The sick beauty has caught the bamboo horse

"Master Zhou, be careful!" Qian Feng saw that Zhou Qingyan was about to throw off the Tianshitai, and only had time to yell loudly.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a sudden gust of wind behind him, Qian Feng only saw Youdao's figure passing by him in an instant, holding the young man firmly in his arms.

It was a man in a gray robe with a silver mask.The man was dressed very plainly, his entire face was blocked by a mask, only revealing a pair of star-sea-like eyes.

Qian Feng saw with his own eyes the level of lightness kung fu of this "National Teacher's Concubine" before him, and he couldn't help but tremble. His own martial arts were considered to be excellent, and he never thought that even a small concubine next to the National Teacher was better than him.

With such terrifying strength, it's no wonder the emperor is so afraid of Wuying Pavilion.

Fortunately, what Qian Feng wanted was the discord between the emperor and the Wuying Pavilion, so he calmed down and hurried to catch up: "Master Zhou, are you alright?"

Hearing this, Chu Heng slowly turned around, the only exposed eyes were filled with a deep red light, and his lips bit his lower lip hard where Qian Feng could not see.

But even so, Qian Feng couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he met those eyes.

But soon he heard the man say: "My lord, I'm afraid my young master..."

"I understand, I understand." Qian Feng nodded while sighing, "It is well known that Mr. Zhou is seriously ill, not to mention that he has climbed more than 1000 steps to the Heavenly Master's Terrace. You can take him out of the palace with peace of mind, my lord. If you risk your life, you will also intercede for Master Zhou."

What he said was thoughtful and caring, and what he said made Chu Heng owe money to seal a favor.

The newly-appointed leader of Jinyiwei does not seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp.

But now Chu Heng doesn't want to care about this bad idea in the court at all, and his whole heart is hung on this person in his arms.Clearly holding a big man in his arms, Chu Heng felt that it was easier than saving Bai Qingrou from the water.

The young man leaned his head softly against Chu Heng's chest, the blood on his forehead was mixed with cold sweat, and a few strands of black hair were wet on his side face.

His face and lips were too pale, and the Yanyan eyebrow peak would occasionally move slightly—it was because the pain was still unbearable in his sleep, but he didn't have the strength to frown.

He was like a young fox who was starved half dead and went out to look for food on a snowy night in winter. Someone caught him and broke his four legs, plucked his hair one by one, and then cut his body one by one.

The meat under the slices became people's delicacy. No one remembered that the young fox was still alive, and no one remembered that he was in pain.

Chu Heng took a deep breath. He didn't dare to use too much force with the hand around Zhou Qingyan's waist, but he was afraid of falling him, so he could only lower his head slightly and whisper: "I'm going home right now."

Chu Heng took Zhou Qingyan home, and Fang Bo shook his head and sighed after taking his pulse: "It's not optimistic."

Fang Bo pointed at Zhou Qingyan with anger and distress: "If it happens again, he will have to lie on the bed for the rest of his life as a useless person."

The eye circles of Alian and Aqiang's two girls turned red in an instant.

"Forget it, I'll give him acupuncture to ease the pain first." Fang Bo sighed, "Let's talk about the rest later."

During the acupuncture, Chu Heng's body was as tense as a rock, and he didn't relax until the end: "There is Fang Bo."

Fang Bo sighed again and waved his hands: "His vitality has been seriously injured this time, I'm afraid it will take three years..."

Zhou Qingyan had various problems on his body, but there were only two biggest ones: one was the wear and tear of the heart and the other was the waist injury.Both of these attacks can be fatal.

One thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, kneel down, bend down and kowtow and get up again, repeat one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times.

Chu Heng restrained Zhou Qingyan's waist injury all the time, sleeping, eating, and even taking a bath.

The treasure he holds in his palm is now lying on the bed dying.

It is clear that the sun is shining today, but Chu Heng still feels like falling into an ice cave, as if the colors of the whole world have turned into black and white at this moment.

After a long while, the man clenched his fists tightly, and there was no expression on Jun's face: "Well, I see."

Fang Bo led the two maids down to decoct the medicine and cook the soup. Only Chu Heng and Zhou Qingyan were left in the room.

I don't know if it's because of being homeless when he was young. Zhou Qingyan always likes to sleep on his side and curl himself up into a ball when he sleeps. Later, when he had Chu Heng, he slept like a fluffy kitten in Chu Heng's arms.

But today, in order to prevent the back injury from getting worse, Chu Heng laid him flat on the bed, and the thick brocade quilt covered him and he was almost invisible.Probably recovering some strength, the young man frowned in a coma.

Chu Heng walked over step by step, staring straight at Zhou Qingyan's extremely pale and thin face, almost talking to himself: "I told you to be careful at the beginning, but you still made yourself like this, you just don't care. lung······"

These words were unlucky, Chu Heng suddenly closed his mouth tightly, and then gave a wry smile.In the past, when his parents were alive, he always felt that what his mother said about praying to gods and Buddhas to keep him safe was "women's opinion", and he had to fight for it by himself if he wanted to be a man.

Now it's my turn to know that this kind of worry is always in fear, powerlessness is always there, there is a person in my heart all the time, and I am willing to give up everything to pray for his safety.

three-year term...

All of Chu Heng's words were blocked in his throat, so full that he felt pain in his heart.

This indiscriminate disaster made Zhou Qingyan unconscious for seven days before waking up.When he woke up, Chu Heng sat by the bed and wiped his hands.

At first glance, Chu Heng thought he had misread it, but after taking a breath, he realized that Zhou Qingyan had really woken up.

"You." Chu Heng was short of breath, "Is your waist still hurting? Is there any discomfort?"

Zhou Qingyan also stared at him blankly for a long time, and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry for making you worry for so long, I'm sorry...

Chu Heng almost didn't recognize the tears, and gently rubbed the young man's fair face with his calloused thumb: "Who are you sorry for suffering such a serious injury? I am sorry for you."

Zhou Qingyan looked like he really wanted to say "I'm sorry for you", but Chu Heng was worthy of growing up in the same bed with him, so he could see his thoughts at a glance, and covered his mouth first.

"Don't talk." Chu Heng was so overbearing, "Fang Bo said that even if you wake up, you will have to lie down for another two days."

Zhou Qingyan also felt that his body was not in pain or itching, but he just couldn't lift his strength and wanted to sleep with his head covered, so he nodded obediently.

"Then about the marriage..." Zhou Qingyan couldn't help asking.

Chu Heng's eyes were light: "Don't worry. I will take care of it. There are still people in the court who don't want you to go to Showa."

Chu Heng coaxed Zhou Qingyan to sleep, and Uncle Fang also came to tell her pulse: "It only takes two more days to get out of bed." The man nodded and accepted the post from the Qian family.

Qian Feng sent a post two days ago to the "host" to invite Sanchun Caochuan to meet him.

The Sanchun grass boat is not a real grass boat, but a ship with three floors, in which singing and dancing come and go.But today the straw boat didn't see half of the singers and dancers, nor did they hear a word of silk and bamboo music.

Xue Wenzhen opened the curtain, and heard a warm voice from inside: "Lord Xue, Qian has been waiting for you for a long time."

Xue Wenzhen glanced over, Qian Shangshu and his son Qian Feng, the leader of Jinyiwei, were there.This was commonplace, and there was another person sitting beside Qian Feng.

This person was in the middle, and after seeing Xue Wenzhen, he slowly took off his veil—it was a gentle and moving face.Round face with almond eyes, unpainted but black eyebrows, unpainted but red lips.

In terms of appearance, in a capital city full of beauties, I'm afraid she might not be able to catch up with the singer on the Sanchun grass boat, but this woman always gives people a sense of gentleness and comfort.

It's like a concubine who doesn't fight or grabs at home.

Xue Wenzhen slightly raised his eyebrows, and from the corner of the eye, he glanced imperceptibly at Chu Heng behind him, and probably guessed the identity of this woman.

The Qian family did have sincerity, Qian Feng immediately said: "Lord Xue, this is my elder sister, Your Majesty's Concubine Qian, her name is Yun'er."

Xue Wenzhen raised his hand in salute: "Cao Min has seen Concubine Qian."

Qian Yun'er smiled softly: "The landlord doesn't need to be too polite."

Xue Wenzhen was just putting on a show, and sat down immediately after hearing the words.Chu Heng and Lu Qiang sat on the left and right sides of him.

Qian Yun'er's voice was like a spring breeze supporting her: "This palace can only leave the palace today. Fortunately, the landlord met you."

Chu Heng glanced over the Qian family father and son.The father and son seem to respect Qian Yun'er completely, she will do whatever she says, and she has no intention of resisting at all.

A pair of father and son who could benefit from the battle between Zhou Qingyan and Emperor Jiaxing would willingly listen to the words of their married sister or daughter.

Concubine Qian's methods can be seen.

Qian Yun'er continued to speak softly: "I came here today just to help my son ascend to the throne with the help of the Bairen Building."

Xue Wenzhen's pupils suddenly widened!On the one hand, he was surprised that Qian Yun'er had such courage to speak out, on the other hand, he also doubted that Emperor Jiaxing was in the prime of his life, with many princes under him, Qian Yun'er's tone seemed like a blink of an eye when the new emperor ascended the throne.

Concubine Qian has two sons, the eldest prince Yanju and the second prince Yanhui.Although they are the eldest son and the second son, their performance is mediocre.

Among the princes, the third prince Yan Ji with the highest military exploits is the third prince Yan Ji, who has the support of Qi Xiang behind him. He has set his eyes on the position of the crown prince early on, and the rest is the sixth prince Yan Ke, who has won the emperor's favor.

In such a situation, if Concubine Qian's son wants to take the position, it can almost be regarded as "there is an interception before and a chase after". It would be a good thing if he could get the help of Bairenlou.

but······

"The emperor is in his prime, and Bairenlou is not in a hurry to stand in line." Xue Wenzhen smiled lightly, "Besides, even if I want to stand in line, why should I take the first prince or the second prince?"

After all, Qian Feng was still a little tender, and his hand on the armrest was suddenly grasped.

Qian Yun'er didn't seem surprised that Xue Wenzhen would say that.

The woman just smiled lightly, and asked a question related to cattle and horses: "Mr. Xue, have you ever thought about why Your Majesty has many children, but the East Palace has no children so far?"

Among Emperor Jiaxing's concubines, there are daughters of high officials and poor court ladies, and even the daughters of two prime ministers can give birth to children. It is conceivable that Emperor Jiaxing does not have so many scruples when it comes to pampering his concubines.

Why doesn't the queen have a daughter under her knees?

Xue Wenzhen really thought about this question seriously, but the news in the palace was really scarce, so she kept pressing and not mentioning it if she couldn't figure it out.

Xue Wenzhen heard the words at this moment, but did not answer: "What does the imperial concubine mean by this?"

Qian Yun'er: "The empress is not favored by the emperor and has no heirs, so why can she secure her position in the middle palace?"

"Because of the Queen Mother?" Xue Wenzhen's eyes darkened.

Qian Yun'er curled her lips into a smile, implying something: "As long as the queen doesn't fall for a day, I won't fall. Queen Mother Jing's family is low, and the third prince..."

A sarcasm flashed in Qian Yun'er's eyes: "Concubine Qi will not be at ease for too long."

The author says:

A day of double change, proud.It's all because the computer suddenly can't connect to the Internet, otherwise it could have been updated yesterday.