"I'll be back in a minute."

Branding Heng raised his eyelids and asked lightly, "Holy Lord, aren't you annoyed by the ministers?" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare."

How dare Emperor Wen Yuan, even if he is the Son of Heaven again, but in front of the Ming Heng Worry, he is still the little fourth who grew up on his back before.

It is......

How is he going to explain it?

"Lord Wang, it's like this," Ji Xiang hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Princess Shuo was infected with a very heavy wind chill not long ago, so it has never been very good now, does the prince want to go back to see the princess?"

Branded Heng put down the Miao Miao in his arms,

"She's sick, but serious?"

"Imperial cousin, please rest assured," Emperor Wen Yuan hurriedly hugged Miao Miao and comforted him.

"The sister-in-law of the royal hall is already very good."

Branding Hengshu stood up, and also bowed to Emperor Wenyuan.

"Holy Lord, the minister first retired."

"Cousin Huang, go slowly."

Emperor Wen Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Emperor Zhuo Heng had finally walked out of the main gate.

Then he gave Jixiang a thumbs up.

Ji Xiangxiao's eyes also narrowed, this person, there is always a weakness, Lord Shuo's temperament is a person who does not enter oil and salt, but there is a princess Shuo.

As long as there is Princess Shuo, if the Holy Lord wants to let Prince Shuo go, it is not a simple matter.

Emperor Wenyuan handed over the Miao Miao in his arms to Ji Xiang.

"You're looking at it a little bit," and he thought, comparing Miaomiao's body shape again, "Find the Imperial Doctor to come and show it, why do I look at Miaomiao and get a lot fatter again?" ”

This can't be fat anymore, otherwise, it's really "going to be unable to walk."

"Holy rest assured, the little one knows.

Ji Xiang carefully hugged the cat ancestor, and he would definitely let the imperial doctor take a look at it, and he really felt that this cat had become a fine.

That's why it is said that this mortal cat and the fairy cat naturally cannot be compared.

The two before the saint, obviously the ordinary cats, said to go, and didn't even think about it, and were hooked by the male and female cats who didn't know where they came from.

It's still good, the whole body is snow-white, and it is cold and beautiful, and it is worthy of being a cat raised by the Shuo Wangfu, which is very similar to the character of the prince of Shuo, and he likes to take a bath very much.

Emperor Wen Yuan stood up, he straightened the clothes on his body, and was about to go to see the emperor, his good imperial brother.

When he walked into a dormitory, he happened to meet Gonggong Hu.

"Holy Lord," Gonggong Hu hurriedly greeted him, and also saluted Emperor Wenyuan.

"No excuses."

Emperor Wenyuan has always been courteous to the old man who has always stayed by the side of the first emperor to serve, but Gonggong Hu is now getting older, and he has no energy to serve in front of the saint, so he came to serve the first emperor, which can be regarded as a thought of the first emperor, after all, the first emperor didn't want the emperor to have an accident.

"How is he doing?"

Emperor Wen Yuan walked over, and Gonggong Hu also followed.

"Holy Lord, please rest assured, the Emperor is fine."

Yes, the emperor is good, how can it be bad? Every day he is being served to eat, drink, and Lazar, and if he is not good, there will be no one in this world who is well.

Emperor Wen Yuan walked in, and on top of the bed, who was fat as a ball, who was not the emperor?

The young emperor, but he is also in his twenties, he is also high-spirited, he is also ambitious, and he has a grand ambition, but now, he is like a dead dog, lying here, stripped of his clothes, and living a noble and humble life.

"Brother Huang is okay?"

Emperor Wen Yuan stroked the hem of his clothes, sat down again, and then stared at the emperor at this time without blinking, and the reflection of the emperor in his eyes also made the emperor unbearably close his eyes, his throat rolled from time to time, obviously wanting to speak, but he couldn't say a word, only the green tendons above his forehead were jumping from time to time.

"It's been so long, why can't the imperial brother learn to be calm."

Emperor Wen Yuan took the teacup handed over by Gonggong Hu, and then asked the emperor with a smile.

And the emperor stared at a pair of eyes, if the eyes could really eat people, then now Emperor Wenyuan may have already been eaten by him and did not know what it had become, and he was afraid that even the bones would be bitten into slag.

"It's better for the imperial brother to be calmer," Emperor Wen Yuan tasted the tea in a very good mood, and then said leisurely, "This will allow the imperial brother to live for a few more years." ”

What Emperor Wenyuan likes most now is to tell the emperor about his exploits one by one.

For example, he gave birth to a little prince, for example, it turned out that the Huang family had a treasure from the previous dynasty, which was enough to cover most of the treasury.

And every time he said it, the emperor would vomit blood once, but it was impossible for the emperor to vomit his life again.

If you feed a handful of ginseng, no matter how weak the disease is, no matter how much blood you vomit, you can make up for it.

"Brother Huang is angry again?"

Emperor Wen Yuan's smile became more and more beautiful.

"By the way, does the Imperial Brother know what I have to say?"

The emperor pretended to be dead and did not move.

But as long as the ears are listening, it will be.

"Brother Huang, you should know that this is the time when floods in the Great Zhou are frequent, and before the death of my father, every time I come to this time, I can't be at peace at night and night."

"Our ancestors of the Great Zhou have always been committed to the cause of floods, and now ......"

Emperor Wen Yuan sighed softly.

"I really have no shame to face the ancestors, and after the eighth generation of the king of my Great Zhou, I was able to control the flood."

"Brother Huang, there will be no more floods in Da Zhou in the future," his voice of the imperial brother was so sincere and affectionate.

"Brother Huang, are you happy?"

The green tendons above the emperor's forehead jumped, and then there was another cough in his throat, and he directly sprayed his own blood.

"The royal brother must have been on the hot side recently."

Emperor Wen Yuan stood up and pressed his sleeve as well.

"Father-in-law Hu, give the emperor more snow cabbage, that dish can reduce the fire, the emperor is fatter than Miaomiao, and he also has to nourish his stomach."

"What is the difference between being like this and being old, only eating and sleeping, and pigs?"

"By the way, does the imperial brother know about Yukina?"

Emperor Wen Yuan seems to have forgotten to tell the emperor about this.

"This snow cabbage was planted by Prince Shuo and Princess Shuo at the same time, it can produce thousands of catties at dusk, it can be planted twice a year, and it can grow in winter.

"Brother Huang, this is a good thing, you can taste it deliciously."

And after he finished speaking, the emperor spurted out several mouthfuls of blood.

However, the current emperor is white and fat, and this blood is naturally enough tight, not to mention that he vomits so many mouthfuls, and then spits out more than a dozen mouthfuls, he is still full of blood and tight.

After Emperor Wenyuan brought the emperor back to life, he can now be described as having wind under his feet and a sober head.