The Village Doctress

Huang Ruimu ’s dark guard leader Chao Rui saw the thoughts of his own master, plus he also desperately wanted to build his merits. After frowning, he arched and said to Huangfu: “Your Majesty, Prince Jin has no respect for His Majesty. There is no awareness as a courtier ... Now that the major events have been decided, it is in the control of His Majesty, whether or not he will arrange his staff as soon as possible ... "

"Nothing! You do n’t have to do this. Widows have their own care! If you mess up the plan of the widows, the widows will never be spared!" Huang Fu glanced sharply and glanced at Zhao Rui, "You only You need to do what you do! "

Chao Rui's face was sullen, and "Song Tong" knelt on the ground to plead guilty.

Huang Fu's eyebrows waved at him coldly, motioning him to step down.

Chao Ruiru was pardoned, and immediately knelt and retreated.

At this time, Huang Fumu's grandfather Yonganhou asked for an interview.

His grandfather also tried to protect him while he was a "fool". Huang Fumu still respected him very much. After he ascended the throne, he also secured the title of Yong'anhou to his grandfather.

As soon as Yongan Hou knelt down and bowed down, Huang Fumu quickly walked up and lifted his body. "The grandfather's body is not good. How did he enter the palace today?"

Yong'an Hou's health is not good all year round. This is also true, so Huang Fumu is very sympathetic to him.

"The old minister came here for the posthumous event ..."

"The grandfather doesn't need to mention it. After the establishment, there are few things in the mind, not now." Huang Fumu immediately interrupted his words, and his sharp eyes glanced at Yong'anhou's face.

Yong'an Hou was shocked. If his back was on his back, his old face couldn't help but turn red, and he couldn't help trembling: "Old minister, Yue Yue! Please forgive me!"

Huang Fumu nodded faintly. "The widow knows that his grandfather cares about the widow.

It also counted that he respected the foreigner's grandfather, and only then explained to him when things happened.

Seeing that the grandson's voice was softer, Yong'anhou still wanted to fight for his family, and looked up at the young emperor who had just succeeded him indefinitely. "Your Majesty, can you tell the old minister that you value What kind of girl? In this way, the old minister would also go back and ask your grandmother and a few aunts to help you .... Poor mother-in-law, go early. It should have been her motherhood! "

Yong'an Hou was also very savvy. Although he asked if he shouldn't, he immediately pulled out the daughter who had died prematurely.

Sure enough, the original young emperor Jun's face was already covered with clouds. He heard the grandfather's grandfather mentioned that his biological mother had restrained the fury of Thunder, only stretched his face, clenched his thin lips, and stared down without saying a word Grandma with grandma.

"Widows value it?" He suddenly said lightly. "Which other widow people do not value, not everyone in this country can do it. So what kind of woman is needed to carry it, isn't it clear to my grandfather? What? "

Yongan Hou Wenyan felt relieved and thought that the young emperor was willing to leave the post-mortem affairs to his own family. Now he nodded again and boldly recommended himself: "If your Majesty does not hate you, look at the spirit of your grandma's family. How is it? "

"Lingsu?" Huangfu Mu asked quietly, his mind came to the bright smile of the three cousin Lingsu, "the Lingdie is only seventeen this year?"

Seeing him ask such a question, a reassuring smile had appeared on the old face of Yong'an Hou, recounting: "Your Majesty remembers well, Lingsu is seventeen this year. Although he is alive and active at home, he should learn the same Did not pull down, the most important thing is that the child has always been attached to His Majesty! "

The last sentence made Huang Fumu laugh, "Oh? Lingsu has always been attached to the widowed?"

"Yes!" Yong'an Hou felt more confident.

"Hehe, the widow was a fool before, cousin Lingsu will always be attached to the widow?" Huang Fumu tickled his lips, and a taunt appeared in his eyes.

Yong'an Hou didn't dare to look up at his face. In addition, he felt good and naturally didn't notice any danger. He just said happily: "Yeah, so this is rare. Your aunt and aunt see her as the youngest girl. She didn't stop her. She was thinking about letting her marry her majesty after she was eighteen, but she did not expect her majesty to be so good now! "

Huang Fumu was too lazy to care about what his grandfather said was true or not. Anyway, he had no foundation except for his foreign family. In order to stabilize the foreign family, it was necessary to take a cousin into the palace.

That girl, Lingsu, is agile and lively. In fact, there is also a shadow of the girl. Just let her!

"The widow will pick a Jiri to pick up the Lingsu cousin into the palace. She is always a widow's cousin, so let's give the rank of a noble person first." Huang Fumu decided sharply.

But Yong'an Hou froze and murmured, "Let ... let Lingsu be a noble?"

Huang Fumu nodded and smiled gently, "Yeah, let's start with the noble. If she is in the palace, she will be the first person in the widow's harem."

Yong Anhou was blocked by his words, and he was bitter in his mouth, but he didn't know what to say ...

Their family took pains to arrange for the queen's position, thinking that this matter was nailed down. I didn't expect it to be sacked just after opening the mouth, and only took the honor of a noble to fool!

"If the grandfather is fine, the widow has to deal with government affairs." Huang Fu Mu Duan tea off the guests, do not want to do more entanglement with this old man.

The old eyes of Yong'an Hou's eyes were darkened, and the new emperor was afraid to say that he was disgusted, so he had to rest his mind, and then he nodded, then nodded, and said, "Thank you for your grace ..."

Eyebrows slightly swept back to Yong Anhou's staggering back, Huang Fumu's lips twitched coldly, and rubbed his eyebrows. I was worried that this was just the beginning, and I was annoyed in the future!

auzw.com It seems that this emperor is really not good enough, he understands why Huang Fujin has an indifferent mind to the throne ...

And Huang Fujin has returned to Prince Jin's palace.

As soon as he returned home, he went straight to the study because Lin Gospel liked to stay in his study in the day.

Gospel Lin has already eaten those three antidote, and now he looks better.

At this moment, Lin Gospel was sitting on the desk and wrote back to Meng extraordinary, Princess Ruo Shui and Da Wei's confidants.

At first, when she was brought back to Prince Jin by Huang Fujin, she wrote to Dawei to report her safety, and she also received many letters from Dawei.

Meng Bufan really lived up to her entrustment. He was in the Ming Dynasty, and if the princess Shui was in the dark, the two would calm Dawei's government, and the Dawei court always thought that she was the regent princess. Ill, sick bed.

But even though Meng Fanfan can now control the current situation with the secret support of Princess Ruoshui, some important things that he thinks will still be written to Lin Gospel to report.

But he didn't know, and didn't intend to ask where Lin Gospel is now, so the written letters were all given to Feng Wei.

The Gospel of Lin also wrote to the old man of Tian Hezi at the beginning, so the letters she wrote later were all passed on by Feng Wei.

It was just that the old man of Tianhezi said that she would have a great calamity going north, so she sent a Fengwei Qianli to come to Beirong to protect her, and she also brought Phoenix Yufei to the magic soldier. coming.

As soon as Lin Gospel heard the footsteps, he knew that Huang Fujin had returned. He paused and stood up, then walked from the desk to the coffee table, and poured a cup of warm tea for him.

Huang Fujin saw that she was so considerate, and she felt warm, took a few steps quickly, came to her, and reached for her tea.

The Gospel of Lin saw that his look was not good, and he guessed in his heart that it would be unpleasant to see Huang Fumu again this time, and didn't ask much.

Huang Fujin took a few sips of tea before she took a break.

When Gospel Lin saw that he was not drinking anymore, he reached for his tea cup and took it gently, laying it aside on the coffee table.

Huang Fujin sat down on the redwood chair on one side, tiredly reached out and rubbed his brows.

"I see you so tired every day now. I was thinking that if you were the emperor of Beirong, it would be all right." Lin Gou stepped behind him and reached out and gently pressed his shoulders.

Huang Fujin shook her head and reached out to catch her hands. "Yiner, you're talking stupid again. If I really become an emperor, I'm afraid I won't be more tired now. I think about it, now this Beirong The situation, his Huang Fumu can do it hard, but I may not be better than him! "

It is not impossible to do it, it is not to do it.

This may be the difference between him and Huang Fumu.

The Gospel of Lin heard nothing, and did not know what to say.

She knew that Huang Fujin was right. In some cases, Huang Fujin was not a cruel person.

He only adheres to the principle that people do n’t offend me, I do n’t offend, and if anyone offends me, I will fight back.

He even sometimes disdains revenge.

For example, this time Huang Fumu used her to replace his throne. He didn't want to really take it back and revenge him severely.

"Yiner, help me rub the temples." Huang Fujin frowned suddenly, then said to Lin Gospel.

Lin Goshen nodded and didn't think much about it, only distressed and asked, "Are you a headache?"

"Well, there was a pain on the way back, I just thought I was thinking about things more these days, but I didn't expect it to hurt even more after sitting down." Huang Fujin said casually.

Lin Gospel naturally thinks that he is thinking too much these days and is busy: "Then you go to bed now and rest for a while, and I will prescribe a formula to calm you down, just drink a few pills. . "

Huang Fujin nodded, and Wen said, "Yeah."

After Gospel Lin pressed him and rubbed his temples, he helped him to his inner room.

After serving Huang Fujin and resting, Lin Gospel stayed in Huang Fujin's inner room to accompany him. In order to pass the time, she looked at a volume of travels written by ancients.

When Huang Fujin was lying on the bed, she suddenly felt empty of her mind, and felt that something was missing.

He closed his eyes and shook his head.

The Gospel of Lin felt it, his eyes moved away from the travel notes, and his gaze moved to Huang Fujin's face. "What's wrong? Still feel uneasy?"