Chapter 95: Shuo Jing Eleven

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The emperor, who appeared to be sharp on the court, fell ill.
Zhong Lishuo was at the end of the year and his illness continued. Even though she was worried about her body, Jing Jingzheng, she was optimistic that it was just a cold wind.
But from the day when the fever started, the emperor had a high fever for five days. On the sixth day, Xia Chan's blood-colored rash appeared intermittently. The Taiyi was at a loss, and even the chief of the Supervisory Division could not see what the Emperor had got.
Only because the emperor had lost money originally, he could not resist external evils and was raised in the deep palace.
The emperor's illness caused another wave of turmoil in the administration. Whether such a frail and sick emperor can survive such a cold winter has become the focus of attention of the nobles in Yuanzhou City. What's more, for the future, attention has been paid to the king of clouds.
The political stability was unstable. The emperor could not afford to be ill. Facing such internal and external problems, Rao, the calmer queen, was also anxious, and her lips were cracked and red.
She stood by the drowsy emperor day after day, while taking care of her and reviewing the memorials. After living for more than a month, the emperor was awakened.
This disease seems to take away all the anger from Zhong Lishuo. After she woke up, she kept lying on the bed and couldn't move. Although very thrilling, but finally woke up, this is enough for the worried queen to stretch her eyebrows.
The sick body is so soft that it can only be done in bed. Zhong Lishuo was trapped in a soft quilt. He squinted and felt the refreshing feeling brought by the warm towel and wiped his body. He looked up and looked at the woman who pressed on her, looking at her thinner chin, Sighing: "Ziji, you have lost a lot of weight. I'm tired of you for the rest of this month."
"Before speaking, Your Highness should really take a good look at myself."
This month, the earth's dragons in the palace are burning like warm spring. The fledgling queen wore only a thin coat and sat on the side of the dragon bed, looking down at the thin body that was as white as jade that spread out under her eyes.
She glanced over the mottled red marks on the snow-colored skin, and said with distress: "His Royal Highness, I'm afraid it will take years to get back."
The originally thin body, after this disease, there is no extra skinny, only skinny.
The bright lights in the temple melted into the queen's eyes, and a cluster of fire was set on fire. She stared at the thin body under her, pinching the warm jinpa across the emperor's barren chest, sliding all the way down and sliding between her legs. After learning about it, Zhong Lishuo subconsciously clamped his legs, and his voice surprised: "Zi 潼 ..."
The hot and humid towel ran across the legs, and the inside of the sensitive thigh rubbed against the back of each other's hands, making Zhong Lishuo shiver. She held her breath, trying to raise her hand to cover the privacy, but in the next second, she was easily turned over.
The cheek was touching the soft quilt, and Zhong Lishuo, who was lying on the bed, felt that his back was warm, and the damp and hot patches covered the shoulder blades.
The wet touch and the queen's warm fingertips were all the way down the back, Zhong Lishuo lying on the bed shaking his fingers, and subconsciously grasped the sheets.
"His Highness ..."
A deep, hoarse voice sounded in the back, and with the wet warmth of the withdrawal, a warm body blocked her.
The queen covered her behind her, but kept a little distance, not pressing on her. Zhong Lishuo unconsciously shrank his body, but was stiffened by the warm breath sprayed to his ears.
Breathing similarly, she heard the queen whispering to the queen.
"Don't scare me so much again, I ..."
You ... what?
What are you going to say?
Qi Jingying took a deep breath, and concealed a word almost to his lips, and got up from Zhong Lishuo. While putting on her dry blouse, she said, "The Chu Kingdom now points to His Royal Highness. If His Royal Highness has any chance, let me wait."
Zhong Lishuo loosened his heart, sighed without a trace, and let the queen dress her clothes, saying: "This lonely body has already been prepared for anything. Even if there is a lonely one, Chu is not There are also Azusa. "
"His Royal Highness."
Zhong Lishuo looked up and saw her queen looking at her with disapproval.
She curled her lips and chuckled, and said, "Okay, nothing happens. Such a weak body, drinking too much soup, may be able to live a hundred years."
"If you can live a hundred years, Ziyan will be affected by loneliness all his life."
Zhong Lishuo reached out, put it on the back of the queen's hand, and gently held it. She looked up and looked at her queen, revealing a soothing tenderness.
Xun Jing froze for a moment, but felt that his life seemed to be over.
Zhong Lishuo's illness finally healed before New Year's Eve.
In order to consolidate the political affairs of the court and appease the people, Zhong Lishuo recovered from the Lantern Festival feasts after his recovery. After this celebration feast, Zhong Lishuo thought that she would usher in a gradual Qing government, but received the iron hoof of the eight major tribes that attacked Yuanzhou in the north.
After entering the spring, the Beibei Army broke the Wangyueguan Gorge, went south in three lines, and seized several cities in Lanzhou, completely igniting the fire on the border of the Chu Kingdom.
The defeat in the northern border, and the attitude of the officials of the DPRK and the wait-and-see, made Zhong Lishuo realize that the thunder of last year's thunder, while deterring the officials, also aroused their ambition.
The DPRK-China party struggle began to recover again, and the courtiers began to seek military power on the grounds of the Lanzhou war. The aristocrats petitioned the emperor of the Yunzhong dynasty to go north, and after several disputes, the new party led by Xu Mingyi asked the queen to lead an army to fight in Lanzhou.
Zhong Lishuo made a choice between his younger brother and his wife, and finally made a consistent choice with Ji Jingying.
In the early morning of the spring day when the cherry blossoms were budding on the branches, the emperor wrapped up a thick big salamander and ascended the northern Wumen tower.
On that day, the spring rain was slightly cool, and the misty drizzle was floating on the soldiers' halberds. The emperor stood on the tower, watching the soldiers hiding under the mighty fog and rain, and struck the first snare drum.
The grand trumpet sounded, and the weak emperor glanced at the queen standing next to her, and gazed in a thousand words.
"Become a triumph for my country Chu!"
The queen drew her sword and shouted from the tower. The red command flag soared into the sky, and with the voice of the commander, thousands of soldiers under the city tower neatly lined up: "For my country Chu, you must be a triumph! Your Majesty! The Queen!
The sound was astonishing.
The snare drums and the trumpet sounded in unison, and the emperor followed the queen down the tower. The guards took the queen's horse and stopped at the gate.
Zhong Lishuo stood next to the horse, looking at the silver queen in front of her, and laughed: "Zizong, the cherry blossoms are very short. Please come back early."
She smiled as if she was just sending her queen to a short-distance journey.
Tong Jingying stared at her gentle eyes, and nodded solemnly, "His Royal Highness, I will bring you victory."
The emperor smiled again, reached out and held her, just exhorted: "Take care of yourself and come back earlier."
There seemed to be thousands of words in her eyes, but the words that came out were full of expectations. Zhong Lishuo firmly believed that the queen would win, and like all her previous campaigns, she would return with a victory.
Xun Jing focused on his head and got into the emperor's gaze.
The trumpet sounded, and the boss who measured the departure time gave the start drums, and took the horse and the army to take the first step.
Qi Jingye sat on the horse, dragged the reins, looked down at the emperor deeply, and finally fixed his gaze, kicking the horse belly toward the far north.
The horse's hoof speeded, and the acute army soon stepped on the flat north gate. In the magnificent drum sound, Ji Jingying, who was galloping on the horse, glanced back, and his eyes were grasped tightly by the emperor standing at the gate of the city.
Her monarch stood under the towering red flag, stood in front of the mighty hundred officials, and stared deeply at her.
In the grey mist and rain, Wu Jingying seemed to be able to see her gentle smile.
Nothing is wrong, this is her emperor.
It was the look of engraving on her heart when she met her for the first time and the last time she met her.
They did not expect that a look on the horse's back became the last look in this life.
Ten days later, Xi Jingxi arrived in Lanzhou, but in half a month, he achieved great success.
But this time the northward was menacing, and after a victory, the battle was frozen. The queen was dragged to Lanzhou, and even the grand commander took the Jiantian Division with him because of the war.
In long battles, food and grass are particularly important. In order to ensure that the Queen's rear was worry-free, Zhong Lishuo tried everything to raise grain. On the one hand, we must worry about the war, and on the other hand, we must work the busy state affairs. The emperor, who had become so thin in last year's serious illness, became paler.
Under the important events of the queen's conquest to the north, the ministers still have an undead power struggle. The instability of the country's political affairs since the retrospective is due to the instability of the emperor and the instability of the country. Taking the queen out of the middle palace, he invited the emperor to accept another emperor's attendant, and on the one hand asked the king Li Zhongzhong to leave the curtain Mrs. Huang.
Zhong Lishuo got a headache from these chaos, and simply put on a tough attitude, and he took the war as the priority, and then refused to discuss it all again.
The ministers could not persuade her, so they encouraged King Yunzhong. But who knows that King Yunzhong is a solid eye, and when he hears nonsense, he drives people out of the palace, and hurries into the palace to find Zhong Lishuo's complaint.
When the immature boy broke into the Zhaohui Hall for a year, the emperor was reviewing the choir at his desk. She was like a cypress that had been bent over, crouching, holding a pen in her hand for correction, covering her mouth or nose with one hand or making a slight cough.
As soon as Zhong Li entered the curtain, he started talking non-stop without seeing anyone. "Her sister, Ning Guohou is so ridiculous. You are only in your early twenties. You want the emperor to be a little too early, but you know what, this People dare to hit the cornerstone of the country. "
"He is shameless. He has ulterior motives and wants to pull me into the water and let me coax you into making me the crown prince."
"My aunt, isn't this harming me!"
Zhong Lishuo coughed a few times, looking up at the chattering Zhong Li curtain, just wanting to say something, could not breathe, forcing her to cough violently.
The pen in her hand trembled, and she clenched her body, covered her mouth and nose, and trembled with a cough.
If Zhentian's cough interrupted Zhong Lichu, he hurried forward a few steps, watching Zhong Lishuo, who was about to cough up his internal organs, anxiously, "Her sister, sister, what's the matter with you, sister! Come on, Legendary doctor! "
Zhong Lishuo reached out and held his arm, coughing violently several times before he breathed a sigh of relief. She wiped off the corner of her mouth, put her hand into a fist, put it on her side, looked up at her younger brother, and said with effort: "It's all right. What about Ning Guohou?"
She was pale, not a little bloody, but her lips, red.
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