This princess is inappropriate

Chapter 385 Long Live My Emperor
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand to caress her cheek, then turned and walked into the secret room.

In the secret room, all kinds of precious medicinal materials are neatly placed, and beside it is a hilly pile of medicinal residues, which is only the dosage of a bowl of medicine.

Jingyue bowed to Tengxiao in the North Palace, and said: "Your Highness, the medicinal materials used for the empress are precious, time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the expenditure of the Prince's Mansion is also increasing sharply every day. I'm afraid it will make the emperor suspicious."

Beigong Tengxiao picked up a few medicinal herbs, and said in a low voice, "No matter how suspicious you are, you can't leak the news. The Prince's Mansion is strictly guarded, and not a single fly can fly out."

"Yes."

"Recently prepare more medical books, I will personally diagnose and treat the princess."

Jingyue raised her head and said, "Your Highness, even Imperial Doctor Wen can't help..."

Thinking of the wound on Chu Jiaoli's arm, Beigong Tengxiao's heart ached like ten thousand needles. He clenched his fist tightly and said, "Her illness can't last a day."

When Yinshi was approaching, the sky was about to dawn, and insects were singing faintly. Before the book table, Beigong Tengxiao was still holding a lamp and candles at night, reading complicated medical books one after another, but there was never any record of recalling the young flowers.

There was a slight weeping sound from the bed, but Beigong Tengxiao was startled immediately. He got up, quickly opened the curtain and walked into the back room, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at Chu Jiaoli who had already fallen asleep. Waking up, rubbing his eyes with one hand and crying.

Beigong Tengxiao held her cool little hand with both hands, and said, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Chu Jiaoli put down her hand rubbing her eyes, blinked her tear-stained eyelashes, and looked at him with a bewildered and ignorant expression.

Looking at her expression, Beigong Tengxiao knew that her consciousness was not clear, he raised his hand and gently stroked her head, his voice was soft: "Do you still remember Ben Gong?"

Chu Jiaoli bit her lip and nodded.

Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao raised his eyebrows lightly, a little surprised, but he was in a much happier mood. He carefully picked her up, hugged her in his arms, bowed his head and kissed the top of her head lovingly, and said tenderly : "What are you crying for? Who bullied you?"

Chu Jiaoli raised her left arm to his eyes, like a child seeking comfort from an adult, her eyes full of grievances: "It hurts..."

Seeing her injured arm, Beigong Tengxiao's heart ached as if being pinched again. He hugged her even tighter and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Seeing his arms tightly hugged, Chu Jiaoli frowned again, subconsciously trying to escape.

Sensing her fear, Beigong Tengxiao thought that she didn't like his touch, and couldn't help feeling a little cold in his heart, and slowly let go of his strength.

She stared at her left arm, remained silent for a while, and said, "You...are you injured too?"

Beigong Tengxiao looked at her arms hidden under the wide sleeves, but did not see the marks of bandages wrapped around her. How could she remember what happened during the day in her current state?
He just smiled gently, covered his sleeves tighter, and said: "Fool, how could I be injured?"

Chu Jiaoli's eyes were red again, she stared blankly at his arm, and said, "I know...you cut yourself with a dagger, there was a lot of blood...the injury was so serious, woo..."

Before she finished speaking, she had already burst into tears, Beigong Tengxiao closed her eyes and closed her eyes, and said in a loving tone: "It doesn't hurt anymore, I don't hurt anymore."

Chu Jiaoli leaned in his arms, cried for a long time, and then slowly fell asleep.

It seems that today's incident, she still received a lot of stimulation, and he didn't intend to stimulate her, but if she didn't give her a little punishment, she would definitely not remember the lesson.

Beigong Tengxiao put her back on the bed, tucked in the quilt, gently wiped away the tears falling from the corners of her eyes with his fingers, and said softly: "Li'er, what exactly do you want me to do..."

In the next few days, Chu Jiaoli remembered Beigong Tengxiao in her own way as she wished. Even though she didn't remember anything, she could clearly remember his name, his appearance, and the wound on his arm. injury.

She relied on him, cared about him, and was inseparable from him just like in the past.

One morning, Beigong Tengxiao was awakened by Chu Jiaoli's cries again. She clutched his arm and wept as usual, and he coaxed her as usual. The bandage was removed, because the good medicine was used, the wound had scabbed off, and the scar was also faint.

Beigong Tengxiao raised his arms and said, "I'm all right, can I stop crying?"

Chu Jiaoli sniffed, seeing that his arm had no wound, and finally smiled with satisfaction, threw herself into his arms, and rubbed affectionately.

The Imperial Palace, the Hall of Pure Heart.

Bei Gonglie, who was still alive, was in a daze every day, and he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had not been in the morning court or asked about political affairs.

In recent days, the feeling of suffocation has become more and more frequent, and everyone in the palace understands that his time is approaching.

Wen Liangren also came with the medicine as usual, sat on the side of his bed, retreated the servants, and said to the pale Bei Gonglie: "Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine."

Bei Gonglie's pupils constricted suddenly, and a strong sense of suffocation swept over again. He gasped desperately, and said in a weak voice: "Wen... Doctor Wen..."

Wen Liangren showed a faint smile, lowered his head and fiddled with the medicinal soup, and said: "Doctor Wen will not come today, he asked his concubine to send a message to the emperor, congratulating the emperor on his longevity."

Bei Gonglie's health is not getting better, and it is getting worse and worse. He can naturally vaguely detect that the siblings have evil intentions, and his voice is withered like dead wood: "What... mean..."

He wanted to say something more, but was stuffed with a mouthful of soup, and couldn't help but coughed a few times.

Wen Liangren's smile is as gentle as ever, that just right gentleness, how ghostly it has become now: "This is all thanks to the good medicine that Sister Huangfei brought to the emperor, and today, the emperor It's been half a month, and soon, the emperor will be relieved."

Bei Gonglie heard Donggong Qinghuang and stared at her in disbelief, Wen Liangren and Donggong Qinghuang actually got mixed up? !Donggong Qinghuang...could it be...that kiss!

Wen Liangren poured down the decoction one mouthful at a time, and he was powerless to resist when his acupoints were tapped.

"Your Majesty, do you want to hear the little secret of Concubine Huang?" Wen Liangren chuckled and said, "The concubine and concubine Huang have a good relationship. Concubine Tuochen came to tell you that the child in her womb belongs to another man, and your dragon species has been killed by her long ago."

Bei Gonglie was shocked suddenly, coughed a few times, spit out the medicine, stared at her viciously, opened and closed his mouth, but was unable to utter a single word.

"Ding." Wen Liangren let go of his hand, the ceramic spoon fell into the bowl that was about to bottom out, his beautiful eyes looked at him with deep meaning, his voice was as soft as ever, and said: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live .”

Bei Gonglie Bei Gonglie raised his hand tremblingly, wanting to point at her, but before he could focus, he hung down powerlessly and completely died.

(End of this chapter)