Chapter 829
Before Murong Jie turned to go out, he asked: "Lao Ba has been escorted back to Beijing. Look..."
"Don't worry about him. Someone will take care of him." The Empress Dowager spoke lightly.
For Lao Ba, she was even more disappointed.
Murong Jie's eyes flashed, "is it true that the Regent has come back?"
The Empress Dowager smiles, "who knows? I don't know him well
Murong Jie chuckled, "Hmm!"
Then he backed out.
Xiwei palace.
The emperor's bedroom was deserted. Only a few palace people were sent by the Empress Dowager to wait on him. Duke Lu was still waiting on the emperor's bed.
Murong Jie came, Mei Guifei just served him to finish the medicine.
"Lady." Murong Jie looked at some haggard Mei Guifei, "I haven't congratulated you."
"Thank you, Lord." When Mei Guifei saw him coming, her eyes were a little happy, but her words didn't show it. The emperor was not asleep, and she could hear her words, but she was happy.
"Can you go out for a while? I have something to say with the emperor. "
"Good!" Mei Guifei looked back at Lu Gonggong, "Gonggong, go out, too."
Duke Lu looked at the emperor with a little uneasiness. The emperor's eyes were closed. If he didn't breathe a little fast, and there was an obvious wheezing sound in his throat, people would think he was asleep.
"Lord, the emperor is weak and needs a rest. Please don't talk too long." Mr. Lu whispered.
"Well, go ahead." Murong Jieyang raised his hand.
Mei Guifei took Lu Gonggong and two maids to go out. The glass curtain fell and her voice was clear and sweet. However, it didn't make people feel happy.
Murong Jie went over and stood in front of the bed.
The erythema on his face was very obvious, especially on both sides of his nose, the bridge of his nose was slightly black, like a color changing butterfly sticking to his face.
After all, he opened his eyes, puffy eyelids did not weaken the sharpness of his vision, as if two steel knives in general, trying to scrape the indifference off Murong Jie's face.
The wheezing in his throat was more severe, and he said, "back?"
There seems to be phlegm in his throat. His voice is vague.
"Well!" Murong Jie said that there was no expression on his face except indifference.
The emperor took a breath. His windpipe sounded like a bellows. He tried to stop coughing. His face became more and more red. There was almost no whiteness around his eyes. All of them were scarlet.
Finally, he coughed, which was earth shaking and could hardly stop.
Cough made his body tremble. He held the quilt tightly with both hands. His fingernails were embroidered with brocade. A broken red thread was hidden in his fingernails. If he didn't look carefully, he would think he was stained with blood.
Murong Jie quietly watched him cough, uncomfortable, not moved.
After life and death, Zian almost died in the hands of King nanhuai. If there is any brotherhood, he is stupid.
The emperor vomited blood. He couldn't support himself. The blood came down from the corner of his mouth, passed his cheek, and all the way to the silk embroidered pillow, smelling fishy.
After spitting blood, he collapsed upright, gasping, forehead full of sweat, as if after a life and death.
Murong Jie just sat down and took the towel beside the bed to wipe the blood on his mouth and cheek.
"Go away, don't be so kind." The Emperor gave a low roar, but the ending was stuck in his throat, as if a cough was about to start again. He quickly held it back.
Murong Jie pinched his chin and wiped the bloodstain on his face. "The emperor is sick. He should share the emperor's worries."
"What do you want to say?" The emperor was shocked.
"I'm still the Regent. Since the emperor is seriously ill and can't manage the government, I should assume the responsibility of regent and supervise the country for the emperor. Just as now, the emperor has no ability to take care of himself, so I should take care of him when he is here."
His last sentence, the ending is long, the corners of his mouth evoke a indifferent smile, eyes like Gujing, not a trace of emotion.
The emperor raised his head and clenched his fists. The muscles on his face trembled and his eyes burst out with hatred. "You are a wolf."
Murong Jie laughed and looked directly at him, "there is no such thing as this. You have forced him to do so. Since the Regent has the right to increase the taxes of the people without consulting the cabinet, it can be seen that his authority is the same as that of the emperor. He must live up to the emperor's expectations and govern the Zhou Dynasty with his heart."
"You Murong Jie, do you really think I can't help you? " The emperor coughed and held back, his face red and black.
"How come," Murong Jie stood up, stepped back and bowed, "I'll wait, I'll leave!"
If you wait, you will declare war directly.
Murong Jie turned and strode away.
Duke Lu rushed in and exclaimed, "emperor, Emperor Come on, pass on the imperial doctor
Murong Jie out of the hall, meiguifei quickly step forward, "Lord, please stay."Murong Jie stops and looks at Mei Guifei.
"Prince," Princess Mei lowered her voice and stepped forward. "The Emperor sees that the days are numbered. Can he go safely?"
Murong Jie pick eyebrows, some don't know the meaning of Mei Guifei.
Mei Guifei's face was a little embarrassed, "this, the palace has no other meaning, that is, I can't bear to see him every day."
Murong Jie's voice is cold, "your concubine, some words, or rotten in the stomach, what are you anxious about?" Princess Mei was stunned, and immediately realized that Murong Jie had misunderstood her meaning. Her eyes suddenly turned red. "Don't misunderstand me, my Lord. My palace doesn't mean what you think. I just feel that the Empress Dowager doesn't want to save the emperor. The imperial doctor can't do anything about it. I heard what you said just now. After all, time is running out. Just do what you want, just don't tell me Tell him, and don't irritate him. "
Murong Jie didn't expect that Princess Mei would pity the emperor like this. Among the many concubines who had children, Princess Mei was the least favored. It's really rare that she didn't bear resentment in the harem days when she was neglected.
Murong Jie's tone softened a little, "you just supervise the prince's schoolwork, and don't care about the rest."
"The palace will do it. Don't worry about it." Mei Guifei was busy.
Zi an waited for more than an hour in the side hall, during which he drank a bowl of soup specially prepared for her by aunt a she. After drinking it, the whole person was in a daze. After sleeping on the couch of the side hall for half an hour, he woke up in a state of great spirit.
Aunt a she told her that this is the precious medicinal material hidden by the Empress Dowager. After drinking it, pregnant women will no longer have vomiting. They will be able to build up their physique and have children in the future.
Zian knew that the rate of dystocia was very high in this era, and she could lose her life at any time when she gave birth to a child. Therefore, she asked aunt Ashe curiously, "is there anything else?"
"Greed, no more." Aunt Ashe, with a straight face, still gave her a small white porcelain vase. "This medicine is very precious when you put it away. It's a thousand year old ginseng. If a woman has dystocia, she only needs to take one pill to have a baby."
Zian quickly hid. Thank you very much. Just when Murong Jie came back, they said goodbye to aunt a she and went out of the palace hand in hand.
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"Don't worry about him. Someone will take care of him." The Empress Dowager spoke lightly.
For Lao Ba, she was even more disappointed.
Murong Jie's eyes flashed, "is it true that the Regent has come back?"
The Empress Dowager smiles, "who knows? I don't know him well
Murong Jie chuckled, "Hmm!"
Then he backed out.
Xiwei palace.
The emperor's bedroom was deserted. Only a few palace people were sent by the Empress Dowager to wait on him. Duke Lu was still waiting on the emperor's bed.
Murong Jie came, Mei Guifei just served him to finish the medicine.
"Lady." Murong Jie looked at some haggard Mei Guifei, "I haven't congratulated you."
"Thank you, Lord." When Mei Guifei saw him coming, her eyes were a little happy, but her words didn't show it. The emperor was not asleep, and she could hear her words, but she was happy.
"Can you go out for a while? I have something to say with the emperor. "
"Good!" Mei Guifei looked back at Lu Gonggong, "Gonggong, go out, too."
Duke Lu looked at the emperor with a little uneasiness. The emperor's eyes were closed. If he didn't breathe a little fast, and there was an obvious wheezing sound in his throat, people would think he was asleep.
"Lord, the emperor is weak and needs a rest. Please don't talk too long." Mr. Lu whispered.
"Well, go ahead." Murong Jieyang raised his hand.
Mei Guifei took Lu Gonggong and two maids to go out. The glass curtain fell and her voice was clear and sweet. However, it didn't make people feel happy.
Murong Jie went over and stood in front of the bed.
The erythema on his face was very obvious, especially on both sides of his nose, the bridge of his nose was slightly black, like a color changing butterfly sticking to his face.
After all, he opened his eyes, puffy eyelids did not weaken the sharpness of his vision, as if two steel knives in general, trying to scrape the indifference off Murong Jie's face.
The wheezing in his throat was more severe, and he said, "back?"
There seems to be phlegm in his throat. His voice is vague.
"Well!" Murong Jie said that there was no expression on his face except indifference.
The emperor took a breath. His windpipe sounded like a bellows. He tried to stop coughing. His face became more and more red. There was almost no whiteness around his eyes. All of them were scarlet.
Finally, he coughed, which was earth shaking and could hardly stop.
Cough made his body tremble. He held the quilt tightly with both hands. His fingernails were embroidered with brocade. A broken red thread was hidden in his fingernails. If he didn't look carefully, he would think he was stained with blood.
Murong Jie quietly watched him cough, uncomfortable, not moved.
After life and death, Zian almost died in the hands of King nanhuai. If there is any brotherhood, he is stupid.
The emperor vomited blood. He couldn't support himself. The blood came down from the corner of his mouth, passed his cheek, and all the way to the silk embroidered pillow, smelling fishy.
After spitting blood, he collapsed upright, gasping, forehead full of sweat, as if after a life and death.
Murong Jie just sat down and took the towel beside the bed to wipe the blood on his mouth and cheek.
"Go away, don't be so kind." The Emperor gave a low roar, but the ending was stuck in his throat, as if a cough was about to start again. He quickly held it back.
Murong Jie pinched his chin and wiped the bloodstain on his face. "The emperor is sick. He should share the emperor's worries."
"What do you want to say?" The emperor was shocked.
"I'm still the Regent. Since the emperor is seriously ill and can't manage the government, I should assume the responsibility of regent and supervise the country for the emperor. Just as now, the emperor has no ability to take care of himself, so I should take care of him when he is here."
His last sentence, the ending is long, the corners of his mouth evoke a indifferent smile, eyes like Gujing, not a trace of emotion.
The emperor raised his head and clenched his fists. The muscles on his face trembled and his eyes burst out with hatred. "You are a wolf."
Murong Jie laughed and looked directly at him, "there is no such thing as this. You have forced him to do so. Since the Regent has the right to increase the taxes of the people without consulting the cabinet, it can be seen that his authority is the same as that of the emperor. He must live up to the emperor's expectations and govern the Zhou Dynasty with his heart."
"You Murong Jie, do you really think I can't help you? " The emperor coughed and held back, his face red and black.
"How come," Murong Jie stood up, stepped back and bowed, "I'll wait, I'll leave!"
If you wait, you will declare war directly.
Murong Jie turned and strode away.
Duke Lu rushed in and exclaimed, "emperor, Emperor Come on, pass on the imperial doctor
Murong Jie out of the hall, meiguifei quickly step forward, "Lord, please stay."Murong Jie stops and looks at Mei Guifei.
"Prince," Princess Mei lowered her voice and stepped forward. "The Emperor sees that the days are numbered. Can he go safely?"
Murong Jie pick eyebrows, some don't know the meaning of Mei Guifei.
Mei Guifei's face was a little embarrassed, "this, the palace has no other meaning, that is, I can't bear to see him every day."
Murong Jie's voice is cold, "your concubine, some words, or rotten in the stomach, what are you anxious about?" Princess Mei was stunned, and immediately realized that Murong Jie had misunderstood her meaning. Her eyes suddenly turned red. "Don't misunderstand me, my Lord. My palace doesn't mean what you think. I just feel that the Empress Dowager doesn't want to save the emperor. The imperial doctor can't do anything about it. I heard what you said just now. After all, time is running out. Just do what you want, just don't tell me Tell him, and don't irritate him. "
Murong Jie didn't expect that Princess Mei would pity the emperor like this. Among the many concubines who had children, Princess Mei was the least favored. It's really rare that she didn't bear resentment in the harem days when she was neglected.
Murong Jie's tone softened a little, "you just supervise the prince's schoolwork, and don't care about the rest."
"The palace will do it. Don't worry about it." Mei Guifei was busy.
Zi an waited for more than an hour in the side hall, during which he drank a bowl of soup specially prepared for her by aunt a she. After drinking it, the whole person was in a daze. After sleeping on the couch of the side hall for half an hour, he woke up in a state of great spirit.
Aunt a she told her that this is the precious medicinal material hidden by the Empress Dowager. After drinking it, pregnant women will no longer have vomiting. They will be able to build up their physique and have children in the future.
Zian knew that the rate of dystocia was very high in this era, and she could lose her life at any time when she gave birth to a child. Therefore, she asked aunt Ashe curiously, "is there anything else?"
"Greed, no more." Aunt Ashe, with a straight face, still gave her a small white porcelain vase. "This medicine is very precious when you put it away. It's a thousand year old ginseng. If a woman has dystocia, she only needs to take one pill to have a baby."
Zian quickly hid. Thank you very much. Just when Murong Jie came back, they said goodbye to aunt a she and went out of the palace hand in hand.
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