The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Empty Zen gave the emperor a pill and told him the truth.

"I dare not deceive your majesty. The medicine of this pill is quite powerful. Your majesty will recover his spirit in a short time after taking it, but your body will become weaker when the medicine disappears."

Gan Fu scolded: "bold, how dare you take such harmful drugs to your majesty?!"

The emperor waved his hand to keep quiet.

In fact, the Emperor himself knew very well that his body had run out of oil and light. It was useless to rely on those mild prescriptions, but if the medicine was too strong, it would certainly damage his body.

This is also the reason why the imperial doctors dare not prescribe medicine for him.

It's not that the imperial doctors don't know how to quickly recover their essence, Qi and spirit in a short time. They just don't dare.

After they were afraid of things, the emperor blamed them, and they couldn't bear the responsibility.

The emperor hesitated again and again. Finally, he crossed his heart and took the pill.

The medicine worked quickly. The emperor felt that his body was recovering a little, and his essence, Qi and spirit became better.

He didn't even need help, so he got out of bed by himself.

He stood on the ground and looked at himself ruddy in the mirror, as if he had returned to the past.

He used to be so healthy and strong.

This made him feel confident for a long time.

Gan Fu personally served the emperor to change clothes and wash, and informed all civil and military officials to go to the court.

When the officials stood still in the hall, they were surprised to see the emperor sitting on the head with a red face.

Originally, they thought the emperor could not get up. Unexpectedly, the emperor looked in good condition. Seeing is believing. It seems that the previous rumors about the emperor's dying are false.

After the big ceremony, they went straight to the topic and began to discuss the aftermath of the rebellion in Xiling county.

Most of the time, it was the fried adults who said that the Emperor just listened quietly and nodded occasionally.

We have basically the same opinion on treason, that is, killing what should be killed and exile what should be exiled.

In any case, it is necessary to completely strangle the rebel forces, and there can be no sign left.

The only thing that makes everyone unable to make up their mind is you Wang.

It is reasonable to say that king Youwang, as the leader of the rebel party, must be executed.

But you wang is the emperor's son. If the emperor doesn't speak, who dares to kill him?

Someone couldn't help thinking in his heart that if only you king could die in the rebellion, it would be all over. No one should be embarrassed.

But you wang didn't die and was caught alive.

So it became a hot potato. No one wanted to touch it. They kicked the ball and prevaricated with each other.

Finally, the matter was pushed to the emperor.

The emperor was in a complicated mood.

Luo Yunxuan was his favorite son. He had high hopes for Luo Yunxuan, but he was greatly disappointed.

When he was most angry, he wanted to kill the villain Luo Yunxuan.

But now the emperor hesitated when he really faced the decision of Luo Yunxuan's life and death.

No matter how angry he is, it's his own son.

The emperor was silent for a long time before he uttered a word.

"First escort the Youwang back to Beijing."

Then came the question of rewards for the crown prince and the whole army.

It was more exciting. When the courtiers talked about it, they immediately changed their evasion when discussing the Youwang, and became positive one by one.

The crown prince is the most meritorious man this time. It is reasonable to reward him too much.

But he is already below one person and above ten thousand people. His status can't be improved any more. He can only be rewarded materially.

Gold and silver jewelry, silk and satin, beauty BMW.

All kinds of good things are added to the reward list like no money.

The officers and men were also rewarded at different levels according to their military achievements.

After all these things have been discussed, it has been two hours.

The courtiers sent the emperor away.

As soon as the emperor returned to the bedroom, he felt his head still dizzy.

Ganfu helped him lie down.

The effect of the pill gradually disappeared, and the emperor felt more and more weak and weak, and his head was even more dizzy.

He had a dream.

He dreamed that he had returned to the night when the palace had changed.

But the person who started the palace change changed from Luo Yunxuan to Luo QingHan.

The emperor was lying on his couch. His body was too weak to move. He could only watch Luo QingHan approach step by step.

Luo QingHan is holding a knife in his hand. The blade is still stained with blood. It is obvious that he has just killed someone.

The emperor looked at him in horror and wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound anyway.

Luo QingHan raised his knife and cut it off at his neck!

"Ah!!"

The emperor suddenly woke up from his dream!

He opened his eyes wide, his pupils trembled and his chest heaved violently.

Gan Fu walked over quickly, lifted the curtain and asked nervously.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you? Have you had a nightmare?"

The emperor's sight gradually became clear from laxity.

He saw clearly that the man in front of him was Gan Fu, and then he reflected that everything just now was just a dream.

But the dream was too real.

In retrospect, he still had lingering palpitations.

Gan Fu asked people to bring God calming tea and carefully fed it to the emperor.

After drinking tea, the emperor felt a little better.

Ganfu said, "Your Majesty, you have slept all day and night. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

The emperor only thought he had slept for a long time. Unexpectedly, he slept for a day and a night.

He had no appetite, but he forced himself to have some porridge.

The emperor asked, "what about empty Zen?"

Gan Fu answered truthfully, "he has been in his house and never came out."

"Go and get him."

"Here."

Soon the empty Zen came.

"I want to see your majesty."

The emperor's state was very bad. His face was paler than before. The whole person's energy and spirit seemed to have been exhausted and looked extremely haggard.

He asked weakly, "where is the Xuanmen?"

His body can't hold on. He can't wait any longer. He has to find the Xuanmen as soon as possible.

Empty Zen said helplessly, "Your Majesty is in this state now. Even if you find the Xuanmen, it won't help."

The emperor's eyes became sharp.

"You didn't tell me that before. You said that the leader of Xuanmen has the best medical skills in the world. There are no injuries in the world that he can't cure."

Empty Zen said slowly: "I did say so, but your majesty didn't get sick, but was tired of winning."

The emperor was stunned.

The art of detesting victory is a means of alchemists. It is also known as witchcraft.

There are many versions of this technique. Some people can use it to ward off evil and avoid evil, but others use it to curse and harm others.

The emperor's dying appearance is certainly not the former.

His face quickly turned ugly.

"Do you mean that my body has deteriorated because I was cursed?"