Morbid pet

Chapter 15 I promise not to move around
In the solemn Qingyun Hall, Emperor Tianren's concerned eyes fell on his younger sister.

Changle and him are brothers and sisters of the same mother, and they have had a deep relationship since childhood. Changle's arrogant and domineering temperament is probably something that Emperor Tianren is used to. A few years ago, a fire burned Zuoxiang's family to death, and he only did it slightly. Small punishment, let her go to the ancestral temple to reflect.

Right now, his favorite little sister has just experienced a greater catastrophe in this life besides overcoming the death of three husbands!
This time she actually killed one hundred and eight Jalan assassins
Emperor Tianren was suddenly speechless.

Chang Le stood upright in the hall, his expression was not as casual as before, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were a little angry.

"Brother Huang, please make the decision for Changle!"

Emperor Tianren propped his head up and looked at her: "I have heard from the abbot of Dabaoen Temple that the fire and assassins have made you suffer."

Xie Zhao took a step forward with a pale face. He knelt down respectfully and said, "Your Majesty! It is a fluke to be out of danger from the assassin this time! The strength of the Jialan Assassin should not be underestimated.

Your Majesty, please do your best to track down the whereabouts of Jialan's remaining assassins. They have been in the rivers and lakes for nearly a hundred years, and there has never been such a large-scale miss. In order to restore Jialan's reputation, they will definitely organize masters to assassinate Changle again!But Jialan Assassin is only one aspect, they are also driven by people."

Emperor Tianren stood up and asked, "Who?"

"Jiangnan Chen's family! Wei Guogong's wife Chen Sisi's mother's family! They paid 2000 taels of gold to buy our lives, woo woo woo, brother, you must be the master for me!" He took her into his arms and patted her shivering shoulders lightly.

"Well..." Emperor Tianren looked at Xie Zhao with more than three points of emotion, and another seven points of affection. Changle was unscathed, but he heard that Xie Zhao had more than [-] stab wounds in his body in order to protect Changle, and his life was hanging by a thread. He only woke up today.
The steelyard in his heart was tilted again, and he waved his big hand: "Xuan Jinyi Wei Tongzhi, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, Minister of Dali Temple all come here!"

Chang Le's eyes leaped with joy: "Brother Huang Shengming!"

After a stick of incense.

Emperor Tianren rubbed his broad palms, looked at the few people kneeling in the hall, and said loudly: "Take all the information on Jialan's remaining party members and arrest them all over the country! What happened during this period, Jin Yiwei came to see you!"

He played with the white jade finger on his thumb, his eyes were like a cold pool: "Jiangnan Chen family, the calculations are all on the royal family, so there is no need to keep it, please inform the Jiangnan magistrate, I believe he can give me a satisfactory answer .”

The people kneeling on the ground were at a loss. Didn't the Emperor say that they don't care about the Jialan Assassins before?

After coming down, Tongzhi Jin Yiwei knew some inside information, and briefly told everyone about the fire at the Dabaoen Temple the day before yesterday, and everyone understood it in seconds.

Li An, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice: "Are the one hundred and eight assassins ordered by the governor or by the princess?"

Chen Shengsi, Minister of Dali Temple, walked at the end of the imperial garden, blowing his mustache and said leisurely: "All fate is hard, but Xie Zhao's fate is the hardest."

"Cough, cough——" Xie Zhao's carriage was passing by the Imperial Garden. He had excellent hearing, and heard the whispers of the crowd as they walked. He gently opened the curtain of the carriage, and stared at the horrified Everyone, the corners of Yin Hong's mouth suddenly pulled out a bewildering arc, and he said: "Your Majesty of Dali Temple said it well, the miscellaneous family and the princess are all destined to die."

The sound of three kowtows echoed on the quiet Royal Garden Road. Li An and Chen Shengsi didn't dare to talk anymore, and kept kowtowing, as if they had encountered some evil spirit.

Chen Shengsi wrinkled his old face: "Master, please forgive me."

Xie Zhao still maintained the posture of lifting the curtain to see them. He looked back at Chang Le who was sleeping peacefully in the carriage, his eyes softened for a moment, then he put down the curtain, and tapped the edge of the window with his knuckles together, making a crisp sound. The thud sound.

This was beating them, the three of them didn't dare to talk anymore, and followed Xie Zhao's car all the way away with their heads down.

Back at Governor's Mansion, Xie Zhao's body had a high fever again, and Changle walked to the door of Xie Zhao's guest room with a bunch of silver needles in his hand.

Yes, Chang Le didn't let him into the house. Xie Zhao usually slept in the study next door, but now he was injured and moved into the guest room.

In the middle of the night, he was standing under the eaves in a handsome black dress, with a big black gold knife tied around his waist. He looked at Chang Le with a puzzled expression, and finally landed on a row of long and thick silver needles in her hand. He instinctively The reaction was to draw the knife, but Chang Le was the governor's wife anyway. He held back, only holding the handle of the knife, and asked with a tense jaw: "Princess, what is the meaning of this?"

Chang Le held his silver needle and raised his chin in the middle of the night, "Go away and let Bengong go in."

In the middle of the night, he pulled out the big knife neatly, pinched it in his hand and aimed it at Changle's heart, "Sorry, you are very dangerous, I can't let you in."

Chang Le laughed angrily, "How dare you stop me? I went in to save your master, not to kill him."

Midnight looked at the silver needle in her hand with a distorted expression: "Help?"

"Yeah, this is the Hua Tuo needle. Look, it's not poisonous." Chang Le showed Ye Ban the large silver needle and said that she could prick it directly on herself.

"No, no need, let's go in, princess." Ye Wan hurriedly refused her words to pierce her, but in an instant, before she finished speaking, she plunged the needle into her palm accurately and ruthlessly, and a bean-sized bead of blood slipped from her palm .
She showed off her hand to the middle of the night: "Here, I usually don't lie to others when I say good words, Commander Ye, do you have any questions?"

In the middle of the night, he stumbled and said: "No, dare not, please come in, Your Highness." That's great, he had already expected how Xie Zhao would die when he woke up.

Chang Le snorted coldly and strode into the door.

The jade carving on the bed was dripping with thin sweat. He seemed to be very cold, his lips were white and black, but his body was red and hot.

The smell of rust and the bitter medicine rushed straight to Changle's Tianling Gai. She didn't like the smell of blood before, she thought it was dirty, but now, it doesn't seem so disgusting?
She pulled Xie Zhao's quilt down, revealing the snow-white single clothes inside.

There are clusters of red blood stains on the snowflake silk, like plum blossoms blooming in the heavy snow, absolutely gorgeous.

"Tsk, Hua Peacock's injury is so severe, and he has to get up and tidy himself up." Chang Le searched for acupuncture points with both hands while burying needles, but kept muttering, and couldn't hear the rest of the sentence in the middle of the night.

It lasted three hours in Changle, and she came out of the back room when the sky was getting dark. The skirt on her body was a little wrinkled because she kept a posture for a long time, but there was a bright smile on her face, as if she had the magical power to melt ice and snow like.
"In the middle of the night, take good care of your master. You should wake up after a while with the fever subsided. You still have to give him the medicine, three times a day."

"Changle." Suddenly a hoarse and restrained male voice came from inside, it was Xie Zhao.

Holding the hem of her skirt, Chang Le rushed back to the ward, staring at Xie Zhao who had just woken up.

After a while, Chang Le was a little embarrassed by Xie Zhao's stare. She lowered her eyes and played with the silver needle in her hand with both hands, "When you wake up, take a good rest."

Xie Zhao: "Thank you. Your acupuncture skills are very good."

"Well, you saved me, you should." Chang Le suddenly looked down at his own toes shyly.

Xie Zhao returned to his normal begging tone: "Then, can your Highness take off this needle that is almost as thick as your little finger?"

"Ah, here." Chang Le then raised her head to look carefully at the six thick silver needles on Xie Zhao's body, two of which were stuck in his heart, and the tails of the needles were poisoned black. She complained while removing the needles: "Xie Zhao, look at how dark your heart is, the needles have been dyed black by me."

The needles on Xie Zhao's body were removed, and the inflammation and fever subsided. It was miraculous, and his mood improved involuntarily. He leaned his head on the bedside with one hand, probed and said, "The first day you knew I had a black heart?"

Chang Le rolled his eyes silently: "Shameless." Then his body suddenly lost weight, and then Xie Zhao pulled him onto his body steadily, separated by a layer of quilt, the two of them were skin-to-skin, and the person underneath had already lost his fever. The body was violently burned by a fire again, and the burn reached Changle's face.

"Hiss—let go of me! It hurts!"

Xie Zhao placed her firmly on the innermost side of the bed, locked her shoulders with her big hands, then turned over and leaned against her ear and said, "I don't mean anything malicious, it's just a little cold, can you sleep with me for a while? Just a little For a while, I promise not to move."

　Zhao: If you don’t move, you will never move
　　
　
(End of this chapter)