Where did Pei Duyang dare to answer?

But thinking about Sang Yan's character, it is indeed possible to kick the emperor out of bed.

"Go get that thing."

He Ying still has to watch.

He didn't believe he could disgust himself to death.

Pei Duyang didn't dare to give it, and persuaded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry." ”

The palace maid has already brought the medicine.

Pei Duyang immediately took it and handed it to the emperor: "I hope the emperor cherishes himself." ”

He Ying drank the medicine in one go, but still insisted: "Don't talk nonsense, bring up the things." ”

Seeing this, Pei Duyang could only present the things.

This one was presented, and the consequence was that the medicine drunk was drunk in vain.

He Ying spit it out again, and while spitting up, he looked at it like a masochist.

Pei Duyang knew that he couldn't go on like this, mainly because he hurt the dragon's body, so he could only ask people to go to the side hall and invite Sang Yan to come over.

When the mulberry smoke came in, the palace maid in the palace was cleaning up the vomit on the ground, and she also burned a lot of incense.

After a busy time, the hall was restored to its original state.

"Why are you here?"

He Ying saw through the layers of veils and saw the person he didn't want to see the most now.

With his image, Pei Duyang dared to call her!

"Pei Duyang, you are so bold!"

He hurriedly folded his nightgown, and the person also turned his back, and shouted angrily: "Come on, drag out the rod and punish thirty!" ”

The guards moved when they heard the noise, and they all walked in.

Pei Duyang knelt on the ground with a "bang": "The emperor forgives his sins!" The emperor spares his life! ”

turned to Sang Yan again, kowtowed and begged: "I hope that Master Sang is sympathetic to the little one!" ”

Sang Yan knew that he was worried about the emperor's health, so he asked someone to call him, the motive was good, the person was loyal, and the beating was really chilling, so he spoke for him: "Okay, if you are dissatisfied with me, you will send it to me, why bother him?" ”

He Ying: "......"

How could he be upset with her?

It's really hard to see her right now.

"You go out first. I'll tell you more about it when I'm ready. ”

He was now disheveled, unkempt, and embarrassed, and he really couldn't see her.

Sang Yan vaguely guessed his careful thoughts, so he said: "Your Majesty, you are a big man, why do you value appearance so much?" ”

His behavior actually reminded her of Madame Li, the favorite concubine of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

It is rumored that before she died, Emperor Wu of Han asked to see her many times, but she refused.

The reason is also very simple, that is, he doesn't want him to see himself haggard and sick.

She wants to die, and in his heart, she is the most beautiful.

In fact, isn't it humble and pitiful to do so?

The emperor's love is too ethereal, in order to keep a wisp, even if he is dying, he doesn't dare to let him see his sick face.

When she dies, will you be afraid? Do you feel lonely?

"I don't care about appearance, I'm afraid of scaring you."

He Ying explained his actions.

Sang Yan came back to his senses and said disapprerovitically: "The emperor is too worried, I am not so timid." ”

So saying, he lifted the veil and walked in.

He Ying heard the movement and subconsciously drilled into the quilt.

Sang Yan: "......"

As for it?

She was about to laugh: "Your Majesty, aren't you hot?" ”

He Ying died, not only hot, but also itchy and uncomfortable.

But he was adamant not to come out.

"Go back. I'll be fine in a moment. ”

"Don't."

Sang Yan sat on the edge of the bed, thought about it, and said sweetly: "The emperor doesn't have to be like this. No matter what the emperor looks like, I like it. ”

"Really?"

He Ying was a little moved, but he didn't lift the quilt.

He was sweating from the heat, and his body was sticky and uncomfortable.

"Ah Yan, you go out first, I beg you, let me take a shower and clean up myself, okay?"

His tone bordered on pleading.

Neither can a man be humble.

Sang Yan's heart softened, and he didn't embarrass him, and walked out.

He Ying quietly poked his head out, saw that she was gone, and called Pei Duyang to come in and ask him to prepare cold water.

He took a cold shower, his body was refreshed, and the pimples all over his body gradually went down.

The mood finally improved.

But he also held a grudge, raised his foot and kicked Pei Duyang: "Let you make your own decisions!" Go and kneel outside for an hour! ”

Thunder, rain and dew are all Jun'en.

Pei Duyang didn't dare to argue, he complained bitterly in his heart, and smiled on his face: "Thank Emperor Longen." ”

He went out of the temple and knelt.

No one dared to supervise him.

He can be lazy, or he can be disobedient, but in the end he kneels honestly.

It's good that the emperor didn't dislike him like Yu Huaide.

It's not like I haven't knelt for an hour.

"What's going on?"

Sang Yan waited for half an hour, came again, and when he saw Pei Duyang kneeling, he asked.

Pei Duyang smiled bitterly and said, "The slave provoked the emperor. It's the minions' fault. The emperor asked the servants to kneel for an hour. Out of the way. Come in, master. The emperor is waiting. ”

Sang Yan listened, thought for a while, and assigned him a job: "I want to eat bird's nest, you go to the imperial dining room to inform me." ”

Pei Duyang immediately got up and said with a smile: "The slave will go now, and kneel again when he comes back." ”

Sang Yan was noncommittal and stepped into the hall.

In the temple

He Ying sat on the bed, frowning, still thinking about the fire avoidance map - he vomited when he saw it, so how could he do it? How to have a baby with Sang Yan? Although he already understood the steps.

"What are you thinking?"

Sang Yan asked aloud: "It's good, why did you get sick?" Who's touching you again? ”

He Ying said truthfully: "No one. I looked at a few fire avoidance diagrams. ”

Sang Yan: "......"

It's amazing.

Fire avoidance diagram = spring palace diagram, right?

Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?

Wait, the point is that he looks at those pictures and vomits too?

Is this a terminally ill and hopeless condition?

Hey, it's hard.

He Ying waited for a while, and before he could reply, he asked, "Why don't you speak?" ”

Sang Yan looked helpless: "I don't know what to say." ”

She really didn't expect him to be so sick.

I used to think that he was hypocritical, pampering a concubine, and a few minutes of things, so that he couldn't bear it, right?

But now, confused.

He Ying also understood, and sighed: "Well, I don't know what to say." ”

He had already given up on treatment, and the jar was broken: "Or, you're drunk, right?" Maybe I'm drunk, and I'll be able to do whatever you want. ”

Sang Yan: "......"

What a bad idea!

I regret saying it!

She is just talking on paper, but she doesn't dare or want to practice it!

"Your Majesty, don't laugh."

She can't do anything wrong with a drunk, God, think about it, it's so evil!

It's too filthy.

She's not that!

But He Ying was very serious: "I didn't say a joke. I want to have a baby with you. Must be raw. ”

After that, let the people go and get the wine.

Soon the wine came.

He drank from altar to altar.

Sang Yan felt that he was really coming, so he had to blush and say: "Actually, the emperor, don't hide it from you, when a man is really drunk, there will be no reaction." ”

He Ying: "......"

He didn't understand, was stunned for a while, and asked innocently: "What if you are half-drunk?" ”

Sang Yan shook his head: "No." Half-drunk is that a woman is pregnant, which is not good for the child and affects the child's health. ”

He Ying scratched his head irritably: "Why do you want to have a child, it's so difficult?" ”