I'm too tired to be in the Shura field every day

I'm so sick of it, Bei Yu drank a little wine, but it's not numb at all.

The emperor and the regent lay paralyzed side by side on the couch, and the imperial physicians surrounded the palace.

The assassin's body had been disposed of, the inside was emptied, and the outside was tightly guarded. The imperial physician took turns to diagnose Bei Yu and Chong Yan's pulse, frowning and whispering from time to time.

"You go talk."

"You go talk."

"You go talk."

Pushing and shoving, the judge finally came out from the Taiyuan Hospital, and bowed to Beiyu bravely, saying, "Your Majesty, we have found a solution."

Beiyu Xiaolu rolled his eyes wetly, his body was still numb, but he was able to speak: "What is it?"

The court judge said: "Your Majesty, to detoxify this poison, you need to take a medicinal bath, and suck the poison out during the medicinal bath."

Beiyu nodded.

"But..." The judge hesitated.

"What?" Beiyu asked.

The court judge said: "The medicinal materials filled by the Tai Hospital have not yet been put into storage, and there is only one medicinal bath medicinal material. Your Majesty and the Regent can only soak one."

Bei Yu immediately said, "To the Regent!"

How dare he compete with Boss Zhong for the medicated bath.

"Your Majesty!" The imperial physicians immediately knelt down in unison, "This poison is severe, Your Majesty must put the dragon's body first."

But depriving the male lead of the chance of medical treatment, Bei Yu only felt that he would die sooner.

Bei Yu waved and said, "With the blessing of destiny, I will be safe and worry-free."

The court judge said: "Your Majesty, this poison will shorten a person's lifespan. If the body is weak for half a month, they will die. Your Majesty's physique..."

Its meaning is self-explanatory.

Bei Yu put on a serious face and said, "I am familiar with medicinal herbs, which can suppress poison."

The court judge said: "Your Majesty, this poison occurs every three hours, and once it occurs for half an hour, the severe pain hurts the bones and muscles. After three days, the patient's limbs will be twisted, the mouth will be crooked, and the eyes will be slanted."

"Ah," Bei Yu touched his upright and delicate face, and the distorted ugly appearance in his mind made him panic.

He seemed about to cry, and said: "But, but I dare not... No, I mean, the regent saved me, and I can't cross the river and tear down the bridge."

"Could it be that," he asked with luck, "can martial arts practitioners be more able to bear this kind of pain?"

As soon as he finished asking, the boss next to him stood up straight and sat up.

Bei Yu was taken aback by his black panther-like muscular strength, he could feel the majestic power under the cloth, and immediately waved his hand and said, "Prince Regent, I don't want to soak, the medicinal bath will be delivered to your house immediately superior."

Seeing Boss Zhong standing up, his eyes looking down at him couldn't see his emotions clearly, but the tall black shadow almost crushed him, Beiyu was trembling suddenly.

Boss Zhong stretched out his long arms and picked him up.

Bei Yu, who was being hugged horizontally, asked in surprise: "What is this for! I'm done with it, are you going to throw me out?"

Chong Yan had just forced part of the poison out, and was extremely speechless to that small mouth, pretending to reprimand: "Don't talk, where is Yuchi?"

Beiyu covered his mouth with one hand and pointed in a direction.

Chong Yan saw where it was, and spoke to the imperial physicians again, his wrinkled sharp eyes were frightening, he reprimanded coldly: "There are not enough medicinal materials, so I went to find them instead of embarrassing the monarch."

The imperial physicians were overwhelmed by his aura and panicked.

Bei Yu didn't dare to breathe in his arms.

He added: "Today I will take a bath with His Majesty, and quickly prepare the potion."

After he finished speaking, he carried Beiyu into the bathtub, and there were nervous responses behind him.

The emperor's bath was equipped with hot water all day long, and as soon as Beiyu was thrown into the pool, he half-crawled and half-touched, splashing the water and sitting far away in the corner.

He hugged his knees, his shoulders were trembling, and looked at Boss Chong, who was adjusting his breath with his eyes closed, his handsome face was even more ruthless, probably because he had been looking at him for too long, his sharp sword-like eyes opened, and he glanced over, Beiyu hurriedly lowered his head again.

He lowered his head, Boss Chong also closed his eyes to adjust his breath again, he raised his eyes, and found that Boss Chong wasn't looking at him anymore, and his beating heart calmed down.

I have to say that the boss just now really felt like he was in the world.

The look in his eyes can easily stun the imperial doctors, and a reprimand always makes people feel very uncomfortable and humble.

Every time his sharp sword-like eyes swept over, Bei Yu felt that his whole body was being stared at.

Although he was an enemy, Bei Yu felt that such a person was really suitable to be a king.

Even though he knew Boss Zhong was going to kill him all the time, but Boss Zhong's face showed no killing intent. Is this the disguise of a person capable of great things?From the bottom of his heart, Beiyu awarded his boss a small Oscar.

"Are you afraid of me?" Suddenly I heard Boss Chong's pleasant voice next to my ear.

Bei Yu turned around and saw that Boss Zhong had finished adjusting his breath, and he was indeed asking him.

Maybe press him?

Bei Yu hugged her knees tightly and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't poison you on purpose."

Chong Yan said, "I don't mean that."

He frowned slightly, he could feel the contradictory emotions in Beiyu, and seemed to want to avoid him. When he hugged him, Beiyu always pushed him unconsciously, and the relationship between the two of them in private It was not the same at all, and he was a little annoyed.

"We're not..." He wanted to say something, but the imperial doctor lifted the bead curtain and came in to pour the medicine, so he stopped talking.

The palace people separated the two with a screen.

The transparent bath gradually turned brown, and the spicy medicine made Beiyu feel hot all over.

With a little more private space after the partition, he untied his coat and middle coat and hung them by the pool, leaving only a translucent silk coat on his body.

Because there was room for the imperial physician to pour the medicine, Zhong Yan moved to a position close to the center, almost touching the screen. Bei Yu could see the silhouette behind the screen, and he said, "Ai Qing, won't you take it off?"

Thinking that Renzhong's boss can also hate sharing baths with people, he said: "There are a few medicines in the pool that are quite spicy, and wearing them will inevitably cause blood to roll."

After a while, the other side of the screen began to move.

Boss Zhong took off his clothes on the other side of the screen. His already tall and upright figure, because of the removal of his clothes, revealed beautiful muscle lines, which were obvious and full of strength.

Bei Yu was envious of such a masculine figure, and felt very attractive, so he unconsciously moved closer. The distance between the two of them was very close by the screen, so close that they could actually see Bei Yu's looming body. The silk clothes are soft and fragile, but Bei Yu doesn't know how keen five senses are for martial arts practitioners.

He said, "Yes... I am indeed afraid of you."

The heavy-hate eyes showed surprise.

"Why?" he asked.

Bei Yu's shoulders slumped softly, and he leaned his chin on his knees and said, "Qing's power is too great. Even though I know that Qing won't do anything to me at this time, I can't help but be afraid. Qing's eyes, So fierce."

Thinking of Boss Chong's cold eyes, Beiyu's shoulders trembled again.

But he knew that the destiny of the country was ultimately that of the king regent. He hugged his knees and said, "I know that my country was fought by you, and that all states and ministries are so peaceful because of you. I don't dare to compete with you for anything. Qilin is not a unicorn." The thing in the pool will turn into a dragon when it meets a blue cloud, I just hope that the regent will give me some time to let me taste the sweetness of this world, it will not be a problem at all."

Bei Yu said it in a humble way, but he didn't know that Boss Chong was still stopping at the last sentence.

Chong Yan couldn't stop thinking: Am I really that fierce looking?

He seldom looks in the mirror, but when practicing swordsmanship and shooting, he always has to catch his eyes accurately, and when facing his subordinates, his cold and solemn mood has a stronger appeal.

He touched his face, forgetting that his face like this must scare the canaries in the palace.

He tried to relax his facial muscles, but it was difficult. He said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I am loyal. Your Majesty, don't be wary."

Bei Yu smiled wryly, thinking that Boss Chong was really tight-lipped, and didn't leave him any excuses, and he didn't make trouble, so he said, "Okay, don't worry."

"Give me your hand, Your Majesty," said the other side of the screen.

"Right hand." The other side added.

Although Beiyu was puzzled, he stretched out his hand across the screen.

As soon as the forearm, which was as soft as a white lotus root, was grabbed by someone, it was sucked up by a wet and hot suction.

"Hmm!" The poisonous blood on the forearm was flowing out, and Bei Yu made a strange sound.

Is it necessary to do this?he thinks.

In order to maintain the superficial peace, he committed himself to suck the poisonous blood of his enemy.

His wound was several centimeters long, and as he sucked it inch by inch, his whole body gradually became weak.

At this time, the female officer was guarding outside the bathroom, and the people from the first palace rushed over, "Auntie!"

The female officer frowned, "What's the matter, whisper."

The palace man then covered his mouth and said something in the female official's ear, and the female official asked in shock after hearing this: "At this time?"

The palace man nodded anxiously.

The female officer said, "Wait for me here."

The female officer walked into the imperial room, and within a few steps, she saw the tall figure of the regent. He was so tall that he was a bit bulky, and the holy king was sleeping soundly in his arms.

Bei Yu drained some blood and took a bath, and he fell into a limp sleep. His healthy cheeks were pale pink, and the female officer stopped her movements for fear of waking him up, and reached out to pick him up: "My lord me."

With a foundation in martial arts, she is no weaker than ordinary men, but the heavy dislike didn't give her, but said: "Lead the way."

The female officer then led the two of them to the bedroom. She had a clear mind, and she had already faintly felt that the regent had taken a fancy to the Holy Monarch, and she couldn't let it go, so she asked, "Does your lord want to serve His Majesty in person?"

Nodding heavily, "Yeah."

The female officer put Beiyu's nightgown on the bed and withdrew.

The people in the harem asked her, "Auntie, that adult is still waiting outside, what should I do?"

The female officer said, "Your Majesty is asleep, please don't disturb me."

The palace man said: "Your Majesty will be angry when he wakes up tomorrow and finds out that we did not report it."

She also said: "Your Majesty has not ordered that whenever that lord enters the palace, he does not refuse or obstruct him, and invites people to His Majesty. It is only because there was an assassination in the palace today that the guard stopped him. I have to come here to ask aunt what she means, aunt understands His Majesty's thoughts best."

The female officer was a little hesitant. She knew that even if she woke up Beiyu at this time, she would definitely not be angry and would be happy, but she always felt that the atmosphere inside was a bit strange. Another person might have a headache. She said : "Your Majesty was frightened today, and has already fallen asleep, you just go back truthfully, tomorrow I will apologize to Your Majesty."

After hearing this, the palace man knew that the consequences had nothing to do with him, so he went back.

"Master Prime Minister, Your Majesty has already rested and has not seen anyone. Please come and visit again tomorrow."

In the four-horse sedan at the gate of the inner palace, Guiying, who was served by the book boy, got such a sentence.

The palace man in front of him had an extremely low back, showing the greatest respect for his identity, but no matter how respectful he was, what he said was words of refusal.

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