Looking at the injury on Xu Jin'er's face, Song Que didn't speak, thought for a moment, turned over and got out of bed, and walked towards the cabinet next to him.

Seeing this, Xu Jin'er's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

Today is the first time she has served Song Que, she was not pampered, not to mention, she was beaten and tortured by Song Que, and now Song Que suddenly got out of bed and walked towards the cupboard, Xu Jin'er was worried, could it be that Song Que thought of some way to torture herself.

However, the truth is not as Xu Jiner expected.

Song Que opened the cupboard, took out a bottle of ointment from it, folded it back to the side of the dragon couch, opened the stopper, poured out a touch of ointment, applied it to his hands, and beckoned to Xu Jin'er, signaling her to get closer to him.

Xu Jin'er was very scared.

But because Song Que was the emperor, he had to obey, moved his body, and leaned towards Song Que.

Song Que stretched out his hand to Xu Jin'er's cheek, who thought that Song Que was going to slap him, so he hurriedly shrunk his neck in fright, his eyes were closed, revealing a desperate look of resignation.

"Huh?"

Xu Jin'er waited for a long time, but she didn't see the slap on her cheek, but on the contrary, there was a slight cold and comfortable feeling on her cheek.

Be brave and slowly open your eyes.

Saw.....

Song Que used ointment and gently applied it to the scars on Xu Jin'er's cheeks.

"Your Majesty, you...."

Xu Jin'er's face was full of consternation, she thought that Song Que got out of bed, just to torture herself with torture tools, but she never thought that she was taking ointment and personally applying medicine to herself.

"The previous thing was wrong with me, I hope you don't blame me."

Song Que sincerely said sorry words.

However, his words of apology brought a lot of shock to Xu Jin'er.

Under the whole world, it is not the king's land.

On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister.

The emperor is the Son of Heaven, and if the Son of Heaven does something wrong, he does not need to admit his mistake to others.

In Xu Jin'er's heart, the emperor is the sky, and now, this [heaven] has changed, and she apologizes to herself for being a mere four-grade Zhaoyi.

Xu Jin'er had tears in her eyes.

At this moment, there are complex emotions in my heart that are indescribable and unclear.

There is an impression.

There are also some doubts.

Xu Jin'er was afraid that after Song Que helped her apply the medicine, she would torture herself with other cruel means.

After all, the name of Song Que tyrant has long been known to the world.

During the entire process of applying the medicine, Song Que was very careful, and did not show the slightest impatience, which was completely different from the original initiative and anger.

"Alright."

Song Que put a good ointment on Xu Jin'er and smiled at her.

"Your Majesty..."Xu Jin'er was at a loss, she was nervous, and knelt directly in front of Song Que: "The emperor wants to beat and scold, and the concubines are all suffering, and please don't entertain the concubines like this." ”

Pastime?

Looks like she's still having lingering palpitations.

Song Que couldn't help but feel distressed in his heart, the original owner had a violent personality, and he did things too badly, so that if he did some care that ordinary people should have, he would also be suspicious.

Song Que knew very well that he wanted to change the impression of others on him.

It can't be done in a short time.

Thinking of this, Song Que said: "I am by no means a pastime for you, you see, I am applying medicine to you, how about you press my shoulder?" ”

"Pressing the shoulders and beating the legs for the emperor is the blessing of the concubines, the emperor, you are too polite."

There was an exchange of interests, and Xu Jin'er relaxed a lot in her heart.

This is also deliberately done by Song Que, the original owner's reputation is too stinky, and if he treats others well for no reason, others will definitely be at a loss, afraid of traps, but if he proposes some quid pro quo.

Then, you can dispel the doubts of the other party.

Song Que helped Xu Jin'er apply medicine, and Xu Jin'er helped him press his shoulder.

"Your Majesty, the concubines know some ways to dredge acupuncture points, and the concubines are brave and have wide clothes for the emperor." Xu Jin'er plucked up her courage and said.

"Okay."

Song Que hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

Untie the bright yellow shirt.

Shows strong muscles.

Seeing Song Que shirtless, Xu Jin'er's pretty face was flushed and delicate, but soon, she was surprised to find that Song Que had many scars on her body.

Under the ghost's mission, he stretched out his green jade fingers and gently stroked the scars on Song Que's body.

"Your Majesty, why do you have so many dragon bodies..."

Xu Jin'er didn't dare to say any more than halfway through her words, for fear that she would anger the tyrant in front of her because of this matter.

However, Song Que took the initiative to add for her:

"Scar, isn't it?"

Xu Jin'er nodded.

"My biological mother is a palace maid, although my biological mother gave birth to a dragon son for the first emperor, but after all, she is a concubine, and she can't rely on her son, so when I was a child, my biological mother was very disgusted with me, and she was beaten for three days and beaten for five days!"

Song Que took the initiative to talk about the origin of the scars on his body.

Xu Jin'er listened very attentively, knowing what happened to Song Que when she was a child, she actually felt empathy.

Of course, what Song Que said was only what happened to the original owner when he was a child, not what happened to him, but after fusing the memories of the original owner, he learned about the tragic childhood of the original owner when he was a child.

In Song Que's heart, he still had some sympathy for the original owner.

The reason why the original owner was so violent and became a tyrant is inseparable from his experience when he was a child.

"Your Majesty." Just when Xu Jin'er pressed Song Que's shoulder to dredge the acupuncture points, an old eunuch with white eyebrows walked in.

"What?"

Song Que closed his eyes and enjoyed Xu Jin'er's massage, and didn't look at the white-eyed old eunuch.

"Back to the emperor, Wang Zhen, the eunuch in charge of the inner palace, asked to see him."

The white-eyed old eunuch replied respectfully.

Wang Zhen?

Song Que had a lot of memory information about Wang Zhen in his mind.

Wang Zhen, who entered the palace since he was a child, was assigned to the original owner's side, serving the original owner, because he would slip his beard and shoot horses, and won the appreciation of the original owner, and later, the original owner became the emperor, and Wang Zhen's status was naturally rising.

He was promoted to the chief eunuch of the inner palace by the original owner.

Because Wang Zhen is a popular person around the emperor, many officials in private have scolded him.

Moreover, Wang Zhen is nearly in his early twenties.

In the palace.

and recognized a hundred righteous sons.

"Xuan!"

Song Que pondered for a moment, and finally Xuan Wang Zhen came to see him.

With Song Que's consent, the white-eyed old eunuch turned around and walked outside the hall.

Not for a while.

A young eunuch dressed in a python robe and official uniform walked in.

The young eunuch has a thief head and a thief brain, his eyes are squinting, and the whole person gives people the feeling that he is a ruthless person.

"Slave Wang Zhen, see the emperor."

"Emperor Shenggong'an."

Kneeling in front of Song Que with a plop, Wang Zhen saluted Song Que as a monarch and minister.

"No courtesy."

Song Que did not show the landscape on the surface, but he was already brewing in his heart to punish Wang Zhen, the chief eunuch in front of him.

all these years.

Wang Zhen leaned on being the emperor's red man.

Fished a lot of oil and water.

There are hundreds of military officials in the Chinese court, and there is no shortage of loyal ministers, who hate him to the core.

Although Song Que has now become an emperor, the name of a tyrant is still dead on his head, and he has to find a way to take it off.

A powerful minister in the court.

He is unshakable at the moment.

After all, it was those powerful ministers who put themselves on the throne back then.

Dynamic Minister.

Then get up tomorrow, and the dragon chair will be sat by someone else.

Only take Wang Zhen first.

Eunuchs.

It can not only show its own means, but also play the effect of killing chickens and monkeys, and let those courtiers who are loyal to the cadres see their own changes.

Best of both worlds.