"The patient suffered from fainting caused by excessive fright. Weichen prescribed a medicine that calms the mind and calms the mind. Take it every day. Once the condition improves, there is no need to take any more medicine."

He Xulan asked the imperial doctor to be escorted out, and then his eyes turned to the bed. The young man on the bed was unconscious, and when he left, he saw that his still rosy face was now pale.

"Tell me again what happened before."

Following He Xulan's voice, the two eunuchs who had followed Xue Ya to the backyard knelt on the ground with a bang, "Just now, the slaves followed the master to the backyard. The master first ate a few peach blossoms, and then suddenly said there was a ghost, so

I ran back and fainted after just a few steps."

"Have you seen ghosts?" He Xulan obviously didn't believe in ghosts, and frowned slightly after hearing such nonsense.

The two eunuchs shook their heads, then they looked at each other, and one of them said in a very low voice: "Your Majesty, Master...maybe he can see things that us ordinary people can't see."

As soon as he said these words, He Xulan narrowed his eyes slightly. He had a handsome face like a gentleman. But if he was not expressionless, once he put away his expression or even turned cold, it almost seemed like he had changed instantly.

personal.

When the eunuchs saw the murderous intent in He Xulan's eyes, they kowtowed, "My slave said nonsense, and I deserve to die."

He Xulan looked at the eunuch who kept kowtowing, disgust flashed in his eyes, "Get out."

When the eunuchs left in fear, He Xulan gently held Xue Ya's hand. Most of the palace servants who had served him were dead. Now these people are all old people of the Li Dynasty. It will take at least some time to choose someone who can serve him well.

Xueya's palace maid.

Xue Ya woke up leisurely. It was already noon on the second day. When he opened his eyes, he saw He Xulan sitting by the bed with his eyes slightly lowered. He Xulan fell asleep leaning on the bed, with long eyelashes covering his eyes, casting small shadows.

.Xue Ya stared at that face for a while, then silently pressed her face against He Xulan's leg.

At this time, He Xulan woke up from a nap. He saw the young man leaning softly against him. He raised his hand to Xue Ya's forehead and felt a little relieved when he saw that it was not hot.

Just as he was about to take his hand back, Xue Ya grabbed his hand and looked at him with a pair of sleepy eyes, which was really pitiful and cute.

Xue Ya was even more clingy to him than yesterday. When He Xulan noticed it, he changed his mind and picked her up from the couch, "First wash and eat, then go to the study with me. I will have someone use a screen to make a partition in the study.

You stay behind the screen and play, okay?"

Hearing this, Xue Ya was obviously happy and took the initiative to rub his face against He Xulan's.

In the next few days, Xue Ya was always where He Xulan was. He almost never left He Xulan. He Xulan was very busy, but she still found time to go behind the screen and talk to him. Xue Ya was so pampered.

Then I didn't want to mention the haunting that night.

That night, as he walked forward after eating the flowers, he saw the vines as human figures in a trance. In addition, the silver moonlight fell on the flower wall, and it looked like a ghost face. He was so scared that he fainted without any hope. When he woke up, he fainted.

On the second day, he recalled it carefully and found that he had made an own mistake. He was too embarrassed to say it at the time. Now that he and He Xulan stay together every day, Xue Ya, who is greedy for this feeling, is unwilling to talk about it.

So when He Xulan finally mentioned the haunted night that day, Xue Ya immediately put her hand on her forehead and said that she was not feeling well, and then nestled into He Xulan's arms and said that she was scared. He was being pretentious and wanted to fool him, but it was a pity that he always

When he lied, he blinked his eyes back and forth, and couldn't help but hold his breath, fearing that others wouldn't find out he was lying.

He Xulan stared at Xue Ya for a while, but finally said nothing. Two days later, He Xulan mentioned the matter again. Xue Ya still said that she was scared and uncomfortable, and asked him to hug her. He Xulan hugged her tighter.

, his hands also reached into Xue Ya’s clothes.

After a while, Xue Ya was out of breath and her eyes were wet. He squeezed He Xulan's clothes tightly and parted his lips slightly. At this time, He Xulan suddenly stopped.

Xue Ya was stunned, and when he saw that He Xulan didn't want to continue, he took the initiative to get close to He Xulan, but no matter how coquettishly or naughty he was, He Xulan remained motionless. As if Liu Xiahui was reincarnated, Xue Ya was so angry that he bit He Xulan.

"elder brother!"

Although he loves to act coquettishly, he has a bad temper and bites people when he is angry.

He Xulan raised his eyebrows, "Guan Guan, did you see a ghost that night?"

Speaking of the last two words, he moved his hand slightly, and Xue Ya's toes suddenly curled up, and her already red face became even redder. Xue Ya still didn't want to say it, but his persistence on this matter was really low.

, it didn’t take long for him to move everything, but after he finished the move, he was afraid that He Xulan would be angry, so he hugged him quickly and said, "Brother, I didn’t mean to hide it from you. I...I’m not lying. I was indeed scared that day.

Come on, brother, don’t be angry."

"I'm not angry, I'm just wondering why you didn't tell me directly."

Xue Ya carefully observed He Xulan's expression and saw that the other party did not look like he was about to get angry, so she said: "If I told you, my brother would not accompany me. If he doesn't accompany me now, he will take a concubine in the future.

You don’t even have time to accompany me.” After speaking, his eyes turned red.

He Xulan had long known that Xue Ya was concealing the truth, and also guessed the reason for Xue Ya's concealment, but when Xue Ya actually said the reason, he remained silent.

This kind of silence was acquiescence in Xue Ya's eyes. Xue Ya didn't want He Xulan to see him crying again. After all, he was already nineteen years old and couldn't cry like this anymore. But he felt really uncomfortable in his heart, so he struggled to cry.

Get out of He Xulan's arms.

After struggling twice, he was hugged tightly. He Xulan kicked away the silk handkerchief he had just used to wipe his hands, and turned the face of the man who was struggling to leave towards him, "Even if I say I don't accept concubines, don't you?

believe?"

"How can an emperor not accept concubines?" It's not that Xue Ya didn't believe He Xulan, it's just that since ancient times, emperors have always had three thousand beauties in their harem.

He Xulan looked at the childish face in front of him and raised his lower lip, "Then if I don't become the emperor, I have to have concubines."

Xue Ya didn't expect He Xulan to say this. After being stunned for a while, he quickly shook his head, "No, no, if you don't become the emperor, what if we are bullied again?"

Only if He Xulan becomes emperor will they not be bullied.

"Don't officials want to be superiors? If you become emperor, we won't be bullied."

As soon as He Xulan said these words, the young man in his arms was completely dumbfounded.

When Xue Ya came back to her senses, she was already in the study, with a jade seal in front of her.

He Xulan grabbed Xue Ya's hand to get the jade seal, "Guan Guan, this jade seal will be yours from now on."

The jade seal was cold, and the complex patterns on it could still be felt in the palm of her hand. Xue Ya wanted to take her hand back, but He Xulan wouldn't let her.

"Brother, how can I be the emperor? Don't make fun of me."

He Xulan hugged Xue Ya from behind and gently pressed his head on the young man's shoulder, "Cui Lingjing can be the emperor. You are so much smarter than him, why not? The important thing is that once you become the emperor, you will not

You suspect that I will take a concubine, Guanguan, I hope you can trust me, no matter when."

After hearing this, Xue Ya still felt unsure, but that afternoon, all the palace servants who served him changed their names and called him Your Majesty.

Watch the dragon robe come in and reach its peak.

"Eunuch Huang, why did you come back?" Xue Ya said excitedly.

A few months ago, Cui Lingjing found out about Xue Ya and He Xulan and ordered He Xulan to move to the palace in Qingchang immediately. He Xulan decided to disobey the holy will before leaving the palace. He could not take Eunuch Huang on the road with him, but let Yi Ye

Feng's confidants sent Eunuch Huang to a safe place, but unfortunately the two apprentices responsible for covering Eunuch Huang's whereabouts died.

After He Xulan won the battle, he sent someone to pick up Eunuch Huang, so Xue Ya only met Eunuch Huang that day.

Eunuch Huang raised the plate with the dragon robe in his hand and said, "I arrived last night. I spent half a day recuperating before I dared to come and serve Your Majesty. Your Majesty, please come and try to see if this dress fits you."

Xue Ya looked at the noble and majestic dragon robe, stretched out her paws to touch it for a while, and then nodded and asked Eunuch Huang to help her dress.

The clothes were a lot too big and needed to be changed. Xue Ya held her chin with her hands while watching Eunuch Huang fold the dragon robe again, and asked: "Eunuch Huang, can I really be a good emperor?"

"Young master will help your majesty, right?" When Eunuch Huang answered, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Xue Ya was an innocent child. Throughout the ages, making dragon robes for new emperors never failed to fit. There was only one reason for not sacrificing one's life.

, this dragon robe is not made according to Xue Ya’s body shape.

Of course, in order to coax Xue Ya, He Xulan had ordered the Shangyi Bureau to change the dragon robe before the enthronement ceremony.

Thinking of this, Eunuch Huang felt that He Xulan and Xue Ya were really made for each other. One foolishly believed that he would be the emperor, and the other wanted to make the other the emperor at all costs. Even if it was only in name, he had to be the most sincere.

Eunuch Huang actually asked He Xulan why he had to go through such a big circle to make Xue Ya trust him. To make Xue Ya believe that he was the emperor, not only did everyone in the palace change their words, but also the ministers of the previous dynasty also cooperated.

At that time, He Xulan was busy dealing with matters before ascending the throne. When he heard this, he stopped moving, with mixed emotions in his hazel eyes, "I will give him everything, and he will not be afraid."

Eunuch Huang sighed, not knowing what to say. Finally, He Xulan broke the deadlock, "Yi Yefeng has found a person among the people who specializes in helping the dead to disguise themselves. He will enter the palace tomorrow morning. I want to see him in person."

As for the craftsmanship, I'll ask Uncle Huang for the official job, and it just so happens that the Clothing Bureau will send you the dragon robe tomorrow."

"Don't worry, young master, I know what to do."

While Xue Ya was changing into her dragon robe, He Xulan was covering her mouth and nose with a silk handkerchief, watching the old man in front of her disguise the dead man on the wooden bed. The old man looked up from time to time to look at the portrait hanging on the wall, working carefully, about one

After a few hours, this disguise was finally over.

Yi Yefeng stepped forward to take a look first, then looked back at He Xulan and nodded lightly.

He Xulan walked forward slowly, and when he saw that the dead man on the wooden bed had turned into a face exactly like the one in the portrait, he tugged at the corner of his lower lip and said, "Not bad."

It is easy to stop the palace people. It is also very simple to stop the ministers. But it is very difficult to stop the world. Especially Cui Lingjing once hung the portrait of Xue Ya in the temple and asked the people to kneel down and worship.

, but it doesn’t matter, as long as Cui Lingjing is disguised as Xue Ya in the portrait, and then puts on women’s clothes, she can be burned in the name of the demon concubine in front of the people of the world.

The old man didn't rest all morning or at noon. He tried to change the appearance of the two corpses. One of the corpses was a recent death, a death row inmate in the sky jail. He died of a serious illness in the prison yesterday and was dragged here today. He Xulan was making up his mind.

While Cui Lingjing's body was burned, he had already planned to let a heinous and lowly death row prisoner become Cui Lingjing and enter the Cui family's imperial mausoleum.

After handling the matters here, He Xulan took a shower and changed clothes before going to see Xue Ya.

When he went back, Xue Ya was taking a nap, her cheeks were red from sleeping, and the clothes around her neck were a little messy. He Xulan glanced at it for a few times, then stretched out his fingers and rubbed it gently.

Xue Ya was about to wake up from sleep. When He Xulan touched him, he opened his eyes in a daze. When he found He Xulan sitting next to the bed, he instinctively smiled and said, "Brother."

"Yeah." He Xulan smiled back, "Did you sleep well?"

Xue Ya nodded, then grabbed He Xulan's hand and put it against her face, "Brother, when is the enthronement ceremony?"

"It will be a very auspicious day in three days."

On the New Year's Day of the Ming Dynasty, an official named Wen went to Beijing and wrote in his handwriting: "On the tenth day of March, I was fortunate enough to attend the enthronement ceremony. On the eleventh day, people flocked to the streets to watch the fire ceremony. On the same day, the temples on the outskirts of the city were closed."

Another official complained to his wife after drinking, "The first one can't be called a fatuous king. He was a tyrant. This one is the real fatuous king. He can't even read a few words. Today he is sitting on the dragon throne."

Asleep!"

His wife was so frightened by these words that she turned pale and quickly covered the drunken official's mouth, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't worry about it."

The official woke up and stopped mentioning this. Two years later, he was drinking again and humming a ditty. When his wife saw that he was happy, she couldn't help but ask: "Why are you so happy today?"

The official replied, "In previous years we would give out porridge for disaster relief, but you see this year the world is at peace and the country is prosperous. We haven't had such comfortable days in many years."

The wife lowered her voice and teased, "I remember you complained about that one last year."

When mentioning that person, the official immediately showed a hateful expression, "Xiuti, that person only went to court for a few days and never appeared again. The queen handles court affairs, but she is known to the outside world as that person."

It's just what I did." He complained, picked up his chopsticks and knocked on the cup, muttering in his mouth.
Chapter completed!