The emperor always wants to promise himself

136 - Siege Fire
Sure enough, the government doctor's worry was not unreasonable. As soon as the medicine powder was sprinkled on the wound, the comatose Yong'anhou suddenly became terrified, his brows were tightly knit together, his lips parted slightly, and he let out some slight groans.

Lu Ying hurriedly used some strength to hold it down, and saw his eyeballs under his eyelids moving rapidly, obviously he was about to wake up, so he called out: "Master Hou?"

Marquis Yong'an hummed and opened his eyes, just in time for the doctor to push away the powder with his fingertips, he gasped immediately: "Hiss—it hurts! Ahhhh——"

His voice was unbearably hoarse, he thought he was shouting loudly, but in fact he only made a broken breath.

Lu Ying was annoyed and funny when she heard it, "I know it hurts at this moment, so what should I do? How many times have I told you not to be impulsive, you have ignored my words, right?"

Marquis Yong'an was startled, and his eyes slowly fell on the real place. When he saw Lu Ying, he burst into tears, "Lu Ying... woo woo woo—they all bully me! woo woo woo—I'm ashamed to see people Ah..."

The doctor: "..."

The magic sound filled his ears, and his hands trembled in fright, and the medicine powder couldn't help being sprinkled a little more, and the tone of Yong'an Hou's crying suddenly changed: "Uh——hiss, lightly, lightly!"

The government doctor was helpless: "Master Hou, don't move around, wait until the old man finishes taking the medicine before crying, just bear with it."

As he said that, he speeded up a bit, and after putting the medicine on, he took gauze to wrap it around him. This process was extremely difficult, and Yonganhou cried out pain when he moved a little, so he had to stop and wait until he got used to it before continuing.

In the end, Lu Ying couldn't stand it anymore, and asked the doctor to hold Yong'an Hou, and he directly lifted Yong'an Hou's lower body to quickly wrap the gauze and tie a knot.

During the process, no matter what Yonganhou called him, he pretended not to hear, "Okay, lie down."

The doctor got up and stretched his legs and feet, "That's about it. I'll boil two doses of medicine in a while to feed Lord Hou, so as not to get hot at night."

"Well, it's hard work, you go down first."

"Yes."

As soon as the government doctor left, the imperial doctor arrived on the back. He was of no use, leaving behind a pile of medicinal materials, and returned to the palace to return to his orders.

The whole bedroom was filled with a strong smell of gold sore medicine, and Marquis Yongan sniffed his nose uncomfortably, "It really hurts too much, Lu Ying, you don't know, I couldn't stand that board at that time, those people just pressed it I hit!"

"I almost thought I wasn't coming back."

He wiped away his tears, sobbing, and when he looked up, he saw Lu Ying sitting opposite him looking at him indifferently.

"You...why are you looking at me like that?" Marquis Yong'an was a little annoyed and guilty.

Lu Ying looked at him like this, and snorted coldly, "What are you doing? I still want to ask Mr. Hou, what do you want to do? Once you enter the palace, you will lose the title of the county king and become a marquis directly. Your ability is also extraordinary, it really opened the eyes of the subordinates."

He clapped his hands as he spoke, and the embarrassing Yong'anhou blushed, "Me! Do you think I think so? It's not that Jun Rong, the villain ridiculed me when he gained power, how can I swallow this tone? "

"Oh, if you can't swallow it, you will do it to your death? Marquis, please open your eyes and see, winter has passed and spring has come, now is not the time when the first emperor and the prince were in power, you have no one to support you, you are already alone Junrong, he crushed you to death as easily as crushing an ant, he only kept you for his own reputation, after a long time, people gradually forgot you, he has a lot of ways to let you die quietly, Do you understand it?"

Lu Ying's pent-up anger finally broke out, he stood up abruptly, pointed at Yong'an Hou and said, "Now it seems that grounding is a good thing for you, just stay in the mansion honestly, don't I want to go out and work, otherwise let alone Junrong, I want to break your legs, lest I have no face to go to Huangquan to meet His Royal Highness after death."

After Lu Ying said these words, he walked away. He was afraid that if he stayed for a while, seeing the stubborn face of Yong'an Hou, he would not be able to help but commit the following crimes.

Marquis Yong'an watched his leaving back, opened and closed his lips, and finally didn't know what to say, a few traces of bewilderment flashed across his eyes.

……

Ever since the fight with Marquis Yong'an last time, Jun Rong always felt that something was wrong in his heart, unspeakably depressed and irritable, but he didn't know where this restlessness came from.

After being bored for a few days, while Xiao Yu was going to the West Palace to meet the Empress Dowager and the Royal Concubine, he quietly took Zhou Xi to Zangshu Pavilion.

Daqian’s Zangshu Pavilion is extremely lavishly built, and ancient books from all dynasties and dynasties are preserved in it, with a full range of categories, both elegant and popular.

Zhou Xi looked at Jun Rong standing at the door of the Library Pavilion, not knowing where to put his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to check, Your Majesty?"

Jun Rong: "Well..."

He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "Go out first and watch at the door, I will see for myself."

Zhou Xi didn't understand, so he glanced at him: "Yes, then His Majesty will call the servant if he has orders."

He turned around and went out to close the door, Jun Rong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, he walked around along the aisle in the middle of the bookshelf, the kind of book he was looking for should not be placed in a conspicuous place.

With this in mind, Jun Rong walked to the bookshelves at the back, flipping through them casually as he walked, and found that almost a row of books were all of the same type. He quickly figured out the pattern, and walked to the last two shelves. With a flick of his eyes, the books here are much less than before, and they are scattered sparsely.

There was a book lying on the bottom floor, half of the cover was missing, and a part of the content inside was faintly exposed, which looked like a human figure.

Jun Rong curiously reached out to pick it up, and there was a layer of dust on it, he blew it lightly, and hurriedly turned his face away, the dust swirled and danced in the sun, Jun Rong turned back when he felt that it was almost done, he looked down, His expression changed immediately. This was the kind of book he was looking for, but it wasn't exactly the same.

He pursed his lips tightly, flipped through a few pages nervously, his eyes widened unconsciously, "Young Master undressed and went into the water, and Jiao Nu came up from behind... Hiss——"

Jun Rong gasped, shook his hand, and the book was thrown out by him, and fell to the ground with a "boom".

Zhou Xi who was outside heard the movement, stuck to the door and asked, "Your Majesty, what's the matter? Do you want the servant to come in?"

"fine!"

Jun Rong yelled, and then felt that he had lost his composure, so he quickly cleared his throat, pretending to be nonchalant and said: "I didn't hold it steady, the book just dropped, it doesn't matter."

Zhou Xi: "...Yes."

He glanced suspiciously at the closed door, and touched his chin: "Why is Your Majesty acting so strange today?"

Seeing that Zhou Xi didn't ask any more questions, Jun Rong let out a long breath, reached out and patted his hot face, "It's dangerous..."

He leaned over to pick up the hot book and put it back in its original place, and continued to search at the bottom, but there was nothing he wanted in this row, so he raised his head and looked up. The half-opened book was outside, with the title facing him.

He took it out and took a look, "Nanfeng Chronicle? Such a serious name, can't it be misplaced?"

Jun Rong looked at the thickness of the book, but felt that it was not like a chronicle book. Driven by curiosity, he opened a page casually, and the two entangled people came into view. The long legs and narrow waist could not conceal the similarity with the book. Women's different bodies.

Looking at this finely detailed painting, Jun Rong felt as if struck by lightning, and immediately turned red from his neck to the roots of his ears.

"Is this... is this what the Marquis of Yong'an said? Female Fu..."

He suppressed his shame, and carefully read the annotation next to the painting, "...this is also common among nobles, but it is difficult to be elegant."

　Do you feel like this chapter is getting longer?In fact, I thought about splitting it into a chapter of [-] words, but later found that I couldn’t change the rhythm of a chapter of [-] words, and what’s more, I had to post a chapter of [-] words six times, and I was too tired. After much deliberation, it's still like this.

　　
　
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