The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go
Chapter 175 The Wind Rises in the Night Lane
Chapter 175
The faint moonlight poured down on the majestic palace on the side of the red wall, and the palace people rushing on the bluestone steps waited outside the emperor's bedroom.
Jun Yi wore a gorgeous dark blue stand-up collar with cloud pattern, and on his handsome face, a pair of peach blossom eyes revealed a cold color.
After he ordered Qu Wei to bring Jun Zechen's head back, he turned around and walked into Jun Zefan's bedroom.
In the majestic bedroom, behind the crystal-clear jade curtain, a chubby figure is lying on a huge dragon bed surrounded by dragons and phoenixes among the four exquisite incense burners.
And on the other side of the crystal jade curtain, there are imperial doctors kneeling all over the floor.
As soon as Jun Yi entered the hall, his eyes swept across the imperial physicians on the ground, and a sarcasm quickly flashed across his indifferent eyes.
He turned around and looked at the appearance of his father lying drunk on the dragon bed behind the jade curtain, and the appearance of his mother, Feng Weiyue, kneeling beside the giant bed in dazzling finery, clutching his father's hand tightly with tears in her eyes.
There was a sneer of disdain on his face.
"The sons and ministers see the queen mother." Jun Yi knelt on the ground according to the etiquette.
Hearing this, Feng Weiyue wiped the tears off her face, stretched out her hand to Jun Yi choked with sobs and called out: "Yi'er, you are finally here, get up and come see your father."
Jun Yi got up and looked at Feng Weiyue's worried face, his eyes were indifferent, and then he changed into a worried and dutiful face, and walked behind the jade curtain.
"Doctor, how is my father?" Jun Yi asked.
Among the imperial physicians kneeling on the ground, an older old imperial physician replied: "Back to the third prince, the emperor is in good health, but he is recovering from a serious illness and cannot drink alcohol. I have discussed with all the imperial physicians and ordered someone to make a detoxification soup for the emperor." , it is estimated that the emperor will wake up after drinking the soup in a while."
"If that's the case, why don't you urge the hangover soup? If a group of quack doctors kneel here, my father will wake up?!" Jun Yi suddenly waved his sleeves and pointed at the crowd on the ground and said angrily .
"Okay, Yi'er, don't blame them, they are also thinking of your father, after all, your father is old, maybe it will happen soon, just..." Feng Weiyue said, her shoulders trembled again, her eyes were full of tears He held Jun Zefan's hand tightly.
The old imperial doctor looked at the angry face of the third prince, then at the worried look of the queen, and said anxiously: "Weichen, I will lead them to see Jiejiu soup..."
Saying that, the old imperial doctor and the other imperial doctors looked at each other, and then a large group of people hurriedly got up from the ground and walked out of the bedroom.
After glancing at the people on the ground and leaving, Jun Yi rolled his eyes coldly and disdainfully.
"You guys go down too, Liu Bengong and the third prince's family have a good talk together." Feng Weiyue said while sobbing, and glanced at Jun Yi who was standing on the other side of the giant bed.
"Yes, the Queen Mother."
In an instant, all the maids and father-in-law in the dormitory stepped out of the palace, only Feng Weiyue, Jun Yi and Jun Zefan were left.
Seeing the palace door close again, Feng Weiyue's face also instantly turned gloomy and cold.
She wiped away the tears on her face, and ruthlessly threw Jun Zefan's round hand away from her, her beautiful eyes didn't bother to look at the person on the bed.
She stood up, raised her hand to caress the bun on her head, looked at Jun Yi with a sneer, and said, "Jun Yi, do you think you can sit on the throne logically if you recruit a mere general?"
Jun Yi remained silent, looking at Feng Weiyue coldly.
"Haha, you are too ridiculous." Feng Weiyue raised the back of her hand to cover her thin lips and laughed loudly.
(End of this chapter)
The faint moonlight poured down on the majestic palace on the side of the red wall, and the palace people rushing on the bluestone steps waited outside the emperor's bedroom.
Jun Yi wore a gorgeous dark blue stand-up collar with cloud pattern, and on his handsome face, a pair of peach blossom eyes revealed a cold color.
After he ordered Qu Wei to bring Jun Zechen's head back, he turned around and walked into Jun Zefan's bedroom.
In the majestic bedroom, behind the crystal-clear jade curtain, a chubby figure is lying on a huge dragon bed surrounded by dragons and phoenixes among the four exquisite incense burners.
And on the other side of the crystal jade curtain, there are imperial doctors kneeling all over the floor.
As soon as Jun Yi entered the hall, his eyes swept across the imperial physicians on the ground, and a sarcasm quickly flashed across his indifferent eyes.
He turned around and looked at the appearance of his father lying drunk on the dragon bed behind the jade curtain, and the appearance of his mother, Feng Weiyue, kneeling beside the giant bed in dazzling finery, clutching his father's hand tightly with tears in her eyes.
There was a sneer of disdain on his face.
"The sons and ministers see the queen mother." Jun Yi knelt on the ground according to the etiquette.
Hearing this, Feng Weiyue wiped the tears off her face, stretched out her hand to Jun Yi choked with sobs and called out: "Yi'er, you are finally here, get up and come see your father."
Jun Yi got up and looked at Feng Weiyue's worried face, his eyes were indifferent, and then he changed into a worried and dutiful face, and walked behind the jade curtain.
"Doctor, how is my father?" Jun Yi asked.
Among the imperial physicians kneeling on the ground, an older old imperial physician replied: "Back to the third prince, the emperor is in good health, but he is recovering from a serious illness and cannot drink alcohol. I have discussed with all the imperial physicians and ordered someone to make a detoxification soup for the emperor." , it is estimated that the emperor will wake up after drinking the soup in a while."
"If that's the case, why don't you urge the hangover soup? If a group of quack doctors kneel here, my father will wake up?!" Jun Yi suddenly waved his sleeves and pointed at the crowd on the ground and said angrily .
"Okay, Yi'er, don't blame them, they are also thinking of your father, after all, your father is old, maybe it will happen soon, just..." Feng Weiyue said, her shoulders trembled again, her eyes were full of tears He held Jun Zefan's hand tightly.
The old imperial doctor looked at the angry face of the third prince, then at the worried look of the queen, and said anxiously: "Weichen, I will lead them to see Jiejiu soup..."
Saying that, the old imperial doctor and the other imperial doctors looked at each other, and then a large group of people hurriedly got up from the ground and walked out of the bedroom.
After glancing at the people on the ground and leaving, Jun Yi rolled his eyes coldly and disdainfully.
"You guys go down too, Liu Bengong and the third prince's family have a good talk together." Feng Weiyue said while sobbing, and glanced at Jun Yi who was standing on the other side of the giant bed.
"Yes, the Queen Mother."
In an instant, all the maids and father-in-law in the dormitory stepped out of the palace, only Feng Weiyue, Jun Yi and Jun Zefan were left.
Seeing the palace door close again, Feng Weiyue's face also instantly turned gloomy and cold.
She wiped away the tears on her face, and ruthlessly threw Jun Zefan's round hand away from her, her beautiful eyes didn't bother to look at the person on the bed.
She stood up, raised her hand to caress the bun on her head, looked at Jun Yi with a sneer, and said, "Jun Yi, do you think you can sit on the throne logically if you recruit a mere general?"
Jun Yi remained silent, looking at Feng Weiyue coldly.
"Haha, you are too ridiculous." Feng Weiyue raised the back of her hand to cover her thin lips and laughed loudly.
(End of this chapter)
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