A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 520 New Clothes for Old Clothes

The two of them were polite and courteous on the surface, but in fact they were full of sharp words. Now that Gao Changgong took the lead, Yuwen Huaibi naturally showed his fangs and fought back.

Seeing that he was choking, he couldn't help but strike while the iron was hot and ask:
"I heard that you asked her to tear up the marriage proposal to protect her brother? You have given up on her, so you are still with her?"

The love rivals were extremely jealous when they met. Gao Changgong knew his thoughts clearly and of course knew what answer he wanted. Fortunately, this answer was also his confidence and capital.

"Of course not. We never said we wouldn't get married, but we haven't held a wedding banquet with her and announced it to the world. She shouldn't have brought up this matter. I will send a matchmaker to propose marriage to Zheng's family in Xingyang someday, and then send wedding invitations to Yuan's family in Chang'an."

Gao Changgong, who was lying on the sickbed, said these words, which instantly made Yuwen Huaibi feel relieved. He didn't care that Gao Yanzong didn't respect himself and had an affair with her without a matchmaker, because Gao Yanzong was a rat crossing the street anyway. He only cared whether Gao Changgong had consummated the marriage with her. As long as the two of them didn't, he would be relieved.

Yuwen Huaibi and Gao Changgong both have an obsession, that is, they disdain all the men around her, and only care about the other party getting close to her. This is a match made in heaven.

He was a lone emperor, and his ministers did not listen to him, while Gao Changgong was so successful that the emperor suspected that he was disloyal. If the two could be a monarch and a minister, they would definitely be good friends with similar interests, but they would only be a monarch and a minister.

Now the two of them are each restricted by the paradox of monarch and subject. They are all blood relatives, and the blood bond connects them, which makes both sides subject to control. If they are both allowed to submit to the empress, it will inevitably be another reckless contest.

Yuan Wuyou stood by with his arms folded, silently watching the two people's tit-for-tat and frank contest with each other.

Until a message came from outside the door: "Prince Ande has arrived——"

The three people in the room came back to their senses instantly and looked out the door in unison.

As expected, Gao Yanzong, wearing a red shirt and braided hair, arrived, followed by Feng Lingxin and the Zhou envoy in a tunic.

Seeing the man still with the red marks on his collar hanging, walking into the room calmly, Yuwen Huaibi said warily:

"You still dare to come?"

Feng Lingxin, who was following closely behind the man in red, looked at the Xianbei man holding the white peony in his hand, and immediately rushed towards the two of them, snorting with disgust and indignation:

"You pretentious monster! My sister clearly doesn't want your flower, so why are you still holding it? Are you forcing her to accept it?"

Yuan Wuyou: "..." Sister Feng must be the most conservative and mean person in Qi State, right? She always speaks to the point. But at this time, her sister rushed to the front. She was afraid that several people would quarrel, so she quickly snatched the peony from the man next to her and put it in Sister Feng's hand.

"Here, I'll give you my sister, you deal with it."

Sister Feng, who had just ridiculed the Xianbei man, looked at the flowers her sister had given her. Although she knew that she had thrown away a hot potato, she could not refuse her face in public, so she bowed and thanked her:
"Thank you for the peony, I hope you will return home soon."

At this moment, the Xianbei man was dumbfounded. He had never imagined that this little girl, who always looked like a wolf with bared teeth at everyone, actually had two faces.
When Gao Yanzong saw the white peony in the Xianbei man's hand, he could guess how he used flowers to describe people and bewitched her.

When the three of them arrived in front of Lanling Prince's sickbed, Gao Yanzong first bowed his hands and kowtowed to Empress Huaxu before forcing a wry smile on his fair and handsome face:
"Don't worry, my lord. The emperor of our dynasty ordered me to change the medicine for you. I am now the only doctor in the inn."

Thinking of how the two of them had been busy from morning to afternoon, being washed several times by sweat, and not even bothering to change the bandage on his left arm, Yuan Wuyou did not hesitate and nodded, "Thank you, King Ande."

Then he raised his leg and walked towards the general's chair beside him.

At that time, Yuan Wuyou sat on a general chair with armrests, allowing the man in front of her with braided hair tied into a high ponytail to stretch out his wrist with purple and red bruises, and lowered his head to untie the bandage on her left arm. She looked at the shocking hemp rope marks on his originally white wrist bones, and almost asked him out of habit if it hurt, but held back.

She just watched silently as the man endured the pain in his wrists and gently and carefully opened the strips of cloth on her arms that had been soaked with sweat for most of the day and were almost rotten.

The others were watching from the side. Gao Yanzong was dressed in red, with a jade-like face, long eyelashes drooping, and a few strands of hair slid down his snow-white forehead. However, he had no time to tuck his hair into his temples, and was only busy with his work.

When he was quiet, his rosy face with delicate features was extremely handsome and charming, and his serious expression made him look quite heroic.

Yuan Wuyou couldn't help but glance at him a few times, then turned his head away.

Seeing this, the Zhou envoy in a blouse snorted at his own emperor:

"I just looked at Prince Ande carefully, but I didn't see how handsome he was. How could he be so stunningly beautiful? With just his appearance? Could he have bewitched the empress into a tyrant? He is far inferior to Prince Lanling, let alone you. What's that look in her eyes?"

Yuwen Huaibi tutted and scolded: "Don't make up stories about others! Don't you have any rules?"

The Zhou envoy was instantly silent upon hearing this. Not only did he stop talking, he also shrank his shoulders and stole a glance at his own emperor. It seemed that he was really afraid of the puppet emperor's majesty.

It must be said that Yuwen Huaibi had very good family education, though a little strict, and trained his subordinates like monks in a temple.

Under normal circumstances, Gao Yanzong would have retorted and asked him, since a Xianbei white prisoner was so proud of his beauty, why didn't he cover it with a mask? Was his face hidden under the mask so ugly that it was unbearable to be seen?

But now he was in a humble situation and had no choice but to shut up and act very weak.

Gao Yanzong was feeling sulky when he suddenly heard:
"You Zhou Kingdom have been the ones to say all the good and bad things. Who can tell that you are better looking than Prince Lanling and Prince Ande when you wear a mask? You are such a contrived monster!"

The one who spoke without restraint was naturally Feng Lingxin. These words really spoke out Gao Yanzong's true feelings! He looked at Feng Lingxin with approval.

Although this little follower who was loyal to Empress Huaxu usually spoke harshly and pointedly, which annoyed him, her sharp criticism of everyone equally was quite reassuring.

The Xianbei man's eyes turned cold, and then he said softly:
"I am ugly, but I rely on my friendship with the king. As the saying goes, new clothes are worse than old ones, and old friends are worse than old ones."

Feng Lingxin played with the pink-core white peony in her hand, and hummed without raising her head, "Who do you say is the clothes?"

As he said this, Yuan Wuyou was caught off guard and made eye contact with the man in front of him.

Gao Yanzong's slightly moist eyes were caught by her, and he pursed his lips in embarrassment, trying to hold back his grievances. He thought it would be impolite if he didn't speak, but he couldn't help but said in a hoarse voice:
"Does the king also regard men as clothes? You can throw them away at will, and always have new clothes to replace old ones?"

She frowned impatiently, "Gao Yanzong, why are you being so hypocritical? Do you miss the days when you were treated like clothes and could be taken off at will? We have come to this point. Is it me who is unfaithful or you who is cruel? Can you change the medicine quickly? If not, get out. It's not like I don't know medical skills."

Gao Yanzong: "..."

Seeing that the little Empress Huaxu had a stern face and was too understanding but sternly rejected him, Gao Changgong, who was lying on the bed, tried to smooth things over. He propped himself up and leaned against the head of the bed, asking his brother:

"A Chong, how is her recovery from her injuries? Can she handle the fatigue?"

Gao Yanzong did not even raise his head and said in a hoarse voice:
"Some bruises and ruptures have occurred, so it is not advisable to exert too much force in the coming days."

Having said that, he raised his head and looked at her. The moment their eyes met, he wanted to hide in panic, but he also looked at her unwillingly.

"I mean... try not to fight with your left hand. If... you can't come back at night, remember to find someone to change the bandage before midnight. Don't wait until the wound festers before you regret it. I'll wrap you up with bandages first."

Gao Yanzong then lowered his eyes, carefully bandaged her, and put away his things.