[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

There were people coming and going in the Nuan Pavilion of Xuanwu Terrace, the imperial physician ordered to wipe off the sweat and bandage Murongli up, then went to see Zhiming, "Is your majesty all right?"

Zhi Ming waved his hands impatiently and said, "I'm fine, what about Ah Li? How is Ah Li?"

Tai Shigong said, "Your Majesty should take care of yourself first." He glared at the Imperial Physician Ling and sighed, "The Imperial Physician Ling only cares about the emperor..."

"Ah Li is also the king!" Zhi Ming retorted.

Tai Shigong sighed, seeing Master Lu smiling benevolently on the other side, he could only shake his head resignedly.

"His Majesty."

When Zhi Ming heard this voice, he raised his head immediately, saw Murong Li standing in front of him, and asked anxiously, "Why is Ah Li here? You sit down quickly, is your hand feeling better? Does it still hurt?"

Murong Li, "..."

Tai Shigong shivered, as if he had seen the New World, "The distance between these two chairs is only ten feet? Does Your Majesty care about it? Besides, the Lord Murong injured his hands and not his feet..."

Lord Lu stopped Tai Shigong from laughing and said, "Tai Shigong is also a person who came here. Your Majesty is a child of love, and the left and right are not in the court, so let him go. After all, the late emperor was also a man of temperament!"

"The son follows the father, that's all." When Tai Shigong looked at it like this, he really saw some shadows of the late emperor, and couldn't help but sigh, "Not only the temperament, but our majesty has also grown up. In the past few years... Now, I must be very pleased!"

"The Tai Tuo has a spirit in the sky, and he will be happy for His Majesty." Lord Lu sighed with a smile.

That Xiang Zhiming took Murongli's hand and sat down, turned the tightly wrapped hand over and over again, and then called out with extreme aggrievedness, "A Li."

Murong Li's forehead twitched, he felt his cheeks were hot, he had never felt so embarrassed before in the court just now, he withdrew his hand and said in a low voice, "It's alright, it's just a small injury."

"Why is this a minor injury!" Zhi Ming was completely immersed in the fact that Murong Li was injured, he pulled his hand back and touched it, "I'm so distressed."

Tai Shigong gasped, really...forgive an old man for his incompetence.He cupped his hands and bowed to Zhiming, "Your Majesty's holy body has been damaged, so he should cultivate himself. The old minister still has official duties to attend to, so I will retire."

Zhiming smiled at him politely, "Dr. Yin, go slowly, and Aqiong will send you off quickly."

Aqiong pursed her lips and smiled, and hurried over to lead the way for Tai Shigong, Master Lu also took the opportunity to bid farewell to Zhiming, and the imperial physician even hurriedly said that the trauma treatment had been completed, and he wanted to rush back to the imperial hospital to make soup and supplement for the two kings Lost blood.

Zhi Ming was very satisfied with the positive working attitude of the ministers, and immediately agreed, so the group of people came out of the warm pavilion in unison, and Mo Lan, who was walking at the end, closed the door very smoothly.

In the quiet Nuan Pavilion, a slight chuckle suddenly sounded, and Zhi Ming lifted Murongli's jaw with his fingers, "What is the lord laughing at?"

Murong Li lowered his head and smiled faintly, moved Zhi Ming's hand away, and shook his hand by the way, "Fool."

Zhi Ming held his hand instead, "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Murongli looked at Zhiming in surprise, and the latter smiled slightly, "I am not impulsive, the courtier's persecution is just an opportunity, I have wanted to do this for a long time, Ah Li, do you understand?"

The hands that held him tightly also held his heart, how could he not understand?How could he not understand the apprehension, cherishment and cautiousness in Zhiming's eyes.

Murong Li got up and walked in front of Zhi Ming, leaned over and took him into his arms, "Thank you."

Maybe they shouldn't say these three words between them, but Murongli couldn't think of what to say, he really wanted to thank the person in front of him, thank him for his love, and thank him for having the courage to bear this love.

Zhi Ming hugged Murong Li, let him sit on his lap, caressed his face, and said seriously, "It's the first time I saw you, you have not yet reached the crown, and you are independent among a group of powerful people."

"It's not that good," Murong Li smiled wryly, "I have to deal with them."

Zhi Ming stroked Murongli's forehead with distress, "How many people like this have you met before?"

Murong Li thought about it, then shook his head with a light smile, "I don't remember."

He was indifferent, but Zhiming felt like a knife piercing his heart. He remembered that snowy night many years ago, when Geng Chen told him those people who plotted against Murongli...

"A Li," Zhi Ming looked at him and said seriously, "I want to give you a home."

Murong Li was startled, but couldn't react for a long time what Zhi Ming said, Zhi Ming pressed his forehead, looked deeply into his pupils, "A Li, let me give you a home."

Murong Li's pupils flickered, his lips trembled slightly, it took him a long time to put his head into Zhi Ming's neck and shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

It doesn't get any better than this.

His home is gone, but Zhiming wants to give him a home.

Zhi Ming patted Murong Li's back lightly, and said with a smile, "For the rest of my life, I will have someone to accompany Ah Li."

Murong Li quietly leaned against Zhi Ming's arms, smiling peacefully.

"His Majesty!"

Yuyuan saluted Zhiming respectfully, and Xun Xiao nodded slightly behind him holding his sword, Zhiming was not annoyed, but said anxiously, "What's the matter? There were too many people yesterday, so it's inconvenient to ask, why did you come back so early? But what's wrong with you?" ?”

In fact, Zhiming wanted to ask, could it be that the refinement was not successful, so Yuyuan came back early, but he was afraid to ask.

Yuyuan said, "That's not the case. Xun Xiao and I didn't go to Wangcheng. The medicinal materials grow in the mountains, so we only reached the border of Yueshu."

Zhi Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "Then there is... a result?"

Xun Xiao said unhappily, "Why not, Yuyuan almost fell off the cliff."

Yuyuan glared at Xun Xiao, then turned her head to look at Zhi Ming shyly, "It's raining, and the road is slippery."

Zhiming took a deep breath, and bowed to Yuyuan, "Your Majesty's kindness, Zhiming has nothing to repay."

Yu Yuan was originally young, but when Zhi Ming called him that, she suddenly felt uncomfortable, and hurriedly helped Zhi Ming up, "Your Majesty can't do it," he looked at Xun Xiao beside him, "Can Xun Xiao and I stay together?" The protection of heaven and power depends entirely on His Majesty's protection, Brother Murong is a good man, Yuyuan hopes that you can also be together for a long time."

Zhi Ming moved, "Thank you."

Yuyuan smiled awkwardly, and said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry to thank me." He took out a cloth bag from his arms, and when he unfolded it, he saw that there were dozens of herbs piled up in it, many of which Zhiming hadn't seen passed.

"These are medicines?"

"Yes, not all of them." Yuyuan explained, "These are just samples. Xun Xiao and I collected a lot in the local area. Because it is inconvenient to bring them into the palace, they are all placed in the mansion of Lord Xiaopang. These are just for His Majesty. Take a look, you also need to discuss the dosage with the imperial physician order, and then there is one more thing."

"Say it."

Yuyuan looked at Zhiming in embarrassment, "According to Yueshu's medical records, this medicine needs human blood as a medicine."

Zhiming was taken aback, the matter of using human blood as medicine was also recorded in some ancient books of Zhongyuan, but most of them were folk rumors, and there had never been such a prescription in the court.

"What's the matter?" Zhi Ming said, "How much do you want, can I have the widow's?"

Although he had already seen Zhi Ming's feelings for Murongli, Yu Yuan was still surprised by his straightforward attitude, "Your Majesty, don't you think about it anymore? Maybe you can use someone else's, and this kind of medicine can't be proved. Yuyuan thinks the key lies in the medicine itself..."

"There's no need to say any more," Zhi Ming stopped, "Since it can't be proven, it's better to have something than nothing, and Ah Li will definitely not accept the matter of using human blood as medicine, so the less people know about it, the better, don't mention it at the imperial physician's order, This kind of thing should be done for him by the widow, you just say what you want the widow to do."

Yuyuan opened her mouth, looked at Xun Xiao, then at Zhiming, he really had nothing to say.

Xun Xiao said, "The damaged heart will not heal overnight. This medicine needs to be taken for a long time. Your Majesty has thought about how to take the blood so that the Lord Murong will not find it?"

Yuyuan nodded, it was precisely because of this that he persuaded Zhiming to use other people's blood, otherwise the two were together every day and were the closest, how could they not find the wound?

Zhi Ming pondered for a while, "Let me think about this matter."

"Strange, where did it go?"

"What are you looking for, Your Majesty?"

Zhiming squatted on the ground, flipping through a pile of dusty books, and was coughed from time to time, Xiaopang had to squat down and search with him, "These are all medical books, what did your Majesty find for them?"

Zhi Ming said, "It's useful to find the source. I remember reading a book when I was a child. There was a needle on it that could draw blood invisible."

"So amazing?" Little Fatty sighed.

"The widow obviously remembers seeing it in a medical book." Zhi Ming squatted beside the bookshelf in frustration, trying to remember.

"When did Your Majesty read it? Could it be that I missed it?"

"Impossible!" Zhi Ming said, "Father was seriously ill back then, and the widow grows so old, except for A Li's injury... that's the only time I've ever touched medical books. At that time, I was with Mo Lan all night, so I can't remember it wrong."

"The first emperor is seriously ill!" Xiaopang smiled wryly, "That must have happened many years ago, that book may have been eaten by moths long ago."

Zhi Ming stared at the pile of gray books with a sad face, and sighed.

"That's right!" Fatty clapped his hands, "Why don't you ask Lord Hou, maybe Lord Hou remembers!"

"Your Majesty is talking about the Tianji needle?"

Zhiming was overjoyed, "You said it's called Tianji needle? Do you know?"

Mo Lan nodded and said, "It is said that the Tianji needle is hollow inside, and it can draw blood out when inserted into the body. This should be what your majesty is referring to."

Xiaopang wondered, "It is said that Shuren is clever and ingenious, how could Tianji make such a weird thing?"

Mo Lan said, "Tianji believes in the gods, and there have always been blood sacrifices. Later, the county marquis thought it was too cruel, so he made a Tianji needle, saying that it can take blood without hurting people's lives."

Zhiming smiled with satisfaction, he had never been used to Tianji's nagging, but now he felt that nagging also had its benefits.

Xiaopang was also happy that Zhiming found what he wanted.

Only Mo Lan looked at Zhi Ming with a strange expression, and said hesitantly, "So... what is Your Majesty doing for this kind of needle?"

Zhiming, "..."

A bowl of hot medicine was served on the table, Murongli stared blankly, and pulled Zhiming over, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhi Ming was taken aback, and brought the bowl to his mouth, "It's for you."

The medicine smelled over the tip of his nose, Murongli covered his nose and frowned, "I'm fine, why do I need to drink medicine?"

Zhi Ming said softly, "You hurt your heart, and the imperial doctor ordered that it may be fine now, but it will not be good when you get older. These are all medicines for recuperation. Just treat it for the sake of the widow, please bear with it, okay?"

Murong Li glanced at Zhi Ming, Zhi Ming picked up the medicine, "If you feel bitter, can someone accompany you to drink?"

After he finished speaking, he picked up the medicine bowl and put it in his mouth. Murong Li was startled, and quickly grabbed the medicine bowl, and said angrily, "You... can I drink it? The medicine is also taken completely?"

Zhi Ming smiled and squeezed Mu Rongli's face.Murong Li pouted, sighed softly, frowned and drank the medicine.

After drinking a bowl, Murong Centrifuge trembled, even if it was bitter, there was an indescribable taste that made one's tongue numb.

"Hmm..." Before Murong Li could cry out, his warm lips pressed against him, and he thrust into his mouth domineeringly, licking and stirring inch by inch, and the remaining smell of the medicine was swept away like this...

Zhi Ming let him go lightly, looked at the blushing person in front of him, and whispered, "Is it still bitter?"

Murong Li smiled shyly, "You really are."

"From now on, when Ah Li takes the medicine, the widow will accompany you like this."

Murongli wanted to laugh, but his heart was full of warmth, very at ease, he stroked Zhiming's face, "It's very bitter."

"We share weal and woe." Zhi Ming hooked the corner of his lips, hooked the back of Murongli's neck, and kissed him again...

The long and thick kisses slipped from the lips to the heart, Murongli couldn't help moaning softly, Zhi Ming hugged him up, walked slowly to the bedroom, and turned off the lights by the way.

Murong Li huddled in his arms, a little nervous, "Put me down quickly, yours..."

Zhi Ming leaned over and kissed him, put him on the bed, and didn't give him a chance to speak...

An hour ago, Pharmacy Bureau.

"Your Majesty, this is the Tianji needle." Mo Lan opened a delicate box, inside which were four needles arranged from long to short.

Zhi Ming picked up one and looked at the candlelight, "It's really empty!"

Mo Lan said, "It was found in the treasury, probably in Tianji County as a mascot for sacrifices."

"You're still smart." Zhi Ming took the needle and looked at it again and again, his eyes full of joy.

Mo Lan couldn't be happier, "Your Majesty really wants to do this? I can do it for you. I and A Li are also best friends."

"Little Fatty is fine too." Xiao Fatty said.

Zhi Ming smiled, picked up the needle and pierced the inside of the crook of the arm.Mo Lan opened her mouth to cry out, but finally endured it.Zhiming stared intently at the needle tip exposed outside, there was not much blood dripping out, he was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Yuyuan, hold this needle for the widow."

Yuyuan nodded, supported Zhiming's arm, and grasped the needle.Zhi Ming clasped his arm with his hand and squeezed down hard, blood gushed out of the needle tip immediately.Zhi Ming heaved a sigh of relief, and stroked his arm fiercely again. Repeated this several times, his entire arm turned blue.

"Enough is enough, Your Majesty." Yuyuan pulled out the needle and quickly wrapped Zhiming's arm and wrist with cotton yarn.

Zhi Ming didn't feel the pain at all, just leaned over to observe the medicine, "It seems to smell like blood, will Ah Li notice it?"

Yuyuan put a few more leaf-like things, "This is Baixiaoye, and there is no conflict with the medicine of the king. This leaf has a strange smell, which can overwhelm any smell, and after taking it, the tongue will tingle. Numb it for a moment, so that the king won't notice it."

Zhi Ming nodded in satisfaction, so there is no danger.

"But what about His Majesty's arm?" Mo Lan said, "Ah Li will definitely find out when he goes to bed."

Go to bed, go to bed... Yuyuan blushed, and apologized, "This... I can't help it, there is no medicine that can disperse the bruise within an hour."

Zhi Ming didn't take it seriously, "These are trivial things, I will never let him find out."

For example, you can kiss him while he is drinking the medicine, for example, hug him to the bed after kissing him, and put out the candle along the way...

Zhi Ming smiled with satisfaction, of course, the ministers don't need to know about such a careful plan.

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Marriage proposal, the simplest, most sincere and most romantic proposal~~~~