This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

After a while, the chief soldier came in.

Seeing that he was neatly dressed, he seemed a little surprised that he washed so quickly.

The commander-in-chief who took off his shirt was only wearing a pure cotton white undershirt.

It's like a different person, his temperament has suddenly changed from that of wanting to take someone's life to being gentle, and he has a lot more patience for no reason.

He looked Shen Huan up and down, and he regained the astonishment he had when he first met.

Shen Huan picked up the black porcelain bottle on the table, and said gently, "Sir, I'll help you with the medicine."

The chief soldier came back to his senses, glanced at the medicine bottle, and was immediately attracted by his slender, white fingers.

Shen Huan shook the medicine in his hand.

The general soldier came back to his senses, and he came over and took off his inner clothes, revealing the scars all over his body, his gentle breath was exhausted, and he immediately changed into a strong and terrifying appearance

Shen Huan swallowed his saliva and boldly changed his dressing.

The slightly cool and greasy hands touched the burning back from time to time.

After a while, the skin became even hotter.

Shen Huan touched it suspiciously, and said "Huh", "Do you have a fever?"

The chief soldier felt his whole body explode, and the heat from his whole body rushed to the place where the gentle palm touched.

Chen Huan only felt his wrist tighten, and then his hand was tightly grasped.

The person in front of him was only wearing underwear, with his strong chest facing him, extremely aggressive.

Shen Huan broke free and did not break free, forced himself to smile, "Thank you for taking care of me for so many days, I'm leaving, I'm actually here to find..."

These soft words were like diabolism, the chief soldier rushed straight to the top of his head with enthusiasm, and he didn't hear what he said at all.

I just feel that others are gentle and speak softly.

He couldn't help being agitated since he just took a shower.

Shen Huan has been sleeping in this room, and he can't bring anyone back to vent.

Days of training in the martial arts field had already made him hold back on the verge of breaking out.

He squinted his eyes, his eyes were dark.

"I helped you, it's your turn to help me." The chief soldier said stiffly.

Shen Huan said "Ah?" and looked at the medicine bottle in his hand.

Obviously he wasn't talking about this "gang", Shen Huan's heart was pounding, and some sweat broke out on his forehead.

He vaguely knew what he was referring to, but he was not completely sure, and he was very dazed and frightened.

The little rabbit glanced at him with purr eyes open.

The chief soldier looked at his eyes and felt a fire burning in his heart.

He pushed the man down on the bed, and went up to undress him himself.

Shen Huan looked at the scars all over his body formed from stab wounds and arrow wounds, and froze for a moment while clutching the medicine bottle.

The chief soldier didn't care about his silence at all, he took off his clothes in twos and twos, pressed his head under his body, and said in a low voice: "I said, it's my favor."

Only now did Shen Huan realize that he was afraid.

He pushed hard with both hands, but was pressed together and couldn't move an inch, "You, you, no..."

"If you dare to shout, I will shut your mouth." The chief soldier said sullenly.

His expression was very serious, as if he was saying something, and he glanced at Shen Huan.

The deterrence in those eyes was terrifying.

Shen Huan trembled all over and looked at him in horror.

"You don't think I'm kind enough to help you treat your wounds and let you have a full stomach, do you?" the chief soldier said coldly.

Shen Huan was frightened and angry, his eyes were wide open, and the pupils inside couldn't help shrinking.

The chief soldier pressed his body down, bit his slender and fair neck, and let out a low snort: "How could such a good thing happen."

Beijing.

The prince entered the palace and went straight to the Qianxian Hall behind.

The first emperor did not move into another palace, but lived here temporarily.

This place belongs to the Horned Palace, on the edge of the huge imperial palace, where there are few people and quiet, it is very suitable for recuperating the body.

The prince walked into the door, and the eunuch on duty came out to report: "The Supreme Emperor has not yet woken up from sleep, so the slave will go in and report."

He wanted to leave, but the crown prince waved his hand, "No need."

The eunuch stopped talking, saluted him, and then stepped aside.

The prince paced lightly outside, looking at the interior decoration, and walked to the door from time to time to take a look at the sky outside.

After a while, he summoned Yan Zhen, "Go to the General's Mansion to pick up Chun Jing'er first, and say that I can't go back for a while, so send him home first."

Yan Zhen went immediately.

The prince felt relieved and sat on a chair to drink tea.

After about a stick of incense, half a cup of tea went in, and the eunuch came out and announced in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Supreme Emperor has woken up."

The prince put down the teacup, got up and walked into the inner room.

The old man on the bed was about to get up when the prince saw this and stepped forward to help him.

"Here we come." The Supreme Emperor leaned against the head of the bed in a senile manner. It was already summer, but his waist, abdomen and legs were covered with winter quilts.

He stretched out his hand, smashed his leg with difficulty, and sighed, "I'm old."

When he took off the dragon robe, he seemed to lose a lot of majesty and momentum, and became like an ordinary old man, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

The prince stood not far from the bed, his body was very straight, his straight lips curled up, and he called out, "Father."

"Ah," the Supreme Emperor turned his face and moved his head closer to him, still squinting his eyes to look at him, there seemed to be a layer of mist in his eyes.

"Is the emperor finished with his own affairs?" he asked.

He yelled very naturally, without hesitation, Li Chen paused, and then said without changing his face: "It's over, King Li pleaded guilty, a total of seven crimes, each of which is an unpardonable felony."

The Supreme Emperor looked at him, his eyes widened slightly, as if he didn't hear clearly.

Li Chen took out the petition and memorial form and handed it to the Supreme Emperor, the handprints on it were clearly recognizable.

The man on the bed glanced at it, then waved his hand, "You are the emperor, how to convict and how to deal with it is up to you, and I will not interfere."

Li Chen didn't say much when he saw this, he took back the two chapters of tissue paper and put them back in his pocket.

The Supreme Emperor saw his non-sloppy actions and asked, "Have you tortured him?"

"No." He replied without hesitation.

It is true that he was not tortured, he was telling the truth.

But the Supreme Emperor looked at his face, as if he wanted to distinguish between the real and the fake.

However, Li Chen's expression did not change at all, and the expression in his eyes was also very firm.

He usually scares countless people with a face that can't distinguish between emotions and anger. Now it is too difficult to find out and distinguish emotions from this face.

Li Chen looked at his expression, calmed down a bit, and repeated, "It's really not, and my son still has witnesses. All the officials of the Ministry of Punishment who were present this morning can testify. King Li himself confessed to the crime."

King Li has always been a hob-like existence, very resistant.

What he knows best is to cry, make trouble, and hang himself. It is really not easy to get him to confess unless he is forced to die.

The Supreme Emperor didn't know what method he used, and it was hard to ask in detail, and he clearly said that there was no punishment.

After a moment of silence, he simply said "huh".

"My son is going to execute him in secret, so as to save him from parading in the streets and other disgraceful things, and he will say that he died of a sudden illness to the outside world, and he will have the face of a prince." Li Chen said without emotion.

"I held King Li and waited for you to return to the palace, and promised him not to pursue further, but in the end I wanted his life." The Supreme Emperor smiled ugly, "Everyone in the palace will laugh at me."

"Who dares to laugh at the father?"

"Of course not on the surface," the Supreme Emperor sighed, "The words in his heart are engraved on his face, and he can tell at a glance."

Li Chen raised his eyes and glanced at his old face and slow movements, "Father."

he called out.

The Supreme Emperor didn't respond, but said, "Chen'er, come forward."

Li Chen walked over, and the Supreme Emperor listened hard, until he stood in front of him and sat on the edge of the bed, and called out again, "Father Emperor."

"En." He straightened his ears that were tilted to the side, looked for a long time before reaching out and touching the prince's shoulder, this time he heard clearly and agreed.

Li Chen only felt that the hands on his shoulders were old and cold.

The skin on the upper scalp is loose and sagging, the blue blood vessels are bulging under the skin, and there are deep lines like dead branches.

"There's no one who doesn't get sick," Li Chen said, "He himself died of illness, so he can't blame Father."

The Supreme Emperor thought for a while, let go of his hand, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

The father and son are separated by an arm's length, but they seem to be separated by mountains and seas.

The Supreme Emperor swallowed the extra words, and said: "King Li pleaded guilty, and he should have committed the same crime as the common people, but after all, he is a compatriot with my mother. It is very good of you to do this, and it will give the royal dignity."

Li Chen nodded casually, apparently not paying much attention to 'royal decency'.

The Supreme Emperor asked again: "How does the Emperor plan to arrange the General's Mansion?"

There were many emotions in his eyes, he looked at him nervously, Li Chen read it out at a glance, and replied: "Add the title of Doctor of the State of Wei, and build the Ancestral Temple."

The Supreme Emperor was still looking at him.

Li Chen knew that he wanted to ask about Shen Huan, but he was afraid of offending himself and couldn't ask directly, so he was cautious.

When parents are careful with their children, it proves that they are really old.

Already in turn depends on your face.

Li Chen couldn't help having a sore nose, his face was still tense and there was no change, but his heart softened, "On the way to the northwest, I found the guards of the general's mansion, all of them are dead, and there is one horse and one guard missing. It is estimated that he escaped with the young master of the general's mansion."

The person on the bed suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he realized that his performance was too obvious, and quickly looked at the expression of the person in front of him.

Li Chen pretended not to see his sudden change.

The father and son pretended to be confused, and after a moment of silence, the Supreme Emperor nodded and asked: "I heard that your mother has passed on you many times, but you still refuse to enter the palace with excuses?"

"My son has already been there yesterday." He said.

This time it was really unexpected, the Supreme Emperor never expected that he would go, so he couldn't help showing some surprised expressions.

Li Chen paused and asked, "Is Father angry?"

Was he angry that he wanted to execute King Li for disregarding his own reputation, or was he angry with the queen?

The Supreme Emperor realized that what he said was not referring to himself. After thinking for a moment, he lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and sighed slowly.

After a while, an old and unclear voice sounded, "She is my wife, your mother, and the most honorable woman in the world."

The corners of his mouth moved sideways.

It seems to be a smile.

Li Chen didn't ask any more questions, just looked at him, as if he had already got the answer.

The Supreme Emperor closed his eyes, he discarded the manuscript that he had prepared for many days to persuade him to go to Hancui Palace to visit his mother, and organized it into a new sentence.

He opened a narrow slit again, lowered his eyelids and said: "Even if she did something wrong in a moment of confusion, it is the matter between me and your mother, and it has nothing to do with you."