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Zhao Jing's body slightly shook. She had really never seen Wen Rusheng angry before, but the Wen Rusheng in front of her, did indeed seem to be angry. She saw his gentle eyes slightly narrow, and within the narrow crevices, they radiated a biting cold light. Just one glance was enough to make people tremble in fear.

Coming back to his senses, Zhao Jing hurriedly retracted his hand, "Nothing much, I was just careless."

However, Wen Rusheng could see clearly that there was an obvious scar on his white palm. If he was not careful, the scar would not be this deep. Moreover, judging from the thickness of the wound, the wound at the end was rather shallow, not like an accidental wound. Look, it's more like he did it himself!

"What's wrong?" Zhao Jing curled his palm, and immediately raised his glass: "If there's nothing else, don't be nervous! With so many people guarding the palace, what could happen to me? Brother Wen need not worry, it's only a small wound. "

"The Emperor's body is made of gold, how could he possibly be injured?" Wen Rusheng seemed to have realized that he had somewhat lost his composure, and immediately calmed his expression, "If there's nothing else, it's naturally best that we do. It's just that we have to be careful in the future."

Zhao Jing chewed on his dessert and yawned.

"Are you sleepy?" Wen Rusheng looked at her worriedly.

"What a strange feeling." Zhao Jing closed his eyes, "Like a snake in winter, trying to sleep when you close your eyes. Sometimes, when the room was warm, he would immediately fall asleep and spend the whole day trying to close his eyes. He didn't want to open them at all. The chaos in my head is not very clear! " While he said this, Zhao Jing was already sprawled out on the table.

The house was warm, Zhao Jing was really sleepy. After being out for so long, she felt weak all over. Her upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and she was completely muddle-headed.

"Zijing?" Wen Rusheng immediately stood up, he also felt that something was amiss, who would say that they should go to sleep so easily? But Zhao Jing was really asleep, his breathing was even, and he laid on the table motionlessly.

"Zijing?" Wen Rusheng called out softly, and slowly bent down to look at the sleeping Zhao Jing. He first extended his hand to check Zhao Jing's breathing, to confirm that she was breathing normally, then heaved a sigh of relief and took off his outer robes to cover Zhao Jing's body.

Zhao Jing lied down on her side. The room was as warm as spring, allowing her to relax and sleep comfortably.

Wen Rusheng's fingertip gently caressed her cold brows and eyes, and the corner of his mouth held a gentle smile, "Go to sleep, I'll guard you! Be it in the palace or outside, he had to take good care of himself. Your body is not only yours, you can't be rash! No matter how big the snowstorm is, there will always be a clear sky ten thousand miles away. Don't be afraid! "

Zhao Jing's eyelashes trembled slightly, with no intention of waking up. Looking at how exhausted he was, he really did look very heartbreaking. This kind of weariness was quite obvious, one could tell that the Emperor of Da Xia was not that easy to be!

The snow, which had stopped all afternoon, began to fall again at night. The heavy snowfall was getting bigger and heavier than before!

Outside the door, Wei Shuge and Lee Yiheng were waiting anxiously, there were no sounds coming from the house, which made them anxious.

Lee Yiheng was a little hesitant, "Aunt Wei, why don't you ask her. It was already dark. Although the emperor would return to the palace through a side door, it still wasn't safe to go back at night. Furthermore, if the people from the Regent's Mansion were to find out, even you and I would not be able to afford the consequences! "

Wei Shuge also felt that this time, it was a little too quiet, why wasn't there any sound. Did something happen? However, through the gap in the door, he could see the shadows of two people. There didn't seem to be any difference.

"Then I'll ask around!" Wei Shuge walked up and lightly knocked on the door.

Zhao Jing had been sleeping for a long time, so she woke up very quickly from the sound of the door knocking. She had originally slept for a long time before coming out from the palace, so she had pretty much slept by now. The first instant she opened her eyes, she saw Wen Rusheng's tightly knitted brows.

"Why …" Zhao Jing caressed his face in panic, "Did we sleep for a long time?"

Wen Rusheng smiled, "You're awake?" He opened the window and took a look outside. "It's dark. Let's go back to the palace!"

Zhao Jing was a bit confused by the sound of his sleep as he rubbed the space between his eyebrows, "The sky has already darkened? This Emperor really sleeps long enough. " She stood up and shook her head with all her might, "I didn't expect to fall asleep like this. It's really rude! Thank you, Brother Wen, for your support, I will immediately return to the palace. "

For some reason, when Zhao Jing was walking out, the moment the cold wind blew, she suddenly thought of Dongfang Weiming. The moment he thought about Eastern Bastard, Zhao Jing suddenly shivered.

"Is it cold?" Wen Rusheng frowned slightly, then stepped forward.

Zhao Jing shook his head, "You should also go back earlier!" With that said, Zhao Jing quickly got into the carriage.

"Why did the emperor stay so long this time?" Wei Shuge did not understand.

Zhao Jing was still drowsy, his voice was slightly hoarse. "We … "He fell asleep!"

"Are you asleep?" Wei Shuge said with lingering fear, "Your Majesty actually fell asleep in front of Young Master Wen? Could it be that His Majesty is not feeling well? " With that, Wei Shuge quickly probed Zhao Jing's wrist, "The pulse image is no different from normal, and there is no fever. The emperor has been very drowsy recently, I wonder what's going on? Could it be because of the Gu worm? "

Zhao Jing laughed helplessly, "We became a snake bug or rat ant, we will rest for the rest of our lives."

"It's a pity that Cui Nanshan left the capital, otherwise there would be a reasonable explanation!" Wei Shuge sighed.

Even if there was a reasonable explanation, if he did not remove the Gu poison from his body, what use would it be? So Zhao Jing was not that anxious to see Cui Nanshan. If he had a way, he would definitely come back to see her. If there was no other way, it would be useless to come back.

In front of the Qianyuan Hall gate, Dongfang Weiming watched the aggressive Zhong Fu with her arms crossed over her chest coldly.

"What is Noble Heir doing here instead of staying in the Rosy Dawn Hall? It's dark now, let's go back and rest! " Dongfang Weiming was expressionless.

Ao Guanglin blocked in front of Zhong Fu, "Noble Heir, don't be rash! Since Regent has business with the Emperor, you should go back and rest first! If the Emperor is free, I presume he would come looking for you. "

Zhong Fu did not believe him, "I do not believe that unless the emperor is not in the Qianyuan Hall, he will definitely meet me once he finds out I'm coming!"

"Still not getting out?" Dongfang Weiming was obviously angry.

"Your majesty?" Wei Shuge whispered.

Zhao Jing shook his head, "By the side door."

"Your majesty, don't care?" Lee Yiheng did not understand.

Zhao Jing let out a long breath, "Should I help Dongfang Weiming or the Noble Heir if I go out now? If he could get rid of such a clean matter, why bother with him? I don't have the leisure to chat with two men. " She went to the side door without looking back. She wanted to fight for the court and power. She was afraid that if she wanted to fight for power, she would tire herself to death.

Returning to the Bedchamber, and washing his face and rinsing his mouth, Zhao Jing directly went to bed. She had slept less lately and lost weight quickly.

Just as Wei Shuge wanted to say something, he saw Dongfang Weiming push open the door and immediately bowed and left. There were some things that he mustn't say in front of Dongfang Weiming, in case he caused trouble for the little Emperor.

When Dongfang Weiming came in, Zhao Jing had already crawled into bed. Recently, the number of times she had angina was decreasing, but the time she had to sleep for was getting longer and longer. At least, before Cui Nanshan returned, this kind of situation was enough to make people tremble in fear.

"Has the emperor always been like this?" Dongfang Weiming asked, "Can I have dinner now?" She went out, he knew, but she would go mad if she was trapped in the palace, so he let her go out for a walk. Monks couldn't run away from the temple anyway, so it was impossible for them to escape from the palm of his hand.

"His Majesty has been lustful of sleeping recently, probably because of the cold weather. Evening meal... "It's useless. His Majesty doesn't feel hungry either." Wei Shuge answered truthfully.

Dongfang Weiming nodded his head, "Go cook some porridge."

"Yes sir!" Wei Shuge walked out of the door quickly.

It's not always okay to not eat, it's always better to eat than to eat. Besides, the Emperor's age just so happened to be when he was growing up, how could he not eat and drink?

Zhao Jing opened his eyes tiredly. He glanced at Dongfang Weiming who was sitting at the side, but did not say a word. Dongfang Weiming reached out to her forehead and felt that it was a little warm, but fortunately it was not too hot.

He looked at her helplessly, "Why did you choose this time to leave the palace when it was snowing outside? There is still a long period of time before you are fond of fun. However, if you do not know how to cherish your own body, then no one will be able to do anything to you. " He carefully tucked her in. "I've been so drowsy recently, my body is abnormal. Why don't you tell me?"

"What's the use of saying it? Can the Uncle take my place? " She rolled her eyes and thought for a moment. Then, she shifted her body and rested her head on his lap. "Sit over here and let This Emperor rest more comfortably."

Instead, she chose the most comfortable position and rested her head on his leg. Her hair that was as black as ink slowly scattered like the waters flowing south, yet there was an indescribable charm to her. The porcelain muscles were like jade, embedded with her exquisite facial features. Her slightly deep eyes would occasionally open and stroke her long eyelashes as she looked at him through the mottled candlelight.

Looking into her eyes, he couldn't help but tighten the muscles on the back of his hand. For a moment, he thought she was a goblin!

Because he was outside sleeping, Zhao Jing was still able to keep himself awake, but in front of Dongfang Weiming, he was still as sleepy as before. Wei Shuge brought the porridge in. Seeing the two of them in such a position, he could only pass the porridge into Dongfang Weiming's hands and quickly leave.

"Don't sleep anymore. Get up and eat something to fill your stomach. Otherwise, it won't be worth it if you get sick from starvation!" Dongfang Weiming sighed, "Don't just rely on your youth to act unscrupulously, there are some things that need to be reported on!"

She tilted her head and looked at him, "Uncle is really Uncle, you really think you're someone who can become a father, and now that Uncle has children of his own, he might even become the first person in Da Xia to have a tongue."

"Since the emperor has already turned his back on this subject, what should we do in the future?" Dongfang Weiming blew on the porridge in his spoon and carefully passed it to her, "There's still a lot of time in the future, what do you think, your majesty?"

Zhao Jing was eating his porridge, frowning as he looked at him, "In the future, when Uncle has his own child, will he treat us like this?"

The corner of Dongfang Weiming's eyes slightly raised, "Your majesty, you're thinking too much. This subject doesn't even have a wife or concubine, could it be that a child is going to jump out from under a rock? What is the emperor worried about? Could it be that I was planning to let this subject's child inherit the title so that the Emperor could regain his power? "

As if his tongue was scalded by porridge, Zhao Jing rolled his eyes at him, and the tip of his nose hummed twice in displeasure, "Uncle sure knows how to joke. Most of the children that pop out from the crevices have a heart of stone, and each and every one of them are exactly the same as the Uncle. Uncle and I have some sort of relationship, and no matter what, Uncle will take care of me. That stone-faced child might even want to skin me and pull my tendons out! "

After saying that, she gulped down a mouthful of porridge and started coughing violently.

Dongfang Weiming put down the bowl of porridge in his hands, and pulled her into his embrace as if it was normal, hurriedly stroking her back, "No one is fighting with you, why are you in such a hurry to eat?"

Who knew that Zhong Fu's voice would suddenly come from outside, "I want to see the Emperor!"