He Zhizhou refused to go to the court, but the regent's absence from the court meeting that he had never been absent for no reason made many people mumble in their hearts.

The regent and his family are naturally panicked, this good person is sick if he is sick, it must be a great illness, otherwise according to the regent's temperament, even if he is sick, he will not be able to get up, and someone will carry the sedan chair to the court. When everyone thought about it like this, they felt more and more that it was not good. Some of these people took refuge in the regent, some came to the regent, and some were forced to come by the regent's prostitution and authority. But no matter which one it is, in the hearts of the little emperor and the courtiers, they have already been labeled as regents.

Therefore, once the regent really has something in case or misfortune, which makes the little emperor's family stronger, they are only afraid that their lives will be worried!

Although they don't know what illness the regent can't go to, they all wish that the regent was as sick as possible, and simply died of illness to take advantage of their wishes.

After the dispersal of the dynasty, the civil and military officials walked out in twos and threes with sorrow or joy, only the young prime minister Zong Zhengming, who won the sacred heart, waited a little, and then a little eunuch respectfully came over to invite him, "Master Zong, Your Majesty announced that you will be seen in the palace of diligence." ”

Zong Zhengming is only twenty-four or five years old, and he is also a personable talent, gentle and amiable, and often laughs before speaking, even if he has a very gentle attitude towards the internal supervisor, "I am tired of my father-in-law." ”

The little eunuch was flattered, and said that he didn't dare, and led Zong Zhengming to the Qinzheng Palace.

When Zong Zhengming arrived at the Qinzheng Palace, he saw that the little emperor was rubbing his hands excitedly, and kept walking from one end to the other, and when he saw Zong Zhengming coming, he couldn't wait for him to finish his salute, so he pulled him up and asked excitedly: "Master Zong, but your people have succeeded?" ”

The little emperor was born very thin, although he was already sixteen, he was still like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, standing in front of Zong Zhengming, more than a head shorter than him. A bright yellow and majestic dragon robe was worn on him, which seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and his back was a little rickety. His face was very pale, with a faint blue in the paleness, although his eyebrows were delicate, but he lacked the unique vigor and vitality of young people, and he looked weak and sick.

Zong Zhengming lowered his eyes and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, it's not a man sent out by Weichen. ”

The little emperor frowned, and the joy on his face froze, "It's not Aiqing's handiwork, who is it?" Up and down this beam, who else can hurt him? ”

"Your Majesty really thinks the regent is injured?" The little emperor is already sixteen years old, but he is still so breathless, listening to the wind is rain, such a temperament, even if there is no regent, he will be controlled by others.

Zong Zhengming couldn't help but shake his head in his heart, but secretly said that if it weren't for the little emperor's temperament, he wouldn't have been able to sit in the position of prime minister at a young age.

The little emperor was taken aback when he heard this: "Isn't he injured?" Why is that why you can't even go to court? No, since I ascended the throne, my imperial uncle has not been absent from the court meeting for a single day. If he couldn't get up, why wouldn't he even come to the court? He was strong and strong, and he didn't even have a single illness, so if he wasn't suddenly injured, or if he was seriously injured, how could he not go to court? ”

He said to himself, unconsciously walking around in front of Zong Zhengming, and couldn't help but nervously put his fingers into his mouth and kept biting.

Zong Zhengming looked at such a little emperor, shook his head in his heart, but said softly: "Your Majesty don't be too nervous, the regent is not only your imperial uncle, but also an important minister in the court, and he was absent from the court meeting for no reason, Your Majesty is very worried, so he sent the imperial doctor to the regent's palace, and it is also because Your Majesty cares about the regent." ”

In this way, whether the regent is injured or sick, or just pretending to be sick, will always reveal the truth.

The little emperor's eyes lit up, "What Aiqing said is very true, I will announce that the imperial doctor will come." is still Aiqing resourceful, if I don't have Aiqing's assistance by my side, it will really be difficult to move an inch. ”

While instructing someone to arrange for the imperial doctor to go to the regent palace to investigate, the little emperor did not hesitate to praise Zong Zhengming.

Zong Zhengming smiled slightly, there was no arrogance on his face, he was still so peaceful and respectful: "Your Majesty is falsely praised, as a courtier, you should have shared your Majesty's worries and solved problems." Wechen is only afraid that his ability is not enough, and he can't make His Majesty worry-free. ”

The little emperor sighed with emotion, "Aiqing, don't be presumptuous, if it weren't for Aiqing's bothering to plan for me, I'm afraid I'm just a puppet who can be kneaded by others." Thanks to Aiqing, I was able to catch my breath. ”

Zong Zhengming is still respectful, "Weichen is afraid." ”

……

He Zhizhou naturally knew that his absence would make the people in the court panic and have their own thoughts. It's the first day, and maybe some of them will be able to hold their breath. After a long time, someone will lose his breath.

Before he could wait a little longer, someone came to the palace to ask for an audience. Whether it is the regent faction or the royalist faction, who doesn't want to enter the palace to find out some truth, but He Zhizhou's orders are all gone, and he only asks He Mo to send people away.

He Mo still couldn't enter the house, and only replied outside, "Lord Wang, everyone has been dismissed." It's just that in this way, it makes those people more and more confused. ”

only said that the prince was sick and didn't see anyone, and those different expressions made He Mo a little worried.

"What's the matter?" He Zhizhou's mood seemed to be quite calm at this time, and his lazy voice came out casually, "It also allows this king to take the opportunity to see more clearly, which people are usable and which people are unusable, it is at this time that he can see more clearly." ”

The news that he is seriously ill will definitely cause people's hearts to fluctuate, and he just wants to take the opportunity to see how these people will move once they can't hold their breath.

Holmer was a little worried, "Wouldn't it be too risky?" ”

He Zhizhou didn't care, "This king is still afraid that he won't be able to take risks." ”

He Mo didn't dare to say more, and went to the front yard to deal with things according to He Zhizhou's instructions.

The conversation between He Zhizhou and He Mo did not avoid Mingyue, and I don't know if he was too lazy to load it anymore or what, his attitude towards Mingyue became worse and worse, and as soon as He Mo was sent away, he immediately frowned and shouted, "What about the medicine, why hasn't it come in yet?" ”

He Zhizhou loves face, and no one is allowed to enter the house except for Mingyue. Even Xiao Tan can only take things at the door, making Mingyue almost his personal little nanny.

It is impossible for Mingyue to have no complaints, but people have to bow their heads under the eaves, so they have to swallow their anger and wait for this grumpy uncle.

"That's what people are sending in." Mingyue, who was called, was naturally not angry, she was busy all morning, she didn't even drink saliva, and she was being picked on by all kinds of calls, how could she still have a good face to show him. "If the prince is really in pain, he can bite the horns."

This is a big man who laughs at him, and he can't even help the pain, and a bowl of painkillers has been urged three or four times, but he really has a face.

He Zhizhou was made angry by her sarcastic words, and sneered, "The princess really has a lot of experience with this, I think it's because she often bites the horns!" ”

Mingyue praised him insincerely, "The prince is wise and guesses accurately." ”

At this time, Xiao Tan was sending the medicine over, and she didn't dare to go in, so she only said outside, "Princess, the medicine is ready." ”

Mingyue Yuan still wanted to rub it out and then go to get the medicine, this man was afraid of pain, so let him have more pain. However, being glared at by He Zhizhou's cold gaze, Mingyue didn't dare to make a mistake.

This time, he didn't ask Mingyue to personally feed him the medicine one by one, Mingyue didn't think that his conscience suddenly found out, but because he was afraid of bitterness, he drank it one bite at a time and prolonged the time of suffering, so he condescended to take the medicine and drink it himself.

He Zhizhou didn't make any sound when he drank the medicine, and the room was rarely quiet. Mingyue sat on the pestle next to the bed, and couldn't help but yawn delicately because of this rare silence. She was forced to sleep on the soft couch in the outer room last night, and she couldn't help but feel a little sleepy at this time when he had to drink water, eat and eat, and chase away the mosquitoes that didn't exist.

He Zhizhou is indeed afraid of hardship, but he is also really afraid of pain. His pain nerves are much more sensitive than ordinary people, and he suffers from it when he is small. Since the little emperor ascended the throne, he has rarely suffered from flesh and skin, and he was actually injured by a woman after many years. In order to relieve the pain, he had to endure the bitter medicine, and while twisting his brows and drinking the medicine, he tossed Mingyue again in his heart, and his ugly face was slightly relaxed.

He drank the medicine and handed the medicine bowl to the side carelessly without looking at it.

"Ahh Mingyue suddenly screamed in pain, knocked over the empty bowl in He Zhizhou's hand, and jumped up with one hand covering her chest, Mingyue, who was inadvertently touched by He Zhizhou with a bowl, couldn't help but tears almost came down, couldn't help but gasp, and glared at He Zhizhou viciously.

The pain in the chest that he had ravaged and ravaged yesterday was like a needle prick, and she looked at it at night, and her fair skin was covered with bruises and bruises, red and swollen, and it was miserable. She even had to be very cautious when dressing, even Mingyue, who was hurt by the slightest friction of the clothes, gasped, let alone being touched so heavily by He Zhizhou with a bowl.

He Zhizhou, who hadn't understood what he had done, raised his eyebrows, his eyes went back and forth between Mingyue's chest and the tearful eyes of resentment and accusation, and he quickly understood, and couldn't help but feel better, "Is it really that painful?" ”

Now it's almost early summer, and it's hot early, and the house has already been dressed in light summer clothes. These two days are especially hot, Mingyue can't stand the heat, she changed into a summer shirt early, and now she really regrets that she can't wrap the winter clothes on her body. Seeing that He Zhizhou was still staring at her covered chest, he became more and more annoyed and angry, and glared at him fiercely like a disciple, "The strange prince will come to my house at that time, I think everyone else knows your perverted hobby and refuses to serve the prince, so I deserve to be unlucky!" ”

He Zhizhou's newly relieved face suddenly turned blue again, what kind of perverted hobby? He doesn't have any perverted habits, he hurt her yesterday, and that is also when his reason is out of control, it is inevitable that the shot will be a little heavier, who calls her this ability, but he rubbed it twice, and it hurts like this, to put it mildly, she is useless!

"I'm useless, but I blame this king!" Having said that, in the end, there is a lack of confidence, and it is difficult for him not to recall the feeling of letting himself rub it yesterday.

Well, it feels delicate and the size is just right. I don't see it in my clothes on weekdays, I look thin and weak, but it feels very interesting and quite evocative.

As he was savoring, his eyes inevitably fell on the part that made him reminisce, and his eyes were dark and slightly narrowed, and it was difficult not to see his intention of "I really want to try again".

Mingyue's little face turned red, but he didn't restrain himself, and stared at it directly, revealing the kind of aftertaste and yearning that made people's scalps tingle, and couldn't help but scold, "Stinky rascal!" Shameless! ”

If it weren't for knowing that this person was not a gentleman who didn't beat women, Mingyue really wanted to pounce on him and beat him again. However, she was still a little apprehensive about this scolding, in case she angered him, how could it be good to be beaten by him? Even if she is rough and thick-skinned, she is afraid that she will not be able to withstand this man's anger.

He Zhizhou was not angry, and he was really shameless, staring at Mingyue with bad intentions, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, laughing very badly, and said confidently, "This king looks at his own woman, and he touches his own woman, why is he shameless?" ”

Mingyue: "......"

She really got more used to him pretending than the shameless stinky hooligan he was looking at now!

The imperial physician sent by the emperor to care for the regent entered the palace in such a tense atmosphere between the two.

Hormo was worried, "Lord Wang, do you want to welcome people in?" ”

The prince obviously didn't want people to know about his injury, so he couldn't hide it. But the people sent by the little emperor himself, the prince no longer takes the little emperor in his eyes, and he can't just refute the little emperor's face.

He Zhizhou had expected that his injury would make the little emperor unable to sit still, he squinted and smiled, and a treacherous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You drag people for a while first." ”

and casually instructed Mingyue, "You go to the kitchen to get some chicken blood." ”

"I'm not going." I didn't get angry when I scolded him just now, and he wouldn't take it to heart if he thought of a small resistance.

Mingyue turned her head to resist, and when she looked at his appearance of taking her as a slave for granted, she couldn't help but want to go against him.

She didn't realize it at this time, she was actually probing the bottom line of He Zhizhou's tolerance for her little by little.

He Zhizhou stared at her and smiled, "If you don't go to this king, you will screw off your servant's head!" ”

"You!" How could this man be shameless like this!

He Zhizhou stared at her for a long time, "Knowing that you are at a disadvantage, and always ignorant of current affairs, this king thought that you were a smart person, but now that I look at it, it's just that." ”

Mingyue glared at him gloomily, even his own net worth and life were pinched in his hands, not to mention Xiaotan, she naturally knew that she should bow her head, instead of doing anything with him, it would be no good at all, but his lofty posture was really unpleasant.

If you are unhappy, you will not be happy, and then you hate He Zhizhou, Mingyue had to go to the kitchen obediently, let someone kill a chicken, and take a bowl of blood back to the house.

"Take off the king's garment." He Zhizhou ordered again.

Mingyue had already accepted her fate, and she rudely stripped He Zhizhou's clothes when she stepped forward, she only had a calm and impatient look on her face, and she didn't see half of her shyness.

Such a direct and rude move startled He Zhizhou, and silently stared at the top of Mingyue's head, is this still a woman? How can a woman strip a man's clothes as calmly as she does herself? Or is she often stripping people like this, so she has long been used to it?

This thought made He Zhizhou unreasonably displeased, and he mocked mercilessly, "Changle is really a heroine among women, and it is very rare to be so informal." ”

Mingyue raised her eyes and smiled at him: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

He Zhizhou: "......"

Was he complimenting her? This woman is thick-skinned like this, how did she grow?

Soon he took off He Zhizhou's clothes, his shoulders were straight, his chest was wide and flat, and the skin on his face was as firm and beautiful as the skin on his face, and his lean waist and abdomen were delicate and firm. This annoying man has a very beautiful figure, and the beautiful bright moon feels that he can't look at it directly, and he has the illusion of a broken boulder in his chest when he looks at it more.

She hurriedly looked away, wrapped the bandage stained with chicken blood around his chest indiscriminately, and her fingertips inevitably touched He Zhizhou's slightly cool skin.

Her delicate fingertips inadvertently swept across his chest, and the electric shock sensation made He Zhizhou couldn't help but shudder slightly. It's a strange feeling, but it's not too annoying.

He lowered his head and watched Mingzhu struggle to wrap a bandage around his chest, his little face as tight as ever, looking very calm, but the tips of his ears were getting redder and redder under his gaze, and the red was embellished on her white, almost transparent earlobes, like beads of blood about to drip down.

It turns out that she is not as cheeky as he thought.

This scene made He Zhizhou feel inexplicably comfortable.

Finally, his chest was covered with bandages stained with chicken blood, and at first glance, it was really as if he had been seriously injured and had shed a lot of blood. Mingyue sighed quietly, and it was finally over.

"Call the Imperial Doctor." He Zhizhou was also very satisfied with his current appearance, and asked He Mo to lead people.

Mingyue was a little disappreciative in her heart, "This appearance is very much like that, but as long as the imperial doctor has a pulse, are you really injured or fake, can you still hide the past?" ”

If you get so much blood and disguise yourself as if you are seriously injured and incurable, you can hide it from the eyes of the imperial doctor? As long as the powerful imperial doctor of the family takes the pulse, the truth can be revealed immediately.

"Come and touch it." He Zhizhou Zhi proudly handed his wrist to Mingyue, "This king said that he was seriously injured and died, and what the imperial doctor could diagnose must be the pulse image of the seriously injured and incurable." ”

He let her touch it so generously, Mingyue was stunned, "Don't you hate being touched?" ”

As soon as the words came out, I remembered that I had sprinkled him with chicken blood and bandages just now, and no matter how careful I was, I touched it a lot. He didn't show any discomfort and displeasure after being touched by her, could it be that she had misjudged before?

He Zhizhou also raised his eyebrows and looked at Mingyue in some surprise, "How do you know?" ”

He thought he was hiding it well, but she didn't know about it. Suddenly remembered that when the two of them pretended to be the same before, she seemed to have inadvertently touched him several times, could it be that she already knew at that time and teased him quietly?

This daring woman!