Chapter 225: Past and Present Lives (Part II)

"As soon as I went to the court today, those old ministers were nagging in my ear, and even the imperial sister-in-law was angry." As soon as he got down, Gu Heting took Zhu'er's hand and stepped into the door worriedly.

Zhu'er didn't have the slightest worry on his face, but just asked him if the regent's power had been withdrawn.

Gu Heting shook his head, took the cup handed by Zhu'er and described the scene in the court, "Those courtiers who were rewarded together insisted that the emperor had made a series of great truths among gentlemen, and the imperial sister-in-law had no choice but to acquiesce." ”

In fact, there was another thing that made Gu Heting embarrassed, when he went back, he deliberately went around the queen mother's dormitory, and found that there were heavy guards at the door, so he went to the Tai Hospital to transfer the medical code, and found that no one had ever asked for a pulse in the past three months. It stands to reason that the Empress Dowager is seriously ill and has to have a small diagnosis every three days and a major diagnosis every five days, which is really incredible.

Zhu'er brought tea to relieve him, as if this was what Gu Heting deserved: "Then you will accept it by pushing the boat along the river, and it is better for you to have the right of regent than those people to get the position of taking care of their lives." After all, you are the emperor's own uncle, and in the end, you are also the most reliable person for the queen mother and the emperor, and now that you have handed over the military power, how can you deter everyone if you don't have an official position? ”

He didn't shirk it anymore, just held Zhu'er's hand and put it on his chest and smiled: "That's right, it's still our family Zhu'er who thinks thoughtfully, you are so smart, this king has to reward you well." ”

After that, he stopped his waist and put Zhu'er on his shoulder, and walked towards the bed, Zhu'er screamed in surprise, which made Gu Heting's heart even more, and a slap was imprinted on Zhu'er's buttocks.

"Lord Wang, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, the head of the Ministry of Households, the head of the Ministry of War, and the deputy judge of the Tai Hospital are here, saying that they want to congratulate you on your promotion." The maid ran all the way, and most of the powder on her face fell off, as if she had never seen such a "big scene" in the house.

Gu Heting raised his forehead and put down Zhu'er, but he couldn't help cursing those flattering officials in his heart.

finally sent off those distinguished guests, and the emperor's decree came down again.

The holy decree first praised Gu Heting's past exploits, buckled the high hat, and mentioned the plague in the south of the city now that the queen mother was worried that it would lead to the aggravation of her condition, and King Youming, as the prince regent, had the responsibility to deal with this matter.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this must be the Queen Mother's idea again, and she clearly doesn't want Gu Heting to take power, and wants to find a reason to correct his mistakes.

Just when Gu Heting felt that people were sitting at home and the pot was coming from the sky, Zhu'er leaned in front of him and whispered a few words.

Gu Heting's face was puzzled at first, and then turned into a smile, and pinched Zhu'er's ass with one hand, as if he appreciated her words.

Before he could say anything, he was dragged to the gate by Zhu'er, "Where is this going?" ”

"Of course, I'm going to the worst part of the disaster!"

"Hey, this king's shoes are off!"

For three days in a row, Gu Heting was urged by Zhu'er to go to major serious places to take turns with parallax, one moment to promote the benevolence of Wu Wang to the patients, and the other time to personally go to the pharmacy to boil medicine and decoction.

The people in the capital were preaching the merits of King Youming, saying that he was so undressed that he took care of the sick and sometimes forgot to put on his shoes.

Finally, under the coercion of Zhu'er, Gu Heting fell ill like this, and collapsed in front of a medicinal herb shop in the downtown area, and was carried back by the guards patrolling the capital.

Gu Heting woke up at night and found Zhu'er lying in front of her bed, sleeping soundly with her chin propped up, she was describing the most popular willow eyebrows, her slender eyelashes covered her eyes like a thin veil, and her jade-pillar nose made people can't help but want to pinch the bridge of her nose.

He always thought that Zhu'er was just an ordinary little palace maid, who knew that she still had such a ability, she asked for the regency power for herself in the hunting ground, designed to make friends with the ministers, and now she is also winning the hearts of the people, this step by step seems to be inadvertent, but in fact she can't find any fault......

It is a good thing for women in the world to hope that their husbands will seek advancement and prestige, but everything Gu Heting has experienced seems to be too logical, and her first encounter from the sky has to make people suspicious.

"Lord Wang, how do you feel, are you uncomfortable?" Zhu'er woke up and was slightly stunned, and immediately came to touch his forehead.

He had a little difficulty to sit up, and Zhu'er hurriedly lifted the pillow, "I'm afraid I'm already infected with this plague, just call someone to take care of me, don't come to see me twice in three days." Gu Heting felt sorry that Zhu'er would be tired, so he deliberately asked her to go back to rest.

Zhu'er blinked her apricot eyes, and coquettishly let him relax, "What are you talking about, Lord Wang, you just have a fever, and the doctor said that it will be good if you get through these two days." ”

She paused, and the ghost blinked, "Besides, Zhu'er has a panacea." ”

Just when Gu Heting was puzzled, Zhu'er had already handed over the red lips, it was still the original recipe, or the original taste......

Gu Heting recuperated at home for a few days, and his health was finally fine, but in the days when he fell ill, the rumors in the capital were like wings.

It is rumored that Gu Heting imitated the ancient books for the disaster victims, and used his mouth to suck out the toxins for the victims, causing his own toxin invasion and a serious illness......

These jokes are a bit fake, but this is indeed true, not only those epidemic people are grateful to him, but also counties and counties around the country have organized people to pray for Gu Heting's Changxian Temple, and ask Taishang Laojun to be kind to let him ascend to heaven as soon as possible, so that he can return to the immortal class.

As the sky got dark, Gu Heting sneezed several times in his yard and couldn't help but pull his collar. Tonight, Zhu'er asked him to watch this annual lantern festival, which happened to let Gu Heting breathe, saying that he was pitiful for drinking Chinese medicine every day for the past few days.

"Chinese medicine is so bitter, isn't it time for this king to taste some sweetness?" Gu Heting pursed his mouth, pulled Zhu'er to sit on his lap, and was impatient to lift Zhu'er's gauze skirt.

Zhu'er leaned and cleverly avoided it, "Lord Wang, you are not serious again." ”

During the Lantern Festival at night, Gu Heting deliberately didn't let the guards follow, but just changed his usual clothes with Zhu'er and walked to the more lively Dongchang Street.

The old people enjoying the shade under the tree were telling the story of the Seven Fairies, and Zhu'er and Gu Heting were sitting outside the restaurant enjoying the night.

Many sedan chairs of famous ladies passed by, and Zhu'er suddenly became sad, turned her head and asked him: "Lord, will you dislike Zhu'er's birth?" ”

Gu Heting poured a glass of wine, and there was no trace of impurities in his deep eyes: "This king has always only regarded you as a princess, don't say what you were originally born in, even if you are Chang'e of the Guanghan Palace, I will beat that Wu Gang and bring you back." ”

"Poof, Lord Wang, which third-rate drama did you learn this love story from?"

Before Gu Heting could answer, a cold arrow flew from the opposite side, pointing directly at Gu Heting's eyebrows, fortunately, he was used to seeing this kind of sneak attack on the battlefield, and kicked away the wooden table next to him to defend himself.

The three souls of Zhu'er lost their seven spirits and fell to the side, and then these villains jumped out of the shadows one by one, and rushed towards them with daggers in their hands.

A dark shadow had already arrived in front of Zhu'er, and the knife flashed, and the tip of the knife was not more than a fraction of her neck.

Fortunately, Gu Heting held the dagger with his bare hands, which gave Zhu'er a chance to escape.

The next moment, Gu Heting moved his wrist, and easily snatched the dagger, and those gangsters naturally rushed up together, and Gu Heting dodged a lot of sword attacks with one side.

He raised his foot and kicked the two of them to the ground together, picked up half of the bamboo pole beside him and barely protected Zhu'er.

Then the guards who patrolled the city arrived, and immediately dispersed the sword-wielding men.

Zhu'er rushed to Gu Heting's side with a spirit, covered his wound with a handkerchief in distress, and watched the bright red blood soak through the handkerchief, and her voice unconsciously cried. "Lord Wang, how can you personally block the knife for me?"

"The situation is critical, if you are injured, it is better to carry it down yourself, otherwise it will be even more difficult for you to feel distressed when the time comes." He touched Zhu'er's head and whispered comfort, his tone light as if he was nothing.

Those masked people had already withdrawn when they saw that the situation was not good, Gu Heting wanted to track it down, but found that those people had left behind a bright waist card, and the shape on the waist card was a pattern that Gu Heting was all too familiar with.

This is the token of the forbidden army in the palace, and the only person in the palace who can mobilize the forbidden army is the emperor, and the emperor will not have this kind of scheming when he is young, so only the queen mother will do this.

"Why did the imperial sister-in-law hurt me so much?" Gu Heting held this waist card tightly, quite surprised.

Zhu'er saw it clearly, and carefully mentioned: "Do you think you are the desire of the people?" After all, she only has such a son, so she naturally doesn't want others to obstruct her, and the prince still has to know how to be false and wrong. ”

Gu Heting retracted his thoughts and put the waist card into his arms: "It's too tiring to please others, this king only wants to please you." ”

Before Zhu'er had time to appreciate the deep meaning of this sentence, Gu Heting's kiss had already fallen, although Zhu'er was familiar with his temperature, but in front of everyone's eyes, she still blushed and hid it in Gu Heting's arms.

Before feeling the kiss, she saw countless fireworks lit in the night not far away.

In the amazement of everyone, she heard Gu Heting whispering in her ear: "If this king has nothing, will you still stay by my side?" ”

Zhu'er looked up in astonishment, looked at Gu Heting's serious expression, and slowly spoke: "I used to think that the prince, like other royal nobles, was erased by power, but after getting along with Zhu'er this month, I know that you are a person of flesh and blood, feelings and warmth. ”

She wrapped her arms around Gu Heting's waist, leaned her ears on his chest, and said with a bit of longing: "Zhu'er has suffered too much white eyes and slander in that place, and the days with the prince are the only warmth I have felt over the years. ”

When the moon is in the sky, the stars are staggered, the voices of people are boiling, and the branches and leaves fall into the river, mixing up the originally peaceful waters.

Warm and soft. The jade was in his arms, and the sweet words were sweet in his ears, Gu Heting couldn't tell whether this was a coquettish dream or someone had carefully designed it.