The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

"My lord, Physician Luo is here." Lian Er's eyes were reddened, and she hurriedly led Luo Yu into the inner hall.

"Xuan!" Mu Beimo hugged the person on the bed, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were dyed with a touch of red, and his whole body exuded an aura of keeping others away, like Shura from the underworld, only when he looked at the person in his arms There will be tenderness in the eyes.

The court ladies and eunuchs stood aside tremblingly waiting for orders, Luo Yu hurriedly knelt in front of the dragon bed, saluted and began to feel his pulse.The atmosphere was quiet for a while, Luo Yu listened to the pulse repeatedly in silence, Mu Beimo's red eyes were fixed on Luo Yu's hand on Ming Yang's wrist, the aura on his body became stronger and stronger, and the maids and eunuchs on both sides of the oppressive ground could only feel His feet were soft, and even Luo Yu, who was over half a century old and had experienced the world, was faintly sweating on his forehead.

"How?" Mu Beimo became more and more irritable, staring at Luo Yu carefully covering the quilt with red eyes, and asked in a deep voice, only when he opened his mouth did he realize that his voice was hoarse.

Luo Yu lowered her head, knelt on the ground and said, "My lord, the emperor has been pregnant for five months, but the fetal heart rate is not stable. I'm afraid it's because of the cold air during pregnancy."

"Yang'er is indeed suffering from the cold. Can Imperial Physician Luo have a way to stabilize the fetus?" Mu Beimo was silent for a moment.

"Return to the lord, this minister is now prescribing some anti-pregnancy medicine for the emperor to take, but the cold air in the emperor's body must be dispelled within a month at the latest, otherwise." Luo Yu hunched his back, showing embarrassment.

"Otherwise what?" Mu Beimo suppressed his anger secretly, frowning.

"Otherwise, the fetal heart rate will be unstable, and the emperor will not be able to give birth to the prince smoothly! This minister will not speak freely, and I beg the prince to spare his life!"

As expected, Luo Yu's shoulders trembled slightly, and two drops of sweat dripped on the floor. Mu Beimo saw it, and knew that he was irritable and the aura on his body was too scary, so he raised his hand to let him He goes back first.

Yuan Yi on the side observed his words and said, "The two of you followed Imperial Physician Luo and took the prescription to the dining room to prepare medicine for the emperor. Everyone else should return it."

"My lord, the servant is going to wait outside the palace."

"Go down."

Yuan Yi sighed lightly, knowing that the prince is in a bad mood now, and when all the maids retreated, they quietly retreated outside the palace to wait for orders.

Looking at the weak Mingyang in his arms, Mu Beimo's heart throbbed. He stretched out his hand to hold the white and soft hand, and he felt that the hand in his hand would break if he pinched it lightly. A person is like a tender flower that has just bloomed. After some wind and rain, it will falter and wilt. It is so fragile that it scares him.If he had hidden his love in his heart from the beginning, he wouldn't have let his Yang'er suffer these tears.

As soon as Zhancheng heard the wind, he hurried back, but as soon as he entered the inner hall, he saw Mu Beimo carefully feeding Mingyang and drinking medicine, his movements were gentle, but his face was cold and alienated, knowing that he couldn't be disturbed, he quietly retreated I just told Yuan Yi to take good care of Ming Yang.

"Cough, cough, cough!" It was already night when Ming Yang woke up, and Mu Beimo was not seen in the hall, but Yuan Yi hurried in with the maids when he heard the sound.

"The emperor wants to take another break?"

Ming Yang raised his hands to put on his clothes, shook his head and asked, "What time is it?"

"Go back to the emperor, it's already You hour." Yuan Yi helped Ming Yang get off the bed, took the shoes and said.

"It's already so late? Why hasn't the prince come back yet?" Ming Yang put on his clothes and walked towards the outer hall. He put one hand on his lower back and touched his stomach with the other. He looked around but found no sign of Mu Beimo. I can't help but feel a little puzzled.

"Just now, Prime Minister Nie brought a group of ministers to seek an audience. He said that he has something to ask to see the emperor. The prince is now in Xinuang Pavilion with all the ministers."

"Really, I didn't expect these people to be very fast." Ming Yang curled his lips, sat at the desk and picked up a memorial that he hadn't read yet. He didn't expect Nie Shenhai to be so restless. It was much easier for Mu Beimo.

"I don't know what Prime Minister Nie has to ask to see the emperor. The emperor is resting now, and all the ministers told me the same." Mu Beimo sat in a high position, his sharp phoenix eyes scanned the minister in front of him, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, smiling With some sarcasm.

"My lord, I remember that you are not the regent now. I think it's not too late for us to discuss matters after the emperor has rested." Nie Shenhai naturally heard the frivolity in Mu Beimo's tone, gritted his teeth secretly, and raised his head But with a smile on his face, every word he said was aimed at Mu Beimo who was in the main seat.

"That's right, it's better for the prince not to intervene now, after all, the emperor is the one in power at the moment." Taiwei Qin Xiuming followed suit, and followed suit.

"Heh." Mu Beimo chuckled, picked up the tea on the table with his knuckle-boned hand, and took a sip slowly. "In this case, you can drink tea and wait."

"My lord is really idle. The king of the Western Regions has marched into the fortress for many days, and he still has leisure here to drink tea with us?" Nie Shenhai couldn't figure out what Mu Beimo meant by this, and glanced at the table. Nie Shenhai was a little moved by the fragrance of the fine tea leaves in the cup, but when he thought that he would be a high-ranking person in the near future, he would not be able to drink any kind of tea by then, so he immediately sneered. .

"Hehe, Prime Minister Nie cares so much about the frontier fortress, but he is so worried that he doesn't think about eating and drinking?" The Adam's apple under the gray beard rolled up and down, and Nie Shenhai's movement of swallowing saliva while looking at the teacup fell into his eyes, and Mu Beimo curled the corner of his mouth , didn't take it seriously, and then scanned the crowd with sharp eyes, knowing that among the dozen or so people, only Taiwei Qin Xiuming and Nie Shenhai came to pick things up, it's a pity that the others still can't see through it now The minds of the two are really pedantic, and they should be dismissed after solving these two scourges in the future.

"Naturally, I don't think about eating and drinking. The old minister can't just watch the land being invaded by the king of the Western Regions, and the court is indifferent." Nie Shenhai consciously ignored the teasing in Mu Beimo's tone, and said.

Ming Yang raised his legs and walked up the steps of the Nuan Pavilion. As soon as he reached the door, he heard Nie Weiping's extremely arrogant words, and signaled the eunuch beside him not to report, but just stood quietly outside the Nuan Pavilion and watched.On the main seat, the prince with a straight waist sipped the tea in his hand, and looked at the people in the audience with slightly narrowed eyes. Under the dim candlelight, his sharp-edged face was even more charming.

Sensing that Mu Beimo saw him, Ming Yang pursed his lips and rolled his eyes, raising his hand to signal Mu Beimo not to speak.Mu Beimo quietly looked at Ming Yang standing outside the door. His slender figure was wrapped in a yellow robe, his slightly protruding belly was just covered by the loose outer robe, his long jet black hair was paired with a jade crown, and his smile was even more impressive. People are itchy, and the originally white and tender skin looks smoother under the candlelight.Chunxin sprouted, but thinking of facing these ministers pretending to be ostriches, he could only take a sip of tea helplessly.

No one in the Nuan Pavilion spoke for a while. Qin Xiuming was supposed to help Nie Shenhai, but he didn't expect Nie Shenhai to say such outrageous words, so he pretended to be an ostrich and stopped talking.

"The country's land has been invaded? Is the prime minister distrusting my policy of governing the country?" A clear voice came from the door, and everyone was shocked. They didn't know when Ming Yang came up, and they hurriedly stood up and saluted .

"The ministers are waiting to see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

Nie Shenhai sweated, wondering how much Mingyang heard what he said just now. Although Mu Beimo is cruel, but now he has no real power to deal with himself, but Mingyang is different. After all, he is the emperor. If he offends him, Then the connections he had accumulated in the imperial court over the years would be destroyed.

"Everyone is flat." Ming Yang paid attention to Nie Shenhai's expression, curled his lips, and then passed through the ministers and walked straight to the main seat.

Turning around and sitting down on the main seat, Mu Beimo sat on the regent's chair with a smile on his side. Ming Yang looked over and felt a slight throbbing in his heart.

"What were the lovers discussing just now? You are still in such a good mood at this late hour, Prime Minister?" Ming Yang looked at Nie Shenhai calmly.

"Back to the emperor, the ministers do have something important to report, but it's getting late these days, and the ministers are afraid of disturbing the emperor's rest, so let's discuss it tomorrow." Nie Shenhai bowed and said, feeling a little guilty.

"It's okay, I'm full of energy now, let's talk now." Ming Yang didn't care.

"Returning to the emperor, the ministers think that the border gates of the Western Regions may not be able to withstand the troops of the King of the Western Regions. Perhaps it is better to arrange more troops to support to have a better chance of winning."

"Oh? I thought the Prime Minister had something important to do? Since the Prime Minister brought up this matter, then I have the same intention, so let the Taiwei handle it." Ming Yang nodded thoughtfully and agreed. .

"I'm leading the order, but what do you think, the emperor, who should be the vanguard general to support the expedition?" Qin Xiuming responded.

"My minister thinks that King Yan is a good candidate. In the past two years, everyone has seen King Yan's talent. He made a lot of contributions in the last battle in southern Xinjiang." Nie Shenhai rolled his eyes, and before waiting When Ming Yang spoke, he took the first step.

"Haoxuan? He's a good candidate, so let's make a decision." Ming Yang glanced at Mu Beimo knowingly, and followed Nie Shenhai's wishes.