Is the prince abolished today?

The imperial physicians who have already suffered a lot, but the reality let them know that they can suffer even more: "..."

This is to teach them how to answer.

Said that although it has been more than half an hour, because His Royal Highness is busy drinking juice, he is not very willing to talk to them, so they didn't even feel the little prince's pulse?

Hehe, it's a good time to file a complaint, let's go out to the crematorium.

Think about Marquis Dingbei who is working at home with one arm hanging, think about Mrs. Lin's half-burned house, and think about the eldest prince who was almost scared to death at the gate of the palace by a pot of dog blood.

As those who are not only proficient in medical skills, but also familiar with palace fighting routines, would they do such a stupid thing of offering their heads?

"Cough cough."

At the critical moment, the head of the old Tai Hospital who was more than seventy years old, the best of the best, and the first-class in mud skills was pushed out.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, when the imperial physician sees a doctor, he pays attention to what he sees, hears and asks..."

The old hospital first explained the medical principles in a long-winded manner, and then got to the point: "This sleepwalking disorder is also called night terrors. It is a kind of mental illness, and it usually occurs in early childhood. Of course, a teenager at the age of His Highness People are also one of the hardest-hit areas for illness, mostly due to high psychological pressure, lack of emotion, or irregular work and diet. The onset time can be long or short, the frequency of onset can be high or low, and the incubation period before onset is particularly long. ...cough cough, that is to say, for the diagnosis and treatment of sleepwalking, the significance of feeling the pulse is actually not great, the most important thing is to do a good job in the three steps of 'seeing, hearing and questioning', focusing on observation."

"In addition, in terms of treatment, the veteran also does not advocate medication. For mental problems, it is best to use spiritual means to solve... For example, as an elder, His Majesty, you can actually do more psychological counseling for Your Highness on weekdays. , to His Highness, Your Majesty, you are the panacea."

The speech of the head of the old hospital can basically be summed up in two words: nonsense.

Because after you hear it, you can't immediately tell whether the prince has nocturnal excursions, but you can't say absolutely no.Because the head of the hospital has said that sleepwalking is mainly caused by psychological pressure. Today's young people, who don't have any psychological pressure, let alone the little prince who has been elected as the crown prince for two consecutive terms.

His old man's strength proved that as long as he is skilled, he can blow out rainbow farts with nonsense.

For example, at this moment, Emperor Changping, relying on the powerful discrimination of an emperor who draws inferences from one instance and discerns the other, from this pile of nonsense, got a very crucial point of information that touched his heart:

His prince lacks love.

Whose responsibility is it that the child lacks love?Of course it's an irresponsible old man.

Let me ask, is there any responsible father in the world who would cruelly suspect that the child's illness is a fake when the child is already suffering from a serious mental illness?

Because of deep self-blame and guilt, when Emperor Changping looked at the can of freshly squeezed watermelon juice in the arms of the prince, his eyes suddenly softened a lot.

"Wang Fulai."

Emperor Changping's voice was even slightly hoarse.

Manager Wang is not a roundworm after all, he heard a subtle change in His Majesty's voice, and his first reaction was... Facing this set of apparently perfunctory rhetoric, His Majesty wanted Longyan to be furious.

So he bent his waist almost to the ground, and said cautiously: "The servant is here."

"Go." Emperor Changping pointed to the outside of the hall: "Go to the imperial dining room and ask them to bring the batch of cantaloupe that Gaochang Kingdom paid a new tribute to, and squeeze the juice for the prince. The watermelon juice is too cold, and drinking too much will cause stomach upset."

ha?

Manager Wang, whose heart was about to jump out of his throat, almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, he was stunned, and then hurriedly agreed: "Oh, yes, the slave will go right away."

After dismissing the imperial physician, Emperor Changping asked someone to move an embroidered pier to sit opposite the prince, and decided to have a good talk with this sensitive and loveless child.

"I see that your eyes are black and blue, did you not sleep well last night?"

"Is the food to your liking recently? Would you like me to call two cooks from the imperial dining room for you?"

Habit is a terrible thing.For example, now, Emperor Changping is more and more used to talking to himself in the air.

"Why didn't you mention the matter of nocturnal travel before?"

"It's all my fault. I'm busy with political affairs and ignore your mental state."

"I've made up my mind. In these two days, I will ask the Ministry of Rites to draw up a regulation. Three more medical officers will be assigned to the Prince's Mansion. They will ask for pulse in the morning, noon, and evening."

"Prince, I am talking to you, are you listening?"

After all, he is an emperor who conquers the world and is loved by all people. No matter how good-tempered and guilty he is, after nearly half a stick of incense time for asking and answering himself, Emperor Changping's patience is a bit exhausted.

Raising children is really much more difficult than running a country.

Mu Yun put down the juice, raised his eyelids lazily, and said without any expectation: "Father has said so much, why didn't he mention a word about the big brother who made a man last night?"

"Father, what are you afraid of? I'm afraid that I really did it, so I'm guilty and dare not ask? I'm afraid that after asking, you will never be able to face me, the 'former prince' who has done bad deeds and hurt your beloved eldest prince." ?”

"Father, you have never really trusted me, so why bother to show the appearance of being a loving father and filial son to outsiders all day long. You are tired, and I am tired too."

"Like this kneeling punishment, we get both money and goods, and both of us have achieved our goals, so it's good."

Picking out any of these words is disobedience and disrespect. If it were someone else, it would have killed several times, but... Emperor Changping had a chest pain for a while, so he could only digest his anger and use the gentlest warning method: "Prince, watch your words!"

"Oh."

The young man picked up the juice without hesitation, lowered his eyes, and continued to drink it expressionlessly.

Emperor Changping: "!!!"

This dead child, looking at Wen Wenruan, who is obedient and obedient, can really drive people to death when he speaks!

Therefore, whenever Emperor Changping heard the rumors circulating outside, such as that the prince had a deep mind and was the best at pretending to be pitiful and bewitching him, the emperor, Emperor Changping wanted to reprimand: It's nonsense!

Scheming?I'm sorry, what is that? In front of him, this dead boy doesn't know how to write the word "tactful".

As for pretending to be pitiful and bewitching him?Hehe, he dreamed that the dead child would act like a spoiled child in front of him, bewitching and bewitching him, but the question is why the dead child!It would be nice not to bite him.

Ah no, even if you are willing to treat him as an object of venting, you can just bite him.

But every time this dead child talked to him, his expression was like an emotionless machine, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

As a face-saving emperor, how could he not feel bad?

"Your Majesty, the Marquis of Dingbei seeks an audience."

When Emperor Changping was at his worst, Wang Fulai's voice sounded like a beautiful musical note in time.

But after the initial beauty, Emperor Changping faintly felt something was wrong.

Wei Zhao came here at this time, could he be like the group of noisy veterans in the main hall, wanting to ask him for an explanation, and want him to punish the prince severely?

"Quick announcement."

Emperor Changping gave some worried instructions.

The bear got into trouble outside, as an elder, he was somewhat guilty.

His Majesty the emperor, who was very considerate, turned his head at the same time, ready to remind a certain dead child to put away the juice quickly.

The patient is still suffering from pain, it’s fine if your child doesn’t know how to repent, but he’s still hiding in the temple and drinking freshly squeezed juice happily, which teaches others what to think when they see it.

As the emperor, he couldn't chill the hearts of his subjects, especially a trustworthy one like Wei Zhao.

"Cough cough."

In view of the fact that dead children always like to treat him as air, Emperor Changping specially polished his words in his heart.

However, when he really turned his head and saw the bright yellow boy who had consciously hid the juice in the arms of the fat butler and was kneeling on the soft cushion in a very upright posture waiting for inspection, Emperor Changping's mouth opened slightly in surprise, almost thinking that he Saw a fake prince.

What's the matter with this cute and cute appearance?

What does this innocent little expression mean?

Whose heart are these star-like big eyes trying to make cute?

Although the dead child likes to treat him like air, he still looks good to him at critical moments.

Such a sensible child who is so easy to make people want to protect, who will protect him as an elder if he is not going to protect?

After receiving a series of self-tortures from the depths of his soul, Emperor Changping decisively ordered: "Come here, pass the board."

Disciplining children, the most important thing is to create that atmosphere.

Manager Wang, who was familiar with the emperor's routine, understood it in no time at this time, and specially instructed the messenger to choose a generous and moderate plank, so that Dingbei Hou must not think that His Majesty is pretending, but he must not hurt His Highness the Crown Prince.This is the basic disk.

So when Wei Zhao entered the hall, what he saw was a violent version of Emperor Changping who was running away in the hall angrily.

"Hit! Hit me hard!"

"What's wrong with sleepwalking? Can having sleepwalking be a reason for you to bite someone?"

"I'm already in my teens. Don't you control your behavior and emotions when you're sick?"

"Okay. Even if you are seriously ill and want to bite someone because you can't control it, wouldn't you choose someone else to bite? Who is the Marquis of Dingbei? That is my most trusted and most dependable official, the one in the eyes of the people. Heroes are the pillars of the country! You can bite them too!"

"Didn't he just pass by? Did he recruit you or provoke you?"

"I tell you, if Marquis Dingbei's injury is not good, this matter will never end!"

Although the servant in charge of punishment is just holding the board at the side at this time, and although the board painted with black paint has not really fallen down, Emperor Changping's superb and realistic acting skills give people the illusion that the prince has been severely beaten by him. Beat up.

In less than a minute after entering the palace, Wei Zhao, who was quick in thinking and had no intention of suing, quickly summed up two central ideas from the emperor's words:

[-]. Biting is not the prince's fault, but the fault of nocturnal excursions.

[-]. The prince bit him but didn't bite other people because he insisted on passing by.

Then why does His Majesty punish the Prince here?

Because his wounds are growing too slowly and disappointingly...

Well, the logic is rigorous and impeccable.

As a subject who is willing to understand the heart of the emperor, Wei Zhao smiled silently in his heart.

The little prince of the former dynasty was really not simple, and I don't know what kind of tricks he used to pretend to be pitiful. Under such circumstances, he was able to seduce His Majesty, a cheap uncle, to work hard to protect him.

"Cough, cough."

Just when the two monarchs and ministers were acting through the air, a weak coughing sound came in softly.

The moment the cough sounded, Emperor Changping's powerful imperial heart almost stopped beating.

His prince, is this finally showing weakness to him?

The author has something to say: Author: Hehe, Your Majesty the Emperor, don't be narcissistic.

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Well, I would like to report to everyone: Wen Wentian officially joined V on Wednesday, 5.8, and there will be more fat drops on that day. After v, each chapter will try to be as fat as possible. Everyone continue to support Duck ~ love you ~

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Received the file: "After Penetrating into the Enemy's Body", if you are interested, you can bookmark it in advance~

Upon waking up, the Demon Lord Chang Yuan found himself transmigrated into the body of his old enemy—Qi Yun, God of War of the Fourteen States.

Zhang Yuan was attached to this person, and it was Qi Yun who brought him out of the dark cave of ten thousand skulls, taught him to be a human being, taught him to survive, and taught him to understand the seven emotions and six desires.

Zhang Yuan hated this person even more. 300 years ago, it was Qi Yun who abolished his cultivation base, smoked his magic root, and destroyed his primordial spirit in front of the immortal sect of Kyushu 300 years ago. [-] years at the bottom of the ruins.

Zhang Yuan thought, this time, he finally had the opportunity to take revenge on this person severely.

Originally wanted to be a wolf but ended up as a little milk dog

Note: Gong does not always stay in the receiving body, but only wears it under certain conditions. Most of the time, um, it is still in his own body~