readx;? Chapter 137 The stench in the history of the Qing Dynasty has been left for 10,000 years

Author: Skyrim Drive

In the past year, the imperial guards have lived in dire straits. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info because the emperor didn't know which tendon was wrong, or added a new habit, suddenly keen to indulge in wound care, and never tired of it, everyone had to take turns to fight bravely injured, and then under the guidance of the imperial doctor, the emperor tremblingly cleaned, sutured, and bandaged all kinds of wounds. That unfamiliar technique can shake off half a life, and the psychological damage is far greater than the physical wounds. When the emperor was satisfied with the wound, the guards were also sweating and miserable.

However, He Yue was very unconfident in his way of dealing with wounds, and he didn't dare to try it casually on Feng Ran's body, not to mention Feng Ran's injury, a knife to pierce and stab, and also hurt the bones, it was complicated and abnormal to deal with, and He Yue didn't dare to do it.

Surprised to surprised, Feng Ran said: "Let the imperial doctor change the medicine, which imperial doctor will change the medicine, I will kill him!"

He Yue was taken aback and asked, "You are annoyed that he touched you, just chop your hands, so you don't want to kill people, right?"

"Okay, just chop your hands. ”

He Yue smiled bitterly: "Dye'er, the Taiyi changed the dressing, it is for your good, we can't take revenge and chop off other people's hands." ”

"Okay, if you don't chop your hands, you can kill someone. ”

"You're not such an unreasonable person. ”

Feng Ran said lightly: "That was before. Feng Ran raised his hand, slightly pulled open his right collar, under the collar, leaning into the neck, there was a bright red scar, which was particularly dazzling: "This is the mark that His Majesty branded Feng Ran, saying, whoever sees this mark, either he dies, or Feng Ran dies." Otherwise, Your Majesty will not spare the wind and dye. Feng Ran didn't want to die yet, so he had to kill the imperial doctor. "If you want to change the dressing on your right shoulder, you naturally have to show your right shoulder, so how can the imperial doctor not see the mark?

He Yue didn't speak for a long time, he almost forgot that he had branded the vermilion ink mark on Feng Ran's body, and he also forgot that he had said something like that to Feng Ran. tried to recall, but I only remembered that he didn't trust Feng Ran at that time, for fear that Feng Ran would hook up with Lu Feiqing. He Yue said: "Dye'er, when I was angry, I would brand you with a mark, and I can't take it seriously." I went back and asked the doctor to dispense the medicine and erase the scar. ”

"Even if it weren't for this scar, I would have killed the Imperial Doctor!"

He Yue only felt that Feng Ran seemed to be a different person, and became unreasonable, why did he have to kill the imperial doctor?" "Which imperial doctor has an enmity with you?"

Feng Ran's gaze lightly swept over the stacks of folds on the bookcase in the distance, and said: "Your Majesty has been out of the wind for four days, and among those stacks of folds, I am afraid that most of them are involved in the wind staining to confuse the king." On the second day of the emperor's wedding, the wind dye caused the queen to stay alone. This one alone is enough to dye the wind ten times eight times. ”

"Don't be afraid, with me here, who dares to touch you?"

Feng Ran smiled slightly: "Yes, if it weren't for the emperor here, I'm afraid that my Wind Garden wouldn't be able to stop the saliva of the ministers and the people." Feng Ran is a damned person, if it weren't for the emperor's insistence on maintaining it, how could Feng Ran survive to this day?"

He Yue heard the sarcasm in Feng Ran's words, and asked, "Ran'er, what do you want to say?"

"Feng Ran is the forbidden belly of His Majesty, and he took the name of the favored servant, and took away the wedding joy of the queen's mother, and he didn't care about killing a few more imperial doctors. If Feng Ran is not a fox and a fake tiger, a dog is powerful, and he does a few evil things, how can he leave a name in history and leave a stench for 10,000 years?" He Yue looked directly at He Yue and asked: "Which Israel's concubine is not a traitor? How can I be an exception to Feng Dye? If Your Majesty thinks that the notoriety of Feng Ran has tarnished Your Majesty's reputation, why don't you give it death as soon as possible?"

After doing it for a long time, Feng Ran wanted to find death again, and he didn't stop for a moment! He Yue was so angry that he didn't bother to say, and shouted: "Bring a rope in!" He wanted to tie Feng Ran to the chair, and he pulled Feng Ran but didn't move, and then he pulled hard, but Feng Ran still stood still. He Yue said angrily: "Okay, your martial arts are higher than mine now, right? Why don't you run away?"

Feng Ran was able to recover some shallow internal force, all of which He Yue had turned into his own internal force and cultivated with him, otherwise, he was still suffering from body poison, and his martial arts internal strength was already higher than He Yue's, but his martial arts could be said to be given by He Yue, no matter how strong he was, he couldn't use it to compete with He Yue, he didn't have that qualification! As soon as He Yue asked, Feng Ran had just unloaded his strength, and when he landed, he was dragged over by He Yue and firmly tied to the chair, and He Yue hugged Feng Ran to the death, not letting Feng Ran writhe and struggle. Call in the Imperial Doctor to change the wound medicine.

This time, when Feng Ran was sober, he held down and forcibly changed the dressing, only to make Feng Ran nauseous and vomiting to death, Xiao Yuan took the spittoon to continue, and the people below continued to present all kinds of spittoons like flowing water, and then changed them to clean. Rao is like this, and he also splashed a lot of dirt on He Yue's body, He Yue just didn't see it, and held the wind steadily.

As soon as the imperial doctor saw Feng Dye like this, he knew it, and sent the swift and steady imperial doctor to divide the wound medicine for Feng Ran and bandage it quickly. Pay special attention to not have to, and resolutely do not touch the wind dye. He threw the blood-stained strips of cloth and the like into the brazier and burned them in front of the wind.

After changing the wound medicine, the imperial doctor retired, and He Yue ordered: "In the palace today, this situation, this scene, this matter, who dares to leak half a word of rumors, punish the nine clans!" Feng Ran was held in He Yue's arms, although he was weak, his tone was cold: "Everyone, it doesn't hurt to say it, whether you say it or not, I will kill you in the future!" So there was that knowledgeable imperial doctor, and later they found excuses to flee the capital and resign to avoid disaster.

When He Yue was recuperating from wind dyeing and changing medicines, Manager Zhuang found an opportunity to talk to He Yue secretly.

"Lao Zhuang, you are not a person who can't tell the difference between severity and severity on weekdays, why did you let Gongzi pour out the medicine and his illness worsened?" He Yue opened her mouth and asked Chief Manager Zhuang about the crime. didn't say a word about Feng Ran letting Zheng Xiunian go, and didn't ask a word. When Feng Ran asked to dispose of Zheng Xiunian, he thought that Feng Ran would use this to kill Zheng Xiunian. But Feng Ran unexpectedly let Zheng Xiunian go, maybe the relationship between Feng Ran and Zheng Xiunian was not as he guessed, but He Yue didn't want to ask. He agreed to Feng Ran and handed Zheng Xiunian over to Feng Ran to dispose of, no matter how Feng Ran disposed of it, that was the final result of disposal, and he would not interfere with Feng Ran's decision.

"That's what Childe meant...... Childe is bent on death, how can I not fulfill him?"

"Bastard!"

Manager Zhuang did not flinch, and said: "Your Majesty, the son will never be willing to be a male pet, and it is impossible for him to bear His Majesty's kindness!"

"Did I treat him as a male pet?"

Manager Zhuang sighed: "Your Majesty does not regard Gongzi as a male pet, Your Majesty knows, the villain knows, who else knows? Everyone outside, including Gongzi himself, regards Gongzi as His Majesty's male pet." ”

"I ...... Should I give him a name?"

"What title can Your Majesty give to your son? Your Majesty has married the queen, and the only people who can give it to your son are concubines, concubines, and talents, which one does not indicate the identity of the son's male favorite?"

He Yue was also thinking, what kind of name could he give to Feng Ran? In addition to the name of the harem, the court is the name of the monarch and minister, at least now is far from the time to let Feng Ran stand in the court. But He Yue clearly knew that his feelings for Feng Ran were by no means brotherly and friendly, and he and Feng Ran also had the reality of husband and wife, and he didn't want to use the name of his brother to cover his ears and steal the bell.

Seeing that He Yue was silent, Manager Zhuang said, "Your Majesty, have you ever thought about why Gongzi can be used by Prince Rui?" Without waiting for He Yue to answer, Manager Zhuang asked himself and replied: "Just because Prince Rui can endure his desire for Gongzi, he can treat him with courtesy after all." ”

He Yue smiled bitterly: "Lao Zhuang, it's too late for you to say this." "The first time he saw the wind dye, he just had a desire for the wind dye's body, this is the most primitive and first thing! But the more he learned about the wind dye, the more he valued the wind dye person, gradually, he wanted to get the wind dye's body, but also to get the wind dye person, and today, the desire to get the wind dye this person has already overshadowed the desire to get the wind dye body! Unfortunately, some things have happened, they can't be erased, and he and the wind dye will never return to the moment when they first met.

Zhuang Zongguan: "Gongzi is by no means a good kind, if you can't get Gongzi to return to his heart, staying by his side, it will endanger His Majesty's life, if the tiger returns to the mountain, with the ability of Gongzi, it will definitely be a huge obstacle for Your Majesty to recover the Fengmeng Kingdoms in the future!

"He's your son!"

Chief Zhuang knelt down, respectfully kowtowed to He Yue, and his subordinates bowed to the monarch and said, "Kill the son, give him a good time!" If Your Majesty really likes him, you should take care of his feelings. "He is a bystander, he can see it really, He Yue is pressing forward step by step, the wind dye has no way to retreat, his heart is miserable, and life is worse than death. And as soon as Feng Ran dies, He Yue can also be liberated, and he will no longer have to be distracted by Feng Ran, and he can concentrate all his energy on political affairs to realize his grand ambition and hegemony!

Chief Zhuang is still in charge of the remnants of the dark department left behind by the Prince's Mansion, and has received the news that the attitude of the ministers in the court towards He Yue's male attendant is very clear, and the male style in the Fengmeng Continent is prevalent, and the emperor can naturally also raise male attendants, the key is not to spoil the male attendants to the point of lawlessness! They must not be spoiled to the point of endangering the harem and the court! The prince's mansion was renamed and rewarded to the male attendant to live, and the queen was snubbed the day after the wedding. In other days, if the wind dye falls into the hands of these sanctimonious ministers, it will be worse than death!

After thinking about it, only when the wind dyes to death is the best way to achieve the best. He Yue is reluctant to give death to the wind dye, so let the wind dye die of illness and ease it down. However, He Yue didn't understand the stakes, and desperately tried her best to save Feng Ran back, desperately trying to keep Feng Ran by her side. Manager Zhuang knew that the more desperate He Yue was, the more he pushed Feng Ran to death.

He Yue didn't speak for a long time, and waved his hand tiredly to ask Manager Zhuang to leave, he should think about how to arrange the wind dyeing.