In the Jinluan Palace, the saint is wearing a Xuandi dragon robe, wearing twelve crowns, and his body that has grown a little longer is no longer so lonely when sitting on the dragon chair, even if he just quietly does not speak, it is also eye-catching.

The hundreds of officials below were arguing, and only King Sheng and the prime minister quietly watched them perform.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness King Sheng's mood is understood, but is His Royal Highness King Sheng too much?" A white-bearded old man came out of the ranks and reported to the saint.

Unexpecting that the fire would burn on himself, King Sheng opened his slightly narrowed eyes and glanced at the old man.

"Yo, isn't this Lord Yanguan Wang? What's wrong? What did this king do to make your old man so angry? ”

There was no need to say much about the ridicule in it, and the other courtiers all quieted down when they heard King Sheng speak like this.

Lord Wang also felt that something was wrong, but after he had already said it, he couldn't retreat: "Your Highness, how many princes are also your nephews, even if they are wrong, they can't be so brutal." ”

"Brutal?" King Sheng sneered, straightened his sleeves, and yawned lazily.

"It's just a lesson for disobedient juniors, Lord Wang is really on the line." Yan Guan is such an eyeless person, what the court needs in the end, King Sheng is just a few words, and he will not do anything excessive.

Yanguan's head was sober in an instant, and in King Sheng's ridiculous gaze, he hurriedly saluted: "The minister is too talkative." ”

"It's boring." King Sheng could only sigh in defeat, and the rest of the courtiers didn't dare to say anything.

told a few things in a proper manner, and then retreated.

The saint and several important officials went to the imperial study, waiting for the palace maid to retreat, King Sheng sat lazily on the Taishi chair, the prime minister sat upright, and the Dali Temple sat with a bit of murderous atmosphere.

As for the six Shangshu, they are rarely invited to the imperial study, which can be regarded as maintaining the balance between them.

"It seems that some people are still ready to move, is there any news from Dali Temple?" King Sheng broke the silence and asked directly.

Yan Shu, the Qing of Dali Temple, glanced at King Sheng: "Slightly, there seems to be too much turnover in King Tang's mansion recently, which may be related to this, but the spies are not easy to approach, and the details are still not clear." ”

"Oh, it's my brainless brother again, it's really embarrassing, staring at him, tell me something, I'll fix it."

King Sheng's tone was sarcastic, but others didn't dare to say so, Dali Siqing answered, and sat in silence.

"Uncle Huang, in the other courtyard, what happened to the imperial brother?" The saint really didn't know much about this matter, and for his safety, there were some things that King Sheng hadn't said.

"They're fine, it's just a leg injury, so they won't be doing things in their hearts."

“…… Pretty good. "Uncle Huang and my father have been exactly the same.

The prime minister waited for him to finish speaking, and then he spoke: "Your Majesty, the matter of Northern Xinjiang has been discussed, as a proton, the eldest son of the barbarian leader and the eldest princess of the Huns, is about to enter Beijing, how to settle it?" I wonder what Your Majesty has in mind? ”

Holding his chin, the saint pondered: "This is indeed a problem, I wonder what the opinion of the Prime Minister is?" I don't have any ideas, have there been similar examples before? ”

"The best thing is marriage, the eldest princess is easy to say, but the eldest son of this barbarian leader is a little troublesome, it is better to put him in Taixue and learn the etiquette of Dayi, so that their problems will be exposed, and there will always be some collisions between different thoughts."

The prime minister's thoughts are really a bit dark.

"It's a great idea, just do it first, and then talk about it." The Holy One decisively agreed, so as not to bother.

After every time after the court, there will be such a scene, which is also to let the saint handle the affairs of the court as soon as possible, with good intentions, which can be seen in general.

The first snow finally fell in the capital, and when I woke up in the morning, the sky was vast, and the white snowflakes were scattered in the air, which was particularly beautiful.

Moved Zhan Ge to the window, looking at the scenery outside through the window, fortunately there was no wind today, otherwise Zhan Ge would have to lie on the bed.

handed the soup woman with just the right temperature to Zhan Ge, tied the robe tightly, and Yan Wushuang was relieved and sat next to him.

"How? Is it still cold? ”

Zhan Ge shook his head, in fact, he already felt a little hot, but Yan Wushuang was like this, he couldn't say it.

"It suddenly occurred to me that when I learned that I was sick, my first thought was that I was afraid that you would live alone and be too lonely, and I thought, in a few years, when you forget me, you can find someone to take good care of you."

Yan Wushuang stopped knitting a scarf for Zhan Ge and looked at Zhan Ge expressionlessly.

Zhan Ge smiled bitterly, but he didn't retract his words: "Really, no matter how uncomfortable I feel in my heart and how jealous I feel, I don't want to let you live alone in this world after I leave." So even if you have someone by your side, I can accompany you and take care of you. ”

After being silent for a while, Yan Wushuang adjusted his mood slightly, and then looked at Zhan Ge.

"You think you're doing this for me, but you're really thinking about me. If you really thought about me, you wouldn't have made yourself what you are. But now that you're a patient, I don't care about you. ”

Continuing to weave the scarf, Yan Wushuang's face was displeased, and he spoke with a little coldness.

"But you have to know. I said that Wushuang wanted to find a man, and naturally he could find it. But what I'm looking for is someone who shares my heart and is in love with each other, and I'm afraid that such a person will be difficult to find in the world. ”

Zhan Ge's eyes were soft and messy, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't stop rippling.

"That's why I can't bear it, I want to be with you, I've always been together, even if it's the end of the earth, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, I'll be by your side."

"That's pretty much it." Due to Zhan Ge's current physical condition, Yan Wushuang can't do anything, but he still wrote it down in the book.

"Actually, I didn't stop you from getting close to the Holy One at that time, and there was also this reason, although the Holy One was young, I knew in my heart that you were good to him, and no matter what the future was, he would protect you, and it was my heart."

Zhan Ge's treatment of the saint is sometimes mixed with some personal factors, but these factors are definitely not at the expense of the country's safety, and he is loyal.

Putting down the busy work in his hands, Yan Wushuang sat down next to Zhan Ge and held his hand, the palm of his hand was thick and powerful, and the slender fingers were enviable.

"How do you know that if that person is not you, he will be good to me, so you have to protect yourself so that you can really be good to me."

"I know." Although his physical strength is limited, Zhan Ge still has the strength to hold Yan Wu's hands, his smile is warm and pure, and when Yan Wushuang didn't notice it, his eyes flashed with distress.

It seems that Yan Wushuang seems to be extraordinarily calm, and her daily actions are also very steady, but only Zhan Ge understands that Yan Wushuang is like this, it is clear that she has borne a lot of responsibilities in her heart, her body has lost a lot of weight, and she looks at medical books every day, and she is extremely serious.

She was sad, and she was even more sad.

Therefore, no matter how much pain he endured, he had to heal his body and accompany her personally.

"You, just rest assured."

Neither Yan Wushuang, nor Wei Guogong nor King Sheng told Zhan Ge that some people in the court could not get specific news about him, and they had begun to spread rumors that he would die soon.

The princes who were locked up in the other courtyard were also ready to move because of such speculation.

However, these things, King Sheng told Yan Wushuang, side by side with the affairs inside the palace, just take care of it, and don't take care of the ups and downs outside.

It is estimated that they also want to take advantage of this opportunity to let the saint grow rapidly, so that they can take charge of themselves as soon as possible, otherwise, there will be more and more people doing things.

This winter passed very slowly, and there was a smell of medicine in the palace all day long, and all the doctors did not leave, and some rumors outside were even more crazy.

Yan Wushuang didn't give any explanation, and still lived his life behind closed doors. No matter how outrageous the rumors are outside, they have never been cared for.

All the people in the mansion were seriously warned, and no one brought these things to Zhan Ge to say. As for the secret guards of Zhan Ge, led by the ink merchants, they took turns to stay by the side of Zhan Ge and the ink merchants to prevent others from sneaking up.

"This medicine has an effect, this recipe is absolutely amazing, little girl, do you want to learn medical skills from me, and guarantee that it will surpass Mo Wen, an old immortal."

The three elders of the medicine castle excitedly circled around Yan Wushuang, the prescription he was holding in his hand was written by Yan Wushuang, and after all the doctors appraised it, it was finally used by Zhan Ge for a period of time, and the effect was like this.

Yan Wushuang smiled, without any impatience: "It's just a coincidence, the real power is still everyone."

"It's too modest, it's a pity that you're a female doll and married again, otherwise, I must grab the medicine castle." The more the three elders looked at it, the more pity they felt, and they were full of chagrin.

"Okay, there are still things to doll people, you have been pestering, don't let Zhan Ge misunderstand, otherwise, it will be you who will be sad."

Mo Wen ate the cake, very satisfied, and couldn't stand it anymore, so he said a cold word, which made the three elders jump to their feet directly angrily and rushed to Mo Wen to defend himself.

Others hurriedly gave Yan Wushuang a look, and Yan Wushuang couldn't help but smile and hurriedly left, sometimes I really felt that these people were too cute.

Walking out of the lake pavilion, tightening the cloak on his body, Yan Wushuang walked leisurely to the courtyard by the lake, Zhan Ge was looking at a red plum tree in the courtyard, heard the footsteps, and looked over.

Before he could speak, his eyebrows softened: "What's wrong?" What does this look like? Did the three elders say something again? ”