Quickly traverse the host, his weak constitution

With clean hands, he casually explained:

"It was sent by His Highness Lin last time. You happened to be rescued by His Highness Lin last time. His Highness Lin later sent a lot of medicinal materials, and also brought a box of ointment along the way."

His Royal Highness Lin not only saved the little emperor, but also accidentally scratched the little emperor's face, and even gave him medicine. Fuxi thought he was a good man.

Xie Zao fell asleep for a few days after the onset of the attack, and he didn't wake up a few times during that time, so he didn't even know that his face was injured.Hearing what Fuxi said, I thought the ointment was just incidental.

After applying the medicine, Xie Zao enjoyed a hot spring bath.Chunyin Temple is very remote, but there is a small hot spring in the courtyard, enough for two or three people to soak.

The inside was filled with water vapor, and the warm water wrapped around his body, which relieved Xie Zao's pain a bit.

Xie Zao asked Fuxi: "Where are there any hot springs in this palace?"

He is going to move his nest, the Chunyin Hall is too cold and damp, not suitable for recuperating.He wanted to go to a good place to live, if there was a hot spring in that place, it would be really great.

Fuxi thought that the little emperor was just curious, thought carefully for a while before saying:

"The Jinluan Hall of the former emperor, the Begonia Hall of the empress, and the Zemu Hall of the noble concubine. These three places have hot springs. They are much larger than our Chunyin Hall."

Xie Zao said "oh", and wrote down the location in his heart.

After soaking for more than half an hour, Fuxi saw that the little emperor was a little drowsy, so she hugged him onto the couch and asked him to sleep on his side so as not to press on the wound.

He stood guard by the couch for a while, seeing that the little emperor was sleeping peacefully, and then he went out slowly.

It wasn't too late at this moment, Fuxi carried a lantern and walked to one place, the expression on his face couldn't express sadness and joy.

The light was dim, unable to illuminate a few inches of the ground.But today is the thirteenth day, and the moon is about to be full, and the moonlight will not make it impossible to see the road clearly.

Fuxi walked for less than half an hour before finally arriving at the place. Inside a quaint and huge building, candles were brightly lit, and on a dark red plaque, there were three large characters of "Department of Punishment" written in dragons and phoenixes.

He came to sue, and those who did wrong should be punished as they should.

The court lady who forgot to add charcoal at night was called Wu Wan. She dared not admit it after making a mistake. She also relied on the fact that the little emperor didn't know much about it.

If the little emperor died, she would definitely not escape death.The little emperor survived, if she took the initiative to admit her mistake, she would not lose her life if she suffered some crimes.But now...

Fuxi's eyebrows and eyes were full of cruelty, she blew on the lamp, and entered in black...

Before dawn on the second day, two young eunuchs from the Punishment Division came out carrying a straw mat covered with a blood-stained white cloth. The exposed hands were slender and beautiful, obviously a woman.

The two young eunuchs are people who are used to this job, without the slightest fear, chatting and exploring with great interest as they walked.

The one in the front pressed his throat and said:

"What's wrong with this palace lady? Didn't she just come in last night, and she died so quickly?"

The latter one was obviously more sophisticated, but he laughed and said nothing when he heard the words, and let the former one say all the good things before he opened his mouth to explain:

"There are a lot of tricks here, but whenever a sentence is executed, someone 'accidentally' hits it hard, and the prisoner can't stand it and dies, it's normal."

The man bit the word 'accidentally' very tightly, and gestured to collect money and bribes.

The eunuch in front let out a long 'oh', apparently understanding.

*

Chunyin Hall.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, Xie Zao got up from the bed early this morning, feeling extremely happy.

What he does now, can be regarded as a teacher.

Lin Zhi - the savior.

Xiao Mo - the person he admires.

No one can stop him from trying to break up the marriage.

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Xie Zao's right cheek was swollen, and he was happily drinking the porridge. The porridge was filled with minced meat, and it was fragrant and soft, very refreshing.

Fuxi came in with a little milk dog, just learning to walk, with a thick buttocks, yellow hair and black eyes, and a small tail that swung happily like a fan. It was almost predictable when it grew up, it would be the rhubarb in the farmhouse .

Xie Zao stroked its little tail in surprise: "Are you weaned?"

The puppy's tail patted back and forth in the palm of the little emperor's hand, a little itchy.

Fuxi laughed and said, "Not yet, but it's almost the full moon." The little emperor is in good spirits now, and raising a puppy can consume some energy.

Such as the energy of men.

Yesterday Fuxi promised to go with the little emperor, but he regretted it at night, and the more he thought about it, the worse he was.

No matter how you look at it, it is the little emperor who suffers from the little emperor's pursuit of the regent, and with the vigor shown by the little emperor now, he is afraid that the regent will devour the emperor in a fit of anger.

Early this morning, he managed to steal a puppy back from the arms of a bitch at the cost of almost being exonerated.

Xie Zao teased the little milk dog again, the little milk dog opened its mouth to suck his finger, it was very sticky and soft.He raised his eyes to Fuxi and said lightly: "Have you not been weaned yet? Do you have milk to feed?"

The little emperor seemed to look down.

Fuxi's face almost didn't tense up, but she felt her chest tightened, looking at the little emperor's serious look, she wondered if she was thinking too much, the little emperor was as clean as a child.

"There is goat's milk in the imperial dining room, and we have some rules here every day." Fuxi felt that this topic was not a good one, so he changed his mouth and said:

"You might as well feed it with your own hands every day. The milk dog will kiss whoever was nice to it when it was young."

He wanted the little emperor to develop himself. No matter how good the little emperor's health was, he couldn't get better. If he used up his energy every day, he would have no time to spend it here.

Xie Zao is really interested in keeping pets. His health was too poor before, and his brother didn't allow him to keep them.

He personally made a nest for the little milk dog, and named it Mo Baobao.

Fuxi murmured "Baby Mo" - "Baby Mo". When she came to her senses, she felt that the little emperor was twirling the beard on the tiger's head!

Thousands of persuasions and ten thousand persuasions, Xie Zao still did not change.

Fuxi couldn't help it, so she had to pray to God and Buddha, and prayed to the regent that he had a broad heart.

Xie Zao put Mo Baobao's nest beside the bed, and asked Fuxi to get a pen and paper, he wanted to write.

Fuxi was overjoyed, the little emperor seemed to have really forgotten about chasing men.

Xie Zao is also very happy, he is finally going to start tearing up the marriage, no matter how to make the marriage go away, there will naturally be a third party.

He wants to pick up a man.

He wants to hook a man.

He wants to attack.

Xie Zao thought gleefully, although Xiao Mo is a little older and is going to be in his third year, but he is... tsk tsk, he is really uncommonly good-looking, his voice and face are all about his aesthetics.

It's not a loss for him to choose such a person for his first love.

Xie Zao was weak, not very strong, it was difficult to hold a pen, and he wrote very slowly. At first, he wrote a large character on a page, and it took a lot of time to write a large character.

Fuxi saw that he wrote "Q" first, and then another "Q", and "Q" wrote four full pages, and finally the writing was decent, the little emperor put down the pen, rubbed his shoulders for a while, and then Continue to write.

This time the character "世" is written.

"Shi" is even more difficult to write than "Qian", and the little emperor took six pages to write it; then, the little emperor wrote the word "jian" again, and he still wrote it until the word had a beautiful appearance.

...

The little emperor wrote for a long time, Fuxi started to read every page curiously, and then just glanced at it lazily, without any surprise.

Xie Zao wrote until noon. Due to the exhaustion of energy, his appetite also increased a lot, and Fuxi smiled happily.

After eating, Xie Zao fell asleep not long after.

Fuxi smiled like a chrysanthemum.

How good, how good, how good it is every day.Spend all your energy and have no time to think about men.

Xie fell asleep for an hour, then got up and continued writing.

Fu Xi's smile was extraordinarily gentle and considerate, making people panic.

"Fuxi, is there anything good for you today?"

Fuxi smiled and waved her hands, shook her head and said, "No, no."

Xie Zao didn't ask any more questions, and just buried himself in writing, he still has to hurry up to make a baby.

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By the evening, hundreds of pages had been written on the single sheet.

Xie Zao flipped through the various rice papers and asked Fuxi if he had any beautiful flower paper.

Fu Xi rummaged through the box and found a few pictures, all of them were in pink and light colors, some were painted with delicate and elegant small stamens, and some were painted with elegant pruning bamboos, Xie Zao picked one with landscape paintings on it, and began to write .

Fuxi didn't care at first, he just thought that the little emperor wanted to continue to write big characters, but when he inadvertently glanced at it again, he opened his eyes wide, and the little emperor actually wrote a sour poem: What is love in the world?

Xie Zao wrote it again, and found that one of the words was not good-looking, so he took another piece of paper to write on.There was nothing wrong with what I wrote this time, and it was neat and tidy, but Xie Zao still felt that it was not good, so he brought another piece of paper...

After writing all the notes, Xie Zao finally put down the pen, picked the best one from the inside, and seriously drew a picture in the blank space of the poem, the picture was scribbled, only one person's face The figure, and the rest don't know what it is.

After Xie Zao finished drawing, he smiled with satisfaction and asked Fuxi to take a small box to put the paper in.

The little emperor's brows were full of joy, he slightly raised his pointed chin, and said to the person in front of him: "Go, give this to the regent, this is my gift to him."

Fuxi only felt that the box was hot, and she was so anxious that she opened her mouth and tongue, and was speechless for a while.The emotional little emperor chased after men, but he himself had fun all day.

Fuxi was thinking about how to refuse, Xie Zao said "wait a minute", Fuxi breathed a sigh of relief, and watched the little emperor flip through the big characters written for a long time, found out eight or nine good ones, and then Handed it to him.

I saw the little emperor