, and then lifted the hem of her skirt and knelt beside Huo Nineteen. said: "The emperor wants to sin, and the concubine doesn't dare to complain." The concubine didn't dare to say that the fingerprints on the emperor's face and the scars on his body were not caused by me. It's just that the concubine wants to ask the emperor. Do you want to be a wise king, or do you want to be a dead king. ”

"You're so daring!" The little emperor got up angrily and pushed Jing Tong's hand away. The medicinal oil in Jing Tong's hand almost spilled on the ground.

The little emperor walked quickly in front of Jiang Yu, clenched his fists angrily and said: "I work hard, endure humiliation, outsiders don't understand, it's just a matter of questioning and discussing, how can even you ask such a stupid question!" ”

Jiang Wei said: "What the emperor did, the concubine really admires, if it is replaced by another person, it may not have the emperor's mind and forbearance." But you have endured it for so many years, and you have done it all by pretending to be crazy and stupid outside, and you can bear such humiliation, why did you lose to a medicine now? Have you forgotten that the road you have traveled over the years has been paved with the blood of many people, and it is the people you care about who have sacrificed a lot in exchange. If you work hard for many years and are ruined by the gangsters with a lot of medicine, the emperor, the concubine is willing to accept the guilt with A-Ying, so give us death. So as not to feel distressed when looking at an uncompetitive emperor. ”

Jiang Yu said that the little emperor's face was red and white for a while, if he killed the person in front of him, he would become an ungrateful faint monarch who did not distinguish between black and white, and he himself knew that the Chinese medicine addiction was coming, and it was difficult for him to control his own feelings. I can't kill everyone to vent my anger.

But so mercilessly...... really didn't save him any face.

Huo Jiujiu sighed and said, "Your Majesty, does your body still hurt?" ”

The little emperor looked at Huo Shijiu's handsome face, feeling his concern, a wave of warmth welled up in his heart, and his cheeks were also hot.

It was difficult to control himself with such a drug, and most of the time he felt that he couldn't face Huo Shijiu.

"It's okay." The little emperor said helplessly: "You all get up." ”

Jiang Wei raised her eyebrows. Fortunately, the little emperor is not a faint monarch, and he is still conscious at this time.

She stood up and looked at Ye Cheng, who was also wearing a quilt to get up.

The little emperor said, "Send Ye Jieyu back." ”

Ye Cheng was beaten yesterday, and when he saw that the emperor had finally returned to normal, he said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, you remember to come to see the concubine." ”

Stupid!

Jiang Yu hated to kick Ye Cheng. At this time, it should be hoped that the emperor can't remember her to be safer, right? Could it be that she didn't know anything about herself, and she didn't know that she didn't pay attention to see the side of the emperor that she didn't want to show to others the most? I saw what I shouldn't see, and I knew what I shouldn't know. This son actually dares to continue to invite pets, I really don't know whether to live or die.

After years of friendship, Jiang Wei didn't want to watch Ye Cheng die.

She also thought about avoiding this level for the time being, and how to discuss a way with Huo Shijiu to let Ye Cheng leave the palace safely.

But seeing that there was a flash of anger in the little emperor's eyes, Jiang Yu knew that she couldn't save Ye Cheng.

The emperor may not let Ye Cheng leave this room. (To be continued......)

PS: I recommend this book, the title of the book is "Baiwei Ji". Author: Snow Fairy 01.Introduction: Crossing into a small peasant girl, skillfully preparing soup, allowing you to sit on the food and laugh at the marriage