Your Highness - Blooming

Inside the shrine

The holy king is offering incense to the concubine Xian, "How is he these days?"

"Sir, everything is fine these days, but I still can't sleep peacefully at night." The maid standing aside bowed and replied.

"Burn this incense tonight, let's go down." The holy king signaled the eunuch in charge beside him to hand a box of exquisitely carved purple incense pills to the maid, who took the incense box and left.This incense is a sleeping incense specially provided by the Miaojiang people, and it has the effect of calming the mind.

The holy king put the three sticks of incense in his hand into the tribute stove, knelt on the futon and kowtowed three times to the concubine Xian. "Mother and concubine, he really doesn't want to forgive his son!"

At the third quarter of Haishi, the Holy King stood under the eaves of the side hall of Xuanhe, seeing that the lights in the main hall had gone out, and stood there for a while, his legs and feet were numb from the cold, so he moved slowly towards the main hall.The person on the couch was still sleeping restlessly, curled up, clutching the corners of the quilt tightly with both hands, kicking his legs from time to time, trembling and sweating profusely.Sheng Wang sat down on the edge, rolled up his sleeves, reached out to pick up the washbasin towel, wrung it out and spread it out, gently wiping the sweat from Nan's face and neck.

"Holy Son" Nan murmured, turned over to the other side and continued to fall asleep with his back facing the Holy King.

The Holy King frowned, thinking that what he called just now was 'Your Majesty. Throwing the towel into the basin casually, "You have never given me half of your love for him." He reached out and touched the golden dragon mask on his right eye. "That's right, how can such a sinful person like this king be compared with the proud son of that day." The holy king couldn't help laughing at himself, stood up and walked out of the hall.

The person on the couch finally turned his head, got up and got out of bed and walked to the window, saw the lonely figure through the veil, walking in the snow with deep feet and shallow feet, the wind and snow blew into the room through the veil and made him drenched Nan's eyes. "Your Highness." Nan called hoarsely, but unfortunately the wind and snow were too heavy, and the sound was not as good as the swishing sound of snowflakes falling.

Tongzhai Inn

King Hao sat on the stand on the second floor, wearing a white gauze curtain to cover King Hao's entire body.

"In the last chapter, we said that the Jade Emperor loved Si Xijun's son Nanyou Sixian very much. It is a good story when it comes to this name. It is said that the name Si Xijun used when he traveled and practiced was Nanyou. You, later I met the destined person named Luo Xian. Luo Xian's cultivation is naturally excellent, otherwise how could he be favored by Si Xijun? However, this good time did not last long. Falling into the devil's path, Si Xijun was willing to risk his life to save his husband, but he never thought that he was already pregnant. Luo Xian didn't want to see Si Xijun in a dilemma, so he hastily ended his life. His name is Nanyou Sixian, and Si is equivalent to missing. Besides, how can Si Xijun tolerate this bad breath, and he intercepted and killed the villain who assassinated Luo Xian without reporting to the heaven, so he violated the rules of heaven and was sentenced to death. Deprived of the immortal status. However, the Jade Emperor still treats his son kindly. The reason is that Nanyou Jun was born with golden scales and is very different from ordinary dragons! Do you know how difficult it is for this dragon to practice? Then Let's start with the snake. It is said that a snake has been cultivated for a hundred years to become a dragon, and a dragon has been cultivated for a thousand years to become a dragon and soar to the sky. And this Nanyou Lord was born with golden scales, and the dragon's horns are distinct. This is an auspicious sign! The Jade Emperor Can you not treat him kindly?" King Hao spoke vividly while sitting in the stands on the second floor.

"Okay! Well said." There was applause from downstairs, and Yu'er was busy collecting rewards at each table.

"Hey! Do you remember the golden flying dragon in the palace 20 years ago, it was so magnificent!" A guest officer with a scar on his face and a beard on his face picked up a leg of lamb on the table and gnawed it to the crowd. A listener yelled. "The whole body is golden, so beautiful!"

"Then what kind of dragon is that? It's a monster playing tricks to deceive ordinary people like us." Another guest officer replied.

"You must! It was transformed by a monster, who used magic to persecute the former king." Another guest officer stood up and answered.

"Yes, yes, it is said that the blinding method was broken before half a stick of incense, and the monster fell into the monster lake under the cliff of Jiuqi Mountain. In my opinion, it was probably torn to pieces by those monsters It's scum..."

"Tear it well, tear it well. It should be like this to bring disaster to the country and the people!"

"How did I hear that this monster was once the founder of the country?"

"Brother, don't talk nonsense about this."

"Where did you come from, a foreigner? If you say such rebellious words, you will die..."

The appearance of a strange sound immediately attracted crowds of voices to suppress it.

Hearing their chattering and shouting, King Hao shook his head helplessly and retreated behind the stage to rest.

Zhu'er was listening enthusiastically, but was disturbed by this group of people. She looked up and saw that the storyteller had left, and heard them swearing at Zifu with obscenities. She couldn't help but feel angry. Then he knew it well and pushed the wheelchair to send him back home.

"Yu'er, come up." King Hao took a sip of tea, saw through the screen that Zhu'er seemed to be leaving, so he poked his head out and whispered to Yu'er who was standing by the counter.

Panting, Yu'er ran up the second floor quickly, threw her chest in front of the table, snatched the porcelain cup that King Hao was holding, raised her head and drank the remaining half cup of tea in one gulp, saying: "Master, you I am so comfortable here! I am so tired that my waist is about to break, ouch, ouch..." Putting down the teacup, Yu'er put his hands on his waist, straightened his back and twisted his neck, his joints made a clicking sound, and he screamed again Twice. "Oh, listen, listen, it's almost broken."

King Hao never shared anything with anyone in his life, today Yu'er snatched his teacup, but he didn't react for a while.After being dazed for a while, I finally remembered the business, "There is a gentleman downstairs in the past few days, you can clearly recognize him in plain clothes and in a wheelchair."

"Of course I can recognize it clearly, it's your regular customer, young master! Hahaha..." The regular customer is equivalent to a man who frequents a brothel, and Yu'er is not angry when he teases King Hao like this.Yu'er said again. "Spend a lot of money, and you can tell at a glance that he must be the son of a noble family."

"Go and help me bring him up, and just ask him to have a cup of tea." King Hao pushed Yu'er downstairs, "Hurry up, people are going to go far away, I will treat you to something delicious tonight."

As soon as Yu'er heard him say that there was something delicious to eat in the evening, she ran downstairs and went to the street to find someone.It's a pity that the wind and snow were too heavy, and there were so many pedestrians on the road, all holding oil-paper umbrellas to block Yu'er's sight, and he forgot to bring a cloak when he left the inn, a gust of cold wind blew past and made Yu'er shiver, crossing his hands to the side Rubbing his arms, he had no choice but to go back to the inn resentfully.

"It's gone far away." Yu'er entered the door and saw King Hao was helping him clean up the dishes, so she couldn't help but feel guilty and approached him to preach.

"It's okay, let's make an appointment another day." King Hao looked up and saw that Yu'er's hair was covered with snowflakes, "Go up and wipe it, don't freeze." He reached out to help Yu'er pat the snow off his shoulders.

on the hall

After the court meeting, the eunuch in charge came forward and reported: "Today the general also did not go to court." After the report, he retreated to the side and brought a bowl of ginseng tea to the holy king.

The holy king sat in front of the table with his head down, rubbed his temples with both hands and sighed: "Oh! Forget it, let him go." He picked up the ginseng tea and took a sip before swallowing it, then frowned and vomited again. Returning to the cup, he shook his head and handed it to the eunuch in charge. The old eunuch took the tea and poked along the rim of the cup, and the tea was almost completely cold.Unavoidably, his heart tightened, he took the ginseng tea and immediately retreated to the back of the hall.

"Why do you all work as errands?" After leaving the hall, the old eunuch pushed the ginseng tea in his hand to the young eunuch at the door, and reprimanded him in a low voice. "Watch your heads carefully!"

At this time, a court lady hurriedly came to face her, and she took a closer look at the maid on duty at the Xuanhe Palace. Seeing her flustered expression and red eyes, the old eunuch went up to her and asked, "But what happened to that gentleman?"

"Master Xiao." The maid bowed like an old eunuch with a crying voice, "I went to watch the night last night, and saw my husband half-sitting and leaning on the door frame to sleep, so I helped him to rest on the couch. But today, Mr. Chenshi has a high fever. Back, I invited the imperial doctor of the Imperial Hospital to make a diagnosis. He said that he had suffered from the wind and cold for a long time at night, and he was afraid that he would not get better in a while. Now he even has difficulty eating, and he vomits continuously. How can this be done?" The maid's voice became more and more serious as she spoke. Trembling, knowing that this matter was caused by my own laziness.

"You...why didn't you ask the imperial physician to take a look when you were ugly? You...ah!" The old eunuch broke out in a cold sweat when he heard it, and heaved a long sigh.If His Majesty finds out, this maid may lose her life. "And wait here, let me go in and report."

Before the Holy King finished listening to the report, he put down his pen and even forgot to put on his cloak, so he ran to Xuanhe Hall, and the old eunuch ran after him with his cloak.

As soon as he entered the main hall of the Xuanhe Hall, he saw Nan Bi blushing and vomiting, a group of imperial doctors by the couch hurriedly preparing for injections, while the maids were standing by and crying. "Who can tell this king what's going on?!" The holy king walked to the side of the couch, kicked away the obstructing imperial physician, bent down to sit on the side of the couch, supported Nan's weak body with both hands, raised his head and questioned everyone with red eyes.

Seeing that the Holy King was already angry, everyone knelt down on the ground and did not dare to make a sound.Nan stood up with difficulty and looked at the Holy King, gently squeezed the Holy King's hand, and shook his head to signal him not to blame others.The Holy King met his eyes and smiled.He turned his head and said to everyone: "Let's get back!" Looking back at Xiang Nan again, he stretched out his hand to touch his hot forehead and asked, "Is it hard?"

"It's okay, it's just the wind and cold." Nan felt that it was very difficult to open his mouth to speak.

Sheng Wang held Nan with one hand, stretched out the other hand to scoop up the porridge on the table with a silver spoon and fed it to Nan's mouth. After speaking, he shook his head.Shengwang had no choice but to put down the porridge, turned his head to see Nan blinking his eyes and wanted to rest, and planned to stand up and put him down so that he could sleep more peacefully.As a result, Nan stretched his head into his arms and said softly, "It's cold."

The Holy King wrapped his arms around him and hugged him even tighter. Nan's whole body trembled from time to time, as if he had a nightmare, and his hands tightly grabbed the Holy King's robe. "Pain..." Nan frowned and called out for help softly: "Help me..." After hearing this, the Holy King felt a pain like a heart-pounding pain. He slowly rested his head on Nan's small head, and rubbed his palms against Nan's arm to comfort him. Looking at him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the king is with you." Nan became a little more stable, and his hand holding the holy king loosened a lot.Not long after, Nan twisted his body again, and grabbed the arm of the Holy King with both hands, much stronger than before. His nails penetrated the robe and embedded into the skin of the Holy King, and his breathing became rapid, "Your Highness!" The Holy King He could hear the fear in Nan's voice, "Do you... really want me to die?" Only then did he realize that Nan must have dreamed that he had set fire to his body in Xingtai just now.A tear slowly slid down Nan's cheek and dripped on the back of the Holy King's hand.The Holy King looked down at the teardrop, and the skin covered by the teardrop hurt like being hit by hailstones. The teardrop seemed to remind him that he caused all of this now.After a long time, Nan suddenly woke up from the dream, pushed the Holy King away vigilantly, grabbed the quilt with both hands with red eyes and shrank to the corner of the wall.It was only then that Nan realized that he had just had a nightmare. Seeing the Holy King pinching his arm, he must have been sleeping peacefully on his arm just now.

"Wake up, do you want to eat something?" The holy king's eyes were red with tears, and he was naturally happy to see him wake up.

"Pickled pepper Xianghe." Speaking of what he wanted to eat, Nan suddenly remembered this dish and said it casually.It was the first year my aunt came to the Tongzhai Inn. In autumn, she dug up a lot of Xianghe and no guests liked it. So my aunt made a big vat with Chaotian pepper, brine and Xianghe shreds. When cooking mutton in winter , put a chopstick in a small plate as a side dish, not only sour and delicious, but also relieve greasy.It is probably because I have lived in Tongzhai Inn for a long time, and the taste has become stronger.

"Okay, this king will send people to do it right away." The holy king turned his head and wanted people to come in.

"Hall...Your Majesty." Nan said again: "Let me go out of the palace!" Nan clenched the quilt tightly in his hands. Although he knew that speaking out would anger the Holy King Long Yan, he still couldn't help but prayed, he I don't know how to face the person in front of me, the only way I can think of is to escape, the farther the better.

"Let's talk about it after you recover from illness!" The Holy King didn't turn around for a long time, clenched his fists, stood up for a long time and swept the porridge bowl by the table with a wave of his sleeves, the silver spoon made a crisp sound when it hit the ground . "Are you even going to leave this king now?" He shrugged his shoulders slightly, and walked out of the main hall slowly. "The betrayal of relatives... oh, that's all." The Holy King recalled that many years ago, the same scene as today.

"My son..." Emperor Xuan Xuan, who was dying of illness, was lying on the side of the couch, looking at the thin figure in the main hall with tears in his eyes. "Is this the throne what you really want in your heart?"

The figure came closer, it was the third son of Emperor Xuan Xuan, the Holy King, his scarlet right eye was particularly glaring, as if he had just been hit by a scorched wood.Holding a long sword carved with a golden dragon in his hand, blood slowly trickled down the blade and dripped from the tip of the sword.

"What's the joy in betraying relatives and leaving relatives?" Emperor Xuanxuan seemed to be speaking to himself, and also seemed to be speaking to the holy king.Looking into the distance through the main entrance of the sleeping hall, the sky is filled with flames, and it is the direction of Shengde Hall. "The time has come..." After finishing speaking, Emperor Xuanxuan slowly closed his eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of his eyes, and he probably shed tears before his death in his life.No one knows the meaning of tears in this life, follow their heart, accompany their side, and be loyal to their people.

"Your Majesty." Seeing the Holy King coming out, the old eunuch stepped forward to put on the cloak for him, and then took out a silk handkerchief and handed it to the Holy King.

Only then did the holy king realize that he was already in tears, so he pushed away the old eunuch's hand, "The wind is too strong, I lost my eyesight." After walking a few steps, he turned his head and looked at the main hall, "Let someone take good care of you." After finishing, the old eunuch left alone.

General House

In the study, Lie neatly stacked the sheets of scarlet red, and then cut them into long sheets with scissors and spread them on the desk, and left a few sheets of paper, cut them into square sheets, and handed them to Zhuer, who sat down in front of the desk to write. After writing a series of couplets, Zhu'er sat under the desk and cut the red paper into little rabbits, little tigers, kittens and puppies and the like.It wasn't until the maid came in with some fruits that Lie stopped writing, and pushed Zhu'er's wheelchair to the stove.

"It's rare to be free this year, I'll accompany you to have a good New Year." Lie Zigu sat by the fire, peeled the longan in his hand and handed it to Zhu'er.

Zhu'er also stopped the scissors in her hand, raised her head to meet Shanglie's smiling face, and opened her mouth to eat the longan.Then, like a magic trick, he took out a piece of paper-cut from his sleeve and handed it to Lie for a look.

Lie threw a longan into his mouth, casually caught the paper-cut that Zhu'er handed over, opened it, and burst out laughing, the longan meat got stuck in the airway, causing Lie to cough several times. "Puff...cough cough cough, what is this? Do you want to marry me?" Looking at the red "囍" in his hand, Lie shook his head, the more he looked more festive, he laughed several times, and reached out to touch Soo The back of my son's head.

Zhu'er pretended to be warm and angry and said: "Don't you like it?" Feeling Lie reaching out to touch the back of her head, she was really angry for a while. "Why are you touching my head like that?"

Only then did Lie realize that his actions just now were like stroking a dog. Hearing Zhu'er questioning him, he stopped knowingly. Naturally, he didn't dare to say that it was because he was used to petting the little milk dog in the yard.

"Hmph!" Zhu'er pouted, hummed softly, and pushed the wheelchair to the outside of the courtyard.

"Where are you going?" Lie stood up, walked quickly to Zhu'er, bowed his head and asked close to Zhu'er's ear.

"Go and listen to the book!" Zhu'er ignored him and beckoned the maidservant to come.The maid came forward quickly and bowed to Lie. Lie stretched out her hand to signal her to go, and then the maid pushed Zhu'er's wheelchair and walked out.

"It's so cute!" Watching Zhu'er leave the general's mansion, Lie looked down at the small happy letter, and muttered with a light smile.