Regent, robbery!

Chapter 152 In the final analysis, you are incompetent!
When General Chonglin said this, the little maid naturally obeyed.She stretched out her hand slightly tremblingly, flattered, and then carefully explored General Chonglin's handsome, dignified and masculine face.

Then he stretched out his hand and took the personal badge that belonged to General Chong Lin.

"My servant will definitely not disappoint General Chonglin." After the little maid said, she lowered her head shyly.A large blush appeared on that delicate little face.

Chong Lin just hummed and nodded.When he touched the shyness on the little maid's face, a trace of disgust appeared in his cold eyes, and he also had the urge to take back the token that he took out.Then he turned his head to look at the night scene on the dragon bed, and finally suppressed this thought.

And the little maid lowered her head, naturally she didn't see the expression on Chong Lin's face.She tightly held the token that was stained with General Chong Lin's body temperature with both hands, and then she lifted the hem of her skirt and hurried out to the door.

The bedroom of Her Majesty the Queen is spacious and bright.

A little maid carefully wiped the beads of sweat seeping from Ye Jing's forehead with a towel, while the rest of the maids were also holding Her Majesty's change of clothes with a towel to wipe and bathe Her Majesty, but when they touched This cold and awe-inspiring General Chong Lin stood aside with towels and clothes, silent, not even daring to breathe.

A dozen or so imperial physicians were kneeling on the ground, sweating on their foreheads, with their imperial physician hats crooked, quietly waiting for punishment.They knew that if they did not diagnose Her Majesty's condition, they would be punished, and their faces were much calmer.

Chong Lin stared at the night scene on the dragon bed with cold eyes, and suddenly walked in the direction of the hollowed-out window that was closed tightly.

Just when everyone was confused, General Chong Lin suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed the window open.

Then he walked back slowly, and stretched out his hand to the little maid, "Come on, General."

His words were cold, and the expression on his stern face was also cold, with no trace of emotion visible.

And the little maid who was wiping the sweat beads of the night scene was slightly stunned for a few seconds when she heard the cold words in her ears.Then he raised his head belatedly, and looked at General Chong Lin who had a serious face but stretched out his hand towards her, his little face was still uncontrollably stained with a blush.

The little maid stretched out her hand and handed the towel to Chong Lin, her hand was raised tremblingly, when a voice suddenly sounded at the door, interrupting the little maid's movements.

"I'm afraid General Chong Lin is not suitable for this kind of thing?" The voice was soft.It is like a clear spring flowing slowly in the mountains and forests.Brings some life to a dull interior.

All the maids and doctors in the room followed the voice and looked towards the door.

I saw the non-white emperor, who was dressed in plain white robes, slowly stepping into the hall, and the celestial aura flowing out of his body smudged the entire hall.

Immediately afterwards, a group of male favorites from Her Majesty's harem followed behind.

Chong Lin's hand outstretched in mid-air paused slightly, as if it froze.Then he turned slowly and looked towards the door.

After seeing the non-white emperor and the other male favorites, he did not show any unnecessary expressions on his face, but blinked his cold eyes lightly, and then fixed his cold eyes on the non-white emperor.

He subconsciously wanted to refute something, and wanted to reach out and take the towel in the hand of the little maid to wipe Ye Jing's sweat.But he still suppressed this thought and action.

To him, the noble lord of the non-white emperor is not only a benefactor, but also a reborn parent.If it weren't for the suggestion from the noble lord of the White Emperor, it would be impossible for him to achieve what he has achieved today.

In the final analysis, his achievements today, his scenery today, and the credit he deserves to be worshiped and loved by people today are none other than the White Emperor.

Therefore, no matter how many dissatisfaction and opinions there are, he can't point out the slightest thing in front of the non-white emperor, and he can't resist anything.

It's not that I don't dare, but that I don't dare to lose my original intention.Don't even dare to forget.

Chonglin lowered his body towards the noble gentleman of the non-white emperor, then retracted the hand that was suspended in mid-air, and bowed to the noble monarch of the non-white emperor.

"Your Majesty Huang made a good point. It's because the general didn't think carefully. Please punish me, Your Majesty."

Although Chong Lin's words were cold, a touch of respect was clearly discernible.

This made the rest of the room show a little more respect to Fei Bai.Although the reputation of the non-white emperor is quite big, the non-white emperor basically just hides in his bedroom and reads books, occasionally plays chess and chess with the young master Xiao Jin, rarely goes out, and few people in the palace have seen his true face.

And now.No one in the room had ever seen Feibai, they looked at Feibai one after another, from top to bottom.

Although this person is handsome, his appearance is also out of the world, with a taste of Mo Shangren Ruyu, a son who is unparalleled in the world.But this bald head is hard to ignore.

It can be seen that General Chong Lin's respectful gesture and respectful words, and everyone's contempt for Fei Bai was instantly drowned out.What is replaced is a sense of censorship.

Fei Bai nodded towards Chonglin, then waved his hand again, motioning him to get up.Through Chong Lin's peach blossom eyes, he looked at the night scene on the dragon bed.

The breath was a bit chaotic and weak, and even the expression on his face was weak and almost transparent white.Feibai fluttered his eyelashes indiscriminately, and squeezed the hands under the wide sleeves with a little force.

"Forget it, I can't blame you. You have been on the battlefield for a long time, and it is rare for this kind of thing to happen." Feibai said plainly.

Immediately, he turned around, looked at the imperial physicians who were kneeling on the floor carrying medicine boxes, and asked puzzledly: "What disease is Her Majesty the Queen suffering from? It has been diagnosed."

All the imperial doctors shook their heads one after another, only to feel that the sweat on their foreheads was even worse.They all cupped their hands, bit the bullet, and replied with shame on their faces: "Responding to the words of the emperor, Her Majesty is unconscious, her breathing is weak, and her pulse is weak, but her heartbeat is still very strong. She seems to be fine." of."

"But..." All the imperial doctors wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and then cupped their hands and said: "But no matter what methods I use to try to wake up your majesty, it will be of no avail. Your majesty seems to have fallen asleep, without any movement at all. .”

A trace of worry flashed in Feibai Taohua's eyes, and then he looked at the imperial physician and asked, "Then, is there any sign that Her Majesty has been poisoned or poisoned by Gu poison?"

The imperial physicians replied again, "The ministers also thought that Her Majesty had been poisoned by some kind of poison to cause such strange symptoms, but the ministers repeatedly checked Her Majesty's pulse, checked her body temperature and her eyelids, and found that Her Majesty did not have any symptoms." signs of being poisoned or bewitched by a bewitching poison."

"Then where is the reason and why?" Feibai looked at the person on the dragon bed whose breath was not stable, and said to himself.

"I don't know." All the imperial physicians shook their heads.

"I don't know?" Suddenly, a voice with a hint of coolness but with a strong sense of oppression came from outside: "I thought, in the final analysis, it is that you are incompetent!"

(End of this chapter)