old friends return

Liu Qingyan looked up at Cheng Muzhi who was slowly walking towards him from the throne, and burst into tears.

His body softened and he knelt down on the ground, not caring about the blood on his hands, he covered his face with his hands, and Cheng Muzhi could only hear his low sobs clearly when he got close.

Cheng Muzhi hugged him into his arms, patted him on the back, and said nothing.

Ah Yan now only needs one to rely on, no amount of comfort and words will have any effect.

Cheng Muzhi carried Liu Qingyan, who had fallen asleep, back to the bedroom.

Cheng Muzhi changed his clothes and wiped his body for him, and sat by his bed to read the memorial.

However, Liu Qingyan started to have a high fever, her face was ruddy but her lips were pale, her brows were tightly wrinkled, and the sweat on her forehead wet all her hair, and it didn't take long for her body to be covered in cold sweat, as if she had just been fished out of the water.

Accompanied by nightmares, his slender fingers were tightly clenched together, the knuckles turned white, and Cheng Muzhi couldn't pull his hands away.

Liu Qingyan was in a trance in the dream, and Cheng Muzhi was worried outside the dream.

The imperial doctor came, prescribed some medicines for him, and injected him with injections, dragging Liu Qingyan out of his dream forcibly.

When Liu Qingyan opened his eyes, his eyes were scarlet, but his eyes were empty and cold. He wandered around unconsciously, until he saw Cheng Muzhi sitting beside him, he seemed to finally feel at ease.

Cheng Muzhi pushed back the imperial physician and palace servants, held his hand, and called softly, "Ah Yan?"

Liu Qingyan looked at him, smiled and said: "I'm fine, I just had a nightmare, just wake up. Don't worry, Your Majesty."

Cheng Muzhi looked at him quietly for a while and said, "I'll get you a change of clothes, you've just sweated all over, and it will be uncomfortable to wear these clothes now."

Liu Qingyan nodded: "Yes."

Cheng Muzhi got up, but when he was about to walk to the outer hall, he suddenly turned his head. Liu Qingyan seemed to have not expected him to turn his head, and his tearful face with a shocked expression slammed into Cheng Muzhi's eyes again.

Cheng Muzhi's heart tightened, what kind of dream did Ah Yan have?Don't even want to talk to him?

Not far away, the imperial physician and his attendants carried the medicine box and walked towards the imperial hospital. The imperial physician sighed heavily, "Who says this man is not a disaster? From the first emperor to the present, he is said to be a foreign minister, but he has been kept in the hospital." In the emperor's bedroom, it really hurt my royal reputation of Da Zhou."

The attendant nodded, "That's right, seeing the emperor like that, I really fell in love with him. I have been in the palace for so many years, and I have never seen such a thing. The emperor personally served him and left him here." In the bedroom, if things go on like this, it will definitely be a disaster."

"In the previous early court, I also heard that Yan Qi was killed in front of everyone in the court. How could such a person be a good person? The first prince before..."

Having said that, he lowered his voice, "Isn't he also going up? One person, having experienced three emperors, how can such a method not scare people? Knowing people, knowing the face but not knowing the heart, they look the same, who I also know how deep the city is in his heart..."

The voice of talking gradually faded away.

The palace people on the promenade fell silent.

Cheng Muzhi didn't hear it. At this time, he was stopped by another message.

is good news.

Seeing that Cheng Muzhi hadn't come back, Liu Qingyan got up first, cleaned his face with a veil, Liu Qingyan stared at the face in the brass mirror in a daze.

This dream is too real.

He thought that he could let go of some things temporarily after taking revenge, but he didn't want the fear and fear deep in his heart to be far more than these.

The father and mother in the dream did not forgive him.

They disdain to avenge their son with such an unbearable means in the end. They say that he has insulted the Liu family style, and he is not worthy of the surname Liu anymore.

Even the grandmother who always loved him shook her head and sighed at him.

Liu Qingyan smiled coldly, what methods did he use?Besides humiliating himself, what other unreasonable things has he done?All he calculated was the enemy, and to be honest, he probably meant to be sorry for Cheng Muzhi.

Then the dream changed.

Cheng Muzhi received many memorials about him, saying that he deceived the public with his deceitful words, that he was bullying others, that he was not seeking a job in his position, and that he was the favorite of the former emperor, and he was not qualified to serve in the court anymore. The hall is an official.

"Isn't it just this face..." Liu Qingyan looked into her eyes and smiled.

It was indeed a good appearance. It had been a long time since he had looked at his own face carefully, but looking at it now, he seemed to be able to see the dry bones under the appearance.

In fact, he really didn't do much.He was an official in the previous dynasty for more than a year, serving the people and the country. He only hated Emperor Hengde and Yan Qi.

In the dream, Cheng Muyi still protected him at first, but he couldn't stand up to the repeated memorials of the ministers. The ministers asked him to draft a talent show, made him a queen, and let him accept a concubine, saying that he, as the king of a country, also wanted to be a king. The Zhou royal family continued to have heirs, even if they already had a prince, they still had to have their own heirs.

In the end he was thrown into a prison.

Cheng Muzhi personally served him poisonous wine and bestowed him with death.

So in the dream, he couldn't wake up at all.

Now that he is awake, thinking about it seriously, he doesn't blame Cheng Muzhi for doing that. After all, he is the king of a country, and he shouldn't have too much rift with courtiers just because of him.

It is said that dreams are the opposite, but in fact they are a direct reflection of the most feared things in the heart.

At this time, Cheng Muzhi took the clothes and came back.

Seeing him sitting there with bare feet and no clothes on, the whole body burst into flames, and then quickly suppressed it, walked to him quickly, picked him up, squeezed his cold fingertips, "Why don't you know how to put on your clothes and shoes? Your fever hasn't subsided yet."

Liu Qingyan hugged his neck, touched his cheek with her lips, and coaxed him with a low eyebrow, "I forgot...it won't happen next time, don't be angry with me, okay?"

Cheng Muzhi reached out and touched his ankle, and immediately stuffed him under the quilt. There was nothing wrong with his pitiful appearance, and he knew that he was pretending to be soft, "Okay, okay, I Don't be angry, come on, change your original clothes, it's time for lunch later."

Liu Qingyan looked at him and pulled his sleeve, "Mu Zhi, change it for me."

The anger that Cheng Muzhi had suppressed just now turned into other fires, did the child make it clear that he was teasing him?

Whether he can see or not eat, he is still sick at this time, and he is simply inferior to a beast for thinking about it.

Cheng Muzhi couldn't refuse him again, so he took off his inner coat and quickly put on another one, and Liu Qingyan pulled off the rope he had just tied, and looked up at him with a smile in his eyes.

Cheng Muzhi pretended not to notice, and waited until all the clothes were put on, he pressed him down and gnawed on him, and then pulled him up comfortably, "Be good, don't make trouble today, your body is not yet fully recovered."

After a pause, he said again: "After lunch, I will go out of the palace. Your master is back."

Liu Qingyan nodded with steam still in his eyes.