Ghost King's Poisonous Concubine

The medicine Rong Huazheng prescribed a few days ago made it easy to fall asleep. In the first two days, Yu Wencan slept after eating, and took it after sleeping. He lay on the bed for two days without doing anything. Yu Wencan also said: "It turns out that I was also raised as a pig."

Rong Huazheng laughed when he heard the words, stretched out his hand to hook his chin, and rubbed his chin with his fingertips in a teasing way, "Where in the world is there such a beautiful pig?" Feeling pissed off, he lowered his head and gnawed a few mouthfuls on his alluring face.

Yu Wencan's hands were weak, he couldn't push her away, and he didn't want to push her away, so he just let a female man take advantage of him and kissed her so much that his face was drooling.

The end of the year is approaching, and there are so many things to do, state affairs pile up one after another, and there are also large and small news of success, many things need to be dealt with quickly, and more things need to be discussed in the court. With time accumulating into a mountain, although Yu Wencan had trouble walking, he still went up as usual on the third day after the injury.

During the injury period, Yu Wencan was exempted from court for two days. None of the courtiers knew that their emperor was injured. Imagine being infected with a cold.

Naturally, it is not so easy for Yuwencan's broken tendons to be completely intact. He can't stand up on his feet, and he can't hold things in his hands. Reviewing memorials is very problematic. Under such circumstances, Rong Huazheng needs help.

So, what everyone sees now is - Yu Wencan is leaning against the dragon couch, with two beautiful little radish heads beside him, and Rong Huazheng is sitting on the side of the dragon couch, reading a memorial to Yu Wencan .After Yu Wencan listened to it, if he wanted to reply, he dictated his reply and asked the little prince to write it for him.

At first, Yu Wencan wanted Rong Huazheng to write for her, but Rong Huazheng refused. Her handwriting could be seen as a woman's handwriting, and the ministers read it and wondered how many disturbances would be caused, such as female relatives intervening in politics, etc. Wait, although Rong Huazheng doesn't care about being criticized by others, but if this happens, Yu Wencan will fall into the stupid ranks of *beautiful*.

Yu Wencan probably knew what Rong Huazheng was thinking, and looked at Ronghuazheng with a pair of eyes.

Rong Huazheng was baffled by him, so he gave him a wink, "Why?"

Yu Wencan said calmly: "I'm observing the beauty."

Rong Huazheng: "..."

Rong Huazheng didn't want to be a ghostwriter, and Yu Wencan didn't force her. Anyway, his son is four years old and his handwriting is also very good. Letting him be a ghostwriter can just train him.

At that time, the little prince was not in Yu Wencan's bedroom, but went to Zangshuge to read a book. Yu Wencan asked Xia Houguo to bring him here.

That day, the little princess was also reading a book with botanical illustrations by Brother Wang's side. Brother Wang was itchy to be called away by her father, so she hugged Brother Wang's arm and went to join in the fun together.

Yu Wencan and Rong Huazheng were not surprised to see their daughter and son appearing together, and Yu Wencan even said to her daughter very gently: "Zhu'er, come sit next to the emperor."

The little princess ran over and climbed onto the dragon couch with a bang.

The little prince sticks to the Ronghua Zheng, and when he sees the Ronghua Zheng beside him, he goes to sit next to the Ronghua Zheng.Rong Huazheng kissed his son's face, touched his head, and asked him: "Can Xian'er write for Father Huang?"

"Okay." The little prince said obediently and calmly.

After that, the little prince said hello, and the family of three began to jointly review the memorial.

In a family of four, the one with the most free time is none other than the little princess.And the little princess is the one who has the most restlessness. She runs, runs, jumps and dances on the dragon couch without disturbing the adults.

Yu Wencan glanced distractedly at his daughter, and when Rong Huazheng finished reading a memorial, he asked, "Zheng'er, were you as naughty as Zhu'er when you were young?"

"Me?" Rong Huazheng handed the finished memorial to his son as a ghostwriter, and touched the little guy's face by the way. Hearing this, he smiled very modestly, "It's easy to say." She was not just naughty and polite before.

The little princess who was said to be naughty was not happy, "Father, I am not naughty."

"What do you call naughty?"

"Lively!" Xiaogong said in a positive tone, "Father, you should pay attention to the words you use when you speak. I am your daughter. If you say I am naughty, don't you just say you, Father?"

Dare she be completely equal to him?

Yu Wencan thought it was funny, glanced at An Jing's son, and said, "Then Zhu'er, who cares about being like your father?"

"..." The little princess innocently blinked her eyes twice, and decided not to speak.

This little girl is sensible!Rong Huazheng was very angry.

The little princess was in a panic, watching the three of them continue to get caught up in reading the memorial. After pinching her fingers for a quarter of an hour, she began to protest: "Father, I'm so bored."

On one side was the melodious voice of Ronghua Zheng’s Poison Memorial, and on the other side was her daughter’s complaints. Yu Wencan’s eyes were distracted from Ronghua Zheng’s side face for a few seconds and came to tease her daughter. Emperor?"

"I like it." The little princess stood up on the dragon couch and kissed Yu Wencan's side face very face-saving. After the kiss, she pouted and said, "But I haven't done anything now, I want to do something."

After Rong Huazheng finished reading a memorial, seeing Yu Wencan turn her face away to hear her daughter say that she forgot about her hard work, she gave him a glance, and asked her after hearing her daughter's words: "Will Zhu'er read the memorial for your father? "

"Can I read the memorial?" The little princess's big eyes were shining brightly.

Rong Hua smiled, took one or two memorials and handed them to her daughter.

The little princess held the memorial with her small hands, and read the memorial for Yu Wencan while pressing the words on it with a crisp voice, while Yu Wencan squinted at the Ronghua Zheng.

The little princess is very playful, and after reading for a quarter of an hour, her mouth became so sour that she didn't want to read any more. She lay limp on the dragon couch, kicking the dragon quilt with her little tender feet, and sighed: "Children's The task is to play, poor children who have no time to play. Oh, poor me."

"Smelly girl!" Rong Huazheng was very angry, "If you want to play, go and play by yourself."

"I have no one to accompany me..." The little princess poked her worried index fingers together, "A child must be accompanied by a child."

Rong Huazheng: "..."

Yu Wencan: "..."

little Prince:"……"

The little princess's big eyes rolled around the three of them, and she became even more worried. She stared at Rong Hua sadly: "Mother, why don't you give birth to a younger sister or younger brother for me to play with?"

Rong Huazheng was annoyed at this moment, she stretched out her hand and slapped the little princess's butt hard: "Are younger brothers and sisters born for you to play with?" Damn girl!

The little princess snorted, and didn't protect her little butt that was hurt by being slapped, and came to Rong Huazheng in a hurry, and said flatteringly: "Mother, I'm just joking, younger brothers and sisters are just using it to hurt you." Yes." Just when Rong Huazheng was very satisfied with her words, the little princess said again: "Then, mother, when are you giving birth to a brother and sister for me and brother Wang?"

Rong Huazheng rolled her eyes, and was about to tell her daughter that having her as a troublesome spirit is enough trouble, how can I ask for another one, but accidentally found that Yu Wencan's gaze was fixed on her, and Rong Huazheng was caught by that gaze. Blushing, Yu Wencan said, "Zheng'er, do you want to have another child?"

"My queen, I also think it's pretty good." The little prince's beautiful eyes were shining brightly.

It’s okay to discuss the matter with Yu Wencan about wanting a child, but there are two children on the opposite side, Rong Huazheng blushes to the brim immediately, and waved the memorial in his hand angrily, "Do you still want to read the memorial? If not, I will go to Yushan Let's see if the medicine is ready!"

Because Rong Huazheng has to take care of and heal Yu Wencan's injury, and has to re-pharmaceutical, all of them have recently been in Yu Wencan's bedroom, the imperial doctor's hall and the imperial dining room at three points and one line.

Compared with the Palace of Imperial Physicians, she is more likely to go to the Imperial Dining Room, and has to go back and forth several times a day.

When Rong Huazheng went to the imperial dining room, it was nothing more than decocting medicinal soup. She prescribed the medicine list herself, and she knew exactly what to ask for, so she personally controlled the heat and observed the degree of suffering of the medicine. She was not sloppy at all.On this day, she also got up early in the morning to decoct the medicine, which took a long time. She originally planned to watch the fire, but Yu Wencan asked her to watch the memorial with him, so she had to hand over the task of watching the fire to her closest acquaintance. The imperial physician will do it.

Because of her hard work, now Yu Wencan not only needs to take medicine for her body every day, but also drinks medicine several times a day.Most of these medicines are tonics, because the two little kids were also injured, Rong Huazheng naturally let them drink.Children don't like to drink bitter things, and the two little kids are no exception. After two meals, they don't want to drink anymore.

They saw that their mother had worked so hard to make the medicine, and they also understood that if they didn't drink Ronghua Zheng, they would not only be sad but also very worried. Therefore, although the two little kids were complaining in their hearts, they still drank the medicine obediently.

After drinking for three days in a row, the two little brats quit, and they wanted to cry when they looked at the bowls of black medicinal soup during lunch.

The faces of those who had been tortured by her for three days changed after hearing Rong Huazheng's last words.

Seeing their pale faces, Rong Huazheng felt displeased, "Why, is it difficult for you to drink medicine?"

The two little kids, including Yu Wencan, didn't dare to say anything.

It's still sensible, if they dare to nod, let's see if she will pay attention to them!Rong Huazheng snorted coldly, leaned over and hugged her coquettish daughter, who was rolling around beside Yu Wencan, and asked her to face the high pile of memorials, knocking on her head and saying, "Zhu'er, help me obediently!" The father reads the memorial, and the mother goes to the imperial dining room first."

After that, stand up and go out.

"The queen mother is so good!" The little princess pitifully murmured to Rong Huazheng's back while holding the memorial.

After she finished speaking, the little prince stretched out his hand and patted his sister's head like a comforting puppy, remembering that he had found a few problems while annotating the memorial, and then discussed it with Yu Wencan.

So, the little princess was isolated again.