Every rebirth is the tyrant Bai Yueguang

"My God, don't you know? Something big happened."

Hearing the sound, the little maids at work gradually clustered together, whispering to each other, wondering if there was any novelty to listen to.

The maid who spoke was surrounded in the center, her vanity was greatly satisfied, and she said in a tone, "Your Majesty did not go to court today, for the first time in four years."

Some who didn't know, exclaimed and said it was incredible, but their duty positions were different, and some of them knew the shocking news long ago, and murmurs were no longer new.

The maid in the middle kept her mouth shut, nodded her chin and said, "Hmph, whoever wants to tell you this, I'm afraid you don't know why His Majesty didn't go to court."

Although Jing Cheng has a "notorious reputation", he does not kill indiscriminately. He is handsome, mainly because he is handsome. He has always been the number one male protagonist in the harem storybook.

The topic about him can attract the attention of all the little maids who don't understand the spring heart.

"Sister Fang, tell me quickly, don't be a fool, and tell me why your majesty didn't go to court."

The maid in the middle deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Last night, my cousin was on duty as the key to the palace gate."

"At Haishi, a carriage passed by the south gate leisurely. It was too dark to see clearly, so it was stopped. I didn't expect it to be His Majesty's carriage."

The palace maid rolled her eyes and was very proud of seeing the reactions of the others.

"Your Majesty went out to celebrate the Lantern Festival? My God."

In Jingguo, the Shangyuan Festival is also equivalent to a festival for a lover's tryst.

The palace maid shook her head and continued: "Guess what? The curtain was lifted in an instant, and His Majesty showed up, almost frightening the duty officer to death, as if they had breached a secret."

"My cousin is also afraid. He is the most afraid. He forgot to lower his head because of his fear. He happened to see a person sitting in the carriage. There was a bright palace lantern in the carriage, shining on that person's face. It was clearly His Majesty's recent Chong's little pet servant, the one from the legendary Tai'an Temple."

Everyone gasped, and the whole venue was filled with the sound of breathing.

"That guy was really lucky. I thought it was a bit of a color, but I didn't expect to be so favored."

A court lady lost all her spirits, "Since when did Your Majesty spoil others so much?"

The maid in the middle continued: "So, don't you know, how can His Majesty go to court today?"

The little maids who entered the palace not long ago were all blushing, and those who were more sensible after a long time were already thinking about it.

The hero is sad about the beauty pass, and even their majesty is finally drunk in the gentle country.

Suddenly there was a voice in the crowd, "I heard that the man is not in good health and is a man, do you think that can be done, Your Majesty..."

The maid in the middle saw a blue figure at the corner, quickly covered the man's mouth, and swept the crowd away, "Okay, let's go, let's go."

Murong Rufeng, who was about to find His Majesty King Jing, frowned deeply.

The spring night is short and the day is high, and since then the king will not go to court early.

Just when this story was spreading wildly, Mu Xi and Jing Cheng didn't know that they had been victimized by their reputation. They were both in the Tai'a Hall, but the spring night was so short.

Jing Cheng is ill, the kind of illness that comes like a mountain.

His Highness Tai'a was strictly prohibited, and everyone was sweating anxiously.

Zhang Dafu pounded his fists, worried about His Majesty's health, and worried about tonight's big banquet.

As of this morning, all the envoys from various countries have arrived, and the date cannot be changed. They are all waiting for His Majesty.

"This is how to do ah."

Mu Xi stayed by the bed, "Are you still awake?"

The imperial physician shook his head, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up for a while."

Mu Xi scratched his knee, restless.

When he came back yesterday, something was wrong with Jing Cheng, nothing happened at that time, he slept more and more in the second half of the night, and he became hotter, and when he stretched out his hand, it felt like he touched a stove.

Woke up from the dream, only to find that Jing Cheng had a high fever, and couldn't wake up no matter how much he shouted, he called the imperial doctor overnight.

It was midnight, and the fever had subsided a little, but the person hadn't woken up yet.

The imperial physician stepped aside, and Mu Xi held Jing Cheng's hand warmly.

How could such a strong person, who had practiced martial arts since childhood and was young and strong, suddenly fall ill and remain unconscious.

It's just one night, now Jing Cheng looks haggard, lying weakly under the quilt, where there is no prestige in the past.

Not scary at all.

An older imperial doctor told Mu Xi not to worry too much, he recognized that this was an old man from the imperial hospital, Mr. Wenhua.

"Your Majesty has a solid foundation in martial arts, and the illness is not a serious illness. It's just that the timing is wrong, so I'm anxious."

Mu Xi nodded.

Wen Hua: "Mu Shijun, please give way, let me wait for your majesty to see."

"it is good."

Mu Xi stepped aside obediently, and Imperial Physician Wen took his place, opened Jing Cheng's eyelids, picked up the silver needle and injected it.

Several other imperial physicians also came to check the situation, Mu Xi retreated again and again, and was squeezed to the edge. Seeing a group of imperial physicians surrounding Jing Cheng, he seemed unable to do anything.

Several imperial physicians quarreled, and Mu Xi became an invisible person, treated as if he didn't exist.

The old doctor Wen was a little angry, blowing his beard, there was nothing he could do with these newcomers.Squeezing outside, seeing Mu Xi standing on the side, he felt clean and well-behaved, without any vulgarity, very pleasing to the eye, not at all like the rumors outside.

Zhang Dafu's head was sweating all over his face, His Majesty didn't take good care of his body in recent years, but they couldn't disobey His Majesty's will.

Besides, the big banquet tonight is indeed very important.

"Eunuch Zhang, you are His Majesty's personal manager, tell me, isn't this Wen imperial physician stubborn?"

"Dear physicians, since His Majesty has made a decree, you can give the injection."

Physician Wen completely walked out of the crowd, blew his beard and stared, "You people, you can listen to what His Majesty says, and you have really finished His Majesty's body, you, you."

"Are we just afraid that we won't be able to resist the edict? If you say that, it's hard to charge us with the crime of disregarding the Eucharist."

Imperial Physician Wen was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Anyway, I have not received His Majesty's order, and His Majesty is still awake, so it is not like there is no chance at all, we can wait another two hours, it is really impossible..."

"Wait another two hours, delaying tonight's banquet, who will be responsible?"

"Dear physicians, please stop arguing and act in a hurry. Imperial Physician Wen understands what Zhang Dafu is thinking, but His Majesty himself has said this before, so let's listen to His Majesty."

Mu Xi is like an outsider, everyone is talking about Jing Cheng's condition, but he can't understand a word, and none of it has anything to do with him.

He was stunned for a moment before he realized that there was one thing he understood. The Tai Hospital was divided into two parties, one could make Jingcheng wake up immediately, and the other meant that this practice might affect Jingcheng's body .

The imperial physician picked up the needle and stabbed it at the top of Jing Cheng's head, but was firmly grasped by a thin hand.

"I'll take charge." He said loudly.

"Mu Shijun." Zhang Dafu shouted.

"I've delayed the banquet tonight, and I'll be in charge." Mu Xi said calmly.

Only then did the imperial physician pay attention to this soft little pet servant, and the one who was stopped had a look of embarrassment on his face, and said disdainfully: "Although you are favored, I'm afraid you can't afford this responsibility. The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, you know."

These words were merciless, Mu Xi did not retreat but advanced, grabbed the man's hand and grabbed him from the low stool.

"This needle cannot be administered for the time being, unless all the imperial physicians have made it clear." Then he said, "The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, but as the highest status in the harem, I still have the responsibility to ask about your majesty's body."

Talking about his own status made Mu Xi's ears red.

Everyone stared at the dragon-patterned jade pendant on Mu Xi's waist, and the presumptuous imperial physician shrank his hands and put away the needles.

Doctor Xu stood up, the one Jing Sheng always summoned to Tai Ah Dian to treat Mu Xi.

"Mu Shijun, I don't know how long you have entered the palace. Your Majesty, in recent years, for the sake of the great cause of the country, must always stay awake. In terms of state affairs, you are with His Majesty every day. You should understand His Majesty's good intentions."

Workaholics, he does understand, "get to the point."

Doctor Xu choked, he didn't expect the soft and weak servant to speak so sharply suddenly.

"There is no one who is not sick. Although His Majesty is strong and healthy, there are also times when the dragon's body is out of harmony. When it is severe, it will affect consciousness, and His Majesty will order me to wait for strong medicine. You must maintain Your Majesty's sanity."

Mu Xi frowned, "What do you mean?"

Imperial Physician Xu: "There is a set of acupuncture methods, accompanied by strong medicine, which can wake people up in two moments, as if they were not sick."

Zhang Dafu sighed, "Hey, in the past four or five years, whenever your Majesty is sick, he will use this acupuncture method to keep himself awake."

"I just heard what Imperial Physician Wen said. This kind of rebellious method should not be beneficial to the body?" Mu Xi asked.

Physician Wen hurriedly said: "That's natural, not only useless but also extremely harmful. Your Majesty is young and strong, so it's nothing, but if you continue to use this method without restraint, it will cause irreversible damage to your body."

"Fortunately, His Majesty is in good health. Over the years, he has used it a total of three or four times." Zhang Dafu said.

Doctor Xu added: "Your Majesty once gave orders to the Imperial Hospital that you can use this medicine without consent when your Majesty is seriously ill."

It is a bit exaggerated to say that the harm is great, but it will indeed have an impact. Too many times of acupuncture will make it more and more difficult for people to resist the pain, and it may affect life expectancy if it continues for a long time.

But three or four times is not a big deal, and it doesn't matter.

After hearing this, Mu Xi was startled, and instantly thought of the ending of Jing Cheng's untimely death. Could it be related to this?

Even if tonight's banquet is delayed, this unconventional method can no longer be used.

"The needles can't be administered, so all should be withdrawn, and Imperial Physician Wen and this imperial physician will stay." Without question, he turned to Zhang Dafu, "Prime Minister Xuan and Da Sinong enter the palace."

The whole room was evacuated, only to find out when they all evacuated, why did they listen to this little pet?

Zhang Dafu also patted his head, but he didn't realize it for a while. He had never seen such a strong Mu Shijun, as if... as if...

He really has the big picture in his hands.

How can Mu Xi control the overall situation, he only knows that Jing Cheng can't hurt his body anymore, but he can't delay his national affairs.

After thinking about it for a moment, the prime minister was the biggest official, and he knew Lu Xin, so he was fairly reliable, so he had to announce these two people into the palace and think of a countermeasure.

"Shijun, how do you know that my husband's surname is Wen." He never said it.

Mu Xi was taken aback, blinked his eyes twice, and did not change his face, "Princess Wen is a highly respected doctor. I am not in good health. I always ask His Majesty about the Imperial Hospital. I am familiar with it."

Physician Wen smiled, didn't answer, and said instead: "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry too much. The old minister just gave the needle, and His Majesty should be able to wake up."

Sure enough, when the Prime Minister and Da Sinong arrived at Tai'a Hall at the same time, Jing Cheng showed signs of waking up.

"Who declared you into the palace." The voice was hoarse.

They didn't know either, they looked around, only to hear Mu Xi say: "It's me."

Everyone was startled, this little servant answered His Majesty...

Jing Cheng was also a little surprised, with a faint smile in his eyes, he said, "Okay."

Right on the wrong side, Jing Cheng happened to have something to arrange with the two of them.

Mu Xi helped him to sit up, saw him skipping Imperial Physician Wen and said to Imperial Physician Xu: "Do the acupuncture."

Mu Xi: "?"

He wanted to push the person back down again.

The author has something to say: The spring night is bitter and the day is high, and the king will not go to court early. ——Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"