Fengqi Afang

【How melancholy a floating life sleeps】

I remember that when Murong Chong first entered the palace, his health was not very good. I don't know if it was a cleanliness or something else. He refused to let the imperial doctor treat him. I.

I don't think I can comfort him. I, an outsider, can do things that my own sister can't do, can I be so capable?But looking at Murong Han's delicate and watery face, I really couldn't be cruel enough to refuse.I had no choice but to agree to go to see that, uh, sick beauty the next morning.

In the end, when I went the next day, I found out that Murong Han was anxious for no reason. This little guy Murong Chong was already dying. Isn't this courting death?So he hurriedly ordered the imperial physician to come for diagnosis and treatment.

I didn't expect that this guy didn't forget to refuse the imperial doctor to touch him even when he was in a coma. Those two hands shook so much that even I couldn't bear to look at him, so why talk about others?

I couldn't help but pull his left hand out to the imperial physician, but this guy grabbed his back with his right hand. Not to mention the imperial physicians were stunned, even I was stunned, I grinned in pain I almost burst into tears, since I became the emperor, how can anyone dare to let me see blood?

"What are you looking at, treat it quickly!" I looked at the imperial doctor with a wooden face, and cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

"Ah! Yes!" I stared at the imperial physician, saluted in a panic, and then began to feel his pulse.

By the time the imperial doctor took care of it, my back was already bloody.

One or two of the attendant maids and imperial physicians were stunned and did not speak, I couldn't help but secretly spit, I really raised a group of waste who don't know how to read their faces!After my reminder, those individuals became busy as if they had just woken up from a dream.

After this, Murong Han also rushed over upon hearing the news. First, he saw Murong Chong on the bed soften his face, let out a big breath, and then looked at me very apologetically, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

With a pale face, I glanced at the little kid who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, sighed helplessly, waved my hand indifferently, and motioned her to take away all the maidservants and imperial doctors, then turned my head and looked at the girl seriously. Murong Chong on the bed.This guy, it can't be seen that he is quite strong, a 12-year-old kid, where does he have such a heavy defensive mentality.

I thought he would wake up soon, but he fell into a coma for a few days.

And during this period, when the imperial physician came to see the doctor again, I very experienced signaled several eunuchs around me to work together to hold him down to prevent him from moving around.

Just like that, by the time he fully woke up, the New Year had already passed.

That day I was reading a book in my bedroom, Yu Gui was by my side, the surrounding area was extremely quiet, a young eunuch suddenly ran in without notification.

I didn't raise my head, but Yu Gui quickly ran up to the little eunuch, stepped up and kicked, and said angrily, "Didn't you see that His Majesty is reading a book? You rushed in carelessly, which palace are you from?"

The little eunuch yelled "Ouch—" before bowing his head in fear and saying: "This servant is Zhang Yu of Wutongxuan. His Majesty once ordered that if Concubine Murong's younger brother wakes up, there is no need to report it, just report it directly."

Yu Gui turned his head to look at me when he heard the words, as if he couldn't make up his mind, I put down the book, sneered, let the little eunuch go back first, then stared at Yu Gui and said, "Little Gui, you are taking more and more errands now. Well, Gudu hasn't spoken yet, but you speak clearly."

Yu Gui's face immediately turned pale when he heard the words, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. I saw him bend his knees and was about to kneel, and I realized that I was making a big joke, so I hurriedly said, "Hey—— This, Gu Nian, you are the first offender, so you won't be held accountable, don't be an example!"

Yu Gui nodded quickly when he heard the words, that's a good sleep!

I smiled secretly, then got up from the table and said, "Let's take a walk with Gu!"

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Although it's the New Year, the weather is still very cold today. I gathered the fox fur on my body, and the breath I exhaled turned into white smoke, curling around, which is very beautiful.

I originally thought that I would be severely reprimanded by Wang Meng when I brought those siblings back to the palace, and planned to avoid seeing him for a few months, but I didn't expect that the plan would always fail to keep up with the changes.

In Yecheng, the remnants of the Yan State rebelled, and Wang Meng rushed back to Yecheng after the New Year.

"Your Majesty, we're here." Yu Gui spoke softly behind me, his voice full of indescribable caution.

I raised my head, only to realize that I had arrived at Wutongxuan, the door of Murong Chong's bedroom.

The layout here is not gorgeous, but it is elegant, and it is located in a corner of the harem, so I walked for a long time.In fact, I don't know what kind of evil I fell into at the beginning. After I heard that Murong Chong's small print was Empress Feng, I arranged him here by some strange coincidence.

Fengqi phoenix tree rains in the autumn night, recalling the old tour with the idle words.

Around that time, I probably planned to keep him for the rest of my life, but I realized it too late.

"Where is Fu Jian? Why does he let you suppress me?"

Before I entered the door, a rather sharp voice came out, and my forehead was instantly covered with black lines. What's more, when I turned my head, I saw Yu Gui laughing, "You don't have to follow me, Wait outside!"

I flicked my clothes angrily, pushed open the door, and strode forward, good for you Murong Chong!

Passing through the screen, one can see Murong Chong lying on the bed, his skin is made of creamy skin by wearing a plain coat, and his skin is abnormally fair, he probably just yelled too loudly, now he is bowing his head, coughing uncontrollably , Delicate and sickly.

Alas, I really can't get angry again.

Those palace maids and eunuchs were startled when they saw me, and were about to salute, but I stopped them and told them to go out.

Seeing Murong Chong coughing all the time, coughing hoarsely, I couldn't bear it, I was silent for a moment, and went forward to pat him on the back, "Why do you humiliate yourself like this."

It was obvious that the body under his hand was a little stiff, but fortunately, he didn't shake off my hand, which made me feel embarrassed again.

After coughing for a while, he cleared his throat, straightened up, looked at me, and said hoarsely, "You, why do you—"

I really couldn't stand his crow-like voice, so I turned around and poured him a glass of water, and said, "Moisturize your throat first before speaking, it's so awful."

He stopped talking, and obediently drank the tea in the cup to the last drop, then looked up at me and said, "Why did you—"

I held the cup tightly with my hands, my fingertips turned white, and I felt a little distressed for the cup.

Although his voice is much nicer now, I still can't help interrupting him. I've heard him ask this question several times, and now I'm very resistant, "Can I not hold you down? Always there If you move around and don't cooperate with the imperial physician, are you going to die in my palace?"

He stared at me with wide eyes, and said in disbelief: "I, no, I won't cooperate with the imperial physician?"

I glanced at him, and said with a sneer, "Who else is it if it's not you?" Thinking that words alone can't convince him, and actions must be used to prove it, so I began to take off my robe.

"You—" He stared at me, there was fear in his beautiful peach eyes?

After I gave him a look at the back with scars, I put on the brocade robe again, and said coldly: "Do you see clearly? This is what you scratched me to let the imperial doctor treat you!"

"You mean, I scratched it?" He tilted his head unnaturally, and stopped looking at me, a blush appeared on his crown-like cheeks, which was really pretty.

"Hehe——" I sneered, took out a black brocade robe from the cabinet beside me, and threw it on the bed, "Do you see the place where the back was broken? There is still blood! I specially left it in There, don’t let the palace maids take it away and throw it away, it’s just for you to see!”

He held on to the brocade robe tightly, his face pale as white paper.

I don't know why, seeing his appearance, I couldn't be happier. The expression I was expecting to see, but it really caught my eye, but it was so glaring.

I pursed my lips, and I was about to leave, but I didn't expect that there was a lot of force coming from the sleeves of my clothes, and I couldn't move half a step. My eyes followed the five slender fingers, and I saw a pair of ghosts. With black eyes, at that moment, my heart trembled suddenly and I couldn't think.

"I'm sorry, I..." Murong Chong's soft words were like a feather, stirring my heart. I was stunned for a moment, and then quickly pulled out the corner of the brocade robe he was holding. He ran out as if fleeing.

What am I thinking? !

I couldn't stop panting, and kept reminding myself, "You think too much, you must think too much! You are already 33 years old, looking at a child who is only 12 years old, what is going on in your mind?!"

In the next few days, I tried my best to avoid Murong Chong, but Murong Chong seemed to recognize me and tried every means to meet me by chance.

Finally one day, when he came to me again with tea, I couldn't take it anymore, and glared at him fiercely: "Don't follow Gu anymore!"

His face turned pale, and the teacup in his hand fell off. After a "bang--", water splashed everywhere, "Why can't I follow you?"

"Gu-oh, you always follow me. There are rumors inside and outside the palace that we both have the habit of Longyang. You should think about it carefully. If it's not for me, it's for your sister. Think for yourself, good boy , you are only 12 years old, when you grow up, I can give you an official position, and you can support yourself, isn’t that good? What do you always follow me, a man in his 30s?”

"It turns out that I'm self-indulgent, and you don't like it." Murong Chong sighed quietly, and his bright eyes suddenly dimmed.

For some reason, mine was depressed again. Seeing him unhappy made me unhappy.

"Then I'll leave tomorrow!" He lowered his head, unable to see his expression, but his voice was muffled, without any vitality.

My heart twitched, and I whispered: "You don't follow me, but there's no need to go."

"Oh, I won't get in your way here." His tone was still faint.

"Uh, I didn't say you were in my eyes." I muttered in a muffled voice.

"Oh, what you said is that I'm following you, it's in your eyes, and you won't let me follow you."

"I never said that."

"So, you asked me to follow you!" His eyes suddenly became bright again, so bright that it almost blinded my eyes.

Uh, feelings are fake!I glared at him, shook my sleeves angrily, and stopped talking.

He pulled my sleeves and said quietly: "Are you planning to be irresponsible?"

"What are you talking about!" I turned my head and looked at Murong Chong with wide eyes, a little surprised.

"At the beginning of December, Yecheng Inn, you are drunk." He looked at me intently, something fluctuated in his eyes, which made me jump with fear.

"Do you forget it?"

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