[Plane] Cleaner

I don't know if I will suffer from kidney failure.

Song Chen was a little melancholy, he spurned himself for being too immoral, and then fainted Wei Kechou C, while leading his horse, preparing to enter the palace.

The little emperor was lying on the bed sickly, with a bright yellow wet wipe on his forehead to dissipate heat.

The empress dowager and empress were sitting at the side. When they heard that Song Chen was coming, they hurriedly invited him in.

"Why did the emperor suddenly catch a cold?"

Song Chen came in hurriedly, took a look and then spoke.

The queen mother wiped Song Yun's face with a handkerchief, and said sadly: "Yun'er didn't want to go back to the palace to rest last night, but insisted on reviewing memorials in the imperial study, and finally caught a cold."

Song Chen leaned forward, and the queen gave up his seat. He reached out and touched Song Yun's face: "It's a little hot, the imperial doctor said when it will be better."

"Take the medicine and you will be cured in three days. By the way, isn't that magical doctor at the Prince Regent's Mansion? Hurry up and send someone here."

Song Chen comforted the Queen Mother: "Don't worry, Queen Mother, it's just a cold, and the doctor will be here soon."

The queen moistened the little emperor's mouth with ginseng soup, and said, "Flooding occurred again in the southern area. The emperor has not made a decision yet. I don't know who should be sent there?"

The Empress Dowager turned her head and asked Song Chen: "According to the King Regent's opinion, which minister should be sent?"

Song Chen smiled slightly: "Why don't you send this year's new top scorer Murong Yu over there, I heard that Murong Yu's talent and martial arts are top-notch, he is upright and honest as an official, fair and just, he cares about the people, and he is also the emperor's confidant, it is the most suitable .”

The queen mother nodded: "Then, according to the regent's opinion, pass the decree."

Soon, the eunuch came over with Wei Kechou, and because of Song Chen's written order, the Yong'an Palace let him go without embarrassment.

When Wei Kechou came, he seemed to be in good spirits. He should have given himself a few needles, but he could clearly see the dark circles under his eyes.

The Empress Dowager didn't let him salute, she called him to the front as soon as Wei Kechou came and asked him to feel the pulse of the little emperor, Wei Kechou listened carefully for a while.

He saw a few bruises and purple marks on the emperor's chest with keen eyes, and he understood a little bit in his heart.

"I'm not a genius doctor, when will Aijia's son recover?" The queen mother was just a mother who was nervous about her son.

"Don't worry, Empress Dowager, it will be cured tomorrow morning." Wei Kechou took up a pen and wrote down the prescription, and said, "However, if I let you perform acupuncture and moxibustion on the emperor, the wind and cold will be cured when I wake up. In the future, I just need to adjust my breath and make up for it." Make up, the body can be more than before."

"That's good, that's good." The queen mother nodded, "Do you need any tools for the miraculous doctor? Aijia has someone prepare it right away."

Wei Kechou shook his head: "I have it with me."

After finishing speaking, he took out five golden needles and inserted them into Song Yun's head, and then XXXXXXXX [because I don't know medical skills, omission].

Finally, Wei Kechou took off all the gold needles as quickly as lightning, and put them back in her belt.

"Alright, don't worry, Empress Dowager, when the emperor wakes up, the wind and cold will recede."

The Empress Dowager finally nodded reassuringly, and said happily: "Come here, there is a reward."

Wei Kechou exhausted a lot of energy, his face was pale at this moment, a little shaky, he forced a smile and said: "Queen Mother, I will get used to indifference in the next life, and these are all things outside of me."

The queen mother wanted to say something, but who knew that Wei Kechou's eyes went dark for a while, thinking that Song Chen was behind her, she passed out with peace of mind.

Song Chen pursed his lips, stretched out his hand to hold Wei Kechou in his arms, and said, "Forgive me, Empress Dowager, but Choi'er hasn't had a good rest for a long time, this time the energy wasted too much, I really can't support it."

Both the empress dowager and the empress looked at him in surprise, even the emperor didn't know when he woke up: "No, don't blame him."

Song Chen picked up Wei Kechou, and said with a smile: "I and Chou'er hit it off right away, and became friends. Now that he's exhausted and passed out, I'm going to send Chou'er back home, so I won't be here."

The Queen Mother regained her composure, and also said with a smile: "The regent will be back for now, come here, send a sedan chair."

When Song Chen returned to the palace with Wei Kechou in his arms, he was seen by all the servants. He deliberately didn't walk so fast, so that everyone could see clearly who was lying in his arms. He sent back to the room.

"Where are Murong Yu and Shangguan Lian'er?"

"I have received the order and returned to the mansion. I am packing my luggage and preparing to go to the southern region to control the waterlogging."

"Hmph." Lord Song sneered, "Get ready for the killer, and start chasing and killing them when they leave the city. Remember, don't take their lives, but try to make them miserable."

"Yes, this subordinate will prepare now."

The so-called protagonist tastes just that way, not as easy to fuck as the supporting role, and the soft one can be fucked.

"By the way, where is the woman my king favored a few days ago?"

"Still in the backyard."

"Have you fed the dragon and tiger soup?"

"Already fed."

"I don't want a woman to have my child."

Soon, it was getting late, Wei Kechou still didn't wake up, it seemed that she was indeed tired from being played by Song Chen.

When it was time to light the lanterns, Song Chen ate alone, wiped his mouth, and sneaked into the palace again.

Well, tonight, I should have a good show of warmth with the little emperor.

In the middle of the night, the huge bedroom was full of lamps and shadows. Several court ladies and eunuchs dozed off with their heads down. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew open the window and made a creaking sound, which woke everyone up. An eunuch who was closer to the window walked over and closed it. He opened the window, rubbed his arms, and murmured softly: "It's cold now, it's so cold in the middle of the night that I get goosebumps."

The little emperor slept alone in the inner room, while the maids and eunuchs waited outside. Without the emperor's order, no one dared to come in.

Therefore, in this empty bedroom and this dragon bed, only the emperor was alone, with his eyes open, not knowing what he was thinking.

But it seemed very lonely.

"Jun'er, are you missing me?" Song Chen lifted the curtain of the bed and sat on the edge of the bed.

Song Yun glanced at Song Chen calmly and squeezed his hands tightly.

"What do you want?" Song Yun asked him hoarsely.

Song Chen stretched out his hand to pick his chin, and nibbled lightly: "Yun'er, I want you."

"You're dreaming!" The little emperor couldn't help shouting.

"Your majesty, what do you need?" The maid outside listened to the emperor's voice and immediately cheered up, nodding and bowing hurriedly to ask him.

The little emperor opened his mouth and shouted: "Come on, put...uh!"

Song Chen swallowed the rest of the words.

"emperor?"

The emperor broke away from Song Chen wanting to cry but without tears: "It's nothing, you guys retreat, you don't need to wait here, all retreat outside the bedroom, don't come in if anything happens."

"Yes."

Then there were slight footsteps, the sound of the door opening, the sound of closing the door, and finally everything returned to calm.

"Looks like you're ready to sit down?"

The little emperor didn't speak.

Song Chen sighed, took off his coat, hugged the little emperor in his arms, and covered the quilt: "Jun'er, maybe you are still angry because of what happened in the morning."

Seeing that the little emperor was still silent, Song Chen said: "In the morning, I knew you were awake at that time, and I held Wei Kechou just because I wanted to annoy you and see if you still have any affection for me. "

"You, really love me?" The little emperor asked hesitantly.

"If I didn't love you, how could I risk being beheaded to force you."

"You also know that you are forcing me!" The little emperor became angry again, "Besides, you have the gold medal to avoid death from the emperor, so I can't kill you at all."

"You will believe me only if I say it." Song Chen was heartbroken.

The little emperor pursed his lips: "The empress mother loves me only because I am the emperor, the empress loves me only because I am the emperor, the concubine loves me only because I am the emperor, and why do you love me?"

"I love you because you are Song Yun." Song Chen said softly, "And because you were called profligate and s when I c."

The little emperor's face softened a little when he heard the previous sentence, but his face turned dark when he heard the latter sentence: "Get out!"

"Yun'er, I definitely don't love you because you are the emperor."

"I don't know what love is, but I hope what you say is true." Song Yun blushed and closed her eyes, "Don't you want to do it? Come on."

Song Chen hugged him funny, kissed his lips, entangled with each other, this time the little emperor didn't resist like last time, instead cooperated with Song Chen and actively entangled with him.

After a long time, after the kiss was over, Song Chen said with some doubts in the little emperor's eyes: "You just recovered from your illness, don't do it today, go to sleep."

Song Yun snorted disdainfully, as if mocking Song Chen's hypocrisy, but then the corner of his mouth curled up.