The hero bends down

Zhong Su felt his body being lifted up.

His face was still burning hot, and his whole body was cold and sad to death.But the most difficult thing to talk about is the pain from a certain part of the lower body from time to time, as well as convulsive spasms, and...

"..."

Zhong Su just thought he was shot by a gun.

Although no bullet has such long eyes, it hits that part.

He was lifted on the soft couch and felt a little more comfortable.The soft couch was slowly set up and headed towards the palace in the south.

Walking steadily on the couch all the way, Zhong Su didn't know where he was, but felt that there was a gaze locked on him tightly from the beginning to the end of this journey, sometimes ruthless, sometimes slack.And the few people who were carrying him slowly turned in one direction, and their eyes were blocked outside.

The aroma of Shenshuixiang is tangy, sweet and moist.

Then his body was lifted up again and placed on a softer bed.There were sparse footsteps outside the house, and people came in one after another.

Zhong Su heard the sound of the sweat towel squeezing water, and wiped his forehead and cheeks with a piece of cloth.Another person came over, unbuttoned him, and helped him take off his clothes.

He wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't lift them.

Someone began to wipe his chest, and someone helped him up to scrub his back.

Coming and going, Zhong Su didn't know how many people touched him. Judging by the strength of those people's hands, it should be a woman.

The men who had undressed him began to tug at his culottes.

Zhong Su knew that there was still the menstrual belt that Ruoqing taught him to put on inside.

The menstrual belt is a cloth bag sewn by hand with plant ash inside.This kind of treatment of private parts, even ordinary women would be shy when they are seen, let alone a man like Zhong Su.

He was anxious and embarrassed, and really wanted to wake up immediately and tell these maids that he would do these things by himself.

The hand of the maid who helped him undress was half-moved, and then she reacted quickly and opened Zhong Su's legs.

When his leg was lifted by the maid, Zhong Su was so anxious that his breath was choked in his throat.

"Ah, it's not good, she vomited blood again." The person who wiped Zhong Su's face cried out in panic.

Zhong Su was held up with his head up, and spit out another mouthful of blood.

Bright blood dripped from the cheeks.

Then there was another mouthful of blood.

Zhong Su knew this time that he was really doomed.

Someone wiped the blood on his upper body, and patted his back, but the movement of the lower body still didn't stop.He only felt that his calm temper for many years could no longer be restrained, and he surged up overwhelmingly.

Why is this happening?

If there are gods, why do they make fun of themselves?

What did he do wrong to punish him in this way?

……

Nearly a month of recuperation and exercise has come to nothing, the suppressed pain flooded out like a river bursting its embankment, stimulating every nerve of Zhong Su.

The ends seem to feel a sense, one after another, the pain is overflowing.

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With a sullen face, Long Yi saw the court ladies coming and going at the window in front of the palace, and then he couldn't hold back anymore, stood up from his seat, and strode out of the palace.

As soon as the emperor left the gate of the main hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Ji Munian and an old man dressed as an imperial doctor walked up to him.The old man was in a hurry, and even his wrinkles were covered with a layer of sweat. At this time, he saw the emperor coming out of the main hall, hurriedly stood behind the steps in front of the hall, and kowtowed down.

"My minister Hefeng pays homage to the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

His breath was a little unsteady, and he could see that he was in a hurry.And Ji Munian, who was leading the way in front of him, also bowed down.

"Why did it come so slowly?" Long Yi frowned.

"I met Concubine Xuan when I came here." Ji Munian said truthfully.

"..." Long Yi's face darkened.

Afterwards, he frowned and eased his expression and said: "I met you, I met you, now go in and have a look." After he finished speaking, he was the first one who couldn't hold back anymore, and walked towards the side hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Imperial Physician He quickly got up and followed.He looked thin and small with his old bones, but he did not dare to neglect in front of the emperor, and walked into the room where Zhong Su was staying in three steps.

At this time, Zhong Su's whole body was scrubbed, put on clean obscene clothes, and lay on the bed.Imperial Physician He took out the silk cloth from the medical bag, spread it on Zhong Su's wrist, held the pulse with his right hand, and listened quietly.

Long Yi looked at Zhong Su's face and said nothing more.

The appearance of this man with his eyes closed was portrayed in the same mold as Concubine Qi from head to toe.

Physician He frowned Wanmai, checked Zhong Su's eyelids, and then knelt down in front of Long Yi.

"My Majesty, this person's sudden fainting is caused by Yang deficiency and internal cold, stimulated by cold water, and shortness of breath. As for the vomiting of blood, the woman should have taken a slow poison similar to 'Acacia'. It leads to the damage of the five internal organs, the deficiency of Qi and blood, and the syndrome of poisonous hair."

Long Yi listened to Doctor He's diagnosis, snorted coldly, and said, "What's the matter with Yang deficiency and internal cold?"

Imperial Physician He said submissively: "Yang deficiency and internal cold are the cause of women's menstrual pain."

"..."

The emperor looked at Zhong Su's lower body unnaturally, and then immediately looked away.

With a handsome face, he paced back and forth a few steps in front of Zhong Su's bed, and said coldly, "I'm in a hurry? I didn't get angry, but she got into a fight with me first."

After saying this, Long Yi looked at Concubine Qi's face, but couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.

"When will she wake up?"

"Back to the emperor, if you take it according to the prescription prescribed by the minister, you should wake up after three days."

After He Feng said this, he hesitated, but he was afraid that the emperor would blame him in the future, so he still said: "It's just that she is poisoned into the lungs, and I'm afraid that even though she seems to be fine now, if she doesn't get a good treatment and recuperation, she will always be sick. If it drags on like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to live for a long time."

Long Yi was taken aback, then looked at Zhong Su with a frown.

Ji Munian stood beside him silently, his expression indifferent, his eyes wandering between Long Yi and Zhong Su.

Then Long Yi waved his sleeves and said, "Forget it, let her take care of her for three days, and I will ask her again."

After he finished speaking, he strode away and returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, when he suddenly remembered something and looked at Ji Munian.

"That Han Xiuyi, how is it?"

"Back to the emperor, after the emperor left a cup of tea, Han Xiuyi returned to Mingyue Xuan."

"Oh." Long Yi nodded and said, "I haven't let her get up yet."

"..." Ji Munian thought for a while and said, "Han Xiuyi's father is General Southwest Zhenwu after all."

"I know." Long Yi said with a light smile, "Let her kneel down again until that woman wakes up."

"Yes." Ji Munian stopped arguing.

"De Chong of Feng Chuzhai can't stay anymore, he's assigned to Shangfang Division." Long Yi was still smiling, his smile was different from before, his eyes flickered and shone brightly.

"Yes." Seeing Long Yi's appearance, Ji Munian knew that he had plans, so he agreed.

"There's also Defu, don't turn over cards tonight, and drive to Linsheng Palace later." Long Yi straightened his clothes, looking refreshed and sassy.

"..." Ji Munian and Defu took orders and ordered people to do it.

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Three days sounds like a long time, but it's actually not that long.

When Long Yi came out of Linsheng Palace, he was covered in makeup and powder, which made his whole body sleepy.

After he finished the morning court, he told others: "Don't go to Fengchuzhai today, and move the folders of Fengchuzhai to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

"Hey." Telford responded.

Walking to the entrance of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Long Yi got out of the chariot, and before taking off the crown, he went directly into the side hall of the palace.

The two maids beside Zhong Su who were feeding the medicine immediately put down the medicine bowls and knelt down when they saw the emperor's face.

"My servant pays homage to the emperor," said the maid.

Long Yi walked up to Zhong Su's side, took a closer look at this person's condition, frowned and said, "She's still awake?"

"Go back to the emperor, and have been dizzy."

Long Yi nodded and said, "You all go down first."

The maid next to her retreated softly, only Long Yi and Zhong Su were left in the room.

Looking at the pale face of the woman in front of him, Long Yi suddenly sneered and said, "Stop pretending, I know you are awake."

Zhong Su didn't move.

Long Yi tried a word to no avail, so he simply sat on the head of Zhong Su's bed and looked at Zhong Su's body sunk in the bed.

With a pretty face, the slightly open neckline of the obscene shirt reveals a delicate collarbone.

The collarbone is nice.He has been staying with Concubine Xuan for the past few days. Concubine Xuan is plump and even her collarbone is covered by tender flesh. It is rare to see such a beautiful body like this woman.

Long Yi reached out and touched his collarbone.

The delicate collarbone seemed to shatter when pinched.

Very weak very weak.

Long Yi's eyes narrowed, and he reached into the woman's skirt with his hand.

As soon as he touched the man's cleavage, a hand wrapped around his wrist.

The hands are thin and not strong.

"stop."

A woman's voice came from the ear.

Long Yi followed the voice and saw a pair of firm and angry eyes.

Zhong Su tightly clasped Long Yi's wrist, frowning and staring at the man in front of him.

The twelfth in front of the man swayed, hiding behind his face, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curled into a curved arc.

He bent his fingers and brushed the opponent's skin vaguely.

Then he asked, "Stop?"

"..." Zhong Su's throat moved, but he didn't speak, but clasped his hands even tighter.

As if sensing the other party's uneasiness, Long Yi lowered his head and smiled at Zhong Su.

"Tell me to stop...but I won't."