After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

Chapter 162 Blood Light

After tossing all night, when Ye Qinghuai returned to the palace, it was already the fourth watch.

In the harem, only Jingshou Palace was brightly lit. Li Baoquan and a group of eunuchs and maids were waiting for Ye Qinghuai to come back.

Besides, there was another figure that surprised Ye Qinghuai.

When Zhou Shou saw Ye Qinghuai, he made a rare salute and said respectfully: "The old minister sees Your Majesty."

Ye Qinghuai was taken aback by his position, quickly helped Zhou Shouyi up, and said, "What is Grandpa Zhou doing? Why do you make such a big salute?"

Zhou Shouyi tried his best to resist Ye Qinghuai's support physically, but he was so thin that he was dragged up by her.

Although the old man got up, he didn't raise his eyes to look at Ye Qinghuai, and said: "The old minister raised his head to meet you according to His Majesty's instructions."

It was only then that Ye Qinghuai remembered that when she ordered people to send Qin Yang back to the palace in Cangchang, she had told them in a fit of anger that if the imperial hospital couldn't save Qin Yang, let them come to see him.

She immediately understood that the old man must be angry with her because of this.

Ye Qinghuai then shunned the crowd, dragged Zhou Shouyi into the house, and explained to him: "Hey, I was forced by the situation, and I told outsiders to frighten them. Why did Grandpa Zhou take it seriously?"

Seeing Zhou Shouyi ignoring her, Ye Qinghuai changed the subject and asked seriously, "How is Qin Yang?"

Although Zhou Shouyi was angry with her, he still had a sense of proportion. He raised his eyes as soon as he got down to business, looked at Ye Qinghuai, and sighed: "Life is safe, but his right leg was caught by the room. The beam is broken and can't be connected. After he recovers, I will make him a prosthetic. But if he wants to walk and jump like a normal person, I'm afraid it won't work."

When Ye Qinghuai heard this, her face turned pale instantly.

Qin Yang is lame.

This is fatal to a warrior.

Even if Zhou Shouyi has a rejuvenation skill and can make the best prosthetic limb in the world, it can only help him stand and walk.

A cripple cannot be a bodyguard no matter what.

Shock and anger filled Ye Qinghuai's chest.

In addition to being shocked and angry, he also felt a little regret.

If she hadn't carelessly underestimated the enemy, Qin Yang shouldn't have had an accident.

The familiar sense of powerlessness, like the rain that cannot be reversed, was pouring down on her.

Ye Qinghuai suddenly remembered that on the night Qin Baozhu died, in that cold dungeon, Qin Yang had begged her to personally judge the murderer who killed his sister.

However, the case of Qin Baozhu's death has not yet been closed, and the culprit has not yet been brought to justice, but something happened to Qin Yang first.

Ye Qinghuai was silent for a long time, and then said to Zhou Shou: "Grandpa Zhou, try your best to treat it, and don't be stingy with medicinal materials."

Zhou Shou took a look at her, and seemed to want to comfort her, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just accepted the order: "The old minister will definitely do his best."

With Zhou Shouyi's promise, Ye Qinghuai's heart seemed to calm down a little.She asked, "How is he? Are you awake?"

Zhou Shouyi shook his head: "He was seriously injured. I gave him anesthesia, and I guess he won't wake up until noon tomorrow."

Ye Qinghuai nodded and said, "If he wakes up, come and report him immediately."

She wanted to ask Qin Yang clearly who was behind him.

She will never forgive.

After the two had finished talking about business, the little eunuch outside the house suddenly sent a message that a doctor from the imperial hospital asked to see him.

Ye Qinghuai was still puzzled, but Zhou Shouyi had already beckoned someone to bring the bowl of soup that looked terrible to her in front of her.He picked up the bowl of decoction, turned away the visitors, and poured it into Ye Qinghuai's mouth.

Ye Qinghuai repeatedly refused: "Grandpa Zhou, what is this?"

"This is Long Dan Xie Gan Decoction for reducing fire and nourishing the liver, drink it quickly!" Zhou Shou straightened his face, and said in a consistent tone.

The astringent smell of the soup came to the nostrils, and Ye Qinghuai's whole face twitched in pain.

"My anger is stable, and my mood is very peaceful, Grandpa Zhou doesn't need to make such a fuss..." Ye Qinghuai tried to decline.

Zhou Shouyi snorted coldly, and imitated her tone and said, "'The mood is also very peaceful'? I watched you grow up, and this is the first time I heard you say the nonsense of 'raise your head to see'. Didn't you get angry, can you say such a thing?"

Ye Qinghuai quickly explained: "Sir, you once taught me that if you are in the position of a king, you will be in danger if you fail to order. Today's courtiers despise me, and I order to kill him to establish prestige. Grandpa Zhou, this has nothing to do with anger of."

Zhou Shouyi paused while feeding the medicine, and asked, "Did Lu Yanchen teach you?"

Ye Qinghuai nodded repeatedly.

In her life, except for the few years of enlightenment education in the Royal Academy when she was a child in Ganxi, most of the books were read in Wenxuan Palace after she was crowned prince.

And she has only had one gentleman in Wenxuan Palace, that is Lu Yanchen.

It can be said that Ye Qinghuai's three-view character and the concept of governing the country were deeply influenced by Lu Yanchen.

Mentioning Lu Yanchen, Zhou Shouyi shook his head and said, "Why does he always teach you these things about fighting and killing? Your Majesty, you should stay away from him."

Ye Qinghuai asked curiously, "Why?"

Zhou Shouyi put down the medicine bowl, and pondered: "The old minister feels that there is blood on his body."

"Blood light? What is that?"

"It's just that he has a murderous spirit in him, he is not peaceful, and people are easy to die around him." Zhou Shouyi said it with style.

Ye Qinghuai was taken aback.

It has to be said that although Zhou Shouyi's speculation is too subjective, it is somewhat accurate.

In terms of previous life, Lu Yanchen rebelled with an army, and countless souls were killed by the sword. It can be said that he stepped onto the throne on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.Even she, the emperor, was personally sent to Huangquan Road by him.

It's pretty easy to die around.

When Zhou Shou saw that she was silent, he thought she was questioning his professional ability, so he said again: "Witch doctors don't separate families. Although the old minister doesn't like divination, he can still tell a thing or two about people's facial expressions. of."

Ye Qinghuai nodded slowly, her sharp eyes softened, and she looked at the bowl filled with pitch-black concoction, with a few strands of bewilderment and helplessness appearing on her face.

"But isn't the road to power always full of blood?" She murmured softly.

Zhou Shouyi didn't expect her to say such words suddenly, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The candlelight swayed, and the sound of eunuchs in the palace beating the watch came from a distance.

It's five o'clock.

Ye Qinghuai picked up the medicine bowl, frowned, raised her head, and poured down the whole bowl of soup and medicine in one gulp.

It's really not that bad to drink.

She raised her hand and wiped the corner of her mouth with her mouth, and put the empty bowl on the table.

Seeing that she had finished drinking the medicine, Zhou Shouyi stopped talking, put away the bowl, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, rest earlier."

After saying that, he went outside the house.

Seeing his respectful appearance, Ye Qinghuai felt a sense of bitterness in her heart for no reason.

"Grandpa Zhou." Zhou Shouyi walked to the door and was about to push open the closed door when Ye Qinghuai called him softly from behind.

He turned around and saw Ye Qinghuai looking at him, the emperor's young eyes were full of exhaustion.

"Do you think I've changed?" Ye Qinghuai asked.

Her tone was calm, but her voice was hoarse.

Zhou Shouyi looked at her and suddenly felt distressed.

"In the eyes of the old minister, Your Majesty will always be the child of the past. The old minister is looking forward to you growing up, but also afraid of you growing up." Zhou Shouyi replied.

Ye Qinghuai smiled, nodded to him, and signaled him to back down.

Zhou Shouyi saluted again, turned around and opened the door to go out.

Ye Qinghuai raised her head and saw that on the plaque hanging above the hall were four correct characters inscribed by Lu Yanchen——

Idealism is not easy.

(End of this chapter)