The Emperor of Sick Beauty is deeply trapped in the field of Shura

The candle was flickering, and the person on the bed had his eyes closed, lying motionless on his stomach, like a well-behaved doll.

The earth dragon in the bedroom was burning very hot, afraid that Jiang Zhao would be cold with half of his body exposed, Jiang Fengjing wiped the sweat from his forehead, sighed, and took off his coat.

Even with his coat off, he felt hot.

He studied the prescription several times, and when he thought it was all right, he called Yao Xi in.

"Take the prescription and go to the Imperial Hospital to grab the medicine. After the medicine comes back, I will fry it myself."

Yao Xi agreed and didn't dare to hand it over to others, so he went to the Imperial Hospital himself.

Only then did Jiang Fengjing walk to the bedside, ready to take the silver needle for Jiang Zhao.

The candlelight was dim, but the back of the person lying on the bed was exposed, but no matter how you looked at it, it seemed white and bright.

As Jiang Fengjing approached step by step, the whiteness became more and more dazzling.

Jiang Zhao couldn't see his face lying on the bed, his hair was tied up by soft satin and placed on his shoulders, his back was unobstructed, and there was a silver needle inserted by himself on it. At that time, the situation was urgent, but now he only felt that the silver needle was It seems to be hot.

Jiang Fengjing sat on the edge of the bed, staring at his back, as if he didn't know where to start.

After a long while, he clicked his tongue softly, as if he was laughing at himself. Thanks to his self-proclaimed medical skills, he was dazzled by the beauty and beauty, but it was not that he had never seen it before, and he had never given an injection, and he had never felt so anxious. .

Strange indeed.

After mocking like this, with a calm mind, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the needle.

As if feeling something, Jiang Zhao snorted softly and turned his head sideways.

Under the reflection of the fire, the stunning face seemed to be covered with a hazy halo, like a sleeping fairy figure in the painting.

He frowned slightly, as if he felt a little uncomfortable, and people wanted to help him calm down.Jiang Fengjing's hand was stretched halfway to recover, and it barely stopped in mid-air.

But he didn't want Jiang Zhao to move, as if he was about to turn over, Jiang Fengjing didn't think much, and pressed his waist all at once.

The fiery palm touched the cool waist, but they wanted to take it away as if they were scalded, and both of them flinched.Jiang Fengjing pressed his lips tightly, so he didn't let go of his hand.

Jiang Zhao slowly opened his eyes, and felt a heat source on his waist, and then felt that he was naked, body/body, and there were dense pains on his body.

"Don't move." Jiang Fengjing said, "The emperor is like a hedgehog now, don't move if you don't want to be stabbed by yourself."

Jiang Zhao froze for a moment, with a smile in his eyes.

Is Doctor Jiang joking with him?

"Thank you, Imperial Physician Jiang, I'm sorry to trouble you again." Jiang Zhao laid down on his stomach, put his head forward, and rested his chin on the pillow, "If I didn't have Imperial Physician Jiang, my life would have been lost."

Jiang Fengjing curled up his fingers, and slowly moved away, "I know why the emperor is not doing well, and he will come here every three days. Could it be that he is testing his medical skills and trusts his medical skills so much?"

Jiang Zhao felt that Jiang Fengjing's attitude today was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was so strange, he just felt that it was not as harsh as before, and even a little gentle.

Could it be because he was tied up like a hedgehog at the moment, looking pitiful?

It's really a doctor's benevolence.

"Prince Jiang is a benevolent doctor. I rely entirely on Doctor Jiang. I am grateful to Doctor Jiang. Of course, Doctor Jiang's medical skills are superb, and everyone can see it."

Jiang Zhao said this very smoothly now, he noticed that the hands on his back paused, but what he said was the truth, even with modern medicine, it is very difficult to treat this unknown disease, but Jiang Zhao Feng Jing abruptly dragged Yuan Chen's life until now.

That's right, the illnesses of the original body and Jiang's family are not known, they are unknown illnesses, and only rely on Jiang Fengjing's medical skills to hang their lives.

That's why the late emperor asked the Jiang family to stay in the palace to treat illnesses for the royal family.

As an emperor, these words are really too humble.

In the past, Yuanshen might have said it with gritted teeth and full of resentment, but for Jiang Zhao, no one would extend his life unconditionally. Doctor Jiang could do his best to treat him, and it was worth his thanks.

The movements of Jiang Fengjing's hands continued, and when he touched the bare back, he realized how thin and frail the emperor Jiang Zhao was.

Previously, he just held his wrist to feel his pulse and didn't pay attention to it. Now he was pulling out the needle, and his eyes moved to his arm on the side of the pillow. The arm was white and thin, and the wrist was even more slender.

too skinny.

Jiang Fengjing frowned, he should eat more.

Feeling that the silver needle on his body was pulled out, Jiang Zhao wanted to move, but was stopped by Jiang Fengjing, "Don't rush to move, Your Majesty, there is still on the head."

Jiang Zhao stopped, rolled his eyes and looked up, "It really looks like a hedgehog."

It was rare for the two of them to have such a relaxed conversation, and Jiang Fengjing didn't turn back, but laughed softly instead.

"The emperor is kind-hearted now."

Jiang Zhao didn't know why at the moment, he was in a relaxed mood, and said with a smile: "Doctor Jiang wants to say that I am not afraid of life and death? Life and death are life and death, and you can't force it. Just live every day well. With my body, I can't say anything." The time is gone."

Perhaps just now, he felt that he might never wake up again.

Now that I can wake up and open my eyes, everything seems to be different again.

Jiang Zhao's tone was so relaxed, but Jiang Fengjing's eyes were only on the white back of Yuze. His gaze went from his slender neck to the thin butterfly bone, along the back and into the waist of his trousers.

He closed his eyes and took out the last silver needle from the top of his head. Jiang Zhao seemed to feel some pain and trembled.

"Does it hurt you?" Jiang Fengjing's heart softened, and he asked in a warm voice.

He had never spoken to Jiang Zhao in such a tone, and he coughed lightly after speaking.

Jiang Zhao shook his head, "It's fine."

The beauty is lying on her stomach, with well-proportioned flesh and bones, although she is thin, she does not lose her beauty in the slightest.

The white jade-like skin glowed in the candlelight.

Jiang Fengjing stopped looking, "Your Majesty, please put on your clothes, is there any discomfort now?"

Jiang Zhao sat up on his stomach, put on his underwear, his black hair fell down to his waist.

"No, everything is fine."

The feeling of suffocation just now and the scorching heat all over the body dissipated one by one. I have to say that although Jiang Fengjing has a harsh tongue, his medical skills are excellent, especially the acupuncture.

Jiang Fengjing withdrew the needle and instructed: "The emperor must not be so careless anymore, write down what you can't eat, and ask carefully before eating."

Jiang Zhao nodded obediently, but he didn't dare anymore.

Jiang Fengjing looked at him for a while, called Yao Xi and Yao Shun in, and gave him instructions again.

The two were so frightened by the emperor, three souls went to two souls, they were almost scared to death, they dared to be careless, they all wrote down one by one.

After the two listened to Jiang Fengjing's instructions, they saw the emperor sitting on the bed looking at them with a smile, and hurried to him.

The two asked in one voice: "Is there any discomfort, Your Majesty? Do you want some water? Do you need anything to eat?"

The emperor didn't use many things, and now he has been tossing around until midnight, so he must be hungry.

Sure enough, Jiang Zhao nodded, "I'm hungry, I want something sweet."

Yao Xi responded, and hurriedly ordered the small kitchen to make supper, and even made some for the other three adults.

Yao Shun said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Regent and the Chief Assistant are all on guard. They didn't go out of the palace, and there was a quarrel just now. Does the Emperor want to see you?"

Jiang Zhao shook his head, "Forget it, it's so late, the two of you will have to go to court tomorrow, don't disturb them."

Xiao Congwang was walking back and forth in the hall, stopping from time to time to listen attentively to the movements in the bedroom.

He tried to calm himself down and sit for a while, but he stood up again within a quarter of an hour. He had never been so anxious.

Half an hour later, he called Bai Feng to the side hall of the Imperial Study to bring him the booklet.

Bai Feng was called to get the booklet, with a helpless face on his face: "My lord, can't you call a little eunuch to get the booklet? You wake me up when I'm sleeping, it's too inhuman."

"You run fast." Xiao Congxuan uttered a sentence, "Everything on the table is needed."

The figure that Bai Feng just ran out flickered, and almost fell from mid-air.

In the middle of the night, the lord is really a dragon and a tiger.

Soon Bai Feng came back, Xiao Congwang read all the papers that Jiang Zhao had reviewed, and then slowly calmed down.

This strange emotion came too suddenly, and he didn't know why.

Probably because the emperor went to Yuwen Mansion without saying a word, and then came back like that. As an important minister who assists the emperor, it is only natural for him to care about the emperor.

He was angry, and he was not informed on the Internet. If there was an accident, he could hardly absolve himself of the blame.

Maybe there is still pity, pity on his fragile appearance, as if he will never wake up again.

He hasn't apologized to him yet, he shouldn't have misunderstood him.

Xiao Congwang's emotions in his whole life were not as much as those at that moment, even when he was seriously injured on the battlefield and suffered from enemies.

He has always been moody and angry, and just now he was in a mess.

Xiao Congwang heard a sound of porcelain falling to the ground, it must have come from Yu Wenxu.

He moved his brows and eyes slightly, and continued to look at the notebook in his hand.

The tea cup shattered into countless pieces on the ground, Yu Wenxu closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were stretched straight.

Shi Yu didn't know when she entered the palace, she knelt on the ground without raising her head, Mo Mo stood aside with her sword in her arms.

"Shi Yu, when did you become so useless, you can't even interrogate a cook." Yu Wenxu still closed his eyes, his chest fluctuated and his emotions were unstable.

Shi Yu lowered her head, "My lord, my subordinates used torture, but the cook said that he was just a cook no matter what. He didn't know that the emperor would come, and he didn't have the intention to harm the emperor."

Yu Wenxu suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of hostility, "Then tell me, why is the last dish is almond tofu, the dishes on the table are full of flavors, and the last tofu is served, it should also be tiger skin tofu or other tofu, Not almond tofu."

He seems to have come from Asura Hell, and every word is full of hostility.

Shi Yu froze suddenly, "This subordinate has neglected his duty, please punish him."

Yu Wenxu was agitated, but he didn't punish Shi Yu, saying: "I don't have the intention to punish you now, you have to check it out carefully, and you have to dig three feet to find out who did it. This is your last chance .”

Shi Yu's body trembled, "Yes, don't worry, my lord, my subordinates will definitely investigate and find out."

"Go away." Yu Wenxu said lightly.

There was no one in the house, and the surrounding area was eerily quiet.

Yu Wenxu closed his eyes, his mind was full of Jiang Zhao lying on his lap, his face was flushed, his whole body was hot, and his hot breath was blowing on his waist and abdomen.

Even at this moment, he seemed to still feel it.

Yu Wenxu still remembered the way he held him in his arms, so delicate, as if he would crush and break him with a little force.

He has never relied on himself so much, even though he controls the entire court.

Even thinking about it like this, Yu Wenxu couldn't control himself, and wanted him to rely on him, so that his fragility could only be shown to himself.

Want to control him.

Jiang Zhao leaned on the bed and had supper with Jiang Fengjing face to face. Jiang Fengjing felt that the supper tonight was more delicious than ever.

On weekdays, he never eats late at night.

As for the two people next door, after the little eunuch brought supper, they were told that the emperor had woken up, but they were too tired and had already fallen asleep.

He also said that Doctor Jiang was guarding the emperor, so please don't worry about it, my lords.

In the side halls on both sides of the bedroom, the candles were lit all night long.