When Spring Comes

"It hurts!" As soon as he touched his arm, the people on the ground screamed like a pig.

The emperor frowned: "Where are you squeamish? No matter how painful a man's house is, you should endure it!"

He roared like this, but his hand still changed direction, pinched his waist directly, and pinched the person up.

Slender and soft, with a tight grip, Yu Wenjie was still shocked by Hua Jinghua's water snake waist, and even failed to recover for a while.

"The emperor?" Huo Zhaoyi followed, and when he looked up, he saw the emperor's reddish ears.

"Go and call the imperial doctor." Yu Wenjie pursed his lips and said, "Duke Qin, let someone raise his shoulders and send the prime minister to the Zichen Palace."

"Yes!" Duke Qin responded, hurriedly turned around and called for someone, and in a short while, Jian Yu and Long Nian came together.

The palace man next to him stretched out his hand and wanted to take Hua Jinghua from the emperor's hand, but Yu Wenjie didn't mean to let go at all, so he personally helped Hua Jinghua to go to the shoulder.

"The emperor, you..." Huo Zhaoyi was not too happy.

The easiest thing to make a woman upset is to be nice to people she hates. Hua Jinghua caused her so much trouble, and now she deserves the injury, so why did the emperor take care of him?

She shouted louder than before, but Yu Wenjie still didn't have the slightest plan to turn her head back. He sent Hua Jinghua to the sedan chair and followed the dragon next to him.

"You go back first," he said.

Looking left and right, Huo Zhaoyi realized that the emperor said this to her. He was even more upset at the moment, but he could only bow and bow: "The concubine sent the emperor to the emperor."

Finally, I was able to go to the garden with your majesty, and it was so messed up!

Glancing at the shoulders that were far away, Huo Xianrou rubbed the veil in his hand, eyes deep.

"Master," Mian'er, the maid next to him, whispered: "The slave and maid always think this is a coincidence. The prime minister fell too late. If nothing happens, the emperor might rest in Wanbao Hall tonight. "

"I think so too." Huo Zhaoyi squinted her eyes, thought a few times, and finally shook her kerchief: "No matter, let's go back first. The emperor will definitely not come back again."

"Yes."

Huachun felt that life is better than death all the way. She knew what she meant. She fell a little bit lighter. This time it must be so painful because of a broken bone. Let alone writing, eating might have become a problem.

Unfortunately, who is going to have trouble with her? If she doesn't push her, she can still be a little bit ready to relieve some pain!

"The emperor, the doctor is already waiting inside."

When he arrived at the Zichen Hall, Duke Qin helped the emperor to lie down and whispered.

Yu Wenjie nodded, and glanced sideways at the person on shoulders: "Can you go by yourself?"

Huachun gritted his teeth back to him: "Yes."

After all, the broken hand was not the foot. Although the whole body hurts after falling, there is no problem walking. In order to express her masculinity, Hua Chun squeezed her hands, sweated, and kicked and walked into the Zichen Palace.

The emperor walked aside, squinted at him, and said nothing.

The people in the palace are all golden, and no one has ever suffered such a severe trauma. The imperial doctor looked at her with serious eyes, and gently squeezed her wrist, Hua Chun did not hold back a wailing.

"Okay." Yu Wenjie frowned: "Most of the bones are cracked from the fall. Give him some medicine and use plasterboard to fix it."

This kind of injury is not uncommon when he is marching. Anyway, he will not lose his life, but he can't use his right hand for a few months.

"The minister followed the order." The imperial doctor was worried about the scream of Prime Minister Yi, and the emperor might be blamed for his inadequate medical skills, but the emperor personally spoke about the treatment method, then he was relieved. , Touched the bones and moved her to the right position, and then ordered the doctors to put on a plaster and a wooden board.

"Ahhhh-"

Throughout the process, Huachun kept her mouth wide open and screamed.

The noise was so loud that the emperor couldn't help but block his ears.

"The emperor." Qin Gonggong said in a low voice, "Do you want to go to the side hall to rest for a while?"

"It's okay." Yu Wenjie said: "You go and bring all the folding papers back. I just changed it."

After a slight pause, Duke Qin was a little surprised, but he still responded, and made people bring Zhezi back from Wanbao Hall.

The emperor had a quirk, that is, the more noisy the place, the more at ease he could read the book. In the past, he always let the court concubine dance underneath. It was because he didn't like to watch people dance, so he could finish the book quickly.

Now I am actually looking at Zhezi in the place where the prime minister is bandaging, what an enemy he has against the prime minister...

But I have to say that the howl of Prime Minister Hua is louder than the loudest piano in the palace, and it is indeed a good choice.

The imperial doctor bandaged it for half an hour, and Huachun also howled for half an hour. During this time, Yu Wenjie wiped out the mountain of memorials without saying a word, and finally let people prepare a rich evening. Meal, carry the teary flowers together with spring.

"Thank your Majesty for the banquet." His voice screamed dumb, Huachun's eyes were as red as rabbits, and she looked pitiful.

Yu Wenjie also rarely embarrassed him, only said: "Eat more bones to make up."

There are medicated food and bone soup for qi and blood on the table, as well as braised pork ribs and sweet and sour pork ribs that she missed last time.

With a "gu" cry in her stomach, Huachun licked her lips and smiled at the **** who served her next to her.

The **** also understood what the prime minister meant. When the emperor moved his chopsticks, he followed him to the prime minister's bowl to prepare dishes.

Huachun habitually wanted to stretch out his right hand to get chopsticks, only to realize that his right hand could not move.

She is a little stupid, how can she hold chopsticks in her left hand? She is not left-handed!

Seeing all kinds of delicious dishes coming to her bowl, Hua Chun wanted to cry: "Your Majesty."

"Huh?" Yu Wenjie raised his head and glanced at him: "Don't like eating?"

"...The minister can't hold the chopsticks."

The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, and the emperor seemed to have realized this. He watched him seriously thinking for a while, beckoned to Duke Qin, and added a chair to his right.

"come."

He glanced at the vegetables in his bowl reluctantly, Huachun swallowed and sat down.

"Open your mouth." Yu Wenjie took the food with his hands and looked at him.

Huachun: "..."

A rush of heat spread from her neck to her face, and she was stupid: "The emperor... the emperor?"

What is he doing? Feed her personally? Can she live then? Didn't you get stabbed at the backbone and became a fool when you stepped out?

Yu Wenjie motioned him to look around impatiently.

Huachun had a pause and glanced around. Hey, all the palace people who were standing just now are gone, only Duke Qin is still standing behind his back, but his back is also facing them.

This makes...how does it look like cheating?

Which of the tendons of Yuwenjie made the wrong one, did you do this kind of thing?

Ten thousand guesses in her mind were slowly defeated by the smell of food filled with her breath. She opened her mouth wide and directly bit the meat on the emperor's chopsticks into her mouth.

Yu Wenjie was addicted to playing, supporting her cheek in one hand, holding vegetables in the other, looking at her with her eyes half-closed, and then stuffing her mouth.

For a moment, Huachun felt that the emperor was kind.

In fact, Yu Wenjie originally wanted to tease him. This prime minister is usually so meticulous. If he wants to eat the food he feeds, he must be flustered, staring, tangled and embarrassed. It is very interesting to think about it.

In the end, who knew that Hua Jinghua was shameless, he blushed, and then ate it for granted, even instructing him: "Um, that sweet and sour pork ribs."

Who the **** is teasing whom?

The emperor was displeased, but he patiently fed the people and didn't eat anything.

After eating, Yu Wenjie frowned and thought about life.

He seems to be something wrong recently, why do you always want to look at Hua Jinghua? Still so good to him?

He tried it before. He was still quite interested in women, and he was normal with other men. He didn't have any special thoughts, but why did he have to deal with this Hua Jinghua... always a little unclear.

With his eyes sinking slightly, the emperor raised his head and glanced at the person next to him: "The Prime Minister Hua."

"Huh?" Huachun was full, a little sleepy, with a dumb face, a pair of clear eyes with a little light, and looked at him blankly.

Yu Wenjie paused, looked into his eyes, and for a moment forgot what he wanted to ask.

"The emperor?" Huachun stretched out his hand and waved in front of him: "What's your order?"

Closing his eyes in annoyance, the emperor said solemnly: "It's okay, you should leave the palace earlier."

"Oh." Huachun nodded, stood up and saluted awkwardly: "The minister will leave first."

Yu Wenjie waved his hand in disgust, don't go too far.

Is this emperor a bit arrogant? Secretly glanced at him, Huachun curled his lips, turned and walked out of Zichen Hall.

Frankly speaking, when she watches TV dramas, she generally appreciates the second man. Just like He Changan, she is kind and gentle to people, not arrogant or awkward, and she understands her own mind. Such men will not make people feel tired together.

And this Yu Wenjie, although he seems to be a protagonist, but has a bad temper. Even if Hua Jinghua might like him, she can't like him.

But what kind of TV series is this? If it is an inspirational growth type, is it possible for Hua Jinghua to become a woman?

Just thinking about it, the road ahead was blocked.

"The Prime Minister Hua." The person who came was the aunt Yuejian next to the Queen Mother, and looked at her with a smile and said: "The Queen Mother would like to please."

Here comes again, the emperor invited the queen mother, Hua Jinghua is really exhausting.

With a sigh, Huachun resigned and said: "Aunt Fanao leads the way."

This is the second time I have seen the Queen Mother. There is no tension for the first time. Huachun walked in and saluted: "Weichen pays respects to the Queen Mother."

The palace door was closed, and the empress mother said: "The prime minister has worked hard, and I heard that I was hurt again. The family is really sorry."

"It's just an accident, and it has nothing to do with the Queen Mother." Huachun said: "The minister served the emperor and the Queen Mother, and he died. It's not dead yet, it's nothing big.