Fengqi Jingshi

Chapter 174 Thinking carefully (8)

Shen Junzhuo had mentioned to him that Li Cunren's daughter, governor of Yongzhou, knew some medical skills, so maybe she could be recruited into the palace to have a try.But his illness needs to be hidden from others, so this woman also has to hide it from others when she enters the palace, so she has to make some disguise. Could it be that this disguise means that she can pretend to be a gentleman?
He looked at this Miss Li again, neither humble nor overbearing, calm and at ease, without the usual vigilance and panic, more calm and indifferent, but obviously different from the rest of the palace, with a face that was as pure as ice. Also showed some sympathy.He smiled in his heart, let such a person come to him at this time, what would Shen Junzhuo do?
It's not that he can't trust him, but that every day he is on the throne is a day of trembling...

There are powerful enemies on the outside, civil uprisings on the inside, government affairs can't be in his own hands, military power has to rely on others, and even the harem is decided by the empress. As the emperor, he is really a wimp.

He had to doubt everyone, even those who lived and died together.

But sometimes, he had to lower his figure to please some people, like Shen Junzhuo.

He really hated such a life, if he could, he really wanted to pick up a knife and kill him!

But thinking about it, he flinched again.No, that bloody scene is painful even to recall, sometimes dreaming back in the middle of the night, the previous scenes made him terrified!
He is such a contradictory person, he wants to do something wholeheartedly, but everything does not follow his wishes, and everything is hindered.

He showed a bleak smile, trying to make people feel like a spring breeze, his throat was itchy, and he couldn't help but want to cough.There was another earth-shattering cough, and he felt as if a knife had been stabbed in his chest, but he wanted to cough up all his internal organs.

Standing aside, Shu Yao really couldn't bear to see his coughing like this. When he got better, she said:

"The officials should take the medicine quickly, but it's better not to eat the candied fruit."

Emperor Zhao responded vaguely, took the bowl in Fuquan's hand, frowned tightly, and drank the medicine with his neck raised. Started to churn up.He took a few sips of tea in a hurry to dilute the bitterness a bit, and some sweat oozes from his abnormally white face.

The doctor is benevolent, since there is no need to hide his identity at this time, seeing Emperor Zhao's appearance, Shu Yao couldn't bear it, and said to the maid standing beside him:
"Bring a candle, and after I do the acupuncture, the officials will feel much more comfortable."

Emperor Zhao panted slightly, and said weakly:
"It's work."

With that said, relying on Fuquan's strength, he slowly lay down.

Shu Yao didn't know what to say, she didn't expect Emperor Zhao to be such a person, which was very different from the majesty and solemnity she imagined.

A court lady came over with a candlestick, and saw Shu Yao unrolling the cloth roll, and the long, short, thick and thin needles were neatly arranged in the cloth roll.The needle has a handle, the longest is three inches, and the shortest is only half an inch, emitting a harmonious light in the candlelight.

Shu Yao's hand slid across the row of needles, stopped on one of them, took it out, first roasted it on the candle, then chose an acupuncture point, hesitated, and said:
"The officials bear with it, there will be some pain, but it will not be serious."

Emperor Zhao didn't speak, but nodded lightly. Every breath tore his chest, like thousands of strands of pulling, and he was willing to tear his heart and lungs into pieces, and his heart was like a huge stone. , It always made him unable to breathe freely.

This kind of pain tormented him every day, he knew that his time was running out, and he always felt a little unfulfilled, but so what?Time is also fate!
(End of this chapter)