I smashed the emperor's daughter

5 The First Drop of Blood
The sun is rising, and the dawn is dawning.

In a small room in Qianqing Palace, a rapid and crisp alarm sounded suddenly, waking Li Yuntang up from his sound sleep.

Half asleep and half awake, he struggled to get out of the warm quilt, tried to open his sleepy eyes, and looked at the noisy clock.

There are neither Arabic numerals nor Roman numerals on this clock. Instead, there are twelve earthly branches. The hour hand of the clock is in the middle between the characters si and wu, and the minute hand falls on the character wu impartially.

Li Yuntang, who was already drowsy, was stunned for a long while before he managed to read the time as 05:30, and then shivered; he couldn't sleep anymore, it was time to get up and prepare to serve the little emperor to dress and wash.

It turned out that when the little emperor ascended the throne, in order to prevent her real body from being peeped, she issued an imperial decree: after she fell asleep, no palace servants in the Qianqing Palace were allowed to stay.

But after the window paper was punctured yesterday, the little emperor made the best use of it, and specially ordered Li Yuntang to accompany him in the palace and take care of everything.

Thinking of this, he lamented the injustice of fate.

Why did others travel to the Dashun Dynasty, which also restored the Han family, and started as the son of the prince of the country; when he was a eunuch, his work intensity was much higher than before time travel, not to mention, he woke up earlier than when he was a social animal!

Where does this make sense?
No matter how much you think about it, it will only increase your troubles. Li Yuntang sighed softly, grabbed the three mountain caps on the side and covered them on his head indiscriminately. After simply dressing and washing, he went to look for the little emperor.

The reason why it is called searching is because there are nine warm pavilions in the Qianqing Palace today, and the place where the emperor lives is not fixed every day. Looking for her in one warm pavilion every morning is like opening a blind box for later generations.

With a sound of "squeak", Li Yuntang pushed open the door of the pavilion and saw that there was no one inside, and sighed helplessly; this was the fifth warm pavilion, and he still couldn't find the place where the little emperor slept; it was like this every day, his There is a lot of complaints in my heart.

He heard from several maids who liked to surround him all day long that so many warm pavilions were built to prevent assassins, but Li Yuntang didn't think so.

If the assassins have all arrived at the Qianqing Palace, wouldn’t it be equivalent to Constantinople in 1453?

Not to mention defending against assassins, even the slaves in the palace couldn't defend against them. Otherwise, how could the former Emperor Jiajing be strangled to death by angry maids in Qianqing Palace?
"Li-Yun-Tang..."

A vague call sounded next to his ear, which made Li Yuntang stop his slander, and turned to look sideways at the Nuan Pavilion next door—the voice came from there.

After closing the door of the pavilion in front of him, he rushed to the next door without stopping, pushed open the wooden door again, and finally saw a human silhouette lying on the bedding.

Before he could open his mouth to say hello, there was already a roar from the other end:
"I've been calling for so long, why did you come here!"

Li Yuntang was naturally even more unhappy at being called out this way, but he didn't dare to speak back, so he could only secretly swear in his heart that he would definitely torment the queen severely if he had the opportunity in the future.

Husbands and wives pay their debts, it's only right and proper!

While thinking about it, Li Yuntang was already familiar with holding the lamp, and then walked to the wooden frame beside the curtain of the bed, wanting to take off the red and black swallow uniform hanging on it.

"I called you here, but I didn't, I called you, I called you to serve and change clothes."

The little emperor seemed to be very weak. Not only did he speak in a very low voice, he even paused three times before finishing a short sentence.

Li Yuntang stopped taking clothes, and looked at Li Yu through the flickering lights, only to find that the little emperor's face was pale and his lips were pale, as if he was seriously ill.

Complaints are nothing but complaints, thinking that the little emperor treated him well since time travel, Li Yuntang quickened his pace, and in the blink of an eye, he had already bent over the imperial couch.

He put his hand on the emperor's forehead, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with the emperor?"

After feeling that her body temperature was normal, Li Yuntang said to himself again: "It's not hot, how could you be so sick all of a sudden?"

While thinking about it, his eyes kept wandering, and he inadvertently landed on the brocade quilt covering the little emperor's body; the place where the quilt covered his abdomen bulged slightly, as if Li Yu was covering it with his hands.

Li Yuntang immediately thought: Looking at the situation, is it the little emperor's one coming?No wonder he has become more irritable.

Besides, on Li Yu's side, after seeing that Li Yuntang's face did not seem to be pretending to be concerned, the nameless anger in her heart has gone a lot; How to keep people from getting angry?
"Li Yuntang, what are you looking at, hurry up and call the imperial doctor into the palace!"

After saying this, the little emperor took a breath with a "hiss", and his brows frowned into the word "Chuan", as if in extreme pain.

"Imperial doctor?" Hearing this, Li Yuntang was dumbfounded. He looked at the emperor in disbelief, "The emperor has come to Guishui, and dare to call the imperial doctor?"

"What Guishui? I call the imperial doctor for my abdominal pain. Is there any difference between dare and dare?" After speaking a long sentence in one breath, she slowed down a little before continuing: "It's you, I just suffer from a small illness. , so I won’t move you anymore?”

Could it be that I guessed wrong, or is it the first time this little emperor has come to
Li Yuntang couldn't make up his mind, so he asked tentatively: "Does the emperor feel nauseous, dizzy, weak, throbbing pain in the abdomen, and blood is still oozing from the bottom of the body?"

Hearing that the first three symptoms in his mouth were the same as her own, the little emperor nodded slightly; but when she heard the fourth oozing blood, she flatly denied it: "Where is there any oozing blood?"

After lifting the quilt and taking a sneak peek, Li Yu's voice came to an abrupt end; because her blouse made of white satin turned out to be a shocking scarlet!

The little emperor, who was in unbearable pain, seemed to be grasping at straws, and asked urgently: "Since you know about this disease, you must also know how to relieve it. Tell me quickly, this pain is really unbearable."

After being asked in this way, combined with the fact that the little emperor was fourteen or fifteen years old, Li Yuntang finally confirmed that this relative of hers was visiting for the first time.

How did such an unlucky thing happen to me?
After sighing secretly in his heart, Li Yuntang organized his words slightly, and explained: "My lord, this is not a disease, but a normal physiological phenomenon of human beings."

"Physiological phenomenon?" The little emperor whispered the unfamiliar word, and after pondering for a moment, he couldn't wait to ask, "Since it is a normal human phenomenon, how did you deal with it when you came to Guishui?"

"Men, men don't come to Guishui"

Li Yuntang buried his head and replied hesitantly, his eyes sneaking glances at the little emperor's face from time to time, for fear that an inappropriate choice of words would offend her.

"The reason why the servant did not summon the imperial physician according to the order is that he felt that the emperor was not sick, but that he had come to Guishui; if he summoned rashly without knowing the situation, it would be difficult to deal with the aftermath."

"No wonder, no wonder father didn't mention it to me," the little emperor was exhausted from torture, and gradually closed his eyes, then gritted his teeth and said: "You said this is a normal phenomenon, but it doesn't affect the body. How dangerous is it?"

"Theoretically, there shouldn't be any serious problems." Li Yuntang himself didn't know much about it, so he could only comfort her as much as possible, hoping that she wouldn't be too nervous.

"Then Zhen Renren passed it. By the way, how long will this pain last?"

"Seven, seven days"

Hearing this number, the little emperor's trembling body immediately froze.

　Happy New Years everyone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)