Immediately after, a sentence followed, "But I can't bear it." ”

Song Beige still listened calmly, at this time, what the emperor wanted was not a smart person, but a listener.

"You're too smart to read people's hearts, but you don't pretend to be stupid, if I'm younger, you'll be in my harem."

After speaking, he sighed to himself, "After all, it is the old nine lives that are good." ”

A person talked to himself, and it took him a long time before he remembered Song Beige, "I can not kill you, but you have to promise me one thing." ”

"The courtiers thank the emperor for not killing him." Song Beige is like an emotionless kowtow machine, thankful for being soulless.

She knew that the next thing was the saddest fire for her.

"What you have already done, you will definitely marry Lao Jiu in the future, I will marry you, and you must promise me that you will not let Lao Jiu participate in the battle for succession."

The corners of Song Beige's mouth twitched, but fortunately, he kept his head down and didn't show it, "Your Majesty, the Nine Emperors are a person, and I have no right to interfere with his thoughts." ”

She has an intuition that the emperor is too wary of Qin Junshen, although it seems to be intimate on the surface, but in fact it is very indifferent, this kind of indifference is not like a father who is still cold to his son!

"Of course I know." The emperor's fingers tapped on the tabletop, and his eagle-like eyes firmly locked on Song Beige, "I want you to be my undercover agent and report to me all the moves of Lao Jiu." ”

Song Beige, "......"

This year, not only to guard against the old king next door, but also to guard against his own biological father!

She nodded without hesitation and agreed, she had already challenged the emperor's bottom line too many times, and if she had to refuse this time, she really had only one way out.

Coming out of the imperial study, Song Beige was still a little foggy, and he always felt that it was not real, and he reached an agreement with the emperor in a few simple words, which was tantamount to seeking skin with the tiger.

Halfway through, she was stopped by Concubine Yue Xian's people, and Song Beige went to her palace without a choice.

"Miss Song, Shen'er has been unconscious, come and see why this is?"

As soon as Song Beige stepped into the threshold, she was stopped by Concubine Yue Xian, she looked left and right, and said helplessly, "Concubine Xian, you have to let me go in to see what the situation is." ”

Concubine Xian reacted at this time, and hurriedly walked into the inner room with Song Beige, Qin Jun was lying on the bed, the injury on his leg had been treated, and as soon as Song Beige sat down, as if he remembered something, he stretched out his hand and put it on his forehead.

Sure enough, I had a fever!

"Concubine Xian, can you go and prepare a basin of clean water?"

"Water, I'll go get the water ready right away." Concubine Yue Xian originally had no master of the six gods, and when she heard Song Beige's Hua, she immediately found her target, turned around and went out to tell the maid.

Song Beige used scissors to cut the gauze on Qin Junshen's arm, the festering wound was shocking to her, and the bones were already visible, but at this moment, because it had been wrapped, coupled with the darkness and dampness of the prison, the rotten meat seemed to be able to smell the fishy smell.

In this case, it's no wonder that there is no inflammation and fever!

It's just that he was wrapped too well before, and even if he was taken to the dormitory, the imperial doctor didn't notice the wound on his arm at all.

She took the gauze and wiped it little by little, and Concubine Yue Xian walked in and looked at it, almost standing unsteadily.

"This, what's going on, how could Shen'er have such a serious knife wound?"

Song Beige had a headache when he heard this, and rubbed the corners of his forehead, "Concubine Xian, if you have time, you can't help clean up the wound first, I need to dispense medicine." ”

This festering wound can no longer be contained at all with powder, so you can only find fresh herbs, mash them and apply them to them.

Concubine Yue Xian promised again and again, she believed in Song Beige very much, as long as she was allowed to cloud, she would not hesitate to do it!

Song Beige applied medicine to the wound, boiled a bowl of potion, and helped Qin Junshen drink it.

About an hour, Qin Junshen's fever finally subsided, and Song Beige patted the ashes on his body, "The Nine Emperor Princes should be able to wake up today and tomorrow." ”

After instructing Concubine Yue Xian two sentences, Song Beige seemed to have completed a major event, and Shi Shiran took a step.

When he took a step out of his arm, he was grabbed by someone, Song Beige was helpless, "Is there any problem with Concubine Xian?" ”

She's done her best, she's not a god, and she can't guarantee that people will wake up right away.

"I do have some questions." The man's hoarse voice was like a broken bellows, blowing through Song Beige's eardrums, making her feel excited.

Turning back to the pair of bloodshot eyes, Song Beige was stunned for a moment, "Nine Emperor Princes, you ...... I woke up so soon. ”

She smiled awkwardly, always feeling that the way she stared at herself was like looking at a criminal.

Concubine Yue Xian felt the atmosphere between the two of them, walked out without saying a word, and even closed the door intimately.

Song Beige sat back in his chair and touched his nose, "How does the Nine Emperor Princes feel about their bodies?" ”

After all, it's still a little embarrassing to be the winner of his first kiss.

Qin Junshen didn't speak, his eyes fell on her, but he wanted to dissect every inch of her clearly.

Just when Song Beige was about to sit still, he slowly spoke, "Why did you come to the prison?" ”

"I—I can't have a good conscience."

Song Beige suddenly remembered that he was in a coma when he gave him artificial respiration, so he became angry, "The Nine Emperor Princes helped me, and I naturally won't watch you cut off your head." ”

"Really?"

The hoarse two words, with the power to hit the soul, Song Beige's heart trembled, and he quickly changed the topic, "But the emperor doesn't seem to care much about that holy decree." ”

So much has happened, if the emperor had cared about the holy decree in the first place, she would not have had a chance to sit here at all.

The Nine Emperor Princes let go of their hands and seemed very tired.

"Are you alright?" Song Beige subconsciously touched his forehead and was held by him again.

He put her hand on his heart and spit out a sentence with difficulty, "This king's head can be touched if you want to?" ”

Song Beige, "......"

She wanted to say, she not only touched it, but also kissed it, how about it, don't you feel angry when you think about it?

But she couldn't hold back and pulled the corners of her mouth, "The doctor is benevolent, forgive the Nine Emperor Princes." ”

"What if this king is not?" The heavy voice of the Nine Emperor Princes sounded, and as soon as his hand was forced, Song Beige was dragged into his arms.

"Shen'er, the concubine suddenly remembered ......"

Concubine Yue Xian pushed the door in, approached the bodies of the two of them, and hurriedly retreated, "Concubine Mother made a mistake, you continue, continue." ”

Song Beige just wanted to get up, the door was pushed open again, and Concubine Yue Xian poked out her head, "Concubine Mother just wants to tell you, you just woke up, pay attention to your body." ”

With that, the door slammed shut, and the room was quiet again.