Wei Zhao sank his tone: "Don't mess around, go and help me call Kong Siquan in." ”

Xie Yan and Dai frowned slightly, pointed to their drooping green silk, and complained coquettishly: "How can I go out like this?" You're still unconscious, isn't that a self-confession? ”

"Sleep, you don't have to think about it. I will ask Kong Siquan to change all the palace people in the Qianyuan Hall after dawn. ”

Wei Zhao didn't think it was a big deal. Since Mianmian is afraid of losing face in front of the palace people, then send the people to another place.

"Your Majesty, don't." Xie Yanhe spoke out to stop it. "The palace people who can serve in the Qianyuan Palace are all selected by a thousand, because my joy and anger alone let other people's efforts go to waste, how unfair."

"My sleep is really a good girl with a good heart." Wei Zhao's ink eyes flashed with an incomprehensible light, he chuckled, and his blade-like eyebrows were filled with a faint layer of warmth: "Good, go and call Kong Siquan to come in, I know it in my heart." ”

Wei Zhao had made up his mind, and although Xie Yanhe was secretly worried about whether he had disrupted his plan, he still acted according to his words.

She stood up gracefully, her wide scarlet skirt blooming like a flower, and the delicate embroidery on the fabric was like gold on the surface of the lake, and the grace and beauty that swept over her face almost burned her eyes.

Wei Zhaofeng's eyes were dark, looking at the little girl who was as beautiful as a peony in the prosperous era, and the amazing color in her eyes flashed.

"There it is!" Xie Yanhe happily hit the chapter. Her slender waist bent into a graceful arc, and her onion fingers picked up the hairpin that fell on the brocade quilt and curled it in a bun.

Xie Yanhe's hair was as smooth as satin, and the maid who usually combed her hair had to spend countless efforts on it to create a delicate bun. Xie Yanhe tried three times before he could barely pull out a loose bun.

"Your Majesty, you help me put the rest of the hairpins on." Xie Yanhe pressed his hair with one hand, and spread out the palm of the other hand and stretched it out in front of Wei Zhao.

Although Wei Zhao didn't know what medicine was sold in the little girl's gourd, he still did it silently.

Finally plugged in the last magnolia flower Nanzhu hairpin, Xie Yanhe gently shook his little head.

There was a crisp sound of gold and jade colliding overhead, but fortunately, none of the golden hairpins fell. Xie Yanhe breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time as Wei Zhao.

Xie Yanhe smiled playfully, her beautiful eyebrows curved into two beautiful first quarter moons, and she said quite smugly: "Your Majesty, it seems that I also have a talent for curling hair. ”

"Yes, Sleep is ingenious." The smile in his ink eyes flashed, and Wei Zhao shook his hand and coughed. Looking at the little girl's confident appearance, Wei Zhao couldn't bear to let her look in the mirror.

Xie Yanhe bent his lips proudly, and he took Wei Zhao's praise. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes until a pair of slightly swollen eyes were red, crystal tears filled her eyes, she looked back and winked at Wei Zhao, covered her small mouth with one hand, and rushed out crying.

Wei Zhao looked at the hall that fell in an instant, his clear and waveless face was as cold as a layer of frost, and his cold eyebrows were as sharp as blowing a broken hair. But thinking of the funny feeling of Xie Yan and his instant face change, such a pear blossom with rain and a broken heart, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, where would he have thought that the little girl was just acting.

Wei Zhao's thin lips hooked a shallow arc, the green mountains' emerald eyebrows were embellished with a warm light by the orange candle flame, and the deep cold pool turned into a gentle lake in an instant, his eyebrows were stretched, and his eyes were clear.

……

Xie Yanhe rushed out of the inner hall crying, and she shouted in a panic: "Someone! Come on! Supervisor Kong! ”

"County Lord!" Hearing the voice, Kong Siquan hurried over from the main hall with a column of palace people.

"What do you command, county lord?"

Xie Yan and a face as white as paper, deep pupils were misty with tears, like a stream under a glacier, filled with cold and soaked cold.

After seeing Kong Siquan, she suddenly looked like a drowning person who had caught the last piece of driftwood, and her dim eyes gradually had a faint glow.

"Supervisor Kong, Your Majesty just woke up and vomited a mouthful of black blood, I'm so scared." Xie Yanhe's voice was hoarse, and he said almost incoherently.

"Your Majesty is awake?!" Kong Siquan's plain face suddenly burst into surprise, and he said excitedly: "County master, don't worry, the slave will go and call Yin Yuanzheng to come over." ”

Xie Yanhe shook his head and said silently: "Supervisor Kong, Your Majesty only announced that you are the only one to meet ......."

Kong Siquan was stunned. Your Majesty is awake, but only himself is summoned? He instinctively felt something was wrong.

Kong Siquan's half-lowered eyebrows and eyes were raised slightly, and his eyes were suddenly filled with a beautiful and unparalleled face. Suddenly, his heart "chuckled".

The description of the county lord of Yonghe is extremely embarrassing, a unkempt green silk will not fall, there are three or four hairpins even slipped on the floor tiles, the green jade hairpin is broken into several pieces, and the pearls and gems inlaid on the hairpin head are rolled down to the ground.

After learning that His Majesty was awake, the ecstasy in Kong Siquan's heart instantly dissipated. He went through the words of the county lord of Yonghe in his heart, and his complexion changed greatly in an instant.

"County Lord, you said that Your Majesty vomited a mouthful of black blood?" Kong Siquan said uncertainly.

Although he does not understand pharmacology, he also knows some superficial fur. If His Majesty takes the antidote and spits out black blood, it means that the residual poison is discharged. But until now, Yin Yuanzheng has not developed an antidote, and His Majesty vomited black blood, which is not necessarily a good thing.

"Yes, Supervisor Kong, Your Majesty ......" Xie Yanhe's voice was poignant, she covered her lips sadly, and she couldn't even speak anymore with sadness.

Kong Siquan saw that the girl's eyebrows were frowning, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were full of sadness, lonely like a cold moon on the edge of the sky, which was pitiful.

Kong Siquan's heart made of stone also softened involuntarily. He was relieved: "County lord, don't worry, the slave will go in with you." ”

After Kong Siquan finished speaking, he shouted at the palace people behind him: "What are you doing with the pestle, quit!" ”

When the palace people dispersed, Kong Siquan followed Xie Yanhe into the inner hall with fear.

As soon as he turned out of the twelve folding screens of the red sandalwood carved dragon and gold in "The Eternal Solidity of the Rivers and Mountains", Kong Siquan raised his eyes and saw that His Majesty was reclining on the gilt carved step bed, with a bright yellow auspicious cloud dragon and phoenix dark pattern cushion behind him.

The emperor's snow-white bed clothes were slightly scattered, revealing a corner of the strong, muscular chest, and the muscles were full of the most primitive power, which was a medal fought in blood and fire, unrivaled and sharp.

"Your Majesty, you're finally awake!" Kong Siquan said with tears in his eyes.

He bowed, his eyes drooped slightly, and his gaze crossed the emperor's body without a trace, only to see the majestic, indifferent man who was like a sword hidden in a box on weekdays looked lazy and tired, his cold and sharp eyebrows had a faint haggard color, and a pair of bottomless ink eyes were still clear.

"Your Majesty, do you want the slave Xuan Yin Yuan to come over?" Kong Siquan asked cautiously.

Xie Yanhe walked to the table and poured a cup of water from the copper plate dragon moon pot, Xie Yanhe tasted it with his lips, and felt that the temperature was just right, so he handed it to Wei Zhao's lips.

"Your Majesty, you drink some water to moisten your throat first."

Wei Zhao put one arm around Xie Yanhe's waist, and drank the water slowly with Xie Yanhe's hand.

"Your Majesty, would you like to pour you another glass?" Xie Yanhe's voice was hoarse after crying, Wei Zhao felt distressed for a while, and he said softly: "No need, you moisten your throat yourself first, so as not to be uncomfortable later." ”

"It doesn't matter, I'll ask the maid to cook me a bowl of Sydney white fungus soup, Your Majesty should take care of yourself first." Xie Yanhe whispered.

The emperor and the county lord of Yonghe are intimate, and there seems to be a strong atmosphere of affection between the two, and others can't insert it.

Kong Siquan was about to hang his head to his chest, although he pricked up his ears and waited for the emperor's orders, his eyelids did not dare to lift up half a minute.

"Kong Siquan!" Wei Zhao said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty!" Kong Siquan hurriedly responded.

"You will bring my secret order in a while, and immediately leave the palace and surround the Xie Guogong Mansion, without my will, no one is allowed to enter and leave without permission."

When he heard Xie Guogong's Mansion, Kong Siquan didn't hold back, and secretly raised his eyes to look at the county lord of Yonghe, but saw that the girl's beautiful face was calm and waveless, and it seemed that he was not surprised by His Majesty's order.

Kong Siquan's expression froze, and he hurriedly said, "The slave obeys the order." ”

In the flickering candle flame, Wei Zhao's ink eyes were dark and gilded, the bridge of his nose was high, his lips were as thin as knife blades, his thick eyebrows were slightly murderous, and his body was mighty, which made people tremble.

The girl sitting beside him was slender and delicate, with a shallow beard, her skin was brighter than snow, her sparkling eyes were black and white, and her eyes were bright; No fear, no love, no fear, like a goddess who is beyond the world, overlooking the world.

Kong Siquan actually saw a strange sense of harmony in Emperor Jianyuan and the county lord of Yonghe, and the feeling that the two complemented each other even made Kong Siquan ignore the identity and age of the two people, only to feel that the emperor and the county lord of Yonghe were a very good match.

"Your Majesty, grandmother, is it the same?" Although Xie Yanhe has not been with the eldest princess of Ping'an for a long time, she knows how ruthless her grandmother is.

Wei Zhao ordered the siege of the Xie Guo Mansion, and it was impossible for his grandmother not to receive the news. If she loves her son and does something like a dog jumping off the wall in a hurry, it won't be beautiful.

"Not necessarily." Wei Zhao smiled slightly, his cold eyebrows softened instantly, and he said with a bit of pointing: "Mianmian, I was planning to see who my good aunt would contact." ”

Wei Zhao let go of the arm that was holding Xie Yan and his waist: "Kong Siquan, call Yin Yuanzheng in first, and say that I am awake." ”

"This ...... Your Majesty......" Kong Siquan looked at the emperor's snow-white bedclothes, which were not stained with a trace of dust, and said in a slurred. If it were now, Kong Siquan wouldn't be able to see that the lord of Yonghe County was making a show, and he would have lived in vain for so many years!

Wei Zhaojian raised his eyebrows, and his sharp eyebrows revealed a little displeasure: "If you have something to say, say it!" ”

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Kong Siquan's head, and he snorted and said, "Just now, the county lord ran to the main hall and said that you vomited blood, and many palace people heard it. ”

Suddenly, Wei Zhao glanced at Xie Yanhe, and after looking at the girl's innocent and secretly smug eyes, he raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and said helplessly: "Wait for me to change my clothes." ”

The little girl is quirky, and she doesn't know whether to help or add to the chaos.

After changing his bedclothes for a while, he threw them into the basin, and he could only let Kong Siquan deal with it himself.