Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

Chapter 359 The sickly beauty Emperor Master vomited blood again 08

The doctors in the palace were among the best in the world, and there was no shortage of precious medicinal materials in the palace. A bowl of hot soup brought Yun Chen back from the edge of death.

Yun Chen was still lying on Zhou Juzhi's dragon bed.

Wang Suxi ordered people to carry Yun Chen away, but Zhou Jiuzhi waved his hand and stopped him from moving.

"This, this is against the rules..."

Zhou Jiuzhi knew that Yun Chen had just poured the soup and medicine with great difficulty, and had to spit it out every time he moved it. He immediately frowned and said: "This is not a court, where can there be so many rules!"

[Yun Chen: He might as well have someone take me away. His bed is as hard as frozen salted fish. ]

[Yun Chen: I feel so uncomfortable. Can you add some grilled fish to comfort me? I want it spicy. ]

[System 112:...]

Zhou Jizhi allowed the person to sleep on his own bed.

He felt itchy and uncomfortable in his heart when he saw Yun Chen being scrubbed with a kerchief by the palace servants without any defense, with his arms hanging by the bedside, letting others play with them.

He really wanted to taste this faint king again!

And I'm afraid I'll really kill someone in bed...

Zhou Jiuzhi simply left the dormitory and took all the papers he had to deal with every day to his brother Zhou Jingzhi's palace for processing.

The palace people originally treated Yun Chen harshly and bullied him.

But which slave could be raised on a dragon bed just because he got sick?

For a while, I didn't dare to take the risk of making mistakes.

Even Wang Suxi couldn't guess the emperor's thoughts, so he could only guard Yunchen and give him medicine over and over again.

Wang Suxi personally administered the medicine for three days, and finally felt some emotion in her heart.

One day, after Yun Chen drank medicine and fell asleep, Wang Suxi gently stroked Yun Chen's hair with his increasingly older hands and sighed: "Poor child."

[Ding, Wang Suxi’s strategy value is +20, and the current strategy value is 20]

[System 112: Melon seeds! ]

[Yun Chen: Cake! ]

[System 112: But your cake is short of ten strategy points. Buying melon seeds is just right, not as good as us...]

Yun Chen closed his eyes and frowned, called out "Mother" in a low voice, and spit out another mouthful of blood.

Wang Suxi let out an ouch, quickly brought a towel to wipe him, helped the unconscious man up, patted his back, and hummed a ballad subconsciously.

[Ding, Wang Suxi’s strategy value is +10, and the current strategy value is 30]

[Yun Chen: Why not be as good as us? ]

[System 112:...]

With Wang Suxi's care, Yun Chen recovered from his illness calmly and ate a lot of nourishing meals, and finally stopped coughing up blood.

But his whole person also quickly became depressed.

Because Yun Chen had some hope before, hoping that Chen Yao would come to save him.

Now, he dare not think about anything...

After waking up, Yun Chen spent most of the time leaning on the couch in a daze, shedding tears from time to time - after defrauding Wang Suxi's strategy value, he dived into the system space to eat melon seeds!

As soon as he got in, his body fell limply, looking as if he had fainted, which was consistent with his sickly character who was unable to walk.

The Rong Dynasty was destroyed, but several major aristocratic forces in the south of the Yangtze River were still there, and the Cheng Dynasty soldiers stationed there were constantly harassed by spies.

Moreover, the navy in the south of the Yangtze River is much stronger than that in the north.

Zhou Jiuzhi personally went to his shipyard and pulled out all the corruption bugs with his own hands, causing a huge uproar.

Zhou Jingzhi followed behind to clean up the stall.

He is ten years younger than Zhou Jiuzhi, but he is still a boy in his early fifteen, but he is very stable and always has a friendly smile on his face.

The two brothers worked in tandem, using both kindness and power, to clean the shipyard from top to bottom. Finally, they gathered enough evidence and ransacked the home of the Minister of Industry.

The minister of the Ministry of Industry was an important minister of the late emperor. When he was caught, he arrogantly insulted Zhou Jiuzhi. He was kicked out by Zhou Jiuzhi and lost half of his life.

For a moment, the book appeared like snowflakes.

Fortunately, Zhou Jingzhi played Tai Chi with them and gradually calmed down the anger of the old ministers.

When Zhou Jiuzhi returned to the dormitory, he saw Yun Chen sitting behind his desk, wearing a big fur cloak, and painting on his desk.

Wang Suxi was afraid that Yun Chen would get into trouble, so he coaxed him and found something for him to do.

He finally persuaded Yun Chen to take the pen for two days, but the emperor's sedan chair came back early.

The cloaks in the north are very thick and long. When Yun Chen's thin and slender body is put together, his face feels particularly small.

Zhou Jizhi was already in a bad mood. When he saw Yun Chen, the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, his expression dropped even more. He came over in two steps and swiped his hand: "Who allowed him to touch Gu's desk?"

Yun Chen's hand trembled slightly, and the paintings were pushed to the ground by Zhou Jiuzhi and scattered.

Wang Suxi hurriedly knelt down, trembling and begging for punishment: "I thought... you let him sleep on the bed, which means you tacitly allowed him to..."

Zhou Jiuzhi's nameless fire burned whomever he saw: "Who is your holy master, Gu or him?"

This is a very serious statement.

Wang Suxi was so frightened that he fell to the ground and knocked his head on the ground, which was covered in blood.

Yun Chen pressed the corners of his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "I have to use it, so there is no need to punish him."

Wang Suxi trembled in surprise, but still did not dare to raise his head.

Zhou Jiuzhi turned around and lifted Yun Chen out of the mess.

The tall and erect emperor, in anger again, stuck Yun Chen's body to his side like a copper wall and an iron wall: "Okay, then you accept the punishment for him!"

Wang Suxi clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves, but did not dare to say another word.

Yun Chen was dragged along, his hair disheveled, and the door to the inner hall was slammed shut.

Wang Suxi stood up, staggered and called a young eunuch, and whispered: "Go, let someone prepare a medicinal bath, don't make any publicity."

The ink sticks in the palace are naturally of the best quality, strong and shiny, dark and moisturizing, and the inkstones are also of the highest quality, emitting a faint musk scent when the ink is drawn out.

Zhou Jiuzhi's anger over the past ten days had completely dissipated. He stood up and took a look at Yun Chen's breath.

Although it was weak, it was not as thrilling as the sudden vomiting of blood last time.

It seems that Wang Suxi has taken good care of him these days.

Zhou Jiuzhi knocked down the incense burner aside and cursed: "You are a slave who eats everything!"

But it was just scolding and no further punishment.

Zhou Jiuzhi handed the unconscious man to Wang Suxi, took some clothes and put them on before returning to the middle hall.

The mess on the ground had been cleaned up, and the paintings were rolled up and thrown aside, ready to be taken to the brazier for burning.

Zhou Jiuzhi came over and kicked one open with the toe of his boot.

Yun Chen painted a side hall in Da Rong.

It is not a freehand landscape painting. The roof ridges, beams, and stone pillars are all very clear, and even the Suan Ni on the eaves are lifelike.

Zhou Jiuzhi bent down, pushed the rest away with his hands, and frowned for a while at the Jiangnan lake scene.

This dog emperor.

He fell down at the slightest hint of wind. He was as delicate as porcelain. He probably had never held a sword and couldn't ride a horse.

This touch is quite skillful and powerful.

The princes of Jiangnan did not learn to ride horses and fight, but preferred these useless chess, calligraphy and painting.

Zhou Jiuzhi couldn't help but think.

With such a pair of flawless white hands, he had to hold his own ink stick just now, bending his knees to polish the ink for his king, and that secret feeling of satisfaction captured his heart again.

Zhou Jiuzhi's lips curved: "Here comes someone!"

[Ding, Zhou Ji’s blackening value is -9, and the current blackening value is 90]

[Ding, Zhou Ji’s strategy value is +9, and the current strategy value is 10]

The palace servants were probably used to the monarch's moodiness, so they came over with their heads lowered and waited for instructions.

Zhou Jiuzhi kicked the wooden scroll on the ground and said, "Burn it. Have someone bring him some good ink, good paper and pen, and rhinoceros horn for the scroll."

The palace people looked at Zhou Jizhi in shock.

This was not over yet. The palace people heard the emperor's deep voice faintly.

"After all, I'm a lonely person, so what's the point of using these rags?"