The little koi of the blackened boss of Kuaichuan

Chapter 137 The Emperor's Little Fox Demon (26)

While chasing the dark clouds and snow in front of him with all his riding skills, An Qi complained silently in his heart. The abundance of activities in his heart didn't match his dull face at all.

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The imperial palace lying in the center of the capital is like a giant beast. Under the dark night, it looks extraordinarily mysterious and solemn. Under the calmness, there are countless swords, lights and blood hidden. If you don't pay attention, you will be swallowed by it.

But at this time, because of the return of the master, the originally dead palace instantly came to life, and clusters of lights lit up.

The maids and servants acted lively and orderly, making sure that everything in the Xianyang Palace was exactly the same as when the emperor left, so as not to offend His Majesty.

Emperor Ying of Chu walked all the way to his bedroom, and the maids and servants all knelt on the ground to greet him, but the emperor didn't even give him a glance.

At this moment, Emperor Ying of Chu focused all his attention on the little white fox in his arms.

Her fever was getting worse and worse. Because of the discomfort, her small lips parted slightly, her breathing was weak and rapid, and she hummed softly from time to time, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and her little head was moving uncomfortably. Di said pitifully that she was very uncomfortable and in pain.

Emperor Chu Ying's slender fingers stroked her hair gently, comforting the sick little white fox.

He looked at Gu Shen coldly, "The imperial doctor hasn't come yet?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I have already asked someone to announce it."

Gu Shen respectfully replied.

Emperor Chu Ying walked into the bedroom, originally intending to put the little white fox on his bed, but the little white fox, who was unconscious at first, suddenly grabbed his arm tightly and wouldn't let go, tears rolled down from his tightly closed eyes, whimpered pitifully.

Emperor Chu Ying seemed to be comforting his own child, waving his arms gently, and kept stroking her, "Don't be afraid, I won't go."

Gu Shen, who had already seen His Majesty's importance to the little white fox, was fine, but the other maids and servants were a little dumbfounded. They once suspected that this was their Majesty?
His Majesty, who has always been majestic, cold as ice, and not at all popular, would be so tender and tender?
You won't be replaced by an impostor, will you?

Emperor Chu Ying's icy eyes swept across the palace people, "Get a basin of hot water."

"The slave will go right away."

While the palace people rushed to fetch hot water, they calmed down, and they were sure that this was their Majesty.

But where did the little white fox come from?
Look at the importance and warmth His Majesty has for her, this is absolutely unique in the world, you know, even a few princes and princes don't expect His Majesty to have a gentle look in their eyes, and these palace people even think of His Majesty as someone who has no emotions or desires. of Heaven.

Unexpectedly, in my lifetime, I could still see His Majesty showing a gentle side.

Ah, the palace is going to be lively!

As the members of this generation who lived the most difficult and most peaceful life, everyone was nervous and secretly excited at the same time.

I don't know what waves will be caused when the ministers and dignitaries outside the palace get the news.

Let the conspiracies and schemes come more violently. The Punishment Division of the Twelve Prisons of the Inner Court has been quiet for too long, and it needs some fresh blood to wash it off.

It can only be said that the institutions directly under the emperor, especially those related to the palace, are full of perverts.

There's no way, how can I climb up if I don't become abnormal?Is the battle for imperial power without blood still a battle for imperial power?How can you leave a mark in the rolling history if you don't step on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood?
This night, as Emperor Chu Ying returned to the palace, all forces became active one after another. Excitement, fear, embarrassment, and resentment all merged into an underground undercurrent, becoming more and more fierce, just waiting for the emperor to make a huge wave , Some people took advantage of the opportunity to ride the wind and waves, and some people were completely shot to death in the big waves, and they would never stand up again.

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Emperor Chu Ying didn't care about the commotion of the restless people below because of his return, and all his mind was on the little white fox at this moment.

At the emperor's order, the entire Tai Hospital was mobilized, and everyone rushed to Xianyang Palace with red faces and faces, fearing that something might happen to His Majesty if he was a second late.

Uh, yes, when the servants went to announce the Imperial Physician, the entire Imperial Hospital thought that something had happened to His Majesty, and a group of old men who were not young were so frightened that they followed His Majesty on the spot.

However, when they rushed to Xianyang Palace in a hurry, they found His Majesty sitting by the bed, and there was nothing wrong with him.

However, His Majesty has always been moody and angry, even when he was tortured by the poison before, he never showed any abnormalities, so they don't know if His Majesty is good or not?

The imperial physician was walking forward tremblingly, and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, do you want this minister to diagnose your pulse?"

Emperor Ying of Chu frowned, "Come and see her."

she?
Who is she?
The imperial physicians took a look in their arms, uh...

The entire hospital was mobilized just for a little white fox?

Well, can His Majesty's little white fox be an ordinary little white fox?

Could they still point at His Majesty and scold the faint king?

Maybe before they could curse, their heads fell to the ground first.

Anyway, they are not censors, so they are not qualified to manage His Majesty's affairs, so they can do whatever His Majesty asks.

A group of imperial doctors were there, using all their medical skills to treat the little white fox.

Emperor Chu Ying looked at those little white foxes who raised the eyelids for a while, pinched them back and forth for inspection, frowned tightly, and asked coldly: "How is she?"

The imperial doctor said hurriedly: "Return to Your Majesty, the little white fox was severely injured before, his body was already weak, and he didn't cultivate in time, and he fell into a coma with a fever caused by his emotional ups and downs."

Emperor Chu Ying's voice became colder and colder, "I know this, I want to know if her condition is serious."

The imperial doctor was dripping down his head, sweating coldly, and had a new understanding of His Majesty's importance to this little white fox.

"Your Majesty, I can only use some strong medicine to subdue the little white fox's fever. If the fever continues, I'm afraid..."

The emperor's aura was in full swing, and the sleeping hall instantly cooled down, tensed and frightened, all the palace people thumped and knelt on the ground, and the imperial doctors did not dare to breathe.

Emperor Ying of Chu asked word by word: "Afraid of what?"

The Imperial Physician really wanted to die, he might not be the first Imperial Physician to lose his head because he failed to cure a pet, right?
But the little animals are too squeamish, and they really can't give any guarantees.

Emperor Chu Ying didn't want any answers, all he needed was for the imperial physician to absolutely cure the little white fox.

"Want to be buried with him?"

The imperial physicians kowtowed, "Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

"Save her, live or die."

Emperor Ying of Chu issued a military order to the imperial physicians, no matter how hard the imperial physicians were forced to accept it, it was better than being dragged out and chopped up now.

The emperor in front of him is not a benevolent king. What makes the officials of the world most desperate is that he has no reputation, and he is so ruthless that it is heartbreaking.

The imperial physicians were drenched in cold sweat, "I obey the order."

(End of this chapter)