Chapter 170 Your Majesty, Please Give Me a Bite Too
Huangfu Chengyu lowered his head, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes when he felt the flower in his mouth.
He looked up.
Meeting Jian Yue's anxious and worried eyes, Jian Yue said, "What's going on?"
Huangfu Chengyu asked: "You found two flowers?"
Jian Yue replied: "No."
Huangfu Chengyu's voice was particularly low as he endured the pain. He asked, "Then give me the flower?"
Jian Yue was stunned. Damn it! He had forgotten about this! He was just thinking about the hero not dying and forgot about this! As a worker, he actually forgot about the important matter of making a living! It turns out that beauty can lead people astray! No, he was mainly afraid that the clues to the Xue family would be lost! Your Majesty, can you spit out the flowers and give them back to me?
A moment.
Jian Yue's mind was in a state of confusion.
As a professional worker, I have already reached this situation, so I have to grit my teeth and continue with my work.
Jian Yue said: "I was poisoned myself, so I know the pain after being poisoned. Your Majesty, your dragon body is the foundation of the country. If your body is not well, the whole country will not be at peace. What is the life of a slave worth!"
Huangfu Chengyu wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. He should have been in great pain, but at this moment he looked at Jian Yue with a smile in his eyes. He slowly said, "Really?"
Jian Yue hurriedly asked, "How about, Your Majesty, can you give me a bite too?"
Huangfu Chengyu: "..."
Their eyes met, and for some reason, Jian Yue felt as if he saw a hint of speechlessness on the face of this moody emperor.
The audience in the live broadcast room also had fun:
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"Anchor you?"
"Hahahaha, you look so handsome when you give the flowers, but you look so embarrassed when you want to share a bite."
"How can this obviously touching master-servant relationship be so funny?"
Jian Yue looked at Huangfu Chengyu's face and choked up. He quickly said weakly, "If it really doesn't work, you can leave one bite for me."
Huangfu Chengyu slowly swallowed the flower in front of Jian Yue.
Jian Yue's face was on the side. Ahhhhh! He was just talking, why did he really want him to sacrifice his life? Is it too late to go over and take a bite now? !
When Huangfu Chengyu looked up, he met Jian Yue's resentful eyes and complicated expression on his face. He was obviously very excited, but he dared not say anything. He suddenly thought of a puppy in the palace before. It was a very obedient puppy that the wet nurse brought to him to entertain him. The puppy was very loyal and clingy to him. If it couldn't eat what it wanted, it would look at him with such eyes.
Until the puppy died.
Died in the flower bed outside the palace.
The nurse said, "The imperial concubine had just become pregnant and was very afraid of dogs, so she had someone beat her to death."
Huangfu Chengyu said nothing and went back with his blood-stained puppy in his arms. After that, he never saw that kind of look again, and he never would. He no longer kept any pets, but today, he saw that kind of look again.
Jian Yue stuttered as he spoke. He said, "Your Majesty, if I, if the poison takes effect, when will it take effect on me?"
Huangfu Chengyu retracted his gaze and said, "The poison has already taken effect."
Jian Yue: "Oh...ah?!"
Huangfu Chengyu slowly sat back on the couch. There was a cold feeling on the handsome profile of the man. When he looked at people, there was a cold indifference. When he looked at Jian Yue, he said, "Your poison has already taken effect, so it won't take effect again."
Jian Yue was stunned for a moment, then expressed his guess: "Then I won't die?"
Huangfu Chengyu said calmly: "Who said you were going to die?"
Jian Yue: “…”
It seems! No!
"But, didn't I drink your blood, Your Majesty? Didn't I also get poisoned?" Jian Yue tried hard to get his IQ back online.
Huangfu Chengyu sneered and said, "Do you think the poison in my body is something that can be obtained at a roadside stall? If I can be cursed so easily, then Tianfa must be very busy."
Jian Yue understood, so even though he was poisoned, the poison was completely different from the emperor's!
"You said during the day that you needed this flower to detoxify, and I thought you were poisoned by the same poison as Your Majesty." Jian Yue said.
Huangfu Chengyu said: "Oh, this is your own understanding, I never said it."
Jian Yue: “…”
Is there any law left?
Oh, the person in front of me seems to be the law.
Evil feudalism!!
After Jian Yue complained in his heart, his heart slowly settled down. After all, sometimes caring too much might not be a good thing. At least now he knew that he would not die.
But Your Majesty, aren't you deceiving and scaring me?
After Jian Yue reacted, he looked at Huangfu Chengyu with a look mixed with some resentment.
Huangfu Chengyu seemed to know exactly what he was thinking. He said slowly, "What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied with me, Lady Liu?"
As soon as this title came out, Jian Yue froze.
If we have to strictly rank them, it seems that I was the one who deceived him first, and I did not get his consent to draw blood. What this means is, you think I deceived you, but who deceived me first?
Jian Yue really felt guilty. The anger that had just risen up was extinguished. He thought that this person was really vindictive. He coughed lightly and said, "No, I definitely didn't do that. Your Majesty, you must have a reason for doing this!"
Huangfu Chengyu curled the corners of his mouth but said nothing.
Jian Yue: “…”
So there is no reason, just revenge, right?
The two looked at each other for a while, and soon a voice came from outside: "Your Majesty has woken up, the Imperial Hospital is here to see you."
Huangfu Chengyu retracted his gaze and said slowly, "Come in."
Jian Yue saw a group of people coming in one after another outside. There were not many of them, but each person had a different division of labor. The imperial physician walked respectfully to the curtain, and when passing by, he looked at Jian Yue a few more times, probably because Jian Yue was a stranger.
The imperial physician bowed to the emperor and said, "I am here to take your pulse, Your Majesty."
The emperor nodded lightly.
The imperial physician placed his hand on the emperor's wrist. Jian Yue did not miss the look of surprise that flashed across his face, as if something unexpected had happened.
really.
After the imperial physician withdrew his hand, he said, "Your Majesty's illness has been alleviated. It seems that the prescription I prescribed before is still effective. I will go back and change the prescription. I'm sure the Empress Dowager will be very happy when she knows about it."
The emperor asked, "How is your mother these days?"
The imperial physician bowed his head and replied, "After your majesty fell ill, your majesty prayed for your majesty day and night and could not sleep at night."
The emperor's lips curled up, but there was no warmth in his eyes. He said, "Thank you for your hard work, mother. When I recover, I will definitely thank you in person."
The imperial physician seemed not to hear the sarcasm behind his words: "Your Majesty and the Queen Mother have a deep mother-son relationship, which really makes us admire you."
The emperor waved his hand: "Go down."
Imperial Physician: “Yes.”
He turned and walked outside. Butler Zhao, who followed behind him, was filled with shock. He couldn't understand why the emperor suddenly got better!
Jian Yue noticed the expression on Manager Zhao's face. Manager Zhao also looked at Jian Yue, and his eyes seemed to be filled with poison. Perhaps he guessed that Jian Yue might have done it, so he was very resentful.
The emperor's voice fell: "Zhao Guang."
Manager Zhao retracted his gaze and quickly bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty."
The emperor said calmly, "Have the memorials that have been piling up over the past two days been sorted out and delivered?"
Butler Zhao's whole body froze. They all thought that the emperor would not be able to recover so quickly, so they did not tidy up at all. Sure enough, when he was silent, the emperor's eyes fell on him. Just with this look, Butler Zhao's legs softened and he knelt down.
The emperor said calmly: "Thirty strokes of the cane. Go and receive the punishment yourself."
Chief Steward Zhao begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, please spare my life, Your Majesty, please spare my life, I know I was wrong..."
But the imperial guards had to carry out the order, and Manager Zhao had to be dragged away. Jian Yue was stunned when he saw this scene. Thirty lashes of the cane would have been enough to make a person lie in bed for many days in ancient times. Manager Zhao would probably be so angry that he would have to take many more lashes.
Just thinking about it.
The emperor looked over here.
Jian Yue came back to his senses and shuddered. He felt his butt hurt, and then he heard the emperor say, "What are you afraid of?"
"I am not afraid." Jian Yue said stiffly, "Chief Manager Zhao failed to serve us well. Your Majesty is merciful and spared his life."
The emperor chuckled and asked, "Do you think I am merciful?"
Jian Yue nodded.
The emperor reminded him slowly: "You are probably the only one in the world who feels this way."
Jian Yue thought, You are wrong, Your Majesty, I don’t think so, but I dare not tell the truth, because I know the current situation and I am afraid of getting hurt! !
The emperor said, "Come here."
Jian Yue was shocked. Why was he shouting at her again? Could it be that she had done something wrong again?
Just a moment of daze.
Huangfu Chengyu frowned, and the man slowly asked, "What are you standing there for?"
Jian Yue hurried forward. Huangfu Chengyu looked at him with a dark and deep gaze. The more Jian Yue was looked at by this gaze, the more panicked he became. He could only hold on for a few seconds. He said, "Your Majesty, what I just said was really the truth. Please spare my life and don't fight me. Now that Manager Zhao is gone, I can still serve you, right?"
Huangfu Chengyu was silent for a moment and then said, "Aren't you from the Clothing Bureau? I asked you to come over and change your clothes. What are you talking about?"
Jian Yue: “…”
Your Majesty, why didn't you say so earlier? !
But in fact, he really doesn't know how to change clothes.
To be honest, he had only just learned how to wear his own clothes in the past two days, let alone the dragon robe which was more complicated and cumbersome than his own clothes.
Huangfu Chengyu saw Jian Yue clumsily taking the dragon robe from the rack, and couldn't tell the difference between the outer and inner shirts. He didn't even follow the most basic rules of being a palace servant. In order to put on the clothes, he almost stuck to himself. His breath fell on Huangfu Chengyu's shoulder. His fair face seemed to be covered with a layer of soft jade under the candlelight, and there was a faint scent of green bamboo on his body, which made people feel particularly at ease.
"In which palace did you learn these rules?" the emperor suddenly asked.
Jian Yue was struggling with the emperor's clothes belt. He was stunned after hearing this and couldn't remember it. He asked, "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"
The emperor said, "It is merciful that he has not been dragged out and beaten to death for so long."
Jian Yue: “…”
How can you say such cold words with your 38-degree mouth!
The more nervous you are, the worse you will do.
Jian Yue simply begged for mercy, "I have never thought that I would be able to serve a noble like Your Majesty one day, so I will not change my clothes. I will go out and call someone in for you."
The emperor waved his hand and said, "No need, I will do it myself."
Jian Yue thought to himself, why didn’t you do it yourself from the beginning!
But he didn't dare.
The emperor dressed himself very quickly, and he didn't look like a sick patient at all. Jian Yue occasionally lent a hand beside him, which could be regarded as making up for his mistakes. He thought the emperor was somewhat dissatisfied with him, but the emperor said, "Come and grind ink for me."
Jian Yue: “…Yes.”
His technique of grinding ink was also very unfamiliar.
The emperor looked at him and said, "You haven't done this before?"
Jian Yue said honestly: "My family is poor, so I don't have this opportunity."
The emperor said calmly, "In that case, I will give you this set of writing brushes and ink as a reward. I will have the warehouse deliver it to you later."
Jian Yue was stunned. He didn't expect his boss to be so generous. He immediately lost all his resentment towards the emperor and said happily, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
A generous boss is great!
Jian Yue felt motivated to work. The ink looked very expensive, and was used by the emperor. Maybe it would be more useful to him than working for him for several years. Who said that the emperor was not good? This emperor was awesome!
After a while.
People came in one after another, probably because they heard that the emperor had woken up and came to inquire about the news.
Jian Yue heard someone outside shouting loudly: "The Imperial Master is here!"
The guards and servants outside knelt one after another. Jian Yue saw it all and thought that the imperial teacher's pomp was even comparable to that of the emperor, which was really unusual.
The Imperial Master changed his clothes this time. This time, he was wearing a white dress. Jian Yue looked at the dress and felt that it looked familiar. Why was it so similar to the one in his dream who invited him to dance? Or was it really the same person?
Just as he was thinking, the Imperial Master had already walked into the room. He didn't even kneel down to pay his respects, but just bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, I, Umanda, pay my respects to you."
The emperor was washing up, and he said without even turning his head, "Grandmaster, please don't be polite."
The Imperial Preceptor looked up, and Jian Yue saw his face clearly. The Imperial Preceptor was very old, with a head full of white hair, but his eyes were sharp. He met Jian Yue's eyes and then quickly looked away. He said slowly, "I heard that His Majesty punished Chief Steward Zhao."
The emperor said calmly, "General Manager Zhao can't even handle memorials and my internal affairs properly. Does the Imperial Master think I shouldn't be punished?"
The Imperial Master said, "Zhao Zongguan is also worried about your Majesty's health. He is actually loyal. Your Majesty should be more understanding and not punish him so severely."
"This is considered a heavy punishment." The emperor turned around, wearing a majestic yellow dragon robe, and stood by the window of the tent. He smiled lightly on his handsome face with a wicked look, and said provocatively: "The state teacher said that if I cut off his head, what would it be? A heavy reward?"
Imperial Master: “…”
Jian Yue thought to himself, how beautiful! I didn’t expect the emperor to have such a vicious tongue!
The Imperial Master said, "Your Majesty, as a monarch, should be more lenient. This will benefit Daqian and the people. I, an old minister, was entrusted by the late emperor to assist Your Majesty in the hope that Daqian can become stronger day by day! In the past few days, Your Majesty has been cursed by the Xue family, who is guilty of a crime, and I, an old minister, have been running around and dealing with them without any slackness!"
Huangfu Chengyu said: "The Imperial Master is so old, it doesn't matter if he slacks off a bit. After all, keeping in good health is beneficial to Daqian and the people, isn't it? Why don't I send the Imperial Master back to live out his days in peace?"
Every word that Huangfu Chengyu spoke would make the Imperial Master Hong Wen happy once.
The two people had a verbal battle.
Jian Yue discovered that the National Master was very dissatisfied with the Emperor, and the Emperor did not tolerate the National Master at all. The two were incompatible with each other, and the National Master seemed to have a lot of opinions about the Xue Family. It seemed that if one really wanted to find out the truth about the Xue Family, the National Master must be no simple person, and he would be a good source of intelligence!
Just wanted to listen to it again.
The Imperial Master said, "All of you step aside. Your Majesty and I need to discuss state affairs!"
I didn't expect him to be so cunning.
Jian Yue felt a little regretful, but he had no choice but to leave.
The system panel hasn't risen yet, which means he hasn't gotten some key information yet. Jian Yue walked out and saw Concubine Liu coming over. Not far away, Butler Zhao was being beaten. Butler Zhao was screaming in pain. Jian Yue felt the pain when he saw the board hitting his body. Butler Zhao had suffered a lot.
Concubine Liu whispered, "Why was he suddenly beaten?"
Jian Yue said: "Zhao Zongguan secretly hid the emperor's medicine. I always feel that the emperor knows about this. Beating him is just an excuse. In fact, he wants to use this to warn the imperial master and others."
Concubine Liu said with emotion: "The emperor is very thoughtful, no one can guess what he means, he is worthy of being the male protagonist."
Jian Yue said: "Aren't you also the heroine? You are also the special agent, the genius doctor and the imperial concubine."
Lady Liu: “…”
Please let me go!!!
Jian Yue didn't have much chance to stay here. After the emperor woke up, forces from all sides began to come and inquire, especially late at night. When it was time to change shifts, Eunuch Liu sent another group of people to take over and let Jian Yue go back.
Jian Yue was very tired after spending a whole day in the mountains, so he just went back.
Gao Fei and others were detained in the Clothing Bureau. They had been delivering clothes to people in various palaces for the past two days. Although they had found out a lot of information, they had never been in the presence of the emperor. Everyone was more or less excited when they saw Jian Yue coming back.
"Oh my god, you actually came back alive." Gao Fei said, "You don't know, when we saw Xiao Dezi coming back alone, we thought you were dead."
Jian Yue took a bowl of water and drank it, saying, "Thank you. I hope you guys can get more of mine."
Gao Fei and others just smiled.
It's always good to know that your companion is alive.
Jian Yue glanced at everyone and found that there was one person missing from the original room of five people. It was the thin guy who always teased him. So he asked casually, "Where's Xiao Liangzi?"
Gao Fei and the others looked at each other and were silent for a moment before he spoke first: "Xiao Liangzi stayed here for a few days and was too tired to bear it. He came to the mountains and tried to escape, but he was caught after running all night and was dealt with by the imperial guards."
After listening to this, Jian Yue was silent for a moment.
"Players will not survive if they try to escape without completing the mission." Gao Fei summarized, "And death in the dungeon means complete death. I think the system puts us together in the hope that we can unite and help each other..."
Everyone else nodded, excited and moved by the encouragement.
Only Jian Yue sat on the chair next to him and continued to drink water and eat steamed buns with pickles.
The audience in the live broadcast room were all happy:
"The Little Prince atmosphere terminator."
"Nothing in the world is more important than his eating."
"But these guys are indeed the masters who can enter special dungeons. They adapt to the environment much faster than ordinary people."
"Ordinary players are completely defeated in this kind of high-pressure dungeon, but these big guys gathered together to review the situation. This is the difference in psychological quality!"
"Who can be stronger than the little prince in terms of psychological quality?"
“Hahaha, he even dares to drink the emperor’s blood. What else does the emperor dare not touch? With this kind of perseverance, he will succeed in everything he does!”
Everyone was talking there.
After washing up, Jian Yue and the others were ready to rest. According to the instructions of the person who just came, they would officially go up the mountain tomorrow and go to the rooftop of the temple to pray. This mountain is very large and undulating, so it would be more tiring to climb it, so they must conserve their energy.
Then there was another sound coming from outside.
"Madame Liu is here!"
Everyone came to their senses.
Then she saw Madam Liu and others coming with water and portraits. She said, "The Imperial Master ordered that the ritual of exorcising evil spirits and bringing in blessings must be performed every night. This is for Daqian's future."
Everyone knelt down and said yes.
Then, in the silent dark night in the deep mountains, Nanny Liu hung the portrait on the wall of the tent, and then continued to chant incomprehensible spells and dance incomprehensible dance steps. No one else dared to raise their heads, but Jian Yue secretly took a look and felt that the dance steps seemed to be similar to the one performed by the man in white in his dream.
After Madam Liu finished, she said, "Go to bed early tonight, as we have to set off tomorrow."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
After Nanny Liu left, everyone looked at the portrait on the wall. It was still the portrait on the palace wall, but the characters in the portrait seemed clearer than before.
Gao Fei said: "I always feel that there is something wrong with this portrait."
"How about we take it down secretly?" someone suggested.
Everyone nodded.
Then someone brave enough took the painting down and put it in the box.
After putting the painting away, everyone fell asleep peacefully. However, not long after they closed their eyes, a person's soft cry was heard from inside the room. Everyone slowly woke up and saw the person who was screaming pointing at the wall in fear and saying, "It, it's back again!"
Everyone looked up and saw that the painting on the wall had really returned to its original position. No one knew how it had returned.
Gao Fei said, "Has anyone ever gotten up?"
Everyone shook their heads and denied that they had ever gotten up. The tent was covered tightly and no one was walking around in the house. However, the painting went back on its own. The room was quiet, and a silent weirdness spread in the air, giving people a silent sense of psychological oppression.
Some people's faces turned pale with fear.
In such silent silence, Jian Yue looked at the painting and the people in the painting. The figure in white seemed to be looking at him silently, with provocation.
Slowly.
In this despair, Jian Yue suddenly stood up and took out the pen, ink and paper that the emperor had given him tonight from the cabinet beside him. He said thoughtfully: "You say, if this painting will return to its position by itself as stipulated, if I draw a painting that is the same as this one and hang it in its original position, will the two paintings fight over the position?"
The words fell.
Taskers: “…”
The audience in the live broadcast room: “…”
painting:……?
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