The saint thought for a long time before he said in a dumb voice, "Let me think about it." ”

With such an answer, you can attack and retreat, and Liu Shangshu doesn't know what it means behind the ambiguity.

He could only sigh secretly and retreat.

The saint closed his eyes and recuperated, looking calm on the surface, but his heart was constantly fluctuating.

Establish a prince?

Who to erect?

In the dream, he tried all kinds of methods, and the final outcome was the same.

The only Sun Zhen who can change is dead, so who is the world passed on, and what difference does it make to him?

Since there is no difference, then set up a random one?

Whoever agrees with moving the capital will be established!

The saint was pondering, and someone outside said that the second hall had come down, so he summoned Sun Miao in.

In the past two days, Sun Miao would come to the dormitory every afternoon to serve the sick in person.

He stepped forward and saluted, and then asked Gonggong Han about the status of the Holy Lord today.

The saint stared at him for a while, and asked, "Liu Shangshu just left, did you meet him?" ”

Sun Miao bowed his head and said, "I met outside the dormitory." ”

The saint said: "Liu Shangshu is here to persuade me to establish the prince early, I can't travel far in my illness, if the prince goes north, it is also a way to solve the urgent need." Miao'er, what do you think? ”

Sun Miao frowned, even took a breath, and after thinking about it again, he said: "Father, Liu Shangshu's proposal has never been thought of before. The first time I heard about it, I couldn't think about it for a while, so please think about it again for my father and Emperor Rong's ministers? ”

Shengshang glanced at the cautious Sun Miao and sighed: "Don't worry, just think slowly, and talk about it after thinking about it." ”

Sun Miao respectfully responded, and knew in his heart that there was very little time left for him.

He went to the dormitory for two days to serve, and in the eyes of others, it was tantamount to currying favor with the saint.

Sun Qi didn't say it, but Sun Miao could see that the imperial brother was on guard.

Only Sun Miao himself knew that he had no intention of currying favor with the saint, because he had no intention of fighting for the throne, and even wished that the dust would settle earlier, so as not to involve him.

But recently, there have been more officials who have beaten his mind.

In the past, the situation was not tense, there were mostly neutral wait-and-seeers, Sun Rui was outstanding, and most of the wait-and-see people would not "exclude" him.

Before, at least it was stable, but now it is not far from chaos.

Clearly and secretly wanted to push Sun Miao, and even turned around and wanted to follow the path of his mother Yuan Guifei and his wife Yu, and there were even rumors that he was Wen Tun and Sun Xu were young and ...... in the future

Sun Miao only felt that they were all crazy!

forced Liu Shangshu to enter the palace to persuade the saint to set up the prince early, and the prince went north, which shows how crazy he is in private.

When his father really relented and agreed to Liu Shangshu's proposal, maybe it would not be his turn to make a choice, and the others were dragging hard, whether he or the other brothers, they were all in the whirlpool, powerless to struggle.

King Nanling still had a cellar to hide from at that time, how did he know where there were secret passages and cellars in this palace?

The saint took the medicine and fell asleep against the pillow.

He didn't sleep well.

Gonggong Han was worried that the Holy Dream would call Sun Miao to listen, and wanted to invite him to the side hall to rest, but Sun Miao insisted on not listening, and the two did not dare to talk loudly, so they could only rely on their hands to gesticulate.

This compartment has not yet drawn a result, and in the other compartment, Sun Qi has come outside.

Gonggong Han could only turn around and go out to see Sun Qi.

There was no one else in front of the dragon bed.

According to Sun Miao's thoughts, he should find a better opportunity, but Liu Shangshu's words today made him have less time.

Sun Qi's sudden arrival took away Gonggong Han again, and it was no longer time to come.

Sun Miao gently stuffed the wooden tube into the saint's hand.

This wooden tube is used by the saint to install the painting scroll, he can't get out of bed recently, the painting scroll is not stored on the bookshelf, all moved to the dragon bed, so that it is convenient to look at it at any time, and I am afraid of accidentally crushing, so I used the wooden tube.

Sun Miao bent down to approach the saint, calculated the angle, tilted his head, and slammed into the side baffle of the dragon bed......

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

The saint woke up from the dream and looked at Sun Miao who was lying on the side of the bed in amazement.

Han Gongcheng persuaded Sun Qi to come over later, and suddenly heard such a sound, he almost jumped up, and he didn't care about stopping Sun Qi, and the two walked inside one after the other.

Sun Qi saw the situation clearly, and his face was inexplicable, he stepped forward to help Sun Miao, who knew that Sun Miao was soft, his eyes were blank, and when he touched his head, there was blood on his head.

He hurriedly urged Father-in-law Han to ask for a doctor, and asked the saint in a low voice: "Father, this and the second brother are ......."

"How do I know?" The saint was also confused, "I'm asleep!" ”

Sun Qi could only ask Sun Miao again.

Sun Miao's reaction was a little slow, and her eyelids blinked every once in a while.

"Father and brother......" Sun Miao opened his mouth, paused again, looking nervous, and then he raised his hand to touch his ear with great difficulty, it was sticky and full of blood, "I don't seem to be able to hear......"

Sheng Shang and Sun Qi were stupid, and the attendants who were called in to serve by Gonggong Han were also stupid.

Sun Miao opened her mouth and said "ahhhh......h

Sun Qi was so anxious that he didn't dare to move Sun Miao at will, so he could only let him lean on himself, drag Sun Miao's hand to write stroke by stroke, and ask him why he was hurt.

Sun Miao said: "I heard my father's dream words, but the voice was too soft, I wasn't sure whether it was hot or cold, I could only listen closer, how do I know if I hadn't heard anything, my father suddenly raised his hand, the wooden tube hit my head, I didn't stand firm, and hit the baffle......"

Sun Qi swallowed his saliva.

The previous Tao Zhaoyi, who didn't know whether he heard clearly or not, had already buried the imperial mausoleum.

Shengshang tightened his mouth and looked at Sun Miao deeply, he actually didn't remember what he dreamed about just now, just as before, but all those nightmares, he remembered them clearly, and now he has no impression, probably no dream.

Since there are no nightmares, what flowers can be produced in dreams?

Besides, Sun Zhen is dead, he just mentioned it, what can he do?

The imperial doctors came over and checked Sun Miao's injuries.

The bleeding is not serious, but the dizziness is certain and requires some rest, as for the ears......

Some people kowtowed, deaf, blind, this is not an isolated case, they have all heard of it, some of them recovered on their own, some of them have been like this for the rest of their lives, and no one knows when it will get better.

Sun Miao was sent back to his palace, and when he was carried back, Yu's face turned pale with fright.

After settling Sun Miao, Yu sat on the edge of the bed and asked in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, why are you injured?" This ......"

Sun Miao motioned for her to send away the palace maids and grandmothers who were waiting, and then held Yu's hand and said, "I'm fine." ”

"I can't hear it......"

As soon as Yu Shi spoke, she was slightly stunned when she saw Sun Miao smiling at her and making a silent gesture.

Sun Miao said softly: "It's really fine." ”

Yu blinked.

Sun Miao said, "Shhh ”