After being dressed as a scumbag, I rescued myself by pampering my wife [Quick Transmigration]

Before Shi Yang took his steps, he was held up by two people and pushed hard into the room. The door was closed, and the man behind him slowly stood up from the ground.

Suddenly he snorted coldly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly put his hand on Shi Yang's shoulder.

"Really, if this king enters here, he can go out casually?"

The moment the voice fell, it was almost the beginning of an atrocity. The tall and thin man who had been looking at him suddenly raised his hand. He was still holding a delicate teapot on the table, and smashed it hard on Shi Yang. forehead.

There was a burst of dizziness in front of my eyes, and I became dizzy until the whole sky became dark and black.

"It's just a piece of garbage that no one else wants, what are you proud of?"

Leng Sen's words spit out from the other party's mouth, at this moment, Shi Yang felt a kind of despair, he shouted, but no one came to save him.

I can only watch that person punch and kick me, didn't I agree that I like myself the most...

So do you like it that much...

The sky was very dark that day.

The rain had already soaked his gown, and a few drops of water had accumulated on his eyes, rolling into them dry and astringent.

He blinked a few times, and stretched out his hand to brush, but suddenly he became unstable, his body swayed, his eyes were dizzy, and he stretched out his hand to support the ground.

Almost half of it softened.

The door in front of him was still closed tightly. After the other party carried out a series of violence against him from yesterday to this morning, he was thrown out of the house.

When Shi Yang went to the Duke's mansion with all his injuries, he learned that King Duan had dismissed all the Duke's positions.

There was no way to appeal, and the zhezi hurriedly wanted to pass it on to His Majesty, but was robbed halfway and disappeared without a trace.

The stones were thrown into the lake, but they couldn't make any ripples.

"This king treats you like this because he likes you..." These words kept echoing in Shi Yang's ears, his body was burning hot, and his eyelids drooped heavily.

He vaguely saw the door in front of him being pulled open...

At night in mid-October, the crabapple flowers have withered, and the elegant fragrance of flowers all over the city has slowly dissipated.

The streets and alleys have already fallen into a deep sleep, but the main hall in the center of the palace is indeed brightly lit, and a large group of people surround that bedroom, and many people come in and out, all sweating profusely.

Everyone was trembling, but suddenly they saw the queen mother who came late from outside the palace, being supported by someone, with a smile on her lips.

With her proud chin raised, her red lips parted slightly: "Your Majesty... what's wrong?"

The imperial doctor's legs were trembling, and he knelt down with a thump: "Intractable diseases... extremely rare!!"

The Queen Mother raised one eyebrow and lightly raised her hand: "If you don't go all out to treat me, I will take your dog's life!!"

The other party said again and again and ran back to the main hall. Everyone around held their breath and watched the Queen Mother's expression.

Why is it so... overjoyed? ?

Isn't it his own son...

The woman walked into the hall calmly, she glanced sideways at the man lying on the bed, and raised the corners of her eyebrows.

"... Akun..." whispered.

The surrounding courtiers and imperial physicians were silently performing the movements. The man lying on the bed frowned, his eyes were a little fluttering, his lips were pale, and he seemed to be mentally unstable, staring at the ceiling.

The woman was not annoyed if she didn't get a response, she walked slowly to the edge of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand to grab the other's hand, felt the coldness in her palm, and then opened her mouth slowly.

"Look... You're already like this... Has that person who was desperately protecting you ever come to see you?"

The fingers held in her hand lifted up slightly a few times, as if she was touched by what she said.

The woman took a deep breath, put his hand back under the quilt, stared out of the window for a moment, and raised her chin: "Your Majesty is unwell... Prince Duan is calm and resourceful. Let him handle the affairs of the court... Aijia Will assist in managing the government..."

After her words fell, Fu Lu, who was standing beside her, suddenly raised her head and knelt on the ground with a plop: "Think twice, Queen Mother!!"

The other party didn't waver at all, his eyes fell on Fulu with a trace of disdain, and then he turned away immediately, with a lazy tone: "...the Duke is getting old, and he has asked Ai's family to return home many times. Ai's sympathy, From now on, the Duke does not have to go to court... Mr. Zhou will act as his agent..."

"Empress Dowager!!" Fu Lu exclaimed, and the man lying on the bed beside him suddenly let out a snort.

The Queen Mother turned her head to look at him, and saw that Fu Kun's eyes were like a fog that could not be dispelled, staring at herself like that.

"... Your Majesty takes good care of your body, so you don't have to worry about court affairs."

She stood up, waved her robe, and left without looking back. Suddenly, a large number of people withdrew from the huge bedroom, leaving only Fu Lu and a trembling old doctor...

"This day is going to change..."

The news spread quickly, and there were some rumors from the court, including the people.

These days, the sky is still gray, and it weighs darkly on the top of people's heads, as if it is about to collapse at any moment.

The moment Shi Yang opened his eyes, he felt that he had already died once.

His memory is very chaotic, mixed with his own past memories, but he can't tell whether it was the past or the present...

The ceiling was also pitch-black, and there were no candle lights around. He couldn't see the surrounding furnishings clearly. The person who raped him had already left.

There was a faint smell of blood floating in the room. He got up with his hands on the ground and felt the tingling pain on his forehead. He reached out and touched it.

It was sticky and sticky, and it was probably broken again.

But he wanted to laugh bitterly in his heart, that person especially loved things like teapots and inkstones on the table that could be thrown on people's foreheads, seeing the other person's head bleeding, it seemed that it could arouse his violent desire...

His heart was numb, he didn't know what kind of emotion he was in, and guessed that the palace was already in chaos.

What about Fu Kun...

The door was gently pushed open, Shi Yang's back stiffened instantly, he didn't dare to turn his head back until he heard that low call.

"Dream boat..."

It was Chang Liuzhou's voice.

At this moment, all kinds of things were connected together, Shi Yang suddenly felt creepy, and he took a few steps back.

How did Chang Liuzhou appear here? ?

"Meng Zhou...don't be afraid..." The other party called out again, he closed the door, squatted down, and moved closer to Shi Yang's side.

Looking at the large and small wounds on his body, he was silent for a moment: "I'm going to light the lamp..."

The moment the light illuminated the entire room, Shi Yang finally saw his situation clearly and gave a wry smile.

It can be regarded as a very poor life, after all, I still can't escape...

"Don't be afraid... I'll help you." Chang Liuzhou leaned close to Shi Yang's ear, took out a bottle of medicine powder from his sleeve, twisted it open, and gently poured it on Shi Yang's forehead.

His hands trembled a little, and he could only see it when he got close.

Neither of them spoke, one stared down at the ground, and the other carefully looked at each other's wounds.

"How is the palace?" Shi Yang asked suddenly.

Chang Liuzhou was quiet for a moment before speaking: "It's not very good..."

Shi Yang lowered his head and did not speak, pursing his lips.

The sound of their mutual breathing echoed in the air, Shi Yang didn't speak again, Chang Liuzhou stayed here with him for a long time before leaving the door.

Walking around from the side courtyard to the front of the lobby, he bowed to the man on the main seat who was playing with a teacup: "... Duan Wang."

The other party was still wearing a red court dress, as if he had just turned down, squinting at him: "What did he say?"

Chang Liuzhou was quiet for a moment, sighed, and shook his head.

"I didn't say anything..."

"I don't eat anything... I don't drink water... Do you really want to consume yourself to death?" Duan Wang stood up from his seat, waved his hand, and went to the courtyard without looking back...

Chang Liuzhou left Duanwang's mansion, bypassed a few small passages, then turned his head to check the surrounding situation, opened the door, and entered a small courtyard.

Following a secret room inside, he came to a magnificent palace with twists and turns.

Before entering, I heard a man's cold voice.

"how is he?"

"The situation is not very good." Chang Liuzhou bowed on his knees...

During this period of time, there was a wave of Duan Wang sect in the court, with the Zhou family as the leader surrounding that brave Highness.

Going to court is like fighting a war, full of smoky atmosphere.

Recently, the southward rampage has become more and more rampant, and it seems that there is an intention to cooperate with peripheral countries to annex them.

The story of conspiracy and rebellion spread to the court, and King Duan sat beside the throne, raising his eyes lazily: "There is no need to make such a fuss... What is a mere border country...?"

Finally, there was a minister who couldn't stand it anymore, and he cupped his hands and said, "Prince Duan still doesn't have to underestimate the enemy so much...The forces of the marginal countries cooperated with the private forces, and countless dynasties have been overthrown in the past year!!"

These words were meant to be a warning, King Duan raised his eyes and squinted his eyes: "It's disrespectful. Drag it out and punish it with a stick of fifty!!"

"His Majesty once oppressed him, but Prince Duan kept his own law and order. Now that His Majesty is sick, King Duan is taking care of the government like this. What is his intention!!!"

The moment he was dragged out, the roar echoed in the hall.

Everyone lowered their heads, but King Duan was also playing with the jade wrench in his hand: "Master Wang doesn't seem to be very convinced by this king...but it's okay...um..." There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, pretending to be contemplative.

With a sudden wave of his hand, "If the king is not very satisfied, it's okay to change the important officials in the court..." His voice fell lightly, and the ministers below were all shocked and fell silent.

"It's boring... let's retreat." The voice echoed in the hall.

Civilian wars suddenly ignited without warning, and the sky became increasingly drowsy and rainy.

The rain that dripped down from time to time washed away the large blood stains on the ground.

In the discussion about this matter in the court, everyone kept silent. It seemed that King Duan had never heard of this matter, and he was extravagant every day...

The moment the door was pushed open, the back of the person lying on the bed trembled slightly, as if he had returned to many years ago.

He resisted vigorously, and his body was covered with bruises.

Shi Yang closed his eyes, he heard the sound of approaching footsteps, his voice was very weak: "Liu Zhou is here..."

Before he could turn around, someone pressed his shoulder, and then a soft kiss fell on his cheek.

Then the kiss fell on his brow, nose, and lips.

The aura that enveloped him was exceptionally familiar, and he knew who that person was without even turning around.

His eyes suddenly turned red, and there was a whistling storm hidden in his throat. He choked up for a moment, turned his head, and kissed the other party's lips. Tears rolled down his cheeks and flowed into their touching on the lips.

a bitter...

The other party spoke softly and called out: "Meng Zhou..."