The Submissive Emperor

Chunde ten years, August 17th.

The autumn tiger has not left, and the day is still sultry.

Mrs. Zhang was sitting on the wicker chair under the porch with her fat fingers pinching a melon seed and leaning to her mouth. Because her fingers were too thick, she had to lift her lips, revealing two rows of jagged teeth, and squatted apart. He puffed the melon seed shell far away, and then squinted at Xun Xia who was standing two steps away. Don’t even talk about 50-year-old ginseng, but 30-year-old ginseng is gone."

Xun Xia Xing’s eyes widened, she just stared at the fat lady, and sneered: “Mother Zhang is joking. How many ginsengs there are in the Guogong Mansion, even as radishes, can’t be eaten all morning. "

"The girl is really not in charge and I don't know that Chai Mi is expensive. She is about to prepare a dowry for the son of the world. Those of us who do rough work, I am afraid that we will not even have to eat the radish." Lady Zhang said with a smile on her face. A flower showed a few yellowed fangs, and said three words "prepare dowry" in a loud and slow voice.

"Then mother needs more carrots. If you really can't make it, go to Suzaku Hall and kowtow to the elder son, saying you can't reward your mother with food," I know that I will not come to ginseng today. She was polite, took out the ice silk soft silk veil and gracefully touched the sweat on her chin, turned around and said to the little maid beside her, "People say that vicious women have ghost teeth. This is really true."

"Little bitch, who are you talking about?" Lady Zhang heard the words and immediately jumped up from the chair.

Xunxia's steps are still not hurried, the goose-yellow Kesizi shining in the afternoon sun, giggling and saying: "Mum says who it is."

Lady Zhang was shivering with anger, but did not dare to catch up. The wife-in-law who came to pick up the goods saw it clearly, they all pretended not to see anything, and turned their heads after picking up the things.

Coming out of the upper courtyard, passing through a nine-curved corridor, is the garden of the Anguo Government, and on the other side of the garden is the residence of the son-the Vermilion Bird Hall.

Xun Xia returned to the Suzaku Hall. The little maid had already cooked the ginseng soup. Yingqiu walked over with the water basin. She could not help but sigh when she saw her empty hands. Breathe?"

Xun Xia took the ginseng soup and brought them into the room. When she saw the unconscious person on the bed, she couldn't help crying, "There are so many things that fall into the ground in this house. If I don't beat and beat them, the son of the world will heal the wounds. Day, we..."

The person on the bed was Lou Jing, the son of An Guo Gongfu. His slender body was lying motionless on the bed. The snow satin shirt was carefully cut from the back, revealing the blue and purple back, and the injury between the waist and the thigh was even more serious. It was serious. The bed sheet under him was stained with blood, and it looked mottled and patchy, which was very shocking.

"Father, you marry your only aunt to the prince, who do you want to give the title of Duke Anguo?"

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"Asshole thing, that's how your grandfather taught you to talk to your father?"

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"Fight! Beat me fiercely, I will let you know today, what is a father as a son!"

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Lou Jing opened his eyes sweating profusely, only feeling that there was no pain anywhere on his body.

"Shizi, you are awake!" The light and lively voice should be his big girl looking for Xia.

Sweat wetted his eyelashes, making his vision a little blurred, Xunxia quickly took the veil and wiped his sweat.

Lou Jing blinked, and the scene in front of him gradually became clear, "How long have I slept?" His voice was a little hoarse, and he tried to move his body. Although it was painful, his legs could still move, and there should be no bones.

"It's only three hours." Xun Xia looked at Lou Jing's pale and paper-like handsome face, and couldn't help but reddened her eyes again. She turned her back and wiped her tears, took the warm tea that Ying Qiu handed over, and served it carefully. He drank it.

Lou Jing drank the tea and felt better, "What happened to me during this period of time when I passed out?"

"The slave and maidservant didn't know anything about the upper yard. I saw that Lord Guo asked him to bring you back, put you down and left. I didn't ask for a doctor. Gao Shiwei applied medicine to you, and the slave gave you some ginseng soup." Xun Xia was talking about it, and a flash of resentment flashed in her eyes.

Anguo Gongfu is the home of Zhongmingding Food. If you are sick, you can only look for an imperial doctor. The grandfather of the country refuses to ask, and these guards and maidservants can't help it. But the eldest son is hurt so badly, isn’t the grandfather afraid that the elder son won’t be able to survive it?

Lou Jing was silent, her thin lips pressed into a straight line, and he said for a long time: "Go and ask Gao Yi to come in."

Yesterday my father entered the palace, and when he came back, he looked happy, saying that the emperor had pointed out a good marriage. It was only when he checked his greetings this morning that his father asked him to marry him to the east palace. Be a princess!

Regardless of what it was like to suddenly let him live with the prince who was also a man, he was the eldest son of the Lou family, the first son of Anguo, who was entrusted with the royal family. If he wanted him to marry into the palace, that would be to seize his knighthood. How could his father? Confused enough to marry out the only son? I just said a few more words, which caused my father to use the family law...

Not long after, a sturdy man in brown shorts walked in, knelt on one knee beside the bed, and whispered: "My son, the grandfather of the country has changed the guard of Suzaku Hall, and even the side door is guarded dead."

Hearing this, Lou Jing couldn't help but sneer. Is the father afraid that he will run away, or is he afraid that he will pass the news out? Now he has difficulty even getting out of bed. Whether it is to inquire about the news or disturb the marriage, it is extremely difficult, and his father is really considerate!

"Get pen and ink." Lou Jing couldn't just sit and wait for death. Lou Jing struggled to prop up his body, sweating on his forehead instantly. Shaking his fingertips, he took out a small bottle of suet jade in the secret compartment on the bed, poured out a pill, swallowed it, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a while, and his face was a little relieved.

This medicine was taken when you were seriously injured on the battlefield and had to continue to work hard. It can instantly relieve the pain, but it is harmful to the body, so you can't take more.

Taking advantage of the efficacy of the medicine, Lou Jing quickly wrote a few letters and handed them to Gao Yi, "If you leave your ideas, they must be delivered."

"Yes!" Gao Yi took a few letters into his arms, bowed his head and simply saluted, got up and left quickly.

The room was sultry, Lou Jing let people open the window, the green smoke in the three-legged sapphire incense burner was blown away by the wind, and the room was immediately filled with a faint cold fragrance.

Xunxia was afraid that Shi Ziye would be bored on his stomach, so she told him about quarreling with Granny Zhang to make him happy.

"Really..." Lou Jing narrowed his eyes, and his words were a bit playful.

Mrs. Zhang dared to act like this, surely out of instructiveness. Mrs. Anguo, who is now presiding over the family gift, is a continuation of her three years ago. Although she is domineering, she never dared to provoke him. Now that she is doing things like this, there must be some reliance on it, so will this reliance be related to Is his marriage related?

Seeing the sunset Xishan, Gao Yi hasn't returned yet, but what came is an imperial decree.

"Grandpa Huai came to declare the decree in person, and Grandpa Guo sent someone to urge the son to go to the front yard." Ying Qiu blocked the steward who had come to the Vermilion Hall to report the letter, and Xun Xia walked in and asked Lou Jing what he meant.

The servants in Suzaku Hall were filled with indignation, knowing that the eldest son could not even get out of the bed, and even pretending to be okay, he would kneel down to take orders. The grandpa was too cruel.

Lou Jing raised his eyebrows and changed a comfortable posture to lie down, "I was seriously injured. I asked my wife for a hanging ginseng but didn't ask for it. Now I fainted again. If my father wants me to take the order, Ask someone to carry it."

Xun Xia, who was originally flushed with anger, laughed out loud, then responded with a crisp "Yes", and turned to go back to the job with a sad face.

"Asshole thing!" After hearing the steward's reply, Anguo almost didn't lose his breath. With that kid's body, this injury is nothing at all. Besides, can Suzakutang not even have a ginseng? However, Huaizhong, the chief administrator of the palace, was present and couldn't have any seizures. He could only stare fiercely at Jishi, and whispered bitterly, "Are you okay to provoke him?"

Mrs. Anguo's wife Wei was very aggrieved, and outsiders dared to say more, she could only swallow the veil tightly in her hand.

Anguo turned around, changed his expression immediately, and smiled to Huai Zhong, "Zhu Zi is stubborn, and I ran out to play again sometime, and I can't find him for a while, father-in-law, look..."

Huaizhong is a human spirit who climbed up in the imperial palace. He didn't understand that the father and son had a disagreement. They smiled and didn't know, "The imperial decree must not be delayed. That's it."