Ying'er's body gradually arched, and her soft face was buried in the quilt because of shyness.

"Your Majesty, you ...... You're still young......"

A soft, muffled voice came from the quilt.

These words were like a basin of cold water splashing on Zhao Dongting's head.

Father!

Lao Tzu is possessed by an eleven-year-old child!

It was then that he remembered this again.

hurriedly retracted the hand that was the scourge on Ying'er, and gently slapped himself twice, "Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao, your mother is simply a demon in the color......"

"Ahem!"

Coughing deliberately, Zhao Dongting tried his best to pretend to be serious, "I, I just want to see if you have the heart to serve me, so what, you, you wait next to me first!"

When Ying'er heard this, she got out of the quilt with shyness and got dressed, "When the emperor is older, Ying'er will serve the emperor again." ”

Zhao Dongting looked at her cute appearance of wanting to speak, and couldn't help but feel evil fire in his heart.

Ying'er is so well-behaved and full of classical beauty. He had never met such a gentle woman in his previous life.

No, Lao Tzu can't let the Southern Song Dynasty die like this! Zhao Dongting thought fiercely in his heart.

God gave himself a chance to be reborn, he was never willing to be a scumbag emperor in the last days, and he was killed before he reached adulthood. No matter what I say, I have also crossed over, with modern knowledge, even if I can't recover the mountains and rivers, I can't let the Southern Song Dynasty die in my own hands.

What's more, there are delicate maids like Ying'er waiting to pick them by themselves.

As a person who crosses, Zhao Dongting still has a sense of superiority.

Thinking of this, Zhao Dongting immediately said to Ying'er: "Ying'er, announce that all the ministers are here." ”

In his last life, he was in charge of a media company for more than ten years, and Zhao Dongting had already developed a vigorous and resolute temperament.

He felt that his death was a little strange. In history, Zhao G was just infected with wind and cold, how could he be so easily warped?

Zhao Dongting wanted to ask clearly.

Ying'er nodded lightly and walked out the door.

After a while, people came in one after another. The leader is a plump beauty with a beautiful national color, and she is in her mature years.

The great eunuch Li Yuanxiu's very characteristic duck voice came in, "The Queen Mother has arrived." ”

Yang Shufei, the mother of Emperor Zhao.

With Li Yuanxiu's voice, Zhao Dongting's mind flooded with this character. Unexpectedly, the biological mother of her body was so beautiful.

He slowly sat up from the bed, rubbed his cheeks, and said in his heart: Since we have crossed over, then we must have the appearance of being an emperor. In his previous life, he was killed by that woman, and being the emperor this time is regarded as God's compensation to Lao Tzu.

He doesn't care how history changes because of him.

Moreover, from the moment he possessed the already dead Zhao G, history should have changed.

When Concubine Yang Shu, who had a shocked face on her face, slowly walked to the bedside, Zhao Dongting shouted softly, "Queen Mother." ”

Yang Shufei looked at the twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old scene, full of luxury, although a little tired and sad, but still very beautiful.

She looked at Zhao Dongting with some surprise and asked softly, "?g'er, how do you feel?"

At this time, the theory of ghosts and gods was extremely popular, and Yang Shufei looked at Zhao Dongting who came back from the dead, although she was her own son, she was also a little afraid.

"Thank you for your concern, the emperor just feels a little weak, just ......"

Zhao Dongting said in his mouth, his eyes swept over Concubine Yang Shu, and looked at the five or six ministers and nobles behind her, but they didn't know each other.

He didn't fuse Zhao G's memories.

Seeing that he wanted to speak and stopped, Yang Shufei's eyebrows raised slightly, inevitably revealing a little concern, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Dongting replied: "Queen Mother, except for you, the child doesn't seem to remember anyone else. ”

"This ......"

Concubine Yang Shufei was slightly stunned, a few puzzles flashed in her eyes, and then she said behind her: "Imperial Doctor An, don't hurry up and show the emperor." ”

"Yes. ”

At the end of the several ministers in the room, an elderly man with a goatee standing side by side with the great eunuch Li Yuanxiu hurriedly walked to the bed.

His brow furrowed slightly, and his face looked a little pale.

When he arrived at the bed, he trembled and stretched out his hand, "Your Majesty, Rong Weichen will give you a pulse." ”

Zhao Dongting stretched out his left hand, feeling a little strange in his heart, it was just a pulse, what was this imperial doctor afraid of doing this?

Are you afraid that you are really a corpse?

He had an intuition in the dark, and he always felt that Zhao G's death was not as simple as being infected with wind and cold.

Inside the house, it was quiet for a while.

In the past few minutes, Imperial Physician An withdrew his hand and saluted Yang Shufei: "Empress Dowager, God bless my dynasty, the emperor is not in a big deal now, but he is just a little weak in qi and blood." ”

When Yang Shufei heard this, her eyebrows furrowed even deeper, "Then G'er said that he only remembered the palace, why?"

"This ......"

Doctor An hesitated for a few seconds before saying: "It may be that the wind evil has caused amnesia, but because the Queen Mother is the most important in the emperor's heart, only the Queen Mother can still be remembered." ”

Yang Shufei didn't know how to use medicine, so she couldn't figure out the clues, so she could only nod her head in disbelief.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she asked, "Since the emperor is fine, why did you diagnose the emperor as terminally ill before?"

She is the queen mother, and she initiates prestige, which is naturally majestic and prosperous.

Only two pops were heard, and Imperial Physician An and the chief eunuch Li Yuanxiu both fell to their knees.

Doctor An slapped straight, "Weichen, Weichen misdiagnosed, please spare the Queen Mother!"

Li Yuanxiu slapped himself in the face, "The old slave is confused! The old slave is confused!"

Before, he shouted the sentence "The emperor died". Now he is afraid that Mo hates Doctor An to death.

Yang Shufei saw that her son was fine, but she was said to be dead by these two people, and she was already annoyed in her heart, and at this time, seeing that the two of them did not have a decent explanation, she was even more annoyed, and waved her hand and said, "Pull it down and cut it." ”

Doctors An and Li Yuanxiu burst out with tears and snot, and they were busy crying, "The Queen Mother spares her life, the Queen Mother spares her life......"

Zhao Dongting watched Yang Shufei kill people at every turn, and he couldn't help but be afraid. He thought that he had crossed over, Yang Shufei was in power, if he accidentally revealed any clues, and what flaws did she see, he would not have to be cleaned up by her?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.

No, I need to have some power first!

Zhao Dongting suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Slow!"

Although they are just eunuchs and eunuchs, they are better than nothing. Zhao Dongting wanted to save their lives so that they could be loyal to him.

The people in the room looked at him suspiciously.

Yang Shufei asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Dongting said: "The child felt that Dr. An and his father-in-law might be taking care of the child day and night, and they were physically and mentally exhausted, which led to misdiagnosis. Ask the Queen Mother to spare their lives. ”

Concubine Yang Shu looked at Zhao Dongting deeply and said, "Since you said so, then spare these two minions." ”

But the doubts in her eyes are even deeper, and the resurrection of the dead and the loss of memory are extremely suspicious. However, Zhao Dongting's appearance has not changed, and no one can be sure what is going on with him. Yang Shufei is also not sure.

Doctor An and Li Yuanxiu hurriedly kowtowed and thanked them.

This is the end of the matter.

Zhao Dongting was worried about the Yuan army in his heart, and asked, "Everyone, I don't know what the situation of our dynasty and the Yuan army is now?"

He thought that if he couldn't do anything, he would sneak away.

But when all the ministers heard him ask, they all looked at Yang Shufei.

At this time, Concubine Yang Shufei hung the curtain to listen to the government, and the military and political power of the Southern Song Dynasty was in her hands. She's more like a real emperor.

Yang Shufei looked at Zhao Dongting deeply again, and said meaningfully: "?g'er, you are still young and have just recovered from a serious illness, so it's better not to worry about these troubles." ”

Zhao Dongting had seen Yang Shufei hanging the curtain to listen to politics in the history books, and when he heard this, his heart tightened slightly.

I don't even let myself know the situation of the two armies, does Yang Shufei care about herself, or is she guarding herself?

He didn't know if his performance just now showed any clues, but it was obvious that Yang Shufei didn't want to let him intervene in the government.

With a slight groan, Zhao Dongting said tentatively: "Queen Mother, the child has just recovered from a serious illness, and he only feels empowered, and his brain is much clearer. As a king, the child feels that it is the child's duty to worry about national affairs. ”

"This ......"

Yang Shufei's eyes crossed a few strange colors, and there was a little less closeness in her eyes when she looked at Zhao Dongting, and said indifferently: "Even so, then you have to wait for you to take care of your body, don't you say? Could it be that you don't even listen to the words of the queen mother?"

With that, she looked back at the ministers behind her.

The ministers hurriedly said: "Please ask the emperor to focus on the dragon body!"

Zhao Dongting's heart sank slightly, and he didn't dare to try again. Yang Shufei clearly refused to hand over power, and she didn't know if she could see that something was wrong with her.

At that moment, Zhao Dongting only said: "The child obeys the queen mother." ”

As he spoke, he shrank into the quilt, "I'm a little tired......"

Yang Shufei's eyes were deep, and when she heard Zhao Dongting say this, she didn't say anything more, and walked out slowly with the ministers.

Only Ying'er was left in the house.

Zhao Dongting looked at the backs of Concubine Yang Shufei and their departures, and his heart was heavy. I didn't expect that I would be so in danger when I crossed the Southern Song Dynasty.

There was the Yuan army outside, and here, Yang Shufei seemed to be a little suspicious of herself.

After all, the resurrection of the dead is so strange that anyone will find it strange.

He couldn't help but wonder, how can I protect myself?

Could it be that he has just crossed over, and he is going to seize power with the biological mother of this body?

But if he can't be in power, even if he is not killed by Yang Shufei, he will have to be killed by the Yuan army in the end.

Just when Zhao Dongting was full of thoughts, Ying'er next to him said softly: "Your Majesty, then you rest first, and the slave and maid will retire." ”

Zhao Dongting came back to his senses, looked at Ying'er with a delicate face, and couldn't help but say, "Ying'er, can you stay and warm my bed?"