I Raised A Sick And Weak Prince

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In the past eight days, the news of the assassination of the second prince had already spread in the palace.

This kind of thing can be called a court scandal, either because of riots/riots caused by disasters, or someone deliberately murdered the prince. Regardless of the reason for the assassination, the royal family does not want the news to spread.

However, there were too many princes and young ladies who went hunting in Autumn Yanshan that day. Although they were all silent on the surface, they did not leak any rumors, but they had already spread in private.

The emperor was furious about this, and he sped up his speed to send the Imperial Forest Army to investigate, and sent an imperial physician to diagnose and treat the second prince.

During the diagnosis and treatment, the imperial physician dipped some of the medicinal powder on the chest of the second prince with his fingers and put it under his nose to smell it carefully.

The second prince lay on the bed for a few days, and the wound on his chest almost healed, but he still looked weak and asked, "Doctor Xu, but what did you find?"

Imperial Doctor Xu said: "Your Highness, to tell you the truth, this medicinal powder should be similar to the Jinchuang medicine of the Imperial College Hospital, both of which are made of hibiscus leaves, borneol, etc., but I don't know why this goldenchuang medicine has such a miraculous effect. Let your injury recover so quickly!"

"I have never seen a medicine with such a recovery effect. I think there must be some other secret recipe in this powder, but I am incompetent and can't tell the difference."

"The one who healed you must be a genius doctor!"

Even if he didn't say it, the second prince felt very strange. The moment he stabbed himself with the arrow, he had already stabbed deeply into the flesh and blood. If he went deeper, he would probably go to see Lord Yama, according to his original plan. , the wound will take at least three to five months to heal.

But now, he was able to get out of bed in just a few days because of the grassman who had rescued him inexplicably from Qiuyan Mountain!

The second prince's plan was destroyed, although he was a little annoyed in his heart, but more of a doubt.

Who was the one who rescued him? Why save him? Those who can come up with this magical medicine are not ordinary people.

"Physician Xu, you have a lot of knowledge, can you guess who this Jinchuang medicine came from?"

Xu Taiyi said: "I am ashamed and have no clue. But some time ago I heard that someone in the capital was treating people in Yong'an Temple, and many people who suffered from the cold were cured overnight. I think it is the same person as the genius doctor who saved people in Yong'an Temple. ?"

The second prince also heard about this, but just relying on this bottle of gold creation medicine could not connect the person who saved him with the one from Yongan Temple.

He frowned and told Imperial Doctor Xu: "You should step back first, by the way, I have almost recovered, so don't tell me about it."

Xu Taiyi was the party branch of the second prince, so he agreed and then withdrew.

The second prince was lying ill in bed, while the emperor's council room was noisy.

The courtiers are bickering over the frost disaster on the northern border.

Frost disasters at the end of this year spread all over the country of Yan, and the capital was only a rise in food prices, but did not affect people's livelihood, and Beizhou was already cold, and it would be even worse if it suffered such disasters again.

Not only that, the soldiers stationed in Beizhou yesterday rushed to the Malay newspaper, saying that due to lack of food, no rain in March, drought, etc., the violent army that assembled to revolt is getting stronger and stronger. If it is not dealt with, I am afraid the violent army will be serious. To approach the Beizhou garrison.

The emperor was devastated, but for a while, he put the assassination of the second prince to the back.

The current crisis is - Beizhou frost disaster, drought, riots/chaos are urgent, who will deal with them? How to deal with it?

The Minister of the Household and the Fifth Prince's faction naturally stood up and recommended the Fifth Prince to go. When the queen's faction saw this, they immediately stood up and recommended the prince to go. The prince was sweating coldly, thinking of the violent/chaotic army, he was afraid, and refused the third company, so angry that the uncle blew his beard and stared. In addition, General Zhenyuan is the faction of the second prince. Now that the second prince is sick, he does not want to let the fifth prince make this merit again, so he took the initiative to stand up and ask Ying.

The emperor saw that these people had their own thoughts, but none of them really wanted to deal with the disaster. For the sake of the people, he was so troubled by the quarrel that he couldn't help but angrily said: "Shut up, who will go? ."

In this way, after some confusion, he retreated.

A lot of things happened in the palace, but the palace of King Ning has been quiet these days. The old lady has been busy choosing clothes and jewelry these days. Two days later, there will be a banquet for the hunting of Qiuyan Mountain in the palace, and then Lu Huan, who killed the Snow Wolf King, will be able to face the saint. The old lady and Princess Ning, as family members, will also enter the palace together.

This is the first time the old lady can enter the palace to participate in the banquet after the fall of the Ning Wangfu in recent years. She is naturally in a happy mood. The servants of the palace.

...

These episodes happened in these eight days, and Suxi was not online, so the system took the initiative to call it up and let her watch it quickly.

But she was looking at the cubs on the screen at the moment, and she didn't have the heart to see what happened in the eight-day palace and Ning Wang's mansion, so she moved this animation to the upper right of the screen and zoomed out.

And at this moment, Lu Huan naturally couldn't even think about it.

He looked at the vegetables in the box left by the man, the steam rising slowly, the white mist lingering in the winter night, real and warm, reminding him that all this was not a dream.

As soon as that guess emerged in his mind, his heart beat

It was very fast, and the blood in the whole body was rushing very fast - not because of fear, but because he seemed to finally clear the layers of clouds and get close to the person's true identity...

This is extremely important to him.

Lu Huan suppressed his rapid breathing, tried his best to calm down, and carefully sorted out everything that happened after the man appeared beside him.

I should have guessed since that person could unwittingly send all kinds of things into his house, boots, charcoal pots, sewn robes, chickens, crops, and cold shelters into his yard. of.

But at that time, Lu Huan only thought that the man was a powerful, free-spirited, martial arts expert.

After that, Yong'an Temple used wind-cold medicine to save people. He got a house and a farm from Zhong Ganping. He met with the Minister of the Household Department. He was ordered by the old lady to go hunting in Qiuyan Mountain. Always stay by his side, know clearly!

But at that time, although I had doubts in my heart, I didn't want to think about the strange power and chaos. I just thought that the source of the information was extremely wide, and he was all over the capital, and he knew everything about the big and small things that happened in the capital.

In addition, that person sent more than 200 chickens to the farm overnight, and unknowingly left a pattern in Mrs. Ning's room to tease her, which is also something that ordinary people can't do.

... Now that I think about it carefully, no matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to do these things, things that mortals are completely unable to do.

so……

Is that person really a ghost?

As for the note he left every night, although the man responded, he never left a single word. He asked the man if he couldn't leave a text for some reason, and the man said 'yes' - it turned out to be for this reason! Can ghosts and gods not be able to leave handwriting?

...

Lu Huan recalled everything from the beginning to the end, and then looked at the dish in front of him, the blood rushed to the top of his head, and he was almost completely sure of the conjecture in his heart.

That person was actually the ghost god who appeared beside him...

and many more--

So, is that person still by his side now? !

After this thought popped into Lu Huan's mind, his dark eyes suddenly froze, and his fingers clenched subconsciously.

The boy's body was tense, his eyes were dark and translucent, and there were some subtle emotions that even he couldn't tell, maybe it was joy, anticipation, apprehension, or nervousness-he looked around subconsciously, but the room was empty. The rabbit lamp under the eaves also lit the candle quietly, and it seemed that no one was by his side, but what if?

What if that person is inside the house?

Lu Huan's throat was a little dry, and he resisted the complicated emotions in his heart. He raised his head, and he didn't know where to look, so his eyes had to fall on the flickering lamp, and he opened his mouth softly.

"are you still there?"

This time, it wasn't the white bubbles that popped up, or Cub's inner thoughts, but the dialog box that popped up.

Outside the screen, Su Xi's eyes widened, and the word "fuck" was already swiped on the screen in his heart——

What the hell, what the hell, is the cub talking to her? !

The cub on the screen looked up through the window and looked under the eaves, his eyes were clearly not falling on him, but Su Xi felt that he seemed to be looking at himself through the screen. The eyes on Baozi's face are black and white, beautiful and clear.

Suxi suddenly got goosebumps. She really did, this is no longer a game, but the feeling of the intersection of two time and space separated by a screen.

Suxi's heart beat fast.

And almost before she could react, the cub on the screen asked again and again.

"Are you here?"

"If you are still...can you let me know...?"

Lines of subtitles popped up on the screen, as if talking directly to Suxi.

He held his breath, his body tensed, and he looked at the endless night sky. The lights fell on his face, bright and dark, like the traces of the intersection of two time and space.

The expression on his face had some traces of hope and longing, but it seemed to be just the tip of the iceberg, and the surging emotions in his heart could only be seen from the fingers of his tightly clenched, almost white side.

After waiting for a long time, there is still no answer.

Lu Huan opened his mouth again and said softly, "You can't make a sound, can you, if you're still here, hold my sleeve, okay?"

After his voice fell, he lowered his head and nervously waited for his sleeve to be pulled.

His snow-white sleeves were lit by candlelight, leaving a corner of the shadow on the ground.

But the shadow was quiet, without the slightest movement.

A second passed.

two seconds.

Three seconds.

...

Lu Huan couldn't help but feel some disappointment in his heart. He pursed his lips and couldn't help thinking, could it be that that person--isn't it, or that his ghost is not here at this time? So, when is the next return?

Suxi just hesitated in front of the screen, cub cub is so courageous, is he really not afraid? Can you really touch him when he's awake?

After hesitating for a while, Su Xi reached out and moved Cub's fingers.

Lu Huan was still staring at the corner of his sleeve.

But at this moment, his fingers hanging by his side seemed to be touched lightly.

Lu Huan: "..."

It was a very soft, unprecedented feeling, without the touch of the skin, without the temperature, but like a gust of wind, touching

He flicked his hand, and disappeared again.

But then, the wind seemed to be trying hard to control his strength, so as not to hurt him, and he touched the back of his hand cautiously—

Touch it again and take it back.

Lu Huan's breathing became more rapid.

He stared at his hand and said dumbly, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, you're not strong."

So, the wind relaxed a little, wrapped around his hand, and swiped his fingers, as if holding his hand, shaking it gently.

The shadow of Lu Huan's right hand on the ground also swayed, and it looked like a person's hand was moving.

But Lu Huan knew that it was two people who held his hand.

It was a very wonderful feeling, clearly just wind without temperature and shape. But it was intimate and gentle, falling on the skin of Lu Huan's hand, like a current, along Lu Huan's fingertips, all the way sparks charged down to his heart.

His fingertips jumped slightly, and his heart beat hard.

Lu Huan's eyes were faintly red.

Sure enough, it was the ghost that appeared beside him. It turns out that he has been accompanied by him all the time?

There was silence all around, the earth was quiet, Lu Huan stood still, lowered his head and stared at his hand, only to hear the heart beating violently in his chest.

Time almost stood still.

He finally felt the existence of that person...

He couldn't put into words the emotions that were surging in his heart at this moment. He grew up alone and grew up alone, and he lived very well. He never expected that someone would appear by his side, accompany him, communicate with him, and give him kindness. What playmates, relatives, friends, he is never greedy, and does not care much.

He never imagined that one day, a person would appear in his life, carrying a faint rabbit lamp, slowly pushing away the dark, dark fog around him, and coming to cross him, unlike the world.

... Was that person always by his side? staring at him? with him?

That person... No, not a person, but even a ghost, it belongs to him alone, the only ghost.

Lu Huan lowered his head quietly, the skin on his neck was cold and fair, but the blood in his heart was rushing wildly.

He felt the wind at his fingertips and tried his best to contain his ecstasy, but he couldn't, so the corners of his eyes and brows were bright.

...It was like walking alone in the dark for a long time, looking at the light, and now I finally touched the light.

Thinking of something, he raised his head, looked at the empty side, and asked softly, "No wonder you didn't come to the appointment that day, because you didn't want to come, and you couldn't show up, right?"

"If 'yes', you will hold my left hand, if 'no', you will hold my right hand."

Lu Huan said implicitly, for some reason, his ears were a little red.

Suxi off the screen never thought that he could communicate like this. Wouldn't it be possible to explain clearly why he had pigeons that day? !

She got excited, and of course she immediately held Cub Cub's left hand.

——Although I can't touch my soft little hand, but poking it, the old mother's heart also melted!

Sure enough, the cub on the screen was sitting at a forty-five-degree angle in front of the door threshold and looked up at the sky, looking melancholy, and the whole person was visibly happy. On the top of his head, "piaji" appeared, and a bright, small heart appeared.

Lu Huan coughed and asked again, "So, you don't blame me for suddenly making a request to meet, do you?"

His left hand was gently scratched.

Lu Huan was hung up for eight days, and his restless heart finally fell to the ground. He breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again and again—

Before asking the question, he paused, trying his best to pretend he didn't care and asked casually.

"Well, why did you save the second prince, do you want to help him?"

His right hand was pulled.

no.

Lu Huan's heart sank, and his voice was a little hoarse. After hesitating, he asked, "Then, is it out of good intentions? The second prince is indeed the dragon among men—"

But before the words were finished, it was the right hand again.

Suxi quickly slapped the cub's right hand away.

Lu Huan was stunned for a moment by the weight of the human being. He suddenly had a guess in his heart. This guess suddenly appeared in his mind, and his eyes lit up, and then it got brighter and brighter.

"That's because..." Lu Huan didn't say anything.

But I saw that the brush on the desk suddenly turned in a direction out of thin air and pointed at him simply and rudely—

"Is it because of me?" Lu Huan's voice fell.

The pen on the desk case was slapped twice vigorously, and it was because of you, no problem.

Lu Huan never thought that it was related to himself. Because although he wanted to enter the Taiyuan Academy, he never told that person. But could it be that that person, no, his ghost guessed what he was thinking, so he saved the second prince, just because he wanted to not delay his entry into the Imperial College?

Actually, it's all for him...

Lu Huan tried his best to hold his expression, holding on hard, holding on desperately. But the corners of his mouth rose more and more, and he couldn't hold back.

Outside the screen, Su Xi saw that a row of careful hearts suddenly appeared on the screen, beating above the cub's head as if it were about to explode.

The cub is super happy, and Suxi off the screen finally solves it

It was clear, and I covered my face, very happy. Her bloody auntie heart!

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