C13

"The body of the little emperor is weak. I'm afraid he needs to be nurtured. The weight will be reduced by half in the near future!" Cui Nanshan sighed, revealing a look of pity, "You're not as strong as me at such a young age, how could you bear the torture? "He's alone in the palace again. What a tragedy!"

Dongfang Weiming frowned slightly, but let out a sigh of relief. Since Zhao Jing had no problems, naturally it was for the best. He was in too much of a hurry to achieve his goals, so he forgot that she was still young and couldn't withstand the medicine's effects!

"You think about it!" The glint in Dongfang Weiming's eyes darkened slightly, "You're proficient in this aspect!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, from the looks of it, who was the one who was so flustered just now? "What is the point of questioning this old man when he knows that I am better than you?" Cui Nanshan glared at Zhou Zhiji, "Forget it, the little emperor is fine, he just suffered from the cold!"

Dongfang Weiming nodded, "I'm perfectly fine, how did I get the cold?"

Cui Nanshan placed his hands on his waist, "How can a person not get sick after eating five grains? How could a ten-year-old child take good care of himself? You killed her mother, and now you're letting her catch a cold? Can't you see it's snowing outside? It was snowing in winter, so it was hard for children to avoid having a lot of fun. They would freeze after eating a bit of snow. Isn't it common to stay with ordinary people? Don't be so fussy about my medicine! Old man's medicine, it's good! "

Dongfang Weiming did not want to listen to his nonsense, so she turned and walked out, "If there are no other problems, naturally it's for the best. The quantity of the medicine is halved, but it cannot be stopped!"

When the voice fell, Dongfang Weiming paused in his steps and stood at the door. Zhou Zhiji quickly covered his cloaked figure with the cloak. He slowly turned his head, and his eyes seemed to be filled with the color of snow and wind, his tone carried a hint of warning, "Cui Nanshan, take care of your merciful heart, there are some things that you cannot decide!"

Cui Nanshan was startled, he had just spoken a few words of praise for the little Emperor, and this fellow even bore a grudge? That's right, who was Dongfang Weiming? He was so shrewd that he could draw blood. In the end, his little scheme was seen through!

"Don't worry!" Cui Nanshan lowered his voice, "I will do your thing, I will do it well!"

"Humph!" Dongfang Weiming coldly snorted, and stepped into the snow.

Cui Nanshan looked at the Qianyuan Hall and sighed.

When Dongfang Weiming entered the Qianyuan Hall, his footsteps were a little heavy. When he arrived in front of the bed, Zhao Jing slightly opened his eyes a crack, only then did he realize that he had made a fuss about her.

"Your majesty!" He bowed.

When Zhao Jing closed his eyes, he felt that the voice was as rich and mellow as wine. However, when she opened her eyes and saw him, she felt a shiver in her heart!

Although they were mortal enemies, they had to pretend to be friendly.

"Regent... "No need for formalities!" Zhao Jing's voice was hoarse and his face was terrifyingly pale.

She was really sick!

Wei Shuge hurriedly pulled Zhao Jing up and placed the soft pillow behind Zhao Jing so that she could lean on it more comfortably.

"Today is winter in Japan, the Ministry Of Rites said to give dumplings!" Zhao Jing smiled weakly, "We have already sent someone to deliver the dumplings from Prime Minister's Estate and Taifu Mansion. We only have this Regent's Mansion. Regent shouldn't mind staying at the palace and eating dumplings with me, right? "

Dongfang Weiming looked at her, and laughed until he could not understand her meaning, "Since it's the emperor's favor, I shall obey!"

Zhao Jing laughed, each of them had their own plans.

When it was time for lunch, Zhao Yuannan brought up the dumplings.

Zhao Jing was not surprised, she knew that he would definitely come, because Dongfang Weiming was here! She glanced at Wei Shuge who was busy cooking, glanced at Gan Tang who was holding his breath and fully prepared, and finally set his gaze on Dongfang Weiming.

But Dongfang Weiming still remained indifferent and distant, and didn't even raise his eyes. Zhao Jing's heart couldn't help but sink a little!

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Jing tried his best to remain calm.

Dongfang Weiming suddenly opened his mouth, "Does the emperor know about the story of the Fish Intestine Sword?"

Chao Zhao Yuannan brought a plate of fish forward, causing Zhao Jing's heart to turn cold. His hand that was hidden in his sleeves immediately clenched into a fist!