Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

Chapter 368 The sickly beauty Emperor Master vomited blood again 17

Rebellions broke out in the south, and Zhou Jizhi wanted to draw out the troops in the north to quell the rebellion.

The Turks took the opportunity to invade and were beaten severely by the generals sent by Zhou Jiuzhi, but their own losses were also considerable.

The cold winter has arrived, and it has become more difficult to transport the grain and grass from the treasury to the north. Sooner or later, the soldiers will complain. Zhou Jizhi ordered the generals to slaughter the war horses and hold on until the new grain was delivered to the frontier.

Zhou Jiuzhi was good at fighting and appeasing the morale of his troops.

Yu Chi committed the serious crime of deceiving the emperor, but he just called someone to give him a few words, and fined him thirty boards in private. He used both kindness and power to save enough face for the famous general.

But he didn't like to get involved with these nagging admonishers.

These were all left to Zhou Jingzhi, who supervised the work.

The handsome young man was protected by him and had never been to the frontier. He sat upright according to etiquette and had a serious look on his face that made Zhou Jizhi laugh.

Zhou Jiuzhi took a look at the annotations of the young man's excerpt and said displeasedly: "Why are you talking so much nonsense to him? Asking for food in Northern Xinjiang is not a matter of course. You don't scold him, but you have to appease him."

Zhou Jingzhi pushed his brother's hand: "Brother Emperor, it is common for courtiers to complain. We cannot let the monarch and his ministers leave because of trivial matters. Moreover, at this time, Dacheng is restricted in the north and south, so we must be more tolerant."

Zhou Jiuzhi groaned, rubbed his younger brother's head, and said against his will: "I should send you to the north to fight. It doesn't make much sense. I read it every day and it makes me dizzy."

Zhou Jingzhi: "Brother, the banquet tonight..."

Zhou Jiuzhi interrupted him directly: "If you don't go, I will feel dizzy. Go back to sleep."

Zhou Jingzhi knew that his brother did not like to maintain the false feelings of monarch and minister.

Therefore, he is usually the one to deal with situations like this.

As usual, Zhou Jingzhi gave the emperor a few words of advice in a mature manner, and then ordered a sedan chair to be sent to take the emperor back to his palace.

As soon as Zhou Ji stepped into the outer hall door, he asked Wang Suxi: "How is it? Have you drank the medicine today?"

Wang Suxi nodded repeatedly, with a loving tone: "I drank everything, took a medicinal bath, ate a piece of cake, and did whatever I asked him to do. He is very well-behaved!"

Very well-behaved.

Zhou Jiuzhi was thinking about these words in his head and stepped forward with his long legs. The palace guards in this palace were not as fast as him.

Entering the inner hall, Zhou Jiuzhi directly pushed open the screen embroidered with golden dragons that covered the bed.

Yun Chen was seen leaning on the bed, his long hair was spread out, his fair skin was as white as snow, and the wounds on his forehead had turned into pieces of red plum scattered in the snow. His beautiful facial features were like a painting, and he was so beautiful.

A thick quilt was wrapped around him, and a palace man put a heater in his arms. Yun Chen didn't have the strength to hold it, so he just rested his fingers on the heater, tilting his head to one side, feeling drowsy.

When Zhou Ji came closer, he smelled the bitter smell of medicinal herbs.

He liked the smell very much, it smelled ten thousand times better than those fancy incense.

Zhou Jiuzhi sniffed secretly for a while, then reached out and casually picked up a strand of Yun Chen's hair, wrapping it around his fingers to play with it.

While playing with it, he suddenly concentrated and twisted his hair with his fingers.

After rubbing it, the fingertips became moist.

He immediately darkened his face: "Who wiped my hair? It's still wet!"

The emperor became angry, and the palace servants knelt down and asked the emperor to forgive him.

Zhou Jiuzhi waved his hand to let them go down to receive their punishment, but he heard the people behind him coughing.

He didn't have time to blame these slaves, so he turned back and put his arms in his arms and rubbed his chest to prevent him from choking and bleeding again: "What are you doing standing there, why don't you go get the handkerchief!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Soon, the dry kerchief and deerskin were in the emperor's hands.

Zhou Jiuzhi pulled the man to his chest and leaned against him, picked up his hair and wiped it strand by strand.

He looked at Yun Chen's slightly dilated pupils and hummed, "You're like this until you wake up. You won't complain if someone bullies you."

Yun Chen opened his eyes a little and looked at Zhou Jiuzhi in a daze, as if he couldn't understand what he said.

Zhou Jiuzhi knew that he was looking for instructions, which was why he showed such a confused look. He curled his thin lips and said, "Okay, it's none of your business."

Yun Chen still looked at him.

Zhou Jiuzhi reached out on a whim, avoiding the wound, and twitched his eyelashes, causing Yun Chen's eyes to sparkle.

The handsome emperor was in a good mood and said with dignity: "What are you looking at? Can you tell who I am?"

Yun Chen wanted to say that you claimed to be alone, so who else could it be, but he still closed his eyes gently and stopped moving as if he was extremely tired.

Zhou Jiuzhi thought he was asleep, so he simply went to bed and picked him up, letting his chin rest on his shoulder so that he could dry his wet hair bit by bit.

"Don't sleep, I'll have to drink medicine later."

"Did you hear that? Don't sleep!"

Yun Chen was frightened by the sudden raised voice and trembled involuntarily. Zhou Jiuzhi immediately slowed down his voice and patted him gently: "I called you because I was afraid you would catch a cold. Okay, okay, don't be afraid."

Yun Chen leaned on his shoulder, his distracted eyes suddenly darkened.

It seems that he is not Chen Yao's problem, Zhou Jiuzhi already knows it.

The young emperor served him like this, and he didn't seem to have any complaints.

Probably fresh.

After a while, when I couldn't get anything out of his mouth, I naturally got tired of it.