The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 507 I'm Old, I Can't Wait Anymore

Call him into the palace just to put incense on Princess Yunrou?

Jiang Shu felt a little weird in his heart, but Emperor Yue had his life, so he had to obey.

In Emperor Yue's eyes, Yun Rou is an innocent and lovely daughter, but in his heart, Yun Rou is a savage and willful princess. Ever since she was targeted by her, Jiang Shu's life has become more troublesome.

But people are dead, and everything in the past is gone.

Yun Rou died at the hands of Su Luo, so this stick of incense should be used to alleviate Su Luo's sins!
Under the eyes of Emperor Yue following him, he lit incense, bowed three times, and finally when he was about to kneel and kowtow according to courtiers' etiquette, Emperor Yue stopped him: "This is enough!"

Jiang Shu didn't insist anymore.

After offering incense, Emperor Yue finally took him out of the oppressive and cold mourning hall, walked along the palace road with a thin layer of snowflakes on the pavement, and walked in the direction of Zhengyang Palace.

Han Zhao followed behind and reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the road is slippery, do you want to pass the sedan chair?"

"I'm not too old to walk..." Before he finished speaking, he lost his balance and rushed forward.

Han Zhao was a few steps away from him, and the guards couldn't quench their thirst, and they were about to hit the ground. Jiang Shu's figure flickered, and he firmly held Yue Huang's hand, stopping his falling momentum, and helped him up. up.

This momentary movement was extremely energy-consuming and caused him to cough.

"Cough cough cough..."

After a while, even the throat of Adam's apple became crimson.

Han Zhaohun'er was almost scared to death, if Jiang Shizi had been one step late just now, His Majesty would have fallen hard.

His Majesty's health has been declining recently, if he falls again at this time, the consequences will be disastrous.

Han Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to support the Yue Emperor: "Your Majesty, are you all right, can you tell the imperial physician? Are you hurt in any way, Your Majesty?"

Yue Huang used his strength to stabilize his figure, took a deep breath, and said in a steady tone, "It's okay, if you, an old dog, didn't talk to me and distracted my attention, I would never have fallen!"

Han Zhao was pissed like garlic: "Yes, yes, it's all the slave's fault, it's the slave's fault, as long as you are fine, Your Majesty, the slave will go back and get twenty boards by himself!"

"Forget it!" Yue Huang waved his hand, "You old bone, if you go down twenty boards, you will die. You have been with me for decades, and you are killed because of this little thing. Isn't the world going to poke you?" My spine!"

Han Zhaodui smiled, "Your Majesty, you are right, I thank you for not beating me!"

Jiang Shu was still coughing.

He covered his lips with a handkerchief, coughing suppressedly, his face was blushing as if bleeding, even the eyeballs were stained with a thin layer of crimson.

"Xiao Shu, thank you just now!" Yue Huang's tone was extraordinarily gentle, "Quickly, go and invite the imperial physician to have a look!"

Jiang Shu took a breath, and said slowly: "It doesn't matter! I just took a sip of cold wind, and it will be fine soon! It's an old problem, and it's useless to call the imperial doctor!"

Han Zhao looked at his expression and said, "Your Majesty, you should get on the sedan chair. Let's go back to the palace earlier, so that Mr. Jiang can blow less cold wind!"

Princess Yunrou's palace is not far from Zhengyang Palace, and the sedan chair is much faster than Yuehuang's walking, and it takes only a stick of incense to arrive.

After entering the warm room, Jiang Shu's complexion improved a lot.

When Emperor Yue looked at him several times just now, he felt that he was going to faint at any moment, but he held on.

"Your illness was not much better before, why is it getting serious again?"

"Coughing is always recurring!" Jiang Shu lowered his eyebrows, his long eyelashes concealed the real emotion in his eyes, "The wind in the north is very cold, so it aggravated it. It will not endanger your life, and it will not hinder you!"

The maid served hot tea, and Jiang Shu picked it up and took a sip.

His slender and white fingers and the blue jade teacup complement each other, like a pleasing painting.

The Emperor Yue was silent for a long time, and said: "Your body should not have asked you to go to the border again, but you must know the current court situation, and I don't feel at ease to hand it over to anyone!"

"Wei Chen understands!"

"Shen Zijue, another batch of weapons was rushed out a few years ago. It just so happened that you brought them with you when you returned to the Northland this time, and you will escort them. I am very relieved!"

Jiang Shu nodded: "Weichen is also about to tell His Majesty that I am going to leave after the fifth day of the lunar new year. People from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Households should have prepared all these things a year ago, right?"

"Don't be so anxious. You went to the battlefield not long after you got married last year. Come back now and spend more time with your grandmother and wife!" The Emperor Yue paused, "Your grandmother must be talking about asking you to give him a great-grandson every day, right?" ?”

Jiang Shu was a little uncomfortable with the sudden change in the style of painting.

He smiled slightly: "Grandmother is indeed in a hurry, but with regard to the child, we can only follow fate!"

"Hurry up too!" Yue Huang straightened his tone, "I will let the imperial doctor go back with you, and show you and your wife to take care of yourself. There is no rush to leave this time, the weapons at the border gate are not enough for the time being. Use it, wait until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is over, and after Yun Rou is buried, then you can start again!"

"Yes, follow His Majesty's orders!"

"I also hope that you can have a child as soon as possible. You and Su Luo must work hard!"

Jiang Shu...

Is it because he is weak, so everyone expects him to have an heir as soon as possible. If this is the case, there will be no successors?
A mocking smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, which disappeared in a flash.

Han Zhao came over with the chessboard. The Emperor Yue was in a state of confusion today, and he repeatedly went on business trips. Jiang Shu just wanted to let it go, but he didn't know where to start.

So obvious!

"Today, His Majesty is restless and did not perform at a normal level. I should play chess with His Majesty another day!"

"Okay, I'm tired too, let's go!"

Immediately a servant came forward and led Jiang Shu out.

It was freezing cold, and the snow was falling heavily. He wore a white fox fur, and walked in the snow without any haste, as if the wind and snow could not penetrate even an inch of his body.

Yue Huang looked through the half-open window and asked, "Tell me, does he already know something?"

Han Zhao looked around, he was the only one in the room.He bit the bullet and replied in a low voice: "It shouldn't be! Those who knew about this back then are no longer alive!"

Yue Huang looked back and stared at him lightly.

Han Zhao hurriedly knelt down with a puff, "Your Majesty, even if you borrowed 1 courage from this old slave, this old slave would not dare to say anything about it. The sun and the moon can learn from the old slave's love for His Majesty!"

"I didn't say it was you who said it, look at how brave you are!" Yue Huang snorted, looked at the figure that had disappeared into a dot and said, "It would be great if he wasn't a sick man, if he could How nice to have a son!"

"The son's illness will definitely recover. The son and wife are loving, and it will be a matter of time before they have children. Please rest assured, Your Majesty!"

After saying this sentence, Han Zhao seemed to hear Yue Huang whispered: "But I am old and can't afford to wait!"

(End of this chapter)