When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

Di Yangyan turned pale with fright and backed away.

tuberculosis!

This is contagious! It will kill people!

"You...don't scare me! Are you trying to scare me on purpose?"

"I'm not very sure, cough cough cough... We don't have an imperial doctor in the Ying Palace, so there is no way to diagnose it.

Second grandson, you are here at the right time. Why don't you help us invite an imperial doctor to take a look today... Ahem... Ah Qiu! "

Yun Jinghuang coughed until his lungs came out, and finally sneezed unexpectedly.

Suddenly, saliva and snot sprayed all over Di Yangyan's face.

That sticky feeling...

"Ah! You idiot! You loser! Don't come over here!"

Di Yangyan was so disgusted that he almost vomited:

"I, the prince, have to preside over the sacrificial ceremony, and I don't have time to hire a doctor for you! Just wait for me, my prince!"

He took out the brocade handkerchief and wiped his face while running away in panic.

Yun Jinghuang chased after him: "Second grandson, don't run away in a hurry... Ah Qiu... I like the crowds the most, let's play together... Ahem... Ah Qiu..."

"Hey... why are you running like the wind? People nowadays are becoming more and more unfilial." Yun Jinghuang sighed and shook his head repeatedly.

Cang Fa and Yan'er were filled with admiration.

Or maybe Yun Jinghuang will come up with something!

But after Di Yangyan left, he washed his face dozens of times with water, but the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

If the woman really had tuberculosis, why were Cang Fa and the maid not infected?

That damn idiot is fooling him!

court death!

Di Yangyan returned to the front hall to continue hosting sacrifices, but in his mind he was already thinking about how to go back and cause trouble later.

Win the palace.

After morning meal, Yun Jinghuang pushed Di Yi's wheelchair for a walk.

In the front hall, you can faintly hear the sound of suona and chanting.

She comforted: "Ayi, don't think too much. The spiritual status of those soldiers is not an unlucky thing. They are heroes and fearless and will help us win the palace better and better."

"Prince Rong is also very clever. He managed to sneak in all the chickens and pigs without telling anyone."

"By the way, many people are discussing this matter among the people. The common people are quite critical and feel that the court's actions this time are too much..."

They can kill two birds with one stone, no loss.

Di Yi's expression was as deep and majestic as ever, and there was no trace of his happiness or anger.

Yun Jinghuang suddenly remembered something, "Ayi, wait for me here for a while, and I'll get you a cup of hot tea~"

In order to help Di Yi recover faster, she would ask Yan'er to boil water every morning and use a cup to brew wolfberry, ginseng and astragalus for him.

Not long after she left the empty square, suddenly, a mocking voice came.

"Hey, isn't this our arrogant and supreme Eternal War Emperor? Why is he sitting in a wheelchair?"

It's Di Yangyan.

He brought a personal guard with him and came with a beautiful maid in his arms.

That maid was the one who was favored last night. She was promised that she would be named the prince's concubine two days after the sacrifice.

She leaned on Di Yangyan weakly and bonelessly, her whole body as soft as water.

The guard reminded him in a low voice: "Second Prince, forget it, we should go out."

It is really impolite to bring a palace maid to come to the elders to cause trouble...

But Di Yangyan snorted, "My grandpa, who is so famous, is injured. As a junior, how can I not come and take a look."

Especially after being plotted by Yun Jinghuang this morning, he was going to vent his anger!

Di Yangyan walked over with his arms around the palace daughter and kept looking at Di Yi's legs:

"How did the once-famous Imperial Uncle get into a wheelchair?

Oh~~I remembered it. Did I lose a war to a small country that had just emerged? Did I lose sixteen cities in a row? Was I beaten to pieces and almost burned to death? "

"Hahaha, I'm not telling you, don't show off if you can't do it. Why are you pretending to be victorious in every battle?

If you raise the white flag and surrender and recognize your grandson earlier, will hundreds of thousands of Xuanjia Guards die? "

Every word, every word, pokes holes in Di Yi's heart.

Di Yi's expression was slightly deep, an emotion they couldn't understand.

Di Yangyan looked at Di Yi's legs and joked:

"Now that I am paralyzed in this wheelchair, am I unable to take care of myself and rely on others to push me when I walk? What is the difference between this and waste?"

"By the way, you are disabled, can your third leg still work?"

Di Yangyan stared at that place as he spoke, with amusement on his face.

When the maid saw that Emperor Yi really did nothing, she decided that he was a crippled prince.

She snuggled into Di Yangyan's arms and just wanted to please him:

"Oh, the second prince is really good at joking~ Isn't this obvious?

The King of War's legs are disabled and he can't even stand up. How can he be strong there?

Not only can’t I take care of myself now, but I’m afraid I can’t even meet a woman’s small needs, haha…”

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Di Yangyan listened with great joy.

Once upon a time, Emperor Yi had the highest status, always looking higher than his head and covering the sky with one hand.

But what if I pull it again? It’s not time to be humiliated by him!

He pinched the waist of the palace maid and said, "It's not me who said that, King Ying, you see that women can't eat. What's the difference between this and a eunuch? Is he still a man?"

If I were you, I might as well strangle myself with my belt! "

There was a dark color surging in Di Yi's majestic and profound face.

The guard was frightened and worried. Are the second prince and the maid really blind?

Even though the War King is disabled, the pressure is still there! Don’t you feel ashamed to talk about that stuff openly?

He stepped forward to persuade: "Second Prince, you really have to leave. You won't be able to find him in the future..."

"shut up!"

Di Yangyan kicked him over, "How can I, a servant like you, interrupt this prince?"

"Besides, what if I just said this?

Di Yi is already disabled. If he has the ability, he can jump up and hit me! Beat me!

Is it possible that a useless person who has trouble walking can still learn martial arts? "

Di Yangyan was full of disdain and extremely arrogant.

He became more and more energetic as he spoke, staring at Di Yi who had not made any move and said:

"Look at the wheelchair you're sitting in, King Ying. It's so dark. It's so unlucky.

After all, we are a family, I will give you another one. "

As he spoke, he walked over and kicked the wheelchair a few times.

Many dragon bodies carved on the wheelchair pillars suddenly fell to the ground with a "crackling" sound.

The originally majestic dragon chair suddenly looked messy and messy.

The palace daughter also hurriedly brought a jar over.

Di Yangyan took it and threw it at Di Yi's feet.

"No, this is my new wheelchair to honor you, haha!"

The jar is round and has a small mouth. It is a specially found urine jar!

In order to disgust people, he filled the urine jar with water and rolled it in front of Di Yi's wheelchair, making it wet.

Di Yangyan burst out laughing: "Hahaha, look at this, it's a perfect match!

You are disabled, why are you still sitting in a wheelchair?

The best thing for you is to sit on this urinal all the time. Wouldn't it be more convenient for you to poop and pee? Hahaha! "

"Hahaha..." Gong's daughter also smiled and hit Di Yangyan on the shoulder:

"The Second Prince is so considerate and thoughtful."

"King Ying, why don't you thank me?"