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

"Shi Yu, ask someone to find out what's going on with the poison." Yu Wenxu said in a deep voice, "After taking a medicinal bath yesterday, I hurried back to the Imperial Hospital to study the poison. Wow, there really is such a bold person who is under the nose. Poisoning the emperor, is this provoking me and the regent?"

Shi Yu was startled immediately, His Excellency's analysis was correct, if this was the case, it would not only provoke His Excellency and His Excellency Regent, but it would be a serious crime of poisoning the Emperor and implicating the nine clans.

"Yes, my subordinates will send someone to investigate immediately." Shi Yu didn't dare to be scornful, and immediately went to order people in person.

All the way back to Yuwen Mansion from the palace, Yu Wenxu walked all the way to the study, when he passed by the tree with purple petals floating in the courtyard, he stopped and looked at it for a while.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he continued to walk.

The convoy moved forward all the way, and the carriage was driving on the official road, and it was also bumping badly.

Yao Xi poured the emperor a cup of hot tea and handed it to the emperor, and then he heard the sleepy-looking emperor say: "Sure enough, the old saying is true, to get rich, build roads first."

This ancient road is too bumpy, and it is almost the same as the road in the deep mountains and villages in the past.

Yao Shun held back a laugh.

Yao Xi immediately laughed out loud, "Your Majesty, we are taking the official road. There is still a small road from the official road to Mingshan Temple, and the small road will be more bumpy. Our imperial city is better, there are bluestone slabs everywhere road."

Jiang Zhao sighed. He didn't feel any better after drinking hot tea, but only felt a splitting headache.

Maybe it was because his body was too weak, he felt like his bones were about to fall apart, he kind of understood why the original body didn't want to go out, he couldn't tell whether it was more suffering or more enjoyment.

Seeing that he was suffering, Yao Shun endured it. After thinking for a while, he lifted the curtains of the car and saw the regent in front, so he shouted: "My lord, the emperor is not feeling well, stop for a while."

Xiao Congwang pulled the horse to stop, saw Jiang Zhao's pale face inside, and raised his hand to signal to stop.

The guard Wei Xun said loudly: "Stop! Fix it on the spot."

Xiao Cong got off the horse and got into the carriage. He was tall and powerful, once he entered the carriage, he forcibly made the carriage much smaller. Yao Xi and Yao Shun bowed their heads obediently.

Xiao Congxuan half-kneeled in front of Jiang Zhao, carefully scrutinized his face, and asked, "Does the emperor feel uncomfortable? There is still time to return to the palace."

Jiang Zhao looked up at him and waved his hands, "No need, I'm just a little motion sick, just go down and get some air."

Xiao Congwang: "I help the emperor to go down."

Said to help, but almost half hugged him and got out of the carriage, with his feet touching the ground, Jiang Zhao felt that he couldn't make any effort for a while, so he could only hold Xiao Congwang's hand tightly.

"Thank you, my lord." Jiang Zhao's voice was very soft.

Xiao Congwang looked down, and could only see the jade crown with his hair tied up and his fair face that was the same color as the jade crown.

He helped him pull up the cloak unskillfully, and helped him walk to the stream, "Go to the stream, the scenery there is nice."

Sure enough, Jiang Zhao raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes were full of joy, "Okay."

The team had been out of the city for quite a while, the mountains and rivers were quiet here, and the woods were not too dense, but there were small animals coming and going freely during the period.

Jiang Zhao only felt that his eyes were not enough, and there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Congwang quietly accompanied them, and the two stood by the stream, which was gurgling.

The two stood together, one tall and one short, one in white and the other in black, and they were very harmonious.

A few of the soldiers were on duty, and the rest gathered around Wei Xun, their eyes falling on the backs of those two people.

One of them had a grass in his mouth and a red mole between his eyebrows, but his voice was rough: "Boss, what's wrong with the general, it seems that there is something wrong with that sick man."

Wei Xun glanced at him lightly, and he immediately coughed twice, pulled the grass from the corner of his mouth, "Wrong, wrong, it's the prince."

Wei Xundao: "Stop saying such disrespectful words. It's okay if you lose your head. Don't implicate the prince."

"Yes, yes, I was wrong." Although Liang Kun agreed well, he did not show any respect, "The prince is now loyal to the emperor, and our soldiers are greatly shocked."

Liang Kun curled his lips after he finished speaking. Who doesn’t know that their general is only dedicated to Daqing, and it doesn’t matter who is in that position. Otherwise, he will be so good to the sick emperor. It’s not that once this one is gone, there will be no successors. , is Daqing in chaos?

This is unspoken by everyone.

Wei Xun glanced at him, but said nothing.

Liang Kun was different. He glanced at the two of them from time to time, but no matter how he looked at them, he felt a little weird. He stroked his chin, pondered for a long time, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Here, why does your lord look so gentle?" Liang Kun was shocked.

He still looks familiar, isn't that how his brother sees the girl next door, that look is soft.

I could see him trembling all over.

It's too permeable.

Liang Kun trembled, his eyes suddenly stopped, and he murmured: "Why do I feel that the emperor looks different today?"

Someone around him laughed at him, "Since when have you met the emperor, how can you tell the difference?"

"Get lost." Liang Kun scolded angrily, and took another look, but couldn't take his eyes off this time, "Why do you look prettier than all the beauties I've ever seen?"

He was not talking nonsense. During the years of the war, he was the personal guard who followed the general. He sent eighty if not a hundred stunning beauties to the general. All of them were good-looking, and they had everything.

But looking at that person today, I still feel that this is the beauty in the world, like an unattainable god.

Liang Kun shook his head, he might not be dazed.

The surrounding air was fresh, and Jiang Zhao felt that the exhaustion all over his body was blown away by the wind.

"My lord, I've rested and can go."

Xiao Cong hummed, he found out that when the emperor is in a good mood, he won't call himself Zhen.

"I asked the team to slow down, so as not to make the emperor feel uncomfortable."

Jiang Zhao bent his eyes like crescent moons, "Okay, thank you for taking care of me, my lord."

Xiao Congwang looked away, "This is the duty of the minister."

"My lord has done a lot for Daqing, no matter whether it is for the country or the people, I should thank you. What's more, my lord is now allowing me to go out to play, and I will be impeached after I return to the palace."

Xiao Cong frowned unconvincingly, and looked at Jiang Zhao, "Your Majesty doesn't have to be like this. Your Majesty came out to cultivate and pray for blessings, so don't care about gossip. As for impeachment, they dare not."

Jiang Zhao smiled lightly.

Xiao Congwang looked at him seriously, "What is the emperor laughing at?"

Jiang Zhao coughed lightly, and stopped laughing, "It's nothing, I just think the prince is also very humorous."

"Ok?"

Jiang Zhao didn't say anything else, he couldn't say, lord, you are a real man, and you are not afraid of impeachment by civil servants.

There is no need to say this.

Xiao Congwang watched Yao Shun help Jiang Zhao into the carriage, then got on the horse and signaled to go.

Wei Xun said loudly, "Let's go."

The well-trained team immediately set up their formations, one behind the other, guarding the car and driving forward.

Wei Xun pulled the horse to the side of the prince, and he listened to the prince's order: "Let the one in front walk slowly."

"Yes." Just as he was about to go forward to give instructions, he was stopped.

Wei Xun felt that he might have auditory hallucinations, and he heard the prince ask: "Am I humorous?"

Wei Xun: "..."

He was shocked in his heart, and it took a lot of perseverance to try to maintain a normal expression and avoid facial twitching.

"My lord, what did you say, I didn't hear clearly." Wei Xun asked with a stiff head.

Xiao Congwang glanced at him indifferently, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, let's go."

Wei Xun clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and rushed out in an instant.

It looks like a ghost is chasing after him.

The procession slowed down, and Jiang Zhao felt a little more comfortable in the car in an instant. Maybe because he got used to the bumps of the carriage, he read a book with energy, and even took out a piece of paper to start writing and drawing.

Soon it was mid-afternoon, and they set off in the middle of the noon. At this time, they were already a little hungry. If they went further, it would be dark, and it would be inconvenient to eat at that time.

Jiang Zhao thought for a while and said, "Yao Shun, tell the prince to let the team stop and eat something. I'm hungry too."

Naturally, there was dry food in the carriage, and there were even warm meals in insulated food boxes in the carriage behind, but the soldiers outside only had dry food.

Yao Shun hurriedly went to talk to Xiao Congwang.

Xiao Congwang knocked on the car window from the outside, facing Jiang Zhao, "Your Majesty can eat in the car if you're hungry, it's getting late, and it's not easy to walk at night."

Jiang Zhao replied: "The soldiers also need to eat. It's good to light a fire and boil some hot water. It's a bit cold today, so it's not good to drink cold water."

When they marched and fought, they still cared about cold water, and sometimes it would be nice to have a sip of water.

Hearing this, Wei Xun felt that the prince would definitely not agree, how could the prince agree to stop the trip for such a trivial matter as food.

Your Majesty's suggestion is not very practical.

Looking at the soldiers who looked at him frequently, Wei Xungang was going to ride his horse over to let them eat dry food in rotation. Everyone was familiar with this job.

However, when he heard the prince's answer the next moment, he froze and looked back in disbelief.

"Okay, then let them light a fire, and the emperor will also come down to warm himself by the fire." Xiao Congwang said.

He turned his head to meet Wei Xun's shocked face, and said softly, "Did you hear that?"

"I heard it." Wei Xun's expression was serious, his back straightened, and he pulled the rein with both hands and went away.

Another voice came from behind: "The three are going hunting."

"Yes!"

Liang Kun was complaining to his companions that he was hungry, and when he saw Wei Xun approaching, he laughed, "Boss, did your lord let us take dry food in shifts? I'm almost starving to death."

Wei Xun remained expressionless: "Stop lighting the fire, the three of us will go hunting, and the rest will change shifts to boil water for food."

Liang Kun's face was full of disbelief, and he said in surprise: "Boss, my lord's conscience has found out, I really want to drink some hot water, cold water doesn't quench my thirst at all, I'll go hunting, my brothers have some meat to eat today !"

A hand stretched out from outside the carriage curtain. Jiang Zhao thought it was Yao Shun and Yao Xi who got off the carriage first, so he reached out and reached for it naturally.

The big palm was hot and hot, and Jiang Zhao's cold hand touched it, as if he had been scalded.

The palm was a circle bigger than him, and holding weapons all the year round caused a thin layer of calluses on the palm, which was hard and rough.

Xiao Congwang only felt a piece of cold and slippery in his hand, he couldn't help holding it lightly, wrapping the cold hand completely.

Jiang Zhao trembled and almost retracted.

Xiao Congwang didn't let go.

"Chen, help the emperor get off the car." The voice was a little low.