Mo Ronglin went to Baguio Palace to beat Xu Guifei, and now that he has eaten and said something, he plans to leave, and he feels that he should comfort her a few more words, after all, he is going to take her uncle under the knife.

The old god sat there for a while, and when Concubine Xu saw that the tea was cold, she said, "Your Majesty, the concubine will change a cup of tea for the emperor again." ”

Murong Lin was in a fugue, a little absent-minded, and casually responded with a hello.

Soon, the new tea was sent and placed in front of Mo Ronglin, the fragrance was fragrant, he smelled it, and praised, "Good tea." ”

Xu Guifei smiled very dignifiedly, "This is the tea brought by the concubine from home, it is a high mountain tea, picked every spring and autumn, fried with young buds, brewed, if the emperor likes it, the concubine will be sent to the Chengde Hall tomorrow." ”

Murong Lin said with a smile, "No need, the concubine can keep it for herself, I have a lot of tea there, if the concubine is not enough here, I can send some to the concubine." ”

Concubine Xu Guifei hurriedly got up and thanked her, but she didn't sit down again, and looked at Murong Lin with affection, "Your Majesty, it's not too early, the concubine will accompany the emperor to finish this cup of tea, so let's rest." ”

Murong Lin was given goosebumps by her, and reached out to take a sip of tea to hide the uneasiness in his heart.

Xu Guifei was determined to keep the emperor today, she glanced at Jin Ling, and Jin Ling quietly retreated with people and closed the door.

Concubine Xu Guifei is arrogant by nature, but she also knows that in front of the emperor, her arrogance is useless, she has to lower her body to make the emperor happy. When she was in the house, the little aunt at home was very good at coaxing people, pinching her father's shoulders and being coquettish, and often coaxed her father into her house. She looked down on her aunt's approach, but now, she could only do that.

She pulled out the wick with small silver scissors, and when she put it back, she went around behind the emperor, and gently put her hands on the emperor's shoulders, wanting to massage him and relax.

Murong Lin wanted to avoid it, but he felt that he should challenge it, maybe he could get through it this time.

It's just that as soon as the hands came up, his stomach began to churn, the hands hanging on both sides clenched into fists, and the green tendons on the back of his hands exploded, and finally he couldn't stand it, "Wow" spit out, and said with difficulty, "What did you give me ...... food?"

Xu Guifei was half frightened to death, and hurriedly shouted, "Come on, come on, the emperor vomited!" ”

While Murong Lin vomited, he didn't forget to scold her, "Shut up!" ”

Knowing that the emperor and the concubine were alone in the house, Wang Changliang and Sixi outside were highly nervous, and when they heard the shout, they immediately rushed in, and Jin Ling also wanted to follow up, Ning Qiqi rushed over like lightning and stopped her, her eyes were colder than ice, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to move against the wall.

Wang Changliang and Sixi helped the emperor out and hurriedly went to the Chengde Palace. Xu Guifei chased to the door, looking at the dragon chariot who was gradually moving away in the dark night, she wanted to cry without tears, why was it so unsmooth every time......

She leaned against the door and heard Jin Ling ask her softly, "Niangniang, what's wrong with the emperor?" ”

Concubine Xu came back to her senses and remembered the emperor's words: What did you give me?

Her face changed greatly, her legs were weak, and her body was about to slide down, but she was hugged by Jin Ling, and exclaimed, "Niangniang, what's wrong with you?" ”

Xu Guifei was a little dispossessed, and asked Jin Ling, "What about the dishes that were sprinkled?" ”

"In the kitchen."

"Don't let anyone move, put it there, this palace, this palace will go in person and inspect it." As she spoke, she took Jin Ling's arm and walked to the kitchen.

The long silver needle probed into the dishes, and checked the dishes one by one, and there was no problem, Xu Guifei breathed a sigh of relief and instructed the people below, "These dishes will be put aside first, and someone may come to check them when you turn around." ”

The minions were all frightened, they didn't know what was going on, and seeing that the concubine's expression was different, they thought that the emperor had left in a hurry just now, and their hearts became more and more uneasy.

On the way back to the Chengde Palace, Murong Lin instructed Sixi, "Go and ask the imperial doctor to come." ”

Sixi asked, "Is Doctor Lu coming over?" ”

Murong Lin thought for a while, "No, just call a doctor." ”

Sixi understood what he meant, and ran to the Tai Hospital.

The doctor surnamed Liu who was called, didn't know that he was seeing a doctor for the emperor, the emperor had a headache and brain fever on weekdays, it was all a matter of medical integrity, and they were the little minions at most, so when he came to the emperor, he was a little confused, stepped forward and saluted, and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, where are you uncomfortable?" ”

Murong Lin's face still looks a little bad, that kind of uncomfortable, he can't describe it, fortunately, he is clever, it is inferred that he has eaten a bad stomach, since he has eaten a bad stomach, if he doesn't find a doctor to take a look, it will make people suspicious, so he asked Sixi to find a little doctor, so he was confused.

He spoke weakly, "My stomach is a little uncomfortable, maybe I have eaten miscellaneous things, you can prescribe some medicine." ”

Liu Yicheng said yes, opened the medicine box and rummaged through it, found a small bottle, poured out three black pills from it, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, this is a medicine for the stomach, and swallow it with water, if you are not feeling well at night, call the ministers over." ”

Murong Lin sat silently, and Wang Changliang said, "Thank you doctor, please go back first, and the slave will serve the emperor to take medicine." "Also called Sixi," send the doctor back. ”

Liu Yicheng was frightened, and said again and again that he didn't dare to be, the people in front of the emperor, all of them were thicker than him, how dare they dare to send their father-in-law to each other, they didn't dare to stay longer, and hurriedly went out of the palace with the medicine box on their backs. Outside, as soon as the cold wind blew, he came to his senses and suddenly slapped himself in the face.

When the emperor sees the disease, he has to keep a detailed record, where he ate what he ate, whether it was a stomachache, a stomachache, or a stomach ache? How does it hurt, does the needle prick hurt, or does it hurt? How long does it last, does it hurt all the time, or does it hurt for a while? They all had to be recorded clearly, but as for him, not only did he not ask anything, but he didn't even probe the emperor's pulse, so he gave medicine, and he was given the usual gastrointestinal medicine, which usually the palace maids and eunuchs usually had stomach aches and ......\0

He stood on the side of the road in shock, just hoping that a lightning bolt would come down from the sky and kill him.

In the Chengde Palace, Murong Lin lost his temper, smashed the medicine bottle, smashed the teacup, and smashed a blue and white porcelain vase.

He has developed a secretive personality when he was a child, and rarely loses his temper like this, but tonight's events made him feel powerless, obviously he has done so much, and he has worked hard for so long, but he has no results at all, as a king, this feeling of uncontrollability is really terrible.

Now there are only five women in the palace, he can still find all kinds of excuses to make excuses, three years later, the draft will welcome a large group of women, at that time, what should he do, how to block the secluded mouth of the world?

He was not interested in the affairs of men and women, but as an emperor, he had to have children, and someone had to inherit the throne in a hundred years, and he buried his face in the palm of his hand, and his heart swelled with discouragement and despair that he had never felt before.

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