The evil king protects the short

Chapter 92
　
"The emperor, why don't you let the national teacher come?"

National Division?Zong Zehong frowned, he hadn't seen Cang Yun for a while.

At this time, he should be retreating in the Moon Festival Temple, right?
Thinking back to the time when I first rescued Ling'er, if Cang Yun hadn't rescued her, Ling'er should have been buried in the ground now.

Cang Yun can heal Ling'er's arrow wound, so this kind of small wind and cold is easier for him.

"Jinxi."

"Hey, the servant is here." After being tortured with a cane the day before yesterday, Jin Xi had been immersed in depression, and his whole body seemed particularly listless.

"Go, Master Cangyun, please come."

"Respect, but your majesty, what if the national teacher is in retreat?"

Zong Zehong did not hesitate, and was extremely forceful, "Then please come out." Compared with retreating and practicing, his pets are more important!He helped him build that Taoist temple!

Jin Xi then ordered the little eunuch to leave the palace quickly to invite the national teacher. Not long after the little eunuch left like a breeze, bursts of hearty laughter started above the Jinluan Palace, and they lingered for a long time and did not disperse.

"Hahaha, old man, I am sure that the emperor will invite me into the palace..." Suddenly, the palace door opened, and Cang Yun, dressed in a navy blue Taoist robe, stepped into the palace with the little eunuch who had just left in one hand, "So don't bother my little eunuch to go all the way and come here on his own!"

Cang Yun let the little eunuch put his feet on the ground, stroked his gray beard, walked towards Zong Zehong with a smile.

"The emperor is safe and sound."

No luggage, just say hello, but for Cang Yun, this is enough.

"I'm fine." Glancing coldly at Cang Yun who was full of smiles, Zong Zehong glanced at the little phantom fox in his arms, he's fine, but it's not.

The old man really confirmed it. For more than a month, this little guy really experienced a lot of life and death by his side.

"The little guy is sick?"

There was a hint of worry in Cang Yun's eyes, and he leaned forward to take a look.

"I've caught a cold and have a fever."

Zong Zehong knew that now was not the time to contradict the national teacher, so he replied indifferently.

"Come on, show me the old man."

Cang Yun stretched out his hand to Zong Zehong, Zong Zehong had a cold face, hesitated for a moment, and handed over a little phantom fox that had stayed in his arms and never left.

Touching the little Huanhu's soft hair, Cang Yun was overjoyed and praised repeatedly: "This is the legendary Ziyun Huanhu, it's really beautiful!"

After sighing for a while, Cang Yun frowned, "It's just that this body is too weak. The old man is not afraid of offending the emperor. How dare you ask how you raised this little guy?"

Facing Cang Yun's sudden questioning, Zong Zehong frowned, very displeased, feeling that he couldn't hold back his face, and his face darkened instantly.

"Three meals a day are delicacies from mountains and seas. I will take care of them personally, sleep on the same bed, have everything you want to eat and play! What, isn't it enough?"

He has done his best for this little thing. He has never taken care of anything so carefully. What is this old man looking at now?Are you questioning his abilities?

"Then why is it so weak?" Cang Yun was puzzled.

"You don't know?" Zong Zehong asked back, he thought that the news that spread throughout the palace had also reached the ears of the national teacher.

"How does the old man know?" He has been retreating recently.

"Treatment first!" Zong Zehong evaded, frowning vaguely.

He thought of Ling'er's strange appearance of being alive and kicking, and he couldn't bear to look at its sickly little appearance at the moment.

"It's definitely the wind and cold." Cang Yun didn't hesitate, and checked with the right little Huanhu in his arms, and said decisively.

(End of this chapter)