Chapter 71: Tyrant's blackening crisis

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The news of the palace changed quickly.
Everyone in the capital city is in danger, and they have closed their doors and closed their homes, lest they will get into trouble if they are not careful. Inevitably caused a greater panic, Yu Wang will be able to escape the former emperor and his son, but did not make a big publicity, only issued a notice that the rebel leaders have been arrested.
Over there, Yu Wang is trying to control the situation. He is still banned here. He is not allowed to chat with the outside world.
At this time, Lou Jiaru, who had completely cleaned up and down the middle and upper, was not so polite.
In its place, the lord of the king should be worried about the king, otherwise what do you want to use? He made a big stroke, and he backed up in the bureaucrat's government affairs booklet and used the car of a car to pull the palace, and ordered him to distribute it. Since they are all idle, then work in the mountains...
Outside the door is a sergeant who is arrogant and arrogant. The door is a mountain of official documents. The ministers have hardships, or they have to honestly take care of their own documents.
Lou Jiaruo’s injuries were repeated, and he also favored his original foundation, and insisted on supporting the government with government. The doctors are helpless, and they can only walk around in front of Wen Ruo. From time to time, they are constantly suggesting that the emperor’s injury can be big or small, focusing on the need to
enhance treatment
.
So many times a day, Wen is also annoying. She really didn't understand. For Lou Jiaruo, can it be important to have her life with her gas?
Seeing his temperament is not as good as one day, her heart is not a taste, and finally compromised to open the mouth: "Give the new prescription to Forsythia, and then hand it over to me directly in the temple. If the emperor asks, say you Without knowing it."
The doctors who have achieved their goals are as big as they are, and they fall down. Poor they know that the medical skills are superb and they don't dare to defy the emperor's life. These days, I don't know how much pressure I have suffered, my hair is white, and I can throw this hot potato. It is simply refreshing that God can't change.
On the first day, the taste of the medicine was a little different. How did the sharp person like Lou Jia, who took a sip of his mouth, stopped and said: "Who is the medicine of today?"
Wen Ru is constantly moving, the medicine in the cold spoon is handed to his lips, faintly said: "Not who sent it, I think the original effect is not good, re-match with the deputy to give you a try, the medicine is forsythia , rest assured, no poison."
When Lou Jiaru was bitter, she said that the word "not poisonous" seemed to him in his eyes as if he had a plate of buns a few months ago and said "I am afraid that I will poison you?" Together.
The difference is that the gentleness at that time will pull his sleeves softly and beg to start again with him. Now, this woman, although she did not choose to abandon him at the last minute, her quiet and clear black sorrow, but can no longer see living in the palace, and deeply attached to him.
Lou Jiaruo shunned his head, and his heart was slightly stinging. He clearly wanted to reconcile with her. The words spoken on his mouth were stunned by the South: "The prescription of the hospital is better than the random configuration outside, no need to change."
Wen Ru is not reluctant: "If you insist on seeking death, I will not stop you." She retracted her hand and waited to get up.
Just after a move, he felt that the clothes were pulled, and Wen was silent. He just looked at him quietly.
When Lou Jiaru’s thin lips twitched for a long while, he suddenly said:
You...has changed.
It became more indifferent and more alienated. He slowly tightened his fingers and suffered bitterness in his mouth.
The half bowl of medicinal juice sloated slightly, and the dark brown liquid glowed with waves. The temperature was like a fine pottery bowl with red and yellow edges in the hand. The voice was low and the sound was low: "In the past, I knew the tears and spoiled. Someone will give up, as long as you cry, you will naturally do everything for me.
But then it didn't work, and it didn't matter how to cry. Fight for it, you will think that I don't have a heart, I don't want to fight again now, and I will be disgusted. I don't really care about it. I can't do it right.

"Oh..." Lou Jiaruo opened his mouth, but did not know what to say, only to feel a bit sour and ugly.
He slowly tightened his lips, it was not his intention, he was only hurt, and could not tell whether she was true or false. He just wants a person to be calm and calm, to think clearly, not to push her away forever.
Wen Ru gently smiled, the color was like water, she slowly got up: "Gailuo, not just you, I will be tired." Not everyone, will wait in the same place, if you can not touch the other tears What else is worth waiting for? If you want to continue the front, you can always force him to show his sincerity.
The silky skirt in his hand was pulled out a little bit, and Lou Jiaru was a little panicked. Her look was serious, not like talking casually: "...suck."
"Are you sure?" Wen Ruo looked back at him, his twilight.
Lou Jiaruo gritted his teeth: "OK." Otherwise, what else can he do? Is it so wrong and wrong, let her go down the mountain, let his son change his name, or other surname? !
The prescription of the hospital was very effective. Together with the new ointment applied to the wound, Lou Jiaruo’s injury quickly improved. After half a month, he was able to get out of bed and walk around the hospital. The daily personal care is still warm and hands-on, and with that day, he would not dare to refuse her request as before, lest she should retreat.
However, even if Lou Jiaruo pulled down his face and bowed his head, the attitude of warmth was still detached.
She said that she doesn't care about him. She has to be separated to take care of him. She said that she cares. Her hot tone in the cold is always irritating for three days.
For a long time, Yu Wang, who guarded the capital, could not sit still first. The emperor did not return to the palace for a long time, but he also held a group of courtiers to live with him in Danyang Mountain. No one has ever had such a precedent.
He asked the emperor to return to the memorial, handed one after another, and all were ignored by Lou Jiaruo. Yu Wang couldn't, but had to start from Wen Ruo.
In the morning, the warmth of his meal with him would bring an unopened long-song fold. The Loujiaru opened the sealing wax and saw thousands of words. Yu Wang cited the classics and bitterness, and the serious consequences of the sinfulness of the emperors of the past dynasties have not been optimistic.
Finally, I left a vernacular at the end - the guards in the palace are strict, and even if the younger brother wants to run, it is not so easy to run off. You must bring her back! ! !
Lou Jiaruo looked at the sentence and looked at it. He looked at it for a long while, looking back and waiting for the forsythia to open the oil on the stewed chicken. The road said: "The Queen Mother has been back to the palace for a long time, so I don’t want to follow it. I will go back together, and we will come again next autumn."
If Wen is a big belly, it is time to bring it back to let the elders take a look. They are not without mediation, and there is no need to hide. In the past, he wanted to marry. Now that he wants to go through with her, it is time to help her re-establish her image before she is too late.
It is a pity that for his intention, Wen Ru is not buying it.
She is just the left ear into the right ear. Lou Jiaru’s perseverance during this time is also a taste for her. In addition to tears, there are still many ways to make him bow his head. Now he waved without hesitation: The air in the mountains is fresh and more suitable for raising a baby. If you want to be too late, go back first. I will stay here for a while."
The little hand waved, like an annoying fly that screamed, and the face of Lou Jiaruo was black when he stood up: "As a harem, there is a reason for being alone."
Wen Ruan blinked and faintly stunned him: "You forgot? I am no longer on the ancestral hall, not your fault."
If the building is a stagnation, what are these things! How did he have the feeling of lifting his own rock and licking his feet...
He pressed his heart's suffocation, caught a vegetarian stir-fry into her bowl, and shouted warmly: "Go back and add your name. Whatever you like, just pick it, it depends on you."
Wen Ruo picked up his mouth and slowly finished eating it. He stared at him and thought about it carefully. The lion opened his mouth: "That line, you just seal my queen." The forsythia waved and almost didn't have the soup bowl at hand. Overturned.
If it is after her, then those "tyrants with foxes", then really give it a seat...
Lou Jiaruo sighed and sighed and gave her an analysis: "You can't be a queen, but you have to manage the palace in the future, and you can't move to the palace. If you can do it, you can do it. Just go and discuss with the Queen Mother."
Wen Ruo was undecided. He lifted his foot and gently kicked the Elvis who was lying on one side. When he looked up and looked up, he stuffed a chicken leg into his mouth. Then I took the wet puppet handed over by the maid and wiped my hand, stroking the slightly bulging belly. "I have always felt that my energy is not good. I am afraid of being incapable of managing the palace. I still choose another person."
Also choose someone else? There is only one girl in the palace. If he dares to take it, she can't make another day... I can't let the Queen Mother still manage it.
Lou Jiaruo frowned: "If so, don't be childish." The Lord of the Harem does not care, and this can't be said anywhere.
Wen Ruo slowly rises with the hand of Forsythia: "Don't misunderstand, I don't care about that seat, but since I have your child in my stomach, male or female, they have, I This mother can not give up on their behalf without consent."
She is not rare, does not mean that her children are not rare, even if they do not want it, it is more than a decade later, of course, she must first occupy the position.
After Wen did not read her words, Lou Jiaruo’s face was ugly, and he turned to the door.
Of course, if you don’t want to, I didn’t say it.

She patted the forsythia's hand and smiled slightly. "I took it, and accompanied me to move around and eliminate food."
Lou Jiaru is boring, Wen Ru is now more and more temper, her reputation is already bad enough, and once the news of the seal is heard, the outside people still don't know how to discredit her.
After thinking about it, he still started to go out with a painful wound. The doctor said that the woman who is pregnant is not in a bad mood, and there must be a concession among the husband and wife.
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