Accompanying the Phoenix

He Zhizhou laughed for half a day and finally enough laughed. When he saw the moonboard look like a dead heart, he soothed in a long tone: “Dafu, it's actually quite nice. ”

The corner of the moon is smoking fast!

Listen to your sister! So, how about you smile like this? Dafu, why don't you just call her a disaster?

Tomorrow's eyebrows dropped, as if he had not heard it, and he resisted passively, ignoring the smile and tone of his words, he said with no expression: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your praise. I'm really feeling a little uncomfortable this time. I can't stay with the king. Please forgive him! ”

She stayed here again, afraid she'd have to hold her hand and smoke the white jade pillow under his head! While she's still in control, it's best to get out of here before the blood doesn't happen.

After that, without waiting for Ho Zhou to respond, turn around and grow.

“All right, all right.” He Zhizhou rarely put her down to fool her, "the king won't laugh at you anymore. Look at your temperament. Even the king has given it more than it has. If it's someone else, I don't know how many times I've died. ”

Reply to the cold face of next month with the face of "Look, how good this king is to you”.

“The prince can also let me die.” Tomorrow the moon still had a face on it. He didn't give him a good face at all. He refused to take the stairs he handed him and came down.

If it weren't for her, He Zhizhou would probably really let her die! But now that we know her value to He Zhizhou, why do we have to be respectful and wary of him? Naturally, there's gas coming out!

Forgive him, Ha Chi won't let her die at this hour!

He Zhizhou smiled. “What kind of silly words did Dafu say? How could this king want you to die? Well, don't be ridiculous. I think the driver of the Little Emperor will be here soon, so help the king pack up and prepare the noodle saint. ”

This moment came with a serious face.

Tomorrow the moon stared at him in disgust, "How is the king going to clean up? The doctor ordered you to avoid moving these days. If the wound is broken, it is a hassle. ”

Please, just keep him safe and don't cause trouble, especially if she's in trouble!

He Zhizhou didn't bother others' consciousness at all. He smiled slightly: “The little emperor came to see if the king was dying. He didn't want to do what he wanted. He was sure that the king couldn't seriously hurt him. He just showed him how the king looked on the bright end. ”

He said, winking narrowly at the bright moon, "Better scare the little bastard back to the palace and get sick. ”

Tomorrow month: "…”

The little emperor is a little bastard. What kind of bastard is his dear uncle?

……

The Emperor drove all the way to Wuyuan.

Helping the eunuch's hand to get out of the car, he heard a lazy noise coming from the front door of the courtyard, but called his scalp a smile: “Your Majesty? I was only slightly wounded and tired of His Majesty visiting me personally. I was disappointed and asked His Majesty to forgive me. ”

With forgiveness in his mouth, he stood up straight there, but never bent a bend. Hanging the little emperor's most familiar and hateful smile, he stood there so lazy.

The little emperor's pride in spring changed before his converging face. If the young eunuch did not hold his hand, he was afraid that he would fall directly from the car as soon as he heard the voice of Hezhou.

He unconsciously went to see Jong-ming, who came with him to “visit the disease”. Jong-ming seemed to have received the eyes of the little emperor for help. He smiled soothingly at him, and looked silently at the silver armor guard that accompanied him, indicating that the little emperor had silver armor guard. He Zhizhou did not dare to move lightly. This has only fallen to the generous people to come forward and salute Hezhou with respect: "Weishen, give your regards to the King. Heard that the king was injured, His Majesty slept in the palace and had trouble eating. The king was the top beam pillar of the beam. Never make any mistakes. His Majesty hurried to visit the Prince. I wonder how the king's wounded? Everyone out there is saying that the King is badly wounded. Weishen, look, the King seems to be doing well? ”

He said so, lifting his eyes slightly, silently measuring the face of He Zhizhou.

He Zhizhou was naturally looking great at this time. His pale and morbid face was rubbed by the hand next moon. Whoever was rubbed like this could rub a good look on his face. Rouge lipstick was picked up again next month, and he was gently applied a layer. He Zhizhou himself was able to install it, so he stood at the door of the courtyard, still at the end of the jade tree with a great red and luminous appearance.

There is no pale state of pain with half a dozen serious injuries. Even Zong Zhengming couldn't help but suspect that the news he got last night was false, it was He Zhizhou who deliberately released it, waiting for him and the Emperor to come to the door today?

Even though the doubts on his face passed, he taught Ha Zhou to take his eyes off. He mocked the corner of his lip and said with a careless irony: “However, the minor injuries and illnesses made the prime minister tread on the princess's cheap land. It is indeed an honor for the king. You know, in the past, this king was the next post to invite the Prime Minister to come to the house. The Prime Minister refused to give this face to the King. Now that he is here himself, he is truly flattered. ”

Ordinary people listened to the words of He Zhou, they had to blush, but the Prime Minister's color remained the same, as if they could not understand the derisive words of He Zhou, but let the next moon very much open its eyes.

“The king made a joke.” Zhong Zhengming smiled even smiling. He did not even wake him up until now. He straightened his back and looked like Wen Wenya's smile. But he didn't say much about why he refused to come here today. "The King never absent from the Dharma for no reason. This time, the absence was two days. His Majesty and Weishen were very worried. Since there was no King in the Dharma to preside over the big picture, the ministers were also worried. Since the King's body is fine, will he be able to return to the Hajj tomorrow? ”

He said, turning to the little emperor, who had gotten out of the car with a stiff face, laughed: “The king has always assisted His Majesty, who has long been accustomed to His Majesty's presence. Your Majesty would be relieved if His Majesty could show up tomorrow, wouldn't you, Your Majesty? ”

The little emperor seems to have finally returned to God, pulled the corner of his mouth, and squeezed out a smile after all. "Zong Aiqing is quite right. Uncle Wang is not looking at my face. He is also very concerned about the situation of the ancient emperor. His nephew left you as if he really lost his main bone. He also hopes that Uncle Wang will show up in the chapel tomorrow. ”

Everyone can hear the meaning of Zhengming and the Little Emperor singing together. Since there is nothing in the way of Hezhou, the Little Emperor came personally, and so sincerely invited Hezhou back to the Dynasty, which also gave the face of Hezhou Tianda. If Ha Zhizhou still refuses to go to the Dynasty, the little emperor doesn't know what rumors to release, at least one contempt of the emperor cannot escape, and they can also confirm whether Ha Zhizhou is seriously injured.

At this time in his residence, He Zhizhou can also pretend, really want him to go to the Dynasty tomorrow, just afraid to send it back halfway.

Jong-ming and the little emperor set this set up together, it's really a bit tricky.

Tomorrow the moon holds the hand of He Zhizhou unconsciously tight, and I don't know how He Zhizhou will dissolve?

Just thinking about it, He Zhizhou's straight body suddenly leaned on her. Tomorrow the moon was shocked, and he didn't dare to ask. He saw the long brow of He Zhizhou's flying fast, and knew that he was struggling at this time.

She sighed in her heart. He Zhizhou led her out to meet the little emperor, not necessarily without the thought of tying her to death on a boat with him. Now it's not up to her to choose between going in and going out. Even when he smiled softly, he whispered: “Your Majesty, His Majesty is here personally, the Prime Minister is a rare guest, so as not to teach people that we have no courtesy. Besides, the doctor has also ordered you to serve the people with loyalty over the years. The auxiliary sire, who vomits and leaches blood, is already suffering from different bones. If it is a minor injury, don't be careless, it should be well maintained. Let's go back inside and talk in front of the wind. ”

As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt two gaze straight at her. Without looking up, she could also guess that it was from the eyes of the little emperor.

Next month, he sighed in his heart and opened his bow without turning back. As he raised his emotional hand, he caressed the chest of the land of Fujiao. His eyes were full of worries.

He Zhizhou stared down at the moon, his eyes laughed, tender and deep. He lifted his hand and grabbed the moon's hand and caressed his chest. The gentleness in his eyes fluttered like water: “The Tai Doctor said, there were exaggerated ingredients in it, you are so worried about harming it. Besides, before the death of the brother-in-law entrusted Daliang and His Majesty to me, His Majesty was young. If the king did not bother more, he would be tempted by the people who had his heart tested him. I can't say, but the king himself would have to work harder. ”

He sighed softly and looked at the little emperor with a complex and compassionate eye. "As long as he was able to cope with the royal orders before his death, he was misunderstood by the world, he was exhausted, and the king had no grudges. ”

Not only did this directly reflect Jong-ming, the one who wanted to teach the bad emperor, but he also took the opportunity to pour out a bitter water and shouted a grievance, as if he was really that selfless and immaculate great figure of the heart of Jiangshan.

I'll give him a hundred compliments in my heart next month. What an act!

But her hand, which he held, was slippery and sticky, and it was the cold sweat in his hand.

This face still smiled and couldn't see anything wrong man, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart tomorrow moon. This worries me: "Well, Your Majesty, if you want to come to the emperor and Prime Minister to understand your national heart, I will watch you stand for a while, your face is a little bad, so hurry inside. ”

As he spoke, he apologized and offered a courtesy in the direction of the little emperor. "Forgive me, Your Majesty. There was no room for me to speak here, but the doctor repeatedly told me that it was difficult for the king to blow the wind outside, and I ask His Majesty to forgive me. ”

He Zhizhou was very satisfied with the move next month, especially when she made her position clear in front of the little emperor - if she really hated that he didn't want to be on the same boat with him, he just had to do nothing, nothing to say, the little emperor and Jong-ming would understand what she meant, and he couldn't do anything about her in front of the little emperor. But she's still talking. How can that make him feel comfortable?

He felt comfortable in his heart and brought it out on his face. He grinned lightly at the little emperor with the hand of the next moon. “That's how the ladies are nagging. Your Majesty, look at this king, don't punish her sins. ”

After standing for so long, the Little Emperor finally had the opportunity to say a second sentence, “The Princess of Summer is also concerned about Uncle Wang, how can I blame her? ”

He and Zong Zhengming sang together to force He Zhizhou to go to Shang Dynasty tomorrow. The two men also sang together to tell him how hard work He Zhizhou has done. If he still insists that He Zhizhou go to Shang Dynasty tomorrow, it is he, the monarch, who does not understand how hard work he has done.

He couldn't help but look at Zheng Zhengming again. He stood there for half a day and didn't see any abnormalities in He Zhou. He was also warmly invited by the moon to talk to the house. The little emperor couldn't help hesitating. Do you really want to go inside and talk? He was actually very resistant in his heart. This Uncle Wang, he was afraid of him since he was a child.

Who knows what's waiting for him in that room? If you can't get out of there, how can you? The silver armor guard is around, and the little emperor won't take any chances.

Zong Zhengming naturally understood the little emperor's worries and smiled. “Since the king is uncomfortable, Weishen will not disturb the king's rest. Although the prince is so tired for the sake of the national community, his ministers and others cannot share the prince's worries, but I am sure that the ministers will all turn their heads in anticipation of his reappearance in the dynasty. His Majesty and His Majesty can only rest assured if His Majesty takes care of himself. For this injury, His Majesty specially brought several doctors from the palace to serve His Majesty, and asked His Majesty to understand His Majesty's love. ”

This is still a drip of water. First, I hope that Hezhou will return to the chapel as soon as possible. Second, I will leave too many doctors to serve Hezhou. Is it a real injury or a fake injury or a minor injury or a serious injury? Can I still hide it from these doctors?

He Zhizhou was about to speak and heard a terrible howl, “Oh, my continent! What kind of dark-hearted thief hurt you with such courage? Don't be afraid, Auntie is here, Auntie will decide for you! ”

Everyone looked at the past.

Seeing a very carefully maintained beautiful woman in the early thirties, she pushed away her little Marquis An and her maid and burst in tears and burst into Ha Zhizhou, completely ignoring the little emperor and Zhengming and the large group they brought.

I grabbed Hezhou's hand and cried. I measured Hezhou from head to toe with my blurred eyes. I checked Hezhou's body with my bare hands. "I heard people outside say you were hurt. Where did you get hurt? Tell Auntie! ”

The heartbeat I saw next month scared that this beautiful woman's hands could get the wounds of He Zhizhou. In front of the little emperor, He Zhizhou can survive now is the limit. If the beautiful woman touches it again, she is afraid to faint immediately.