Returning to Before Husband’s Castration

In the cold winter of the Forbidden City, the snow on the roof covered the yellow/color glazed tiles, and the magnificent buildings seemed to be wearing pure white snow hats.

The rice fields in Xiyuan have been harvested long ago, and clusters of withered rice stalks stick out their heads tenaciously from the snow, waiting for the rebirth of spring ploughing.

News of Lu Bing's sudden illness was blocked, but the emperor suddenly took Lan Dao, who was regarded as a god, into the factory prison of Dongchang, which still cast a shadow over the palace where the Laba Festival was being celebrated.

From Xi'an Gate to Xiyuan, the three people could feel the tension in the air that seemed to be frozen.

Lu Ying's face was solemn, his father was not the kind of careless person, it was dark, his father had not returned home, Lan Daoxing was sent to the factory prison, is it because Lan Daoxing wanted to behave against the emperor, and his father was injured after catching an act. ?

After the Qionghua Island turmoil, Lu Bing strictly prohibited Lu Ying from entering the palace to cause trouble. Now the Emperor Jiajing has even summoned her to enter the palace. Why?

Wei Caiwei counted the days. In her previous life, Lu Bing died after a banquet. It was caused by a stroke caused by drinking. In this life, Lu Bing should stop drinking and should not follow the old path of the first life, so she offered to comfort Lu Ying:

"I guess it is because the emperor suspected that the black road in the palace was related to the black road in Prince Yu’s mansion. Master Lu secretly investigated Lan Daoxing. Lan Daoxing was named a god, which is actually a demon way to deceive the emperor. So Lan Daoxing was ransacked today. I'm in prison." The implication is that the accident is also the Lan Daoxing accident, your father is okay.

Wang Daxia also comforted Lu Ying, "That's it, Commander Lu is involved in the entire process of breaking the black mansion of the Yuwang Mansion, so the emperor summoned him to enter the palace to confront him."

Lu Ying knew that the two of them were kind, but when she entered the palace, her heart jumped wildly, she tried to make a calm expression, hum.

But when the three of them came to the sleeping hall, a strong smell of medicine and moxibustion used in acupuncture and moxibustion came to their faces, and the hearts of the three of them suddenly rose!

Irrespective of etiquette, Lu Ying ran quickly, Wang Daxia followed closely, and Wei Caiwei's footsteps stagnated slightly: What's the matter? Did the emperor want Lu Bing to drink?

Huang Jin urged: "Doctor Wei, please here."

Wei Caiwei followed quickly and came to the sleeping hall, and saw Lu Ying half kneeling next to Long Ta, but it was Lu Bing lying on Long Ta.

Lu Bing's face was as gray as death, with needles stuck in several large holes on his body, motionless, like a wooden person, if it weren't for the slight movement of his chest, he would be a dead person.

Wei Caiwei hurried over, opened her eyelids to look at her pupils, and then took her pulse.

Lu Ying held his father's hand tightly and said to Wei Caiwei: "You hurry up and save him. Your father's stroke was saved by you in time. You can."

Wei Caiwei looked at the prescriptions that the Taiyuan Hospital had poured into Lu Bing. They were all good prescriptions for the right remedy. It was impeccable. The matter was over. Only bloodletting and acupuncture can be supplemented. The rest can only be seen by God today. No more people.

Once the operation was completed, a thin layer of sweat formed on Wei Caiwei's forehead.

Lu Ying felt like ants crawling on the palm of her hand. She spread out the palm of her hand and found that her father's fingers were moving slightly.

Looking at his father's face again, his eyelids are moving slightly, and his eyelashes seem to be blowing in the wind, "Father has a reaction!"

Emperor Jiajing rushed over and called Lu Bing, "Brother Nai! It's okay! Lu Ying is here, your favorite daughter, you will be okay!"

The bed was crowded with people, and Wei Caiwei retreated sensibly. She was tired and nervous just now. Wang Daxia asked her if she wanted something to eat. She shook her head, "I'll go out and be quiet."

Wang Daxia put a big cloak on her, holding the hand stove, and the two walked out of the hall together and stood under the porch. There was heavy snow outside, and the north wind stopped.

Xueluo was silent, and Wang Daxia asked, "Master Lu...had you rescued it?" Lu Bing was kind to him, and Lu Ying was a good boss of Daming. Wang Daxia couldn't accept reality, and fantasized about Lu Bing's recovery.

Wei Caiwei is a doctor. She knows what it means to have four strokes in a row. Many people went after the second stroke. She watched Xuexue for a while and said, "I'm afraid it will be a return to the light. You have to be prepared."

"That—" Wang Daxia whispered: "If Master Lu is not there, I am afraid that Commander Lu will not be able to stay in Jin Yiwei. She has always been so dedicated to doing things. The ability and conduct are unique in Jin Yiwei. She also swears. We must break the white lotus religion, what can we do?"

"So you have to be prepared." Wei Caiwei said: "When your parents pass away, the civil minister must resign from Ding You for three years, unless the emperor is arrogant, but the military attache does not need Ding You to protect his family and the country. You can continue after the funeral. As a errand, you have been in Jinyiwei for half a year. You have to support Lu Ying to prevent anyone from taking advantage of it and seizing power. Breaking the white lotus religion is a great achievement. There is no place for Lu Ying to stand in Jinyiwei Yamen."

Wang Daxia squeezed her fist, "They dare! Come and I will hit one."

In the last life, Lu Ying should have retired from Jinyiwei after Lu Bing died, because she married her father after three years of filial piety, and kept the widow within a few months. Rumors say that she is a broom star of Kef Koff. . At that time, Wei Caiwei had only heard of the poor Miss □, but because she didn't know her, she couldn't understand the pain and struggle of Lu Ying being forced to leave the career she liked.

In this life, Wei Caiwei tried his best to save Lu Bing, reminding Lu Bing not to drink, but because of the king's fate, he still couldn't change the fate of Lu Bing's violent death. On the contrary, the accident happened more than ten days earlier.

Wei Caiwei has a deep sense of powerlessness, but not reconciled! The emperor wants to give medicine, she can't predict, nor can she stop it, but Lu Ying's career should be able to be rescued!

Such a gorgeous thorny rose should shine, not after losing Lu Bing, and then quickly withering and ruining in a short marriage.

Wei Caiwei said, "Calm down and think about how to keep Lu Ying's position during her funeral. No one is allowed to get involved."

Wang Daxia said: "You can rest assured that the most important thing that the leader Lu is doing is the white lotus religion. This matter cannot be completed overnight. All the secret posts and the contacts of the informants are with the leader Lu. The secret words of the communication and The informant roster is only known to our confidantes and Lu Tong. We have mastered the core secrets. If we want to insert a person outside, we can also try to put him in the air..."

Wei Caiwei reminded that Wang Daxia was too late to brew the sadness of losing Master Lu. It is important to keep Lu Ying's errands first.

In the sleeping hall, Lu Bing's hands and feet reacted, and his mouth roared from time to time, which made Lu Ying and Emperor Jiajing look forward to it.

That night, Lu Yingyi stayed with his father and talked to him, hoping that his father would open his eyes. Emperor Jiajing and Yi lay on the chair of the imperial master. The imperial physicians were busy, either administering medicine or hanging out, or acupuncture and massage.

After a while, when people were most sleepy, Lu Ying's voice was going to be dumb, and Lu Bing finally opened his eyes.

His pupils have diverged slightly, and his eyes are blurred, as if looking at people through a layer of window paper, and everything in front of him loses its color and becomes a freehand black and white ink painting, and the ink is faint, like hanging on the wall. Thousand-year paintings.

He also couldn't hear clearly, just like a potential underwater, listening to the voices of people on the shore.

In this way, half-deaf and half-deaf, he still recognized Lu Ying by instinct, and gently grabbed his daughter's palm with his finger.

Emperor Jiajing stood up suddenly from the chair of his grandmaster, almost fainted to the ground. He was propped up by Huang Jin and Wang Daxia who were on duty at night. When he reached the edge of Long Sa, he shouted: "Brother Nai!"

Lu Bing could only see the vague figure. He recognized Emperor Jiajing and made a roar. His tongue was stiff and he could no longer say the word "huang", but his roar was a bit like "yellow", so Emperor Jiajing He still heard Lu Bing calling himself, and quickly said, "I am here! I am!"

Lu Bing exhausted all his strength, and the power of his whole body was in the right hand held by Lu Ying. The time was long and only his right hand could move.

Emperor Jiajing choked up and said: "I understand what Nanny means. Nanny can't worry about her. I will treat Sakura as my own, take good care of her, and pamper her and leave her alone like you."

Lu Bing actually couldn't hear what the pale black figure was saying, but his heart quieted inexplicably, and his fingers stopped moving.

Lu Bing closed his eyes, but he could "see" miraculously. The world before him changed from light ink to thick ink, and then slowly restored its color, and everything became clear.

A lot of pictures flashed quickly in front of him, time from near to far, he begged the emperor to open the city gate to let the victims in during the Gengwu Rebellion.

Lu Ying, a young girl, competed with him and beat him for the first time.

Regardless of etiquette, he rushed into the harem and rescued Emperor Jiajing who was about to be strangled alive. He cut off Bai Ling. The emperor’s throat was already wounded and unable to speak. He held his hand tightly, in his arms, like a weak The poor and helpless child whimpered and wept.

He picked up Lu Ying, who had just been full moon, and kissed his daughter's fat white and cute fat feet.

Enduring the pain of being burned, he rushed into the burning palace, dragged the trembling young emperor hiding under the table, put his back on his shoulder, and rushed out of the fire.

He was dressed in a uniform, as a guard, watching the young boy wearing a dragon gown ascended the throne as the emperor, bowed down with his officials, and shouted three long live.

He became younger and became a fifteen-year-old boy. Holding the hand of a twelve-year-old boy, wearing civilian clothes, he sneaked out of the small Anlu city and went to the big city Jingzhou to play. He can't get out of the domain without purpose, otherwise he will be regarded as conspiracy, he is uneasy, but the young boy sees everything is fresh and magical, so happy, he feels that the adventure is worthwhile.

He became smaller again and became a three-year-old boy. He ate breast milk until he was three years old. He still wanted to eat again, but was forced to wean. From this, he developed the habit of eating fingers, and his index finger was deformed. Noisy, crying day and night to find a mother.

The mother was forced to take him into the Xianwang Mansion. He followed his mother like a little tail and came to a beautiful and gorgeous place like a fairy nest. There was a little baby sleeping in the cradle, and he ate his fingers together. I passed by and smelled the little baby. It smells so good, exactly the same as the smell on my mother!

It was the taste he liked, and he finally took out the delicious fingers from his mouth and gave him a kiss on the baby's plump face.

The mother said to him: "He is your nanny, you see that he can't talk, can't walk, and even needs help when peeing, but can't do anything. You must protect him."

He ate his fingers again and nodded.

The little baby in the cradle woke up, not crying or making trouble, but still smiling at him, and yeah, waving his milky fist at him.

The picture in Lu Bing's mind stopped flashing back at this moment and stayed here forever.

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