The wind blows the plum blossoms over Guanshan

It was already evening when Changsheng woke up, the smell of ambergris was wafting in the room, he felt limp all over his body, like sleeping in a pile of cotton and unable to exert his strength.Murong Zhaohui came over and touched his forehead, he looked up and felt that the whole world was blurred, Murong Zhaohui's face also became blurred.He reached out to touch, Murong Zhaohui held his hand, said: "Sleep well." Tucked the quilt for him.Seeing Chang Sheng close his eyes again, Murong Zhaohui greeted the imperial physician who was at the side: "Emperor Zuo, what's wrong with him?"

Changsheng was intoxicated by the drug, but when it was time for the drug to wear off, he was unconscious and hot all over, so he had no choice but to call Zuo Yuyi to see him.

Doctor Zuo said respectfully: "Master, it's because of the cold and overwork, just take some medicine and you'll be fine."

"Go down and decoct the medicine, and make it more concealed, so that no one can see it."

"Yes."

After Imperial Doctor Zuo went out, Murong Zhaohui sat by the bed and touched Chang Sheng's high fever forehead.Changsheng wanted to leave without saying goodbye, and he was very angry when he found out.Recently, he always dreamed that he left without saying goodbye, so this time Changsheng asked to see Meng Hun, he was always worried.Unexpectedly, he really wanted to leave.Jiang Huo told him that Changsheng was going south, and as long as he thought that Changsheng might be looking for Chi Lu, he felt blocked.

"Changsheng, do you hate me?" he asked.Chang Sheng in his sleep couldn't hear what he was saying, Murong Zhaohui slowly stroked his pale cheeks, lingering between his brows. "Even if you hate me, I will keep you by my side."

Changsheng woke up and found that he had returned to the palace, and closed his eyes in disappointment.He really didn't expect that Murong Zhaohui would send someone to follow him.He felt like a prisoner, chained firmly to the palace by him.He wanted to escape, but couldn't.It was already seven days after he was fully awake.In fact, after the third day, his illness had already improved, but for some reason, his whole body was sore and weak, and he was drowsy all day long and couldn't keep up.However, he still didn't know that it was because of Hua Gong San.

Murong Zhaohui once thought about abolishing the martial arts of longevity, but felt that it was too cruel. When he asked Li Qing, he also felt that it was not appropriate.What's more, to abolish martial arts, it is likely to hurt the body, and Changsheng can't accept it.But if he continued to indulge like this, he always felt that Changsheng would leave when he wasn't paying attention.Doctor Zuo gave him an idea, put Hua Gong powder in food regularly, the longevity power will only disappear temporarily, and will not cause any harm to his body.

Murong Zhaohui also knew that this matter would not be kept secret for long, and Chang Sheng would find out soon.Changsheng became taciturn after waking up, and Murong Zhaohui asked him several questions before he answered one.Murong Zhaohui was originally angry at him for running away privately, and the two of them often ignored each other when they sat at the same table.After a few more days, Chang Sheng gradually realized that his body was unusual. If he was sick, he should have recovered after these few days, but why his limbs were still weak and he couldn't use his strength at all?

Murong Zhaohui brought the medicine in front of him, Chang Sheng turned his head away, unwilling to drink.Murong Zhaohui said: "If you don't drink, do you still want me to feed you spoon by spoon?"

Changsheng said in a hoarse voice, "What did you feed me?"

Murong Zhaohui put down the medicine bowl and said, "You are sick, so you need to drink medicine."

"I'm not sick."

Murong Zhaohui said: "Drink it, it won't do you any harm. You're just recovering from your illness, so how can you survive without some tonic." He didn't lie to him, Hua Gong powder was mixed with chicken soup a few days ago and fed to him .Doctor Zuo said that if martial arts practitioners lose their skills, they will be more likely to get sick and chills than usual, so he asked Doctor Zuo to prescribe some nourishing medicine for longevity.

Chang Sheng said stubbornly: "I don't want to drink, you take it away."

"You don't drink medicine, don't eat, what do you want to do! You just want to leave, right!"

Changsheng didn't speak, stood up and walked out the door.He walked to the door, but suddenly remembered that he couldn't go out from here, and walked to the window again, trying to perform lightness kung fu, but found that the dantian was empty, without any strength.Murong Zhaohui grabbed his sleeve, pulled him in front of him, and said, "You are not allowed to go anywhere!" Chang Sheng wanted to break free from his hand, but struggled for a long time before he managed to break free, leaning against the window sill and panting .

"What the hell did you do to me?"

Murong Zhaohui's face turned cold, and he said: "You fled privately, I haven't gotten into any trouble with you yet, this is just a small punishment for you."

Chang Sheng's face became ugly, and he said in a trembling voice, "What you said...is true? My martial arts..."

"Isn't it okay for you to stay by my side with peace of mind? Didn't you say before that if I want, you can always stay by my side?"

Chang Sheng leaned on the window sill and said sadly: "Yes, I did say that. But I regret it now, I shouldn't be here. What am I here for?"

Murong Zhaohui pulled the skirt of his clothes, and said: "I don't allow you to say that! A man, once a word is spoken, it is hard to follow. Since you are mine, how can you say such a thing?"

Changsheng looked at him and said firmly, "I want to leave." After saying that, he opened the wooden window with one hand, wanting to go out through the window.

Murong Zhaohui grabbed him by the back of the collar and closed the window: "What do you want to do? You're already like this, and you still want to leave?"

"Murong Zhaohui, I really can't get along with you!"

Murong Zhaohui's expression darkened, and Chang Sheng actually called him by his first and last name.He said: "I'm sorry for you, but you can't leave, you have to stay."

Changsheng had no choice but to say: "Murong Zhaohui, do you want me to die before you let go?"

Murong Zhaohui's violent temper also broke out, and he said angrily: "Don't say you are dead, you are mine, even if you die, you must die by my side!"

A copper coin hit Changsheng's sleeping hole, Changsheng shook and fell limply on the thick carpet.Surprised, Murong Zhaohui hurried forward to embrace him in his arms.Li Qing knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, I am worried that Young Master Changsheng will be too agitated and hurt his body. It is inevitable for him to become agitated like this now. Your Majesty may have to let him go."

Just now when Chang Sheng was arguing with Murong Zhaohui in the room, he heard it. After Chang Sheng opened the window, he felt that something was wrong. If the two continued to quarrel, the guards farther away and the palace guards who were on duty at night would probably notice something was wrong.

Murong Zhaohui said: "I don't know what to do now. I can't do it if I let him go, let him keep him angry with me every day, don't eat or drink medicine, he really wants to drive himself to death. He hates me so much now. Once I leave, I'm afraid I won't want to come back to me..."

Li Qing sighed silently in his heart, he also knew how they got together, these two were simply enemies, and something would happen every now and then.

"By the way, do you have any news about that person?"

"The subordinates are incompetent, and have not found this person. This person is so skillful, even if five or six hidden guards are dispatched at a time, it is difficult to take him down."

"This person is really hateful. He actually wants to take Changsheng away again. If we get his whereabouts next time, bring a few more people."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Li Qing helped move Changsheng to the bed and went out.He understands Changsheng's feelings, he has somehow become a traitor and can't stand up, and he is alone in Longcheng, he can't go anywhere except Murong Zhaohui.If he was Changsheng, he might have already planned to go on his own.He knew that Changsheng really loved Murong Zhaohui to the bottom of his heart, that's why he tolerated what Murong Zhaohui did to him again and again.He felt that Changsheng's reluctance to return to Dragon City was probably just a moment of pique, and he didn't think about leaving and never coming back.However, this young emperor's desire to control seems to be too strong, making it difficult to resist.

Murong Zhaohui took off his coat for the sake of longevity, it's only November now, but the house was burnt by earth dragons, it's as warm as spring.The room was warm, and Chang Sheng didn't wear many clothes. After taking off the outer blouse and silk clothes, only obscene clothes remained.He closed the door of the inner room and called the palace servants to bring hot water for washing.Changsheng in his sleep also seemed to be uneasy, frowning with a lot of thoughts.

He stroked his forehead, smoothed the wrinkles on his forehead vigorously, and wiped his face with a towel.

"I love you alone, why can't you even stay by my side? Why did you treat me like this when you clearly said you would always stay by my side. I don't want you to go, especially with him!"

Changsheng in the dream became uneasy again, and seemed to be struggling to wake up.Murong Zhaohui blew out the only lamp on the table, and the room was pitch black.He took off his clothes and lay down beside Chang Sheng, holding his hand tightly.

"I really don't know what to do with you. I will be anxious if I don't see you every day when I come back from court. I don't want you to go anywhere."

Early the next morning, Chang Sheng struggled to wake up and found that the people around him had disappeared.He sat by the bed for a while, got up and put on his clothes, opened the window several times and wanted to go out directly, but he lost the courage.In the eyes of many people, he is dead now.If he appeared rashly, it might lead to many things.What's more, he can't use any kung fu, he has a few moves, and he doesn't even have the strength, how can he get out?

He sat on the ground in a daze, feeling like a dog raised by Murong Zhaohui, who only came to see the owner when he was free, and was locked up the rest of the time without freedom.Even Xiaohong is freer and happier than him.

He thought a lot, and even if he loved him, he didn't want to stay here any longer.He has no martial arts, can't even protect him, is useless at all, even he himself feels that he has no value in existence.All he can do here is to warm his bed, nothing else.He laughed at himself, and suddenly felt that he might as well be dead.

Recently, several counties and counties in the south were suddenly hit by a heavy snowstorm, which caused a lot of damage. The county guards wrote letters asking for the imperial court's support.Several ministers in the court attacked each other, arguing for the best solution.Murong Zhaohui had a headache and was entangled until [-]:[-] noon and couldn't rest.He chose the method he thought was the best, but there were always a few people who felt dissatisfied, and finally enforced the order, and those few reluctantly shut up

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When Murong Zhaohui returned to Qingxin Hall, Changsheng sat curled up in a corner with his hair draped over his head.It was dark in the room, and the curtains that he drew before going to bed at night remained open.But today's weather is bad, and he doesn't bother to move the curtain.The weather outside is gloomy, and it's probably going to snow.He glanced at the cakes he had placed on the table, not a single piece had been touched, it was still the same, and there was no shortage of lotus seed soup beside it.Changsheng took two mouthfuls for dinner last night, and even refused to take the tonic, so he went to bed.Murong Zhaohui was already very annoyed at the court, but when he came back, he saw that Chang Sheng didn't take himself seriously, so he was very angry.

"Changsheng, what's wrong with you?! Didn't eat properly again."

Chang Sheng hugged his knees with one hand and propped himself behind him with the other, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he ignored him at all.

He walked up to him and brushed his long, unkempt hair.Chang Sheng's face was extremely pale, with no blood at all.He patted Changsheng's cheek, but Changsheng refused to look up at him, staring at the patterns on the carpet in a daze, wondering what he was thinking.

"Changsheng, you hate me, don't you? I just won't let you go! You are mine, you must stay by my side!"

Hearing these words, Chang Sheng's whole body shook, and he suddenly fell to the side.Surprised, Murong Zhaohui was about to help him up, but suddenly he saw dark red liquid slowly seeping towards him along the carpet.He quickly grabbed his wrist, a one-inch-long scratch stretched across Chang Sheng's wrist, and blood was pouring out continuously.He let out a cry, his eyes quickly moistened.The carpet was originally a dark red background, and the indoor light was not good. Chang Sheng hid that hand behind his back, but he didn't realize it when he came in.

"Changsheng! Don't be like this, Changsheng. I'll call the imperial doctor right away."

Murong Zhaohui's cry alarmed the guards, luckily the dark guards arrived first, Jiang Ling was patrolling nearby, stopped them, closed the gate and entered the Qingxin Hall in person.When Li Qing heard the cry, he saw signs of guards gathered around him, entered the room and saw that the situation was not good, he immediately called Muhua to go to Doctor Zuo, and Nan Xing was ordered to call Jiangling.Today he has been guarding near the Qingxin Hall, seeing that Changsheng is not in a good mood, but he did not expect him to suddenly lose his mind.

When Imperial Physician Zuo hurried into Qingxin Hall, he smelled a strong smell of blood. The bright yellow dragon robe on Murong Zhaohui's body was stained with dark red blood, and the person he held in his arms was pale and motionless. is live.He was taken aback and hurried over to check.Changsheng's injured left hand has been bandaged, and there is still a small amount of blood oozing.He checked for a pulse, and although it was weak, it wasn't beyond the point where it couldn't be saved.

"Your majesty, don't worry, people can still be saved." He raised his eyes, only to find that the young emperor's eyes had already been blurred with tears.Hearing that Changsheng was saved, he felt a little relieved, but he still hugged him and refused to let him go.Imperial physician Zuo untied the hastily wrapped cloth strips, and the blood should have been stopped by someone who knew kung fu tapping acupoints.It may be that the limbs were weak after taking Changsheng powder, but the wound was not very deep.But even so, if the blood continues to flow, it will kill people.

He sewed up the wound, re-bandaged it, and left two prescriptions.Nan Xing took the prescription and hurriedly went out to prepare the medicinal materials and utensils for boiling the medicine. The atmosphere in the room was still dull.

Seeing that Murong Zhaohui was still holding Changsheng in his arms, Imperial Doctor Zuo sighed in his heart, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, there are a few words I don't know what to say. Master Changsheng lost his martial arts and was imprisoned here. It's a sensitive time." If he is emotionally agitated, he may do some extreme actions. Fortunately, he has taken Hua Gong San, and his hand strength is not so strong, so he didn't cut so deep."

Murong Zhaohui recovered from what happened just now, wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, and said, "Then what do you think should be done?"

"Why don't you just follow him first and let him go away for a while?"

Seeing Murong Zhaohui's troubled expression, he said again: "Or we can temporarily separate and let him recover from his injuries first."

"separate?"

Li Qingdao: "Your Majesty, why don't you let Mr. Meng live in Cuiyu Palace for the time being. There are few people waiting there, and it is a place he is familiar with. The yard is big enough for him to move around, so that he won't be too depressed."

Imperial Physician Zuo also said: "Yes. A person will feel depressed if he can't have enough room for activities for a long time. He may have some resistance to stay in the Qingxin Palace. It is a good choice for him to calm down in Cuiyu Palace for a while. "

Nan Xing brought all the medicinal materials according to the prescription, and also brought all the utensils for boiling the medicine.Imperial physician Zuo made a stove to boil medicine in a corner of Qingxin Hall, and Murong Zhaohui finally changed the blood-stained dragon robe after a few people persuaded him.Chang Sheng's coat was also carefully changed, Murong Zhaohui sat with his arms around Chang Sheng, still in shock.

He was afraid, even more afraid than Changsheng was about to flee.Fear followed by sadness, Changsheng, would he rather die than stay by his side?

Today's incident was a bit disturbing, Jiang Ling announced to the public that His Majesty was frightened by a dead cat, but many people probably would not believe this explanation.Seeing that His Majesty came out safely, no one dared to suspect that His Majesty had encountered an assassin.But some people claimed that they heard His Majesty call Changsheng's name.Everyone had long guessed that General Meng was hidden in a deep palace, but they had no way of knowing which palace he was in.Looking at it now, she might be staying with His Majesty day and night in the Hall of Pure Heart.

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