The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

After confirming the location, Zhu Houzhao looked a little hesitant, and the hand holding the scalpel was trembling.

Cutting off others and cutting your own dad, it really is different.

Fang Jifan saw Zhu Houzhao's hesitation: "Your Highness, you can. Cut it, time is running out."

Zhu Houzhao: "Father Emperor ... offended."

"..." Emperor Hongzhi was still awake. After the pain, he felt that his abdomen was no longer his own.

He breathed desperately.

I feel my life is passing away.

At this moment, Zhu Hou Zhao raised his knife and fell, and the "waist" was cut off. Zhu Houzhao pulled out the "waist" and then said: "Take hemostatic forceps again."

Fang Jifan handed the hemostatic forceps, Zhu Houzhao looked for the affected mouth, hemostasis, and then began to take medicine, and Fang Jifan wore a whale skin glove to take out the appendix, and could not help but frown and dance: "His Royal Highness, look, it really deserves to be Really emperor, this waist is extraordinary, from afar, heroic, like a rooster, there is the tyrant of Wangba. The waist is good. There are countless waists, and I have never seen a waist like this. Very, holding it in the palm of your hand, there is actually a heart of worship. Seeing this waist, it made the minister want to celebrate. Long live your majesty, my emperor's virtue ... long live, long live! "

Emperor Hongzhi was lingering, only to feel his head dizzy, thinking that he would not wake up.

At this hearing, I was agitated suddenly, the blood veins burst, and the blood vessels that stopped the blood were filled 3, and it seemed to be bleeding.

He moved, what he wanted to say.

Zhu Houzhao patted his father's heart, appeased him, and cursed: "Be normal, this waist smells."

Fang Jifan put his waist down and embarrassedly said: "Seniors are so afraid, so they just made a joke, ha ... haha ​​..."

Zhu Houzhao finished finishing, and immediately began to sew the wound. He fixed his eyes, his eyes moved with the needle, and sewed very fast. After the needle was sewed, he let out a long breath: "What do you want to eat at noon?"

"Big yellow croaker?"

Zhu Houzhao lowered his head and started to take the medicine, shaking his head: "It's not tasty. In order to wish the father and mother a healthy life, eat waist soup."

"Good." Fang Jifan was beautiful.

After taking the medicine, Zhu Houzhao felt that his body in the gown was already soaked with sweat, but here, he could not easily take off the mask and take off the gown. Seeing the embarrassing appearance of the emperor Hongzhi, it might be too painful or smelly For Mazitang's sake, he tried his father's breath, although his breathing was weak, it was fairly stable.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Su Yue, Su Yue ..."

Su Yue came in a hurry.

"Take care and take care of yourself." Zhu Houzhao ordered.

Su Yue's face was pale, but she nodded frequently: "Yes."

The two stepped out of the silkworm room.

Outside, the incense burned only half a column. Xiao Jing stared at the incense while he waited anxiously. After a hurry, Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan came out of the silkworm room and said, "Your Highness, how?"

"It has been cut." Zhu Hou said.

Xiao Jing was obviously not asking this. He red eyed: "What the slave-servant wants to ask is, can your majesty survive?"

What's the use of cutting?

Will we cut ourselves?

The most important thing is, what effect does this cut have?

Fang Jifan said: "To see if we can survive tonight, if we can survive tonight, it will be counted."

Xiao Jing got nervous: "Then let's go in and see."

He was not at ease, and there was no one to take care of around His Majesty.

Although Xiao Jing is not a good person, he is very dedicated to the Hongzhi Emperor. His mission in his life has been since he entered the palace. Over the past 30 years, when the emperor Hongzhi was a toddler, he was assigned. Then, he served the emperor Hongzhi.

His Majesty is his God.

"No one can enter." Fang Jifan said.

Xiao Jing was annoyed: "Why not, it must have happened, you tell the truth."

Fang Jifan wanted to say that if you go in, it is easy to bring in germs. At this time, Emperor Hongzhi used a knife and had to rest in a sterile condition. How can someone be allowed to enter.

Zhu Hou shouted sharply: "You're back first!"

Xiao Jing was silent for a while, still a little dissatisfied, but still obediently saluted and dared not make trouble again.

The operation cost only half a stick of incense, and it was done very quickly, mainly because of Zhu Houzhao's technical proficiency.

This operation is perfect.

It's just ... how about the recovery afterwards, but no one can be sure.

Zhu Houzhao took off his mask, goggles, and gown, and took off his gloves. He looked depressed: "If you can't save your father, this is the sin of death in this palace."

Fang Jifan comforted him: "Your Majesty's waist is so unusual. It can be seen that His Majesty is an extraordinary person, and he can certainly recover. His Royal Highness has done his best."

Zhu Houzhao sat down and tried to make a heartless and lungless look: "Yes, I have tried my best, are you hungry?"

"hungry?"

After a few incense sticks, Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao held the bowl, and the two squatted outside the silkworm to enjoy themselves.

This is a habit formed during the operation, because the operation volume is large and busy, and I still have to listen to Su Yue's report at any time, which has prevented some special circumstances from happening and Su Yue can't handle it in time.

But the meal still had to be eaten, so the two of them used large bowls, filled with food, and squatted on a small mound not far from the silkworm house.

"Look who eats fast." Zhu Houzhao sucked his nose and wanted to cry, not knowing how to vent his emotions: "I'm going to eat, I'm going to eat."

If he said that he was going to eat, Fang Jifan's face was almost pasted into his big bowl. Hula started to stuff the food into his mouth.

"This palace knows!" Zhu Houzhao didn't want to let it go, he was also happy, and he was very imposing.

Far away, the mighty team is already here.

This long snake-like procession to Xishan, the Queen Mother and Queen Zhang's Fengjia has arrived.

After all, they are women's dependents, and they came with their ministers. No matter how anxious, Zhang Luo was needed, which delayed a long time.

At this time, both the Empress Dowager and the Empress Zhang had stepped away. The officials looked around anxiously. What about your majesty, where is your majesty?

Xiao Jing looked wronged and greeted him. He was worried about His Majesty's condition, so he was very disdainful about the bad behavior of Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan, and he was a little bit out.

"Where is your majesty?"

The Empress Dowager asked anxiously: "It is said that it is in the silkworm room, no one is allowed to enter or leave, and the slave-maid wants to enter several times, and they are blocked. Mother, your majesty is now alive and dead, and the slave-maid ... worry.

The Empress Dowager thought to herself, why was the Ai family anxious, she said anxiously: "So where is the Prince and Fang Jifan?"

Xiao Jing turned his head and pointed at the two figures on the hill: "They are eating."

"..."

All of a sudden, the Qunchen almost exploded.

They were so anxious to die that they hadn't eaten breakfast, and now it was almost past noon, and their hungry fronts were attached to their backs. At this time, they were already hungry.

But have they ever thought about eating?

Never thought about it.

Why ...

Anxious.

It ’s all for this one, who is so embarrassed to mention eating.

Then they raised their eyes and looked into the distance, the two vague shadows, squatting, their faces almost digging into the rice bowl, and the rice bowl ... so big, they can be stuffed into a head.

Too bad ... they eat it?

Someone could not help whispering, whispering.

The Empress Dowager frowned: "What is the situation now?"

"Slave ... The slave maid didn't know. His Royal Highness, he didn't let the slave maid know." Xiao Jing said.

The Empress Dowager said: "Bring the two princes and Fang Jifan together and let them stop eating!"

"Yes."

Xiao Jing hurriedly went to the mound. This time he was supported by the empress dowager. He knew that he would offend the prince, but he was on the side of his majesty, so he dared: "Don't eat anymore. "

Fang Jifan hiccuped and did not dare to neglect. He and Zhu Houzhao hurried to Fengjia.

This time the situation was not small, all the people who could come came.

The Empress Dowager saw Zhu Houzhao's face, and there were many rice grains, but his heart was very irritable: "Prince, how?"

"Sun Chen has cut off his waist." Zhu Hou said.

"and then?"

"Then just wait!" Zhu Hou Zhao said: "It depends on whether the father emperor can survive tonight, if he can survive it, the father emperor ... will be saved."

Everyone looked at each other, and all were disturbed.

Fang Jifan said: "Please ask the two ladies to speak in Zhenguofu."

Settle everyone.

The Empress Dowager doubted their words.

Liu Jian and others are even more uneasy.

In this lobby, everyone is silent.

Only Princess Taikang was worried, and was placed in the side house. No one came to her at this juncture. She seemed very scrupulous, and she was very worried.

Fang Jifan took advantage of nobody's attention, so he brought a bowl of tea and sneaked into Xiao She.

"Your Highness, are you hungry?" Fang Jifan entered.

Zhu Xiurong looked pale and slightly supported his forehead: "I ... not hungry."

Fang Jifan stepped forward, there was no light here, although it was white, but it was airtight, black, Fang Jifan sat on her side and sighed: "Your Majesty Ji people have their own appearance, please, Your Highness, don't worry , Your Highness, the sky is falling, and there is me. "

This heart-warming sentence suddenly made the painful Zhu Xiurong's emotions on the verge of collapse.

Fang Jifan saw that she was going to cry ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ immediately said: "Just before I saw your majesty's waist, haven't you seen it?"

Suddenly, Zhu Xiurong's idea shifted.

"That's true, good fellow. When the waist was taken out of the belly, the golden light was bright, and the eyes of the thorns could not be opened. The afterglow of the waist could actually compete with the lights in the house. Your majesty is really a son of heaven, I thought it was nothing but the compliments of the ministers. His Highness thought and knew that His Majesty is the Son of God. It is inevitable that there will be a group of people who only know the compliments. Their words are not credible. But I saw them in person today. It turned out to be true. Your majesty is the world under the fairy. "

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