After I died, the sickly prince turned black

The afternoon sun penetrated the window lattice and slanted into the room, like a layer of broken gold veil, gently falling on You Ziqing's undulating back, making the hickey on that back gorgeous and coquettish.

Zhao Zhen patiently rubbed You Ziqing's waist, making sure that he was asleep, then took the thin quilt beside him and covered You Ziqing lightly. Seeing that his temples were sweating a little, someone put ice on him pot.

Bending down and planting a kiss on You Ziqing's lips, she got up and walked out of the inner room, and continued to sit at the long table to review the memorial.

After thinking about it, I picked some casual ones and put them aside.

"This..." The little eunuch serving the pen and ink was a little confused.

"These are all played by the county magistrates in various places, and they are reserved for Ziqing, and they will be approved after he wakes up."

After such a quarrel, Zhao Zhen also figured it out, instead of insisting on entanglement in being ugly and making the conflict bigger and bigger, it is better to take action to resolve the grudge in You Ziqing's heart.

Don't you want to avoid suspicion?

Then don't let him avoid it.

So, when You Ziqing woke up and saw the stack of memorials stacked high, he was a little dazed.

"It's not tiring to work together as a husband and wife. I still have a lot of them. Those are all yours. Let's go back after finishing them." Zhao Zhen said without raising his head while reviewing.

You Ziqing didn't move: "This...is not appropriate."

"What's inappropriate, there are no outsiders here." Zhao Zhen said disapprovingly: "Or are you so cruel, wanting to exhaust your man to death?"

"You can still talk nonsense, and you won't be exhausted after watching it for a while." You Ziqing turned around and walked to the side, picked up a historical record and sat down: "I support you spiritually. Your Highness, if you can work hard, just work hard." Bar."

Zhao Zhen put down the memorial and raised his head: "Come here."

You Ziqing frowned, got up, walked to Zhao Zhen and sat down.

But it doesn't matter where you sit, if you say you don't help, you won't help.

Zhao Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, pinched You Ziqing's face to make him turn his head.

"You are so stubborn." Zhao Zhen joked: "Are you still thinking about your ten or eight beautiful girls, thinking that I'm exhausted so he can marry me?"

"Yes." You Ziqing opened the Shiji and looked down: "Didn't you tell me to do whatever I want, just mine?"

Zhao Zhen: "..."

"I want to exhaust you to death right now, you can bear it by yourself." You Ziqing said indifferently.

"Hey!" Zhao Zhen pulled back the pile of meat that was originally reserved for You Ziqing in front of him: "This man is really unreliable. On this bed, my sweetheart is so enthusiastic. I wish I could suck you dry. Get out of bed immediately!" Turn your face and deny anyone, and be as cold as ice."

You Ziqing squinted at Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen didn't look at him either, and sighed to himself: "I'll have to ask Imperial Physician Wu to prescribe some good prescriptions for nourishing the kidney. Without a good kidney, I can't coax him well..."

"Zhao Zhen." You Ziqing smiled and said, "Want to fight?"

Zhao Zhen stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms: "Is your back sore? Are your legs soft? Will it hurt when you kick your legs? If you want to beat yourself up to vent your anger, you should take care of yourself. .”

You Ziqing: "..."

"I'm actually quite puzzled about one thing." Zhao Zhen put down his hair: "The conflict between husband and wife is not caused by fighting at the head of the bed. How many times do you think the two of us have slept together at the end of the bed? Why can't we get over it?"

"No, the union you mentioned is the one I know?" You Ziqing was speechless.

"I'm talking about the kind of cooperation we had in the inner room just now." Zhao Zhen squeezed You Ziqing's waist suggestively: "I think I worked hard, but it didn't seem to be of any use. I didn't mean it to me. To avoid things in time is to be cold-hearted."

You Ziqing closed his eyes, dropped Shi Ji, wrapped his arms around Zhao Zhen's neck, and snuggled into his arms.

"Brother Zhen." You Ziqing kissed him on the corner of the mouth: "It's okay, please don't read it anymore? I beg you if you can turn the chapter over!"

"Then you share some with me." Zhao Zhen took the opportunity to say.

You Ziqing looked deeply at Zhao Zhen, and sighed in compromise for a long while: "Okay."

The two of them were busy until dark before leaving the palace, but they were stopped by Eunuch Feng who was chasing after not far from the government hall.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is dying!" Eunuch Feng cried.

The two were taken aback when they heard the words, and after a moment of bewilderment, they realized the meaning of the words.

Zhao Zhen's face was in a trance for a moment, but then he became calm and indifferent.

"Notify the palaces, and the princes who are outside the palace must also be notified." Zhao Zhen quickly arranged: "There are also university scholars and cabinet ministers, let them enter the palace immediately, and the Imperial Forest Army is on standby to deal with emergencies at any time !"

Eunuch Feng wiped his face: "Yes, slave, slave, let's go!"

When Eunuch Feng left, Zhao Zhen looked at You Ziqing with a wry smile and said, "It seems that I can't leave the palace."

Not only can't I get out now, but if there is no accident, I may have to live in this palace in the future.

However, Zhao Zhen didn't feel happy, only felt depressed and bored.

"It's okay." You Ziqing held Zhao Zhen's hand tightly: "If you can't get out, you won't go out. I'll stay with you."

Zhao Zhen shook You Ziqing's hand: "Let's go."

You Ziqing glanced at Zhao Zhen worriedly, then followed his footsteps.

Zhao Zhen walked steadily and looked indifferent, as if the life and death of the emperor had nothing to do with him, but only You Ziqing knew how hard Zhao Zhen held his hand and how much it shook.

"Brother Zhen..."

"Ziqing." Zhao Zhen's voice was very deep, as if he was trying to squeeze it out of his throat: "I actually hate him very much, but he is going to die, but it seems like a piece of my heart has been gouged out suddenly."

"Brother Zhen, I know you're not feeling well." You Ziqing frowned distressedly: "But now, it's not the time to vent your emotions, there will be many things coming one after another, and you need to deal with them."

"I'm fine." Zhao Zhen strode like a meteor: "Let's go."

The two quickly arrived at the emperor's bedroom.

At this time, the Chengqian Palace was brightly lit, and almost all the imperial physicians from the imperial hospital gathered here, but all the imperial physicians who had seen it shook their heads, and then knelt down on the ground.

That's why Imperial Physician Wu dared to speak to Zhao Zhen: "His Royal Highness King Ning..."

"Isn't it fine during the day?"

Zhao Zhen went to the bed and sat down, looking at the slightly red eyes of the emperor who closed his eyes and blowing air, took the handkerchief from the palace man and wiped the phlegm from the corners of the emperor's mouth with his own hands.

"Returning to Your Highness, the illness occurred half an hour ago." Wu Taiyi said: "The ministers tried their best to treat it, but the emperor's tendons were blocked, acupuncture and moxibustion were useless, and the medicine did not enter. Nothing can be done."

Zhao Zhen didn't speak, but waved his hand, motioning for Physician Wu to step back.

Soon, Zhao Yan and the princes and princesses arrived.

Outside the palace, the concubines and palace people were crying.

It's ridiculous to say that according to the regulations, the queen and the fourth concubine can enter the palace, but looking at the concubines, the queen died early, and the death row of the four concubines was not there.

"Bachelor, the cabinet ministers are here!"