Quickly traverse the host, his weak constitution

He should be safe and sound, be a transparent person, and try to arouse the interest of those two, is it too long to live?

"Your Majesty, no matter what thoughts you have in your heart." Fu Xi paused, as if thinking about how to organize his words, he guessed whether the little emperor had that kind of meaning for one of His Royal Highnesses Lin and Xiao.

"You are very different from His Royal Highnesses Lin and Xiao."

After a while, Fuxi only popped out this sentence.

He is a eunuch, he doesn't understand love and love, and he doesn't know how to persuade him at all.

Xie Zao looked at Fuxi's lack of words, and couldn't help laughing in his heart, but his face was still very serious, and he looked at Fuxi with clear eyes.

He's been looking for an opportunity to justify what he's doing next, and now is a good time.

Xie Zao wiped away tears and acted out a trick.

Although it is an act, it also fits the experience of the little emperor over the years. It is indeed sincere and not a fake:

"I lost my mother at birth because it was unknown; the weakness brought about by beating my mother's womb was due to inadequacy; I was not the child my father expected, because I was not favored and pitiful.

I was lonely since I was a child, without the care of my blood relatives, I often fell ill, and it was difficult to survive the cold winter. Thanks to the careful care of you and my mother, I have survived until now.

Over the years, he has been weak and has no brothers and playmates, and has been dizzy on the couch for a long time.

Although people are alive, they are also like walking corpses, depressed and unhappy every day, and do not realize that life is precious and special...

In fact, I wanted to get sick many times and leave. Every time I was seriously ill, I accepted my fate and never fought, but I never thought that I would survive again and again..."

As Xie Zao spoke, he actually resonated with this body. Those days of suffering day after day seemed to have been experienced by himself. Tears streamed down his face, and his voice became hoarse.

Glancing at Fuxi's expression quietly through his fingers, his face was distressed and sad, Xie Zao's heart warmed up, and then he spoke in a steady voice:

"A few days ago, when you went to work outside the palace, the lady on duty forgot to add charcoal that night. I almost died of cold in the night. Only when I died so close did I realize the value of life. It turns out that I still want to live, but I don't want die…"

Fuxi's expression changed from distressed to angry, and he gritted his teeth, as if he was about to slam the door and leave in the next moment.

Xie Zao knew that Fu Xi was arguing for the original body, that maid was the killer who killed the little emperor, revenge was due, but he was not in a hurry.

He patted Fuxi's hand reassuringly, and said slowly:

"After that day, I was full of hope for life, maybe because of my firm will, the illness has also weakened a little.

I started to try some new ways of living, basking in the sun, reading books, practicing calligraphy... It turned out that even if I was sick, there were so many things to do while alive, and I thought I seemed to have found the meaning of life.

That day, His Royal Highness Lin came to me because of my recent abnormalities, which made me suddenly open up and I had some dreams at night.Later, His Highness Lin saved me, and I regarded him as my savior.

Today, I met His Highness Xiao, and the orifice seems to be on him. Although I am sick and weak, it is always right to love someone, right? "

Seeing the pitiful look on the little emperor's face, Fuxi really wanted to agree.

But I still held back, feeling that I should seek truth from facts, opened my mouth, and said something that poked my heart:

"Your Majesty, you are not worthy of His Highness Xiao! How could His Highness Xiao like you? You are far behind His Highness Lin!"

Everyone in the palace knew that His Highness Lin and His Highness Xiao both liked men, and there was some ambiguity between His Highness Xiao and His Highness Lin.

Everyone is very optimistic about this pair of gods and men, and thinks they are a good match. It would be the life of cannon fodder for the little emperor to insert it.

Xie Zao almost cracked open, Fuxi is really hard-headed sometimes, and he is not afraid to vomit blood to death in anger.

He really wanted to brew a mouthful of blood and vomit it on Fuxi to make him reflect, but he had already used up his blood vomit quota today, so he had to give up.

Xie Zao cried very sadly, and began to play tricks, vomiting words of pride and ambition, and Fuxi, who must be annoying, begged for mercy and made way:

"I know I'm not worthy of His Royal Highness Xiao, Fuxi, do you have to break my heart like this? I don't care! I don't care!

Even if I can't get His Highness Xiao's heart, I want to get His Highness Xiao's people. If I can't get it, no one else can get it. If they can't get it, they will be destroyed! "

Suddenly the curtain was lifted.

Xiao Mo was dressed in black and froze at the entrance.The aura is strong, and there is a tendency of storms to come.

Xiao Mo heard the little emperor's cry and thought something happened, but unexpectedly he ate his own melon.

Xie Zao hadn't expected to be caught by the protagonist, so he hiccupped in shock and couldn't stop.

"Uh~uh~uh~" Xie Zao stretched his little neck and twitched and hiccupped, and Xiao Mo pinched the back of his neck like a chick. The sense of crisis made the little emperor tremble, and he felt that it was best not to speak at this time.

Xiao Mo threw the little emperor onto the couch, Xie Zao shrank his legs and feet and hid himself under the quilt, as if he could avoid punishment by hiding like this.

Fuxi stood aside like a quail. He wanted to save the little emperor, but found that he couldn't speak at all.

What did you say? Saying that the emperor just loves your highness, he doesn't have any bad intentions? Don't you blame him?

No need to try, he could already imagine that if he really said this, His Highness Xiao would definitely cut him alive.

Fuxi's eyes wandered, and his heart was very confused.

He has lived for so many years, and he has never experienced such a complicated mood today, which is embarrassing, helpless, ashamed and anxious.

Alas! It's really hard to describe! The eunuch is really anxious to death!

Xiao Mo looked at the little emperor gloomily, wanting to hit someone, but didn't know where to start.His sickly body was extremely fragile, and he couldn't help the strength of his attack.

He had seen the little emperor's longing for life, and to be honest, he was still a little touched, so he became a little rational when he was so angry and furious, thinking not to hurt people.

He reached in, found the hiccupping little head from under the blanket, and gently lifted him out with cleverness.

Xie Zao tightly closed his eyes, ready to be beaten, but there was no movement for a while, and he quietly opened his eyes a little bit, trying to find out the situation.

As a result, it happened to meet Xiao Mo's Danfeng eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Xie Zao hurriedly closed his eyes again.

It's not that Xiao Mo's heart has softened, he's still struggling with where to fight.

He had hugged the little emperor before, so he was a little clear about it.

The little emperor didn't have much flesh all over his body, his waist was thin and weak and could be broken with one hand, only his face looked a little baby fat, and his buttocks were round, these two places were considered fleshy.

I heard those soldiers in the army who have families and careers say that children are disobedient and it is best to spank their buttocks.

The little emperor vomited blood three times a day (20)

Xiao Mo thought, this is a good idea.

He was about to make a move, when he suddenly thought of the little emperor farting with his butt just now, and felt a little shy, so he put his big hand down.

Xie Zao waited for the beating, but after waiting for a long time, the beating still didn't come. He felt a little tired from half kneeling, so he lay down under the quilt, stared at Xiao Mo's face with big watery eyes and was... dazed.

Oh, and wait to be beaten by the way.

Xiao Mo laughed angrily at the little emperor's dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and his big angry hand pinched the little emperor's right side of the cheek, until tears flowed from the pinch, and his rumpled cheeks were red and swollen, so he let go with satisfaction leave.

Xie Zao was only pinched, and his pounding heart that was afraid of death finally calmed down.

Tired, he immediately fell asleep.

While being a wooden man, Fuxi was exhausted physically and mentally, and he let out a long sigh of relief. For the first time, he felt that life was so exciting, and he was frantically tempted on the verge of death.

Xie Zao went to sleep until night, when he had already returned to Chunyin Palace.

He sipped his porridge with a swollen right cheek and bared his teeth, not daring to move the meat on the table.

Xiao Mo's attack was too ruthless, his face was as swollen as a steamed bun.

It hurt so much, opening his mouth to chew would stretch the muscles on his cheeks, Xie Zao gasped so much that he threw down the bowl when his stomach was only half full.

Fuxi laughed and felt distressed, put away the bowl, and came to apply medicine to the little emperor, admonishing him:

"You! You are so courageous. The slave is almost scared to death today! But that's okay, if you get angry, you can do whatever you like, and the slave will follow you."

He also wanted to understand that people need to have thoughts in life, and without thoughts, life is boring.

The little emperor in the past was lifeless and lifeless, but now he can cry, laugh and act, he is a human being! He went with the little emperor.

Xie Zao was very happy, and finally passed the test of Fuxi, otherwise with his sick body, without the help of loyal people, he would not be able to accomplish anything.

He grinned happily, and just pulled his lips, with tears in his eyes, sobbing and saying "it hurts" and "it hurts".

Fuxi held the little emperor's hand to prevent him from struggling in pain and hurting himself.

He also called a little eunuch to bring the ointment, scooped some up and put it on his hands, rubbed it with his fingertips to warm it up, and then rubbed it on the little emperor's cheeks.

Afraid that the little emperor would find it painful, he even talked to him to divert attention:

"This ointment is very good. What is it called Qingyan Ointment? It was brought as a tribute from the South China Sea. It is extremely precious. Your majesty, please apply it for three to five days, and the bruise will disappear."

Xie Zao glanced at the light pink paste in the exquisite box, and asked with some doubts: "Where did we get such a good wound medicine in our temple?"

The little emperor is a sick child, and there is no shortage of precious medicinal materials for curing diseases in the Chunyin Palace. After all, the little emperor needs precious medicinal materials to hang his life.

But the rest are very poor.

Take the charcoal used in the house as an example, the emperor should have used the finest silver silk charcoal.

And the little emperor's virtue is not compatible, just a puppet, so the cost is reduced, and only the top grade of ordinary black charcoal can be used.Heitan has some smoke, Xie Zao doesn't like it very much.

This wound medicine is a tribute, and it stands to reason that he has no share.

Fuxi has almost finished applying the medicine.