Glory to the ancestors

Li Yun opened his eyes slightly, the light in the tent was not very strong, so he didn't feel that uncomfortable.

He couldn't remember the previous scene clearly. He seemed to provoke Li Xiao for a while, and then the two of them drove the horse for a long distance. He was too eager to overtake Li Xiao...

Li Yun's body trembled violently, his head was still hurting, and he could only grab the closest thing in front of him.

Osmanthus osmanthus' hand was grabbed by Li Yun, so she could only endure it, and looked at Li Yun with a wrinkled face.

If you have clear eyesight and know the pain, it means that everything is fine.

Osmanthus osmanthus breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed Li Yun's wrist, and shook her head.

Li Yun saw the shadow of the sweet-scented osmanthus slowly becoming clearer, and let go of her hand, "Why are you here?"

Due to the lack of water in the past two days, his lips were extremely dry and chapped, and bloodshot out of his mouth. He licked it, and his mouth was full of this bloody taste.

"It was the old minister who asked him to help. Although the emperor brought a lot of people, there are not many who are useful." The imperial doctor explained to the sweet-scented osmanthus. Some medical ones helped a lot.”

"Rong Guogong?" Li Yun only heard this sentence, he glanced under the bed, and everyone looked at him eagerly.

Rong Zhen knelt in the center, his eyes were black and blue, he had not been having a good time for the past two days, he bowed to Li Yun, "Your Majesty, you have finally woken up."

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Two days." Rong Zhen replied.

"Where's the emperor?"

"Prince Pingnan admits that he is guilty, so he dare not kneel before the collapse, but kneels outside the tent."

"Call him in."

When Li Xiao heard the summons, he came in on his knees. He was lucky. As soon as he knelt down, the emperor woke up, "Your majesty..."

This sad look is not bad.

"Uncle Emperor," Li Yun said weakly, "You are right, I was too careless."

"Your Majesty, stop talking. You just woke up. Would you like something to eat?" Li Xiao took a few steps on his knees and rubbed against Li Yun's bed. "The porridge is always hot."

"it is good."

Rong Zhen knelt on the ground, not eating, drinking, or sleeping for two whole days, it was not as pleasing as Li Xiao's kung fu for a while.

But he felt sorry for himself, and he was finally able to get up and go back to his tent during the happy time between the emperor and Prince Pingnan. Osmanthus osmanthus was always supporting him, and his eyes trembled with Rong Zhen's limping movements.

As soon as he touched the bed, Rong Zhen seemed to have unloaded a huge burden, and his whole body relaxed.

Osmanthus osmanthus waited and stripped off Rong Zhen's clothes one by one, and Rong Zhen's frozen body could be felt through the underwear.

A guard came in, carrying hot water, and poured buckets into the wooden bucket used for bathing in Rongzhen's camp.

The heat was dense, and I felt a little more comfortable just looking at Rong Zhen.

He loosened his arms and began to untie his clothes belt, but suddenly realized that the sweet-scented osmanthus was still by his side, so he stopped again, "Osmanthus osmanthus, go out, I will wash it myself."

The sweet-scented osmanthus nodded and walked out of the tent.

As soon as the sweet-scented osmanthus went out, Rong Zhen held his forehead and felt regretful, what a great opportunity.

But tiredness overcame the regret, he didn't have the heart to tease the sweet-scented osmanthus anymore, he took off his clothes and soaked in hot water.

His illness can't catch the cold. Once autumn comes, he has to wear several more clothes than the people around him. In winter, he can't even go out the door. This has never happened to him kneeling on the cold ground for so long. .

As soon as the sweet-scented osmanthus came out of the tent, she shrugged her shoulders and put her cold hands on her face. It was really dangerous just now. If Rong really stayed by his side to serve him, he would be really embarrassed.

From the time Rongzhen said those words to him, the feeling seemed to have changed.

Although they usually still look like masters and servants, something has changed.

Osmanthus squatted down with her legs crossed and her face in her hands, her body shrunk by half at once, and Yang Jin found it interesting to watch from a distance.

He ran over bouncingly, "Is the emperor awake?"

When Osmanthus osmanthus saw Yang Jin, she waved and the two of them squatted together.

Osmanthus osmanthus nodded at Yang Jin, and gestured with her hands, "The prince is looking at him."

"Then we'll probably go back to the capital too," Yang Jin put his hands on his knees, "I didn't play much."

"Are you going back to the southern border?"

"Yes," Yang Jin pursed her mouth, tilted her head, and knocked on the sweet-scented osmanthus, "I will miss you."

Osmanthus osmanthus was still reluctant, but could not say anything.

"Where is Rong Zhen inside?" Yang Jin asked, "What are you doing?"

Osmanthus osmanthus chuckled, and gestured, "I'm taking a bath, don't let others see."

Yang Jin's eyes lit up, "What are men afraid of?" He groaned, grabbed the sweet-scented osmanthus, pushed the back of the sweet-scented osmanthus, and walked into the tent.

The sweet-scented osmanthus hesitated to go in, but she couldn't help being curious. As soon as he entered the tent, her expression changed immediately.

"Rong Zhen!" Yang Jin shouted.

Rong Zhen rested his head on the edge of the barrel, half of his face was submerged in the water, unconscious.

Osmanthus osmanthus hurried over and asked Yang Jin to help, and the two finally carried Rong Zhen to the bed.

"I'm going to find the imperial doctor, you look at him first." Yang Jin shook Osmanthus osmanthus's hand, "Don't worry, it's fine."

Osmanthus osmanthus took advantage of this time to dry Rong Zhen's body, covered her with the quilt again, and held Rong Zhen's hand nervously.

The imperial physician was also working hard, the emperor had just started to improve, and Duke Rong fell ill again, and his head had been beheaded hundreds of times.

"It's all right, my father-in-law just suffered from cold syndrome again." The imperial doctor also breathed a sigh of relief, "I've been tired these two days."

Yang Jin asked again, "Then when will he wake up?"

"He will wake up naturally when he warms up." The imperial doctor stroked his beard and looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus. "You know acupuncture?"

Osmanthus nods.

"Then you give the needle and I'll watch." The imperial doctor ordered.

Osmanthus osmanthus went to get her medicine box.

At this time, a guard lifted the curtain of the tent and came in, "This is a letter to Duke Rong."

"He's still dizzy, what do you think?" Yang Jin asked impatiently.

"But, it's from the palace."

Yang Jin was taken aback, and went to the door to accept the letter, "Give it to me."

"This……"

"Otherwise, you will hand it over to the emperor."

The guards were even more troubled.

"What kind of relationship do you have with Duke Rong, you don't believe me?"

"Master Yang, please don't..."

"Show me."

When the guard heard the voice behind him, he knelt down, his eyes turned desperate, "Your Majesty..."

"Since it's a letter from the palace, why can't I read it?"

Li Xiao supported Li Yun, exchanged a glance with Yang Jin, raised his eyebrows, "I still don't get out of the way."