BT Western Han Dynasty Picking Chrysanthemums

Method, more than half an hour has passed.Liu Che and Wei Qing were under the lamp, head to head carefully reading what Mrs. Wei wrote. After reading for a while, Liu Che raised his head and said to Mrs. Wei, "My son, have you ever practiced alchemy?"

"Ah?" Mrs. Wei didn't understand, "Alchemy, what kind of alchemy?"

Wei Qing said: "My son, your prescription is like a magician's alchemy prescription."

"Father, mine is different from the magician's," Mrs. Wei hurriedly said, "Don't believe those things, they are all lies!"

Wei Qing smiled, he didn't really believe this.

Liu Che disagreed, and said, "Your husband and wife, if you don't understand the matter of gods and ghosts, don't talk nonsense."

"God and ghost?" Mrs. Wei said, "I know that the man is dead, and 18 years later he will be a good man again. The other ministers don't believe it. If there are ghosts in the world, let him come out and show me."

"You child," Liu Che wanted to turn his back on him again, why does Mrs. Wei always mess with him?

"My son," Wei Qing told Wei and his wife to shut up at this time, Liu Che believed in ghosts, he knew it, "you must not talk nonsense."

"Your Majesty, you are the Son of Dragon, and you are protected by dragon energy. No ghosts or monsters can hurt you." Both Jiang Chong and Su Wen died. But Mrs. Wei now thinks about the curse of witchcraft again. If Liu Yezhu is a materialist, he can't believe that sticking a few needles into a bronze man can kill him. At this time, tell Liu Yezhu It's too late for materialism, Mrs. Wei can only convince this wild boar that he is a person who is "invulnerable to all poisons";

After Liu Che heard what Mrs. Wei said, he said, "I am the Son of Heaven, so I am a real dragon."

Nonsence!Mrs. Wei wanted to vomit, this man really felt too good about himself, dragons never evolved in nature!

"By the way, what's wrong with your hand?" Liu Che asked when he saw Mrs. Wei's injured hand.

Mrs. Wei looked down at his hands, it was really not easy, this man finally realized that he was wounded.

"Accidentally got stabbed by a flower thorn," Wei Qing replied on behalf of Mrs. Wei.

Liu Che said: "Such a big man, how can he still be stabbed by Huali?"

"Yeah, he won't grow up," Wei Qing said and patted Mrs. Wei on the head.

Mrs. Wei really couldn't sit still. No matter how the atmosphere looked like a family of three, "Your Majesty, father, this is Fang Zi. Why don't you leave first?"

"There's no rush to leave," Wei Qing said.

Liu Che was overjoyed, this was the first time Wei Qing said in his hall that he was not in a hurry to leave.

"Is there anything else?" Wei Wei looked at his father and said, "Oh, father, do you want to go with me?"

Wei Qing turned to Liu Che and said, "Your Majesty, my husband and son are always having nosebleeds now, and I would like to invite the imperial physician to show him."

Dare to feel that his father hasn't forgotten about it, Mrs. Wei hurriedly said: "Not always, father, I just passed out once today. I have nothing to do now."

"Then let the imperial physician come and show him, so you can rest assured," Liu Che said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Wei Qing thanked him.

Seeing these two people asking and answering, just ignoring themselves, Mrs. Wei was very depressed. Looking at Liu Che in depression, Mrs. Wei was jealous. Why is this wild boar so lucky?

The imperial physician was summoned after a while, and took the pulse of Mrs. Wei seriously.Now Mrs. Wei's mood is not agitated, and the imperial physician can't diagnose that he is dissatisfied with desire. Finally, the imperial physician also said that Mrs. Wei has become angry recently.

Mrs. Wei looked at Wei Qing, "Father, do you believe me this time?"

"Then does he matter?" Wei Qing asked the imperial physician, ignoring Mrs. Wei.

The imperial doctor said: "As long as Lord Hou uses more bland things, the general doesn't have to worry too much."

"Relaxed?" Wei Wei asked, putting his face in front of Wei Qing.

Wei Qing glared at Mrs. Wei, "Sit down, it doesn't look like it!"

Mrs. Wei sat back at the same place, and it was troublesome in front of Liu Yezhu. "Father, let's go home," Mrs. Wei pulled Wei Qing back home.

How could Liu Che let Wei Qing go at this time, he hurriedly said to Mrs. Wei: "You go back to the house first, I still have something to talk to your father."

It's in heat again, and Mrs. Wei despises Liu Che in her heart. A little wife just died during the day. Now this ghost can still be in heat! "Then can I let the minister listen to it?" Mrs. Wei asked Liu Che with a smile. ;

BT Western Han Dynasty Picking Chrysanthemums Volume 235 [-] If not, you take me away?

Mrs. Wei wanted to attend, but Liu Che kicked him out of Jianzhang Palace.

"Go and see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Just when Mrs. Wei wanted to hug Liu Che's thigh and refused to leave, his father Wei Qing also said, asking him to see Liu's fake sister, which meant to drive Mrs. Wei away .

Mrs. Wei stood outside Jianzhang Palace, rubbed his nose, and finally cursed: "Fuck!"

The little eunuch who came to guide Mrs. Wei said, "Master Hou, the servant's mother has passed away long ago."

Mrs. Wei looked at this, and under the sincere eyes of this handsome young man, Mrs. Wei said: "Oh, my mother passed away a long time ago."

The little eunuch didn't dare to accept Mrs. Wei's words again. Can his mother compare with Yichun Hou Ye's mother?

Mrs. and Mrs. Wei touched the young eunuch's face, and said, "It seems that we two are in the same illness."

The little eunuch was so frightened that he knelt down to Mrs. Wei with a plop.

"Get up," Wei Wei withdrew his hand awkwardly, he almost forgot that the people in Jianzhang Palace belonged to Liu Yezhu, and he couldn't touch any of them, "I'm going to Bowangyuan, you Lead the way," Wei Wei resumed his serious appearance.

The little eunuch then got up from the ground and walked in front of Mrs. Wei to lead the way.

Liu Ju heard that Mrs. Wei was coming in Bowang Garden, so he hurried out to meet Mrs. Wei.

"What do you think you came out for?" Mrs. Wei felt a headache when he saw Liu Ju like this, "In the palace, you are the prince and I am a minister, so you have to let people find out my fault, don't you?"

Liu Ju grabbed Wei's hand, "This is my place, who dares to talk nonsense?"

Mrs. Wei looked around, "Half of your father's people here, half of your mother's people here, I want to see which one is your own;

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Liu Ju dragged Mrs. Wei into the hall, "You're right, I know I'm useless."

Mrs. Wei stopped in Liu Ju's palace room and said, "You said that yourself, but I didn't say anything."

"Retire," said Liu Juming, the eunuch Gong Ren in the room.

After he and Liu Ju were the only ones left in the palace room, Mrs. Wei sat down on the couch and said, "You look like a prince now, Your Highness, I'm here so late, did I disturb you?"

Liu said: "What can you bother me?"

Mrs. Wei pointed out the window, "It's getting late, won't Your Highness spend the night with your woman?"

Liu Ju sat beside Mrs. Wei, "Are you jealous of them?"

Mrs. Wei was overjoyed, "Why am I jealous? That's the person your famous matchmaker is marrying. Who am I?"

"You bastard!" Liu Ju scolded.

Mrs. Wei leaned back on the couch and said, "Where am I a jerk?"

"You are going to attack the Huns," Liu said.

Mrs. Wei smiled and said, "I was originally a soldier. If I don't fight, I will stay with you in Chang'an every day?"

"Don't you know the danger on the battlefield?"

"That's right, there's no one who won't die in a war, but can't you think of me and make contributions?" Mrs. Wei asked Liu Ju, "You just think that I will die?"

"I know you have great martial arts skills," Liu Ju said with his head down.

"That's enough, why are you worried about me?"

"You'll be here for a few years," Liu said, "I'm going to stay here in Chang'an alone for a few years."

"You make it sound like I've always been with you," Mrs. Wei frowned, "I wasn't in Chang'an before?"

"It was different before," Liu said. "We were not like that before."

"What kind of thing?" Mrs. Wei patted Liu Ju's hand, "You can be your prince well, so that..." Mrs. Wei wanted to say that the person who killed you had already been killed by me in advance, and the words came to the point of his mouth However, Mrs. Wei swallowed it back.

Liu Ju hugged Mrs. Wei, and hung his whole body on Mrs. Wei's body, "I don't want you to go."

"Man, you are a man!" Mrs. Wei wanted to push Liu Shi away, but she couldn't bear it, so she said to Liu Ju, "Can you stop being so sentimental and sentimental like a girl? Can your father tolerate you?"

"Father, did you complain about me in front of you?" Liu Ju asked, burying his head on Mrs. Wei's shoulder.

Is this still a complaint from Liu Che?Mrs. Wei could guess, "Are you whispering in your father's ear again that you don't want to fight?"

"Yes," Liu Shi did not hide from Mrs. Wei.

"I don't understand," Mrs. Wei said, "You hate fighting so much, so why did you pester me, a good fighter?"

"You're different," Liu said;

"I'm not manly enough?" Mrs. Wei couldn't understand Liu Ju's feelings for him.

Liu Ju's lips were printed on Mrs. Wei's lips, and he couldn't explain it, but he knew that he liked this person for a long time.

"This is the palace," Mrs. Wei pushed Liu Ju, "You want the two of us to die together?"

"No one dares to come in," Liu Ju sat on Mrs. Wei's body and could not get off.

"Nonsense," Wei Wei said, "Where are your shadow guards? Are they not here?"

"There is none in this palace," Liu said, "There is always one place in this palace that is my own. What's wrong with your hand?" Liu Ju touched Mrs. Wei's injured hand, "Why did it hurt again?"

"This is a small injury," Wei Wei said indifferently, "it was pierced by a flower thorn."

"Then can you not leave the expedition?" Liu Ju asked immediately.

"What are you thinking?" Wei Wei pushed Liu Shi away and wanted to get up: "It will be fine in two days."

"Don't leave today," Liu Ju pulled Wei Wei's hand and said, "It doesn't matter if you stay with me."

Mrs. Wei saw the tears in Liu Ju's eyes again, "