Shaodi Chunxin

Baili withdrew his hand and knelt in front of the dragon couch with a dignified expression. After a while, he raised his eyes to look at the young emperor lying on the couch.The young emperor was clutching his chest tightly, his face turned pale.He gritted his teeth and creaked, as if he was in great pain, but he insisted on not saying a word.

The hall was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop on the ground.

Debao urged in a low voice anxiously: "Genius doctor, don't make Your Majesty wait..."

His face was pale, and he looked a little panicked. Before he finished speaking, he heard the young emperor say: "You go out first, and everyone else will also leave."

"Yes." Debao said in a trembling voice, and walked out of the hall tremblingly.

Fang Jing was looking at the sky with his arms folded in the corridor. Seeing Debao coming out with a terrified expression, Fang Jing looked down upon him a little, and said, "Why such a look. The emperor is not dead yet."

Debao was surprised again: "Fang Shaojian is careful!"

Fang Jing snorted indifferently.

"Are you afraid of death?" Fang Jing asked him.

"I'm not afraid of death!" Debao was a little vain, but he still replied firmly, "I know this is going to kill the Jiuzu. I don't have Jiuzu, I'm the only one. I'm not afraid of Ling Chi, and I'm not afraid of skinning .As long as the old ancestor can live, my Debao's fate is nothing."

"I see that you are shaking like a sieve, sweating profusely, you are a coward who can't stand big things."

Debao refused to accept it, and stammered: "This, this thing that goes against the sky, still takes the life of the emperor. I, I... How can I not panic! I haven't even run over an ant to death Woolen cloth."

The cold aura around Fang Jing finally faded a little after listening to Debao's beating words.

He folded his arms and continued to look at the sky.

"My life was given by my ancestor. He is my own ancestor. Don't say that His Majesty exchanged his life for his life. Even the lives of the ancestors of the Zhao family are not as precious as the gold of the ancestors in Fang Jing's eyes. "

Debao looked at him blankly, so Fang Jing smiled, pointed to the sky, and said, "The world around the four corners of the Forbidden City is too narrow, and I can only allow the old ancestor to be alone in my heart."

They stood some distance from the apse.

But there are still some vague words that the young emperor can hear.

Bailishi gave him an injection to relieve the pain, and heard a few words, and said with a smile: "How can such a person with a different heart exist beside the couch?"

Shaodi endured the pain and closed his eyes without speaking. After a hundred miles of needlework, he broke out in a thin layer of sweat, and the feeling of palpitations eased.

When Bailishi closed the needle, he said hoarsely: "There must be some loyal people around him."

The Young Emperor's voice was tired, it was at the end of his battle, but he changed the subject: "I'm asking you, you said that the first seven moves of the Great Wilderness Jade Sutra are mainly for harmonizing yin and yang, and have no major impact on the body. Why have I had palpitations twice?"

Baili Shi sighed: "Practicing the Great Desolation Jade Sutra is the art of harvesting yang to make up for losses. Your Majesty 'Yang' also knows it, not only yang yuan, but also yang longevity."

His words were like a weight, but the young emperor was extremely calm: "I know."

"Fu Zhangyin's body is riddled with holes, and the end is approaching. He also has the intention of dying. Now His Majesty must go against the sky, use his own life to turn the tide, and let Fu Yuanqing live for a long time, so there will be backlash. It's just... ...It has been like this since the fifth form...the future may be extremely dangerous."

"How dangerous is it?"

Bailishi poured a bowl of tea into the empty cup next to him, and when he poured half of it, he said, "Fortunately, the two of you can share Your Majesty's Tianshou."

Then he poured the remaining half of the cup into it, "If it's bad, Fu Yuanqing will live, and His Majesty will die."

The young emperor was calm: "So that's it, it's not too bad."

"I have always wanted to ask His Majesty a question," Baili said.

The young emperor looked at him: "Speak."

"Your Majesty and our ancestors are the closest people in the world. We could have talked about everything, everything." Baili Shi said, "But why do you have to be so secretive? You explain it to him, Dahuangyu During the practice, if the heaven and man can be united, and the two of them are united, they will be able to share life span, and it is not uncommon even to achieve Taoism and immortality. Why do you have to pretend to be someone else to do this kind of Zhouxuan with Fu Yuanqing?"

The young emperor was silent for a while, and said: "You don't understand Fu Yuanqing. If you say it clearly, he will definitely not agree. He only pretends to be the first emperor and only the people in his heart. How could he allow the emperor of the Daduan Dynasty to practice double cultivation with a palace man? How dare he risk such a thing?" It is a big risk to do this. It is not a pity for him, Fu Yuanqing, to be smashed to pieces, but this country and society must not be ruined."

Bailishi nodded: "With His Majesty's [-]th honor, it is indeed extremely risky to do this. In fact, you can also state your strength to the palm print, and then let other people and Fu palm print double cultivation?"

The young emperor was silent for a longer time this time: "I don't want to."

Baili raised his eyebrows slightly: "Your Majesty... Could it be that you..."

The young emperor smiled miserably: "You have already seen it. I have been pleased with him for a long time."

"Speak directly to him over there, and practice double cultivation with him."

"I called him to be my father!" the young emperor said, "How can such a respectful person be willing to double cultivate with a son he raised with his own hands? What's more, he likes Zhao Jin!"

The last two words, Shaodi squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I have been planning for this matter for many years. First, I didn't call him father, he didn't understand. Then I gradually alienated him, and he accepted his fate. For more than a year, with your help, I have gradually modified my face and disguised it. Now This false face is already the same as that of the late emperor. Only in this way can we, as Chen Jing,... go to double cultivation with him."

"But I know that my own appearance is the same as Zhao Jin's. Sometimes, I really hate this face. How many times Fu Yuanqing looks at me, all he sees is Zhao Jin... Fortunately, I am the same as my father , That's why Fu Yuanqing chose me, and when he saw me, he fell in love."

""Although he treats me as a parent and son, he is wary of me in his heart.I punished Liu Jiu for him yesterday, targeting the Queen Mother.He said that I flattered and killed him... In his eyes, I was just the son of the first emperor, an emperor who must exist in the time of Haiyan, Heqing, and peace and prosperity.As for who am I?what do i thinkWhat do I want... He never thought about it carefully. The young emperor laughed again, "If he really cares about me and the child he has raised for 13 years, why can't he see it?"Why not suspect? !I'm really jealous of Chen Jing, I can get all his love and affection. "

Baili Shi's throat moved, and he choked back the words—maybe it's because you pretended too well?

"Your Majesty must understand. Such a lie may not be able to achieve the desired effect of double cultivation." Baili said, "At that time, His Majesty will die, and Fu Yuanqing will not be able to save him."

"That's what you mean..."

"You should choose the right time to tell him."

"I'll think about it again."

Bailishi wiped his sweat for him, and shook his head: "Why bother, Your Majesty, Fu Yuanqing should know about these things."

"...He doesn't need to know." The young emperor said again.