The rebirth of the evil woman is not easy to mess with

Chapter 749 A fall and a broken leg!

Qianyang Palace.

This used to be the most dazzling palace of Daliang Palace, but now it is about to be abandoned.

The little emperor Rong Zhuo has been ill in bed for more than half a year, not only his complexion has become pale and bloodless, but his body seems to have lost a lot of weight.

If a person does not exercise for a long time, his muscles will atrophy, and Rong Zhuo's body is not very strong. He pretends to be in bed for so long, and he is a little bit handicapped.

The weather was getting colder, a gust of wind blew into the Qianyang Palace, Rong Zhuo sneezed suddenly, he tightened his clothes, got up and wanted to rummage for another one, only to land on the ground, his feet were soft and he thumped fell to the ground.

"Crack!"

Rong Zhuo heard a crisp sound, his calf bone was broken, and there was a burst of heart-piercing pain!
"what--"

He screamed and struggled a bit, but his feet were broken, how could he stand up?
"Come on... Come on..."

He yelled for help, but the Qianyang Palace was so empty that he couldn't even see a shadow, let alone a person.

The sharp pain from his feet made Rong Zhuo very painful and unbearable. He shouted again, but the surroundings were empty and there was no one there!
Rong Zhuo felt like he was going to die.

Didn't pay attention and broke his leg?

Shadow has gone out to do errands for the past few days, and he can't come back for a short time. If he is like this now, isn't that waiting for death?
A feeling of sadness spread in my heart, the emperor who was thrown to death is really ridiculous!
"Squeak-"

Suddenly, the door opened slowly, and a bright light came in, Rong Zhuo subconsciously closed his eyes.

He hadn't gone out for a long time, and even the windows, those people nailed up the windows to prevent him from escaping, even if there was light entering, it was extremely subtle light.

In this dark situation, when a lot of light shines in, he is very uncomfortable, his eyes and body are not used to it.

"Da da da……"

There was a sound of crisp footsteps at the gate, and a figure gradually approached.

The little emperor Rong Zhuo's closed eyes gradually adapted to the strong light, and slowly opened them.

What catches the eye is a pair of golden boots.

He looked up and saw a tall and tall figure.

"Watch... cousin?"

Rong Zhuo said subconsciously.

"How did it fall to the ground?"

Li Qingmu frowned slightly. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the whole country will celebrate it. At that time, there will be a banquet in the court, and the monarch and ministers will have fun together. But he doesn't like these, he wants to share the beauty of this day with his beloved.

Before every festival, he would come to visit Rong Zhuo, which seemed to be for outsiders to see, making people feel that the emperor was really kind and kind, with deep brotherly love.

This is a good name, and Rong Si also likes it, so he is allowed to visit the little emperor around the festival.

Today Li Qingmu came as usual, but found Rong Zhuo lying on the ground with a very painful expression on his face.

Qianyang Palace is now colder than outside, but Li Qingmu clearly saw a lot of sweat on the little emperor's forehead, this is... what's wrong?
Li Qingmu lowered his head slightly, only to find that the little emperor was moving and sliding with one foot desperately, while the other foot was completely motionless.

"You have a broken leg?"

Li Qingmu immediately saw the problem, and hurried over to check his injuries.

"Cousin, I...I hurt..."

Rong Zhuo said hoarsely, he was really in pain, but facing Li Qingmu, he couldn't be too weak, otherwise he would be looked down upon by this cousin.

On Li Qingmu's right arm, there are still scars from falling off the cliff that year. Although those scars have faded a lot, they are still there!

It is impossible for a person to erase the traces unless the bones and skin are completely removed.

Rong Zhuo had asked Li Qingmu about this before, and Li Qingmu didn't shy away from it, and told the cause and effect of the matter one by one.

Rong Zhuo admired him immeasurably at that time. He really admired this cousin for finding a chance in such a desperate situation!
The point is, his subsequent contusion and healing, not to mention the experience, just listening to it will make people creepy!
Cousin is so powerful, if he is so slightly injured and howls like hell, wouldn't he be laughed at by cousin?

"What about the shadow? Why isn't he around to protect you?"

Li Qingmu frowned, feeling that Rong Zhuo's close bodyguard was too unreliable.

Just throw your master here, what if something goes wrong?Can he afford it?
Rong Zhuo shook his head: "I asked him to go, to check some things."

Li Qingmu was silent again, and after a long time, he said: "I'll have someone arrest the imperial doctor immediately to see you, and by the way, ask the imperial doctor to diagnose Concubine Ming and Concubine Jing's pulse."

"Thank you cousin!"

"You don't have to be polite! This palace man from Ganyang Palace is so courageous that he doesn't even take care of the emperor?"

"Ahem, cousin, you are the emperor now!"

Rong Zhuo reminded him in a low voice.

Li Qingmu's cheeks twitched slightly, and he said coldly: "I'm just taking care of it! Come!"

Following Li Qingmu's order, all the palace people came in.

"The emperor fell down and was injured, but no one came in to check the situation and serve him. Are you contemptuous of the imperial power? Pull all these slaves out of the Yang Palace and punish them for thirty!"

Thirty strokes are just right, not too heavy to cause death, but not too light, just tickling.

Immediately, the palace people of Qianyang Palace started crying and howling.

Outside the palace, there are all white flowers, and there are figures of servants waving around. Every time the board falls, there will be blood splashes.

This is...a hard beating, to the point of death!

Later, Wen Jingzhong, the order of the Imperial Medical Office, came in person and diagnosed Rong Zhuo. He said that the problem was a bit serious, and the reason why he broke his bone after falling was because the little emperor lived in the almost airtight Qianyang Palace. , without seeing the sun, naturally, the bones will be brittle.

Once the bones are brittle, a fall or something can be fatal!

"Your Majesty's food... Recently, someone brought some good food! Otherwise, His Majesty's illness may be very difficult to recover from."

Wen Jingzhong reminded after helping Rong Zhuo set the bone.

"Oh, I see!"

Afterwards, Wen Jingzhong prescribed a few more medicines to strengthen the muscles and bones, and left.

"Thank you cousin! It's not cousin you help me this time, I think I will die, those people..."

Rong Zhuo looked at Li Qingmu gratefully.

For a while, he really felt the coldness of the world.

In the past, those maids and servants flattered him one by one, wishing to call him a little ancestor, but when he fell down, he would be a hungry wolf all the way, and it would be considered kindness not to bite him to death.

Li Qingmu smiled slightly: "Your Majesty just needs to understand in his heart, the experience now will become the most precious memory in the future! Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, is there anything you want to eat in particular?"

Li Qingmu had no intention of being the emperor of Daliang at all, so even if he is the emperor now, when he called Rong Zhuo, he called his Majesty very smoothly.

Rong Zhuo tilted his head, thought for a while, and said, "The sesame balls you gave last time are so delicious, I want them more!"

Li Qingmu smiled, it was a snack made by the little daughter-in-law, she said that it is not only delicious, but also nourishes the body, it is a good snack.

Li Qingmu usually eats one for nothing, not to mention, it tastes really good.

He nodded: "Okay, let someone send it later!"

(End of this chapter)