Picking up the wine bottle on the table beside him, the orange-red wine swayed out of an intoxicating atmosphere, and this toast action drove the synchronization of everyone present. Shaking the wine bottle lightly, he smiled lightly and said loudly: "God bless me Jiang Guo!"

The brief congratulatory words echoed in this quiet Long Live Palace, and in a trance, all the people present raised their glasses and drank at the same time and shouted: "God bless Jiang Guo!"

Seeing this scene, His Majesty, who was at the back of the house, was as if he was happy, whether he agreed with his son's approach, or laughed at this brainless congratulatory speech?

The weak body couldn't bear the ravages of this glass of wine at all, but everyone drank it, Xiaobai, who was His Royal Highness the Prince, had to drink it, and it was impossible to make a trick under the gaze of many people. I didn't like the contents of this cup, but now I swallow it like a flowing fire, burning and blazing!

If it weren't for the fact that the powder on his face was too simple, his face would have been as red as blood! But now in the eyes of others, this prince has a good amount of alcohol, and a glass of strong wine is like drinking water, and the amount of wine is like a chest, and the more is wide. Look at how much the prince drinks now, and he is set to be a generation of Ming Jun, which is really a great fortune for my country!

Turned around and paced back to his father's side, his exaggerated footsteps were hidden by the robe and were not noticed, but the gradually shaking body was so obvious, fortunately, everyone now could no longer see the figure of the prince behind the high platform, so no one noticed this exposed scene.

Insisting on leaning on his father's dragon chair with a very weak body, he began to gasp rapidly regardless of his own image, and said inarticulately: "Father, can the son of the emperor retire first?" The sentence was said slowly by Xiaobai, who was numbed by his tongue, but it was very close, so His Majesty could hear it clearly.

In this long live palace, His Majesty is His Majesty, majestic and full of majesty, different from Xiaobai's whispered question, but responded extremely loudly: "Quasi!" A quasi-word represents the permission to affirm one thing, this quasi-performance is heard by everyone present, combined with the prince turned around and left the stage, and His Majesty is in the rear, this quasi-performance should be a certain request of the quasi-prince, the prince is a desperate position above ten thousand people under one person, and it is definitely not trivial to need His Majesty's approval, and the trivial matter will not be deliberately said loudly.

Could it be that His Majesty has already delegated power to the crown prince? It is possible, of course, it is only speculation.

Everyone saw that the prince on the stage was held down by a secret guard and left slowly. It makes everyone doubt or be sure of what is imaginary.

This weak body could no longer continue to function, and fell forward in an instant, Wu Meng in front of him immediately supported the thin body that was about to fall, and slowly moved to the inner hall of the Long Live Palace.

There is no so-called miracle cure, this sobering medicine is just a symptomatic use, but it also takes time for it to spread, so Xiaobai did not immediately return to his previous appearance, he was still drunk and half-dead, the difference is that the eyes that have never been opened in a coma are full of gaps, insisting on a trace of sanity to prevent the mind from being invaded by drunkenness! The squinted eyes are the best proof.

Carefully supported by Imperial Doctor Nayang lying on the chair, holding the remaining decoction in his hand, he fed it with a spoonful after a few breaths, his face was a little puzzled, a little helpless, but more caring. The first person who diagnosed the natural malpractices of the little white prince was Doctor Yang, who is known for helping the world and saving people. When he was young, he was determined to be a bloodthirsty body by Imperial Physician Yang, and it is impossible to forget the scene at that time in his life.

His Majesty, who was pale-faced, sat in front of the bed, and when he was a child, Xiaobai fainted on the bed with a painful face, and Imperial Doctor Yang put his hands on his chest, and his voice trembled with grief and said the diagnosis, saying that there was no cure, and the result of this nail was that His Majesty's already pale face suddenly turned bloody! The majestic gaze accompanied by monstrous power also disappeared without a trace, only the eyes were full of despair, the white on the edge of the hair on the head was prominent, as if the vitality was swallowed by some kind of whirlpool, the sideburns were black and white in an instant, and the appearance of the standing was also instantly old, this shocking scene made Imperial Doctor Yang kneel down in front of His Majesty in an instant, his trembling body seemed to be like a cat and beast that was greatly frightened, trembling, knowing that his life was short, and diagnosing such a result was enough to let himself die peacefully, not to mention that the picture of His Majesty's instant old age was seen by himself, no matter which of the two, it was enough for him to die unexpectedly。

I didn't dare to speak, just blindly kneeling and trembling, not that the elderly Yang Taiyi didn't know what the integrity was, but that he had to act like this now, death was the inevitable result, and he had already seen through the so-called life and death at the age of the sixtieth birthday, early death and late death were all a process, and the result was the same, so why care, but this kneeling scene was not fearful, but like His Majesty's request to express himself, he hoped not to involve his family after death.

Now I am thinking about the safety of my wife and children, Your Majesty is a Ming Jun, I think I will read it in the common name of the old minister who has devoted his life to saving people and helping the world, and it will not involve the family, maybe Your Majesty Shengming can also leave a famous name for the old minister after his death, so do you want to come to the little old man still need to get out of the underworld and kowtow again to thank him?

In a few breaths, it seemed to Imperial Doctor Yang that it was so long, and finally, when His Majesty spoke, it was not a dead silence that was extremely angry: Pull it down, cut it. and so on, but let out a long breath, and then said lightly: "Stand down." "No more follow-up.

I couldn't believe that His Majesty didn't order his life to do the work of secrecy, and the sentence of retreat was so shocking and pleasant to the ears of Imperial Doctor Yang.

Bi Gong and Bi Jing retreated and left, not daring to raise his eyes, at the door, he heard His Majesty in the palace shouting angrily: "Thief God, if you want to surrender your sin, you will be alone, what is the matter with my child! Thief God, give me back my child!"

This desperate cry directly made the retreating footsteps fall to the ground instantly, and the cold sweat behind his back instantly bubbled out like blood spurting from a severed neck, staining a wet piece.

Your Majesty is a strong man today, and with a desperate sigh, he didn't know how to use his roar, and the withered body of Imperial Doctor Yang alone couldn't bear it at all, and after kneeling, he fainted. When he woke up, he found that he had returned home, and asked Mrs. Lai about it, only to be sent back by someone from the palace, and nothing else was said. Knowing that this was His Majesty's move to let him go, he was immediately overwhelmed, but then he thought that the great calamity was not counted, it was true that he would not die, and he would not know about the blessing, but at least his old bones no longer belonged to him, but His Majesty's words, after all, he knew too much.

Obviously, Imperial Physician Yang later became the Imperial Physician exclusive to today's Prince Xiaobai. It can be said that when His Majesty contacted Xiaobai, he did not treat him more often, the treatment was just a diagnosis and a consultation, and most of the care was a frequent thing, and the understanding of Prince Xiaobai belonged to this Yang Imperial Doctor except for the prince who no one knew. It is not an exaggeration to see the big from a young age! Love is inevitable.

Looking at the drunken Xiaobai's painful look, he naturally stretched out his thin hands in an unbearable state, trembling and wanting to caress his cheeks to drive away the pain, but when his hand was halfway through, he suddenly felt inappropriate, what kind of identity he was, he was a minister, where was the reason for the courtier to touch the prince, but the more he saw Xiaobai's pain, the more his palms trembled, and finally reason prevailed over reason, and the thin hands stroked Xiaobai's cheeks, gently rubbing as if to drive away the pain.

Wu Meng, who was behind him, saw this scene, and did not make a sound to remind him of his identity, but slowly walked to Imperial Doctor Yang's side and patted the thin shoulder with his hand, and said in a voice that only one person could hear: "Alas, this child is suffering." ”

This short-lived sigh finally proves that this Wu Meng is not without feelings, but he has never expressed it in front of others, and it also proves that he does not dislike the current prince Xiaobai, on the contrary, the personal protection identity from childhood care to adulthood shocked Wu Meng to understand what kind of intelligence and iron-like willpower this young boy has! It is not surprising that Imperial Doctor Yang is an old friend with Lao Yang, both of whom are more than half a hundred old men, and they are old, so they can only use their remaining meager ability to defend and adhere to the glory of Jiang Guo, and all the people of this glory are the sons of Jiang Guo, Jiang Xiaobai!

"What is Your Majesty's intention?" asked Imperial Physician Yang in a low voice.

"I don't know. Wu Meng shook his head and replied in a low voice.

The two sighed to themselves at the same time, alas. Then his eyes focused on Xiaobai's face, and he stared at it for a long time.

Indissoluble.