Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 685 Confinement 1
The sky gradually darkened, and the empty bedroom returned to silence.

Ji Liangchen still maintained a motionless posture, sitting on the soft couch, with the sound of footsteps coming from outside, Ji Liangchen lowered his eyes, looking at Ji An who was still unconscious on the ground, a complex color flashed in his eyes.

"emperor."

It's time to ask for pulse. Although Ji Liangchen's body has almost recuperated, these imperial physicians still come here on time every day, repeating the same work three times a day.

Ji Liangchen didn't want to distinguish whether the emperor's uncle restricted his freedom in this way, or to prevent him from poisoning himself again. Anyway, staying alone in the palace is too boring to panic. These imperial doctors and jailers come to disturb him from time to time , it can be regarded as adding a little popularity to the palace.

Thinking about it this way, Ji Liangchen felt a little sad in his heart. It turned out that he had fallen to the point where he needed to go through such noise to gain some peace of mind.

"Come in." He said wearily, and no longer laughed at himself in his heart, he lazily lay down on the soft couch.

The imperial doctor bowed and filed in, always maintaining the respectful etiquette of monarchs and ministers.

However, as soon as they entered the inner hall and saw Ji'an sleeping on the ground, the faces of the imperial doctors all changed slightly.

"emperor……"

Ji Liangchen said lightly: "It's okay, he was frightened by what I said, and he woke up after sleeping for a while. If you don't worry, it doesn't matter if you wake him up now."

Dazed out by what the emperor said?
The imperial doctors looked at each other, with different expressions for a moment, and couldn't help thinking, what horror did the emperor say that could make Ji An faint?

But after all, they couldn't ask the emperor directly, what if they were frightened and fainted?
Therefore, several imperial doctors worked together to carry Ji'an outside, and the head of the imperial hospital half-kneeled in front of the emperor, respectfully said: "The emperor please stretch out your wrist, and I will diagnose the pulse of the emperor."

"I'm a little bored today, you all should leave." Ji Liangchen frowned, with a slightly mocking tone, "It's still not like that, why waste time? Since the dragon is not in good health, you just go on and prescribe medicine That is, I have never resisted everyone's bitter medicine."

"Your Majesty," the imperial physicians suddenly showed embarrassment, "King Mo has an order, and the ministers—"

"Is King Mo's words more effective than my imperial decree?" Ji Liangchen said indifferently, although there was no anger on his face, but just this light words made several imperial doctors kowtow and plead guilty, "Your servant, please die, please calm down .”

"It seems that I, the Son of Heaven, still has a bit of majesty." Ji Liangchen smiled, but his smile was a bit lonely and pale, "Don't be nervous, I just feel a little irritable in my heart, and I don't want to take a pulse tonight. It should be done You prescribe the medicine on time, I will take it, and I won’t make it difficult for you.”

After speaking, he said indifferently: "Of course, if you want to report to the emperor, I will not stop you."

"I dare not wait."

Don't dare?

Ji Liangchen looked at the carved beams on the top indifferently, and couldn't help answering in his heart, you really dare not, dare not hide it from the emperor's uncle, right?
Although the emperor has a soft and gentle temper, he seems to be extremely stubborn today. The imperial doctors had no choice but to leave and wait outside.

Indeed, as Ji Liangchen thought in his heart, it is absolutely impossible to hide what happened today. What did Ji An faint from fright because of what he said?The emperor suddenly didn't want to take the pulse, maybe it was because he was bored, because his body was already safe, and he didn't need to take the pulse three times a day, but because it was King Mo's order, so the imperial doctors didn't dare to disobey.

But even if the imperial physicians knew that the emperor's dragon body was healthy, when the emperor refused to have his pulse checked, they had to report to King Mo as soon as possible. They couldn't afford King Mo's anger.

But it was very unfortunate that Ji Moxiu was not in the palace at this time, nor was he in the palace.

"The emperor is in a bad mood today, and he doesn't want to have his pulse checked by the imperial doctor?" Hearing the report, the young prime minister, who is more than ten thousand people in Dazhou, was startled, then frowned, "Why is the emperor suddenly in a bad mood?"

As soon as the words fell, he himself suddenly reacted, mocking himself lightly, "There is a problem with this sentence, let alone the emperor, I am afraid that anyone who is imprisoned for more than 40 days will not be free, and his mood will not be much better go."

However, because the emperor is too quiet and docile these days, he has never felt sorry for anyone around him, never expressed dissatisfaction, anger, or even said a serious word, as if he accepted all this willingly, so many people Subconsciously ignored the fact that the emperor is the king of a country after all, not a prisoner.

Even if the prisoner has a temper, does the emperor have to accept it?

Qin Fengyang looked at the man who came to report—no, it can only be said that it was the man who informed him about it, "Let me go and have a look."

After all, he stood up and walked out.

Ji Moxiu is not in the imperial capital right now, and Qin Fengyang doesn't know where he went, but he is not there, the emperor's affairs should not be negligent, if there is an accident, I am afraid that the lives of all of them together will not be enough to appease. Ping Mo Wang's anger.

When he arrived at the emperor's bedroom, Qin Fengyang looked at Ji Liangchen, who was still nestling on the soft couch, and glanced lightly, only to find that the matter seemed to be more serious than he imagined. move.

Qin Fengyang's heart sank slightly, and he bent over and knelt down, "My minister, Qin Fengyang, see the emperor."

"Fengyang?" Ji Liangchen seemed a little surprised when he heard his voice, and then slowly sat up, "Why are you here?"

"I heard that the emperor dismissed the imperial physician and refused to let the imperial physician take a pulse, so I came here to take a look." Qin Fengyang said bluntly, without any hint of euphemism, "The emperor is in a bad mood? Didn't you use the dinner?"

Ji Liangchen looked at him for a while, then said calmly: "Is the emperor not here?"

"The prince is out." Qin Fengyang said, "I don't know the whereabouts of the prince, and I dare not ask."

"You have never concealed your fear of him in front of me." Ji Liangchen smiled, "Get up, the dignified Prime Minister now has much more power in the court than the emperor, don't wrong yourself. "

"Your Majesty." Qin Fengyang's complexion changed slightly, he slowly pursed the corners of his lips, and lowered his head, "The Emperor is the master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and this minister is only ordered to handle government affairs on behalf of the Emperor while the Emperor is recuperating, and he dare not overstep his limits."

After a pause, he said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, don't underestimate yourself. In the eyes of the prince, the emperor will always be the emperor, and the minister is just a lowly slave. If the minister displeases the emperor, the prince can easily let the minister die without a place to die." .”

"Really?" Ji Liangchen raised his lips gently, "It turns out that I have such a heavy weight in the heart of the emperor?"

(End of this chapter)