half life slave

Chapter 127

Without warning, Shen Hui fainted in the bedroom, frightening all the palace officials.

Rong Yu was still calm, took his pulse before the imperial physician arrived for diagnosis and treatment, the heart beat was faster than normal, but it was calm and regular, and there was nothing unusual about it.

He felt more at ease, and he didn't know if Shen Hui was too tired after returning to the palace, or if he was angry because of something, he asked the waiters, and they all said that the Long Live Lord was never angry, and he only had some purple rice porridge and a sheep's eye bun for dinner , He said that his chest was tight before he finished using it, and he passed out suddenly when he was changing clothes.

The emperor was sick when he said he was sick, and now he is in a coma, and his complexion is not very good because of a lot of sweating.As soon as Rong Yu finished wiping him carefully, the imperial physician rushed over. After the inspection, the result seemed to be no serious problem, or he couldn't tell what the problem was, so the old court had to prescribe a prescription first, and walked back with a look of fear. go down.

Seeing that Shen Hui was groggy, Rong Yu had to take care of him personally.At the second watch, Shen Huifang woke up from the coma and saw Rong Yu sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at him with his clothes untied, his heart tightened for some reason, "I'm fine...it's just a little palpitation...you go Rest."

Rong Yu is quite calm. People who have been doctors naturally know how to restrain their emotions when facing patients, but the person in front of him is distinct and different. It is a person who is close to his skin and emotionally connected. He is worried and anxious under pressure. He asked, " At that time, there was a sharp pain in the heart and mouth, did you feel like you were dying?"

Shen Hui nodded vaguely, his eyes were not very clear, "Probably, it's like I can't breathe..."

He was so weak that even his voice was weak, Rong Yu hurriedly ordered the waiter to bring the warm medicine, and then helped him to stand up and lean on the pillow, and fed him spoonful by spoonful.

After eating, Shen Hui's complexion improved a lot, but he began to frown and shake his head, avoiding the spoon, thinking that the medicine was bitter.

"Don't eat it," he murmured coquettishly when he caught sight of the medicine dregs that settled at the bottom of the bowl, "there is no taste in your mouth, and it makes people feel bitter after eating it."

A generation of emperors were so worthless that they would cheat even if they drank medicine, but this was just a small gesture that they were willing to show in front of him.Looking down at the bowl of medicine, you must know that the essence is hidden underneath, Rong Yuzi refused to let him succeed, and persistently lifted the spoon to his mouth, but no matter what, he couldn't pry those two thin lips open.

Seeing Shen Hui's stubborn appearance, Rong Yu was amused and didn't say anything. He picked up the bowl and took a big sip by himself, then broke Shen Hui's face and kissed it without hesitation.

Shen Hui's eyes widened, and he looked at him in amazement, but he was too close to see his expression clearly. Instead, based on inertia, he unconsciously opened his lips, and the bitter concoction was slowly poured into his mouth. When Du entered the mouth, he had no choice but to swallow it.

After feeding the medicine, Rong Yu wiped his mouth casually, "It's a bit bitter, but it's bearable, let's take another sip."

Shen Hui smiled helplessly, no matter how hypocritical he was, he couldn't bear to make his lover suffer together, not to mention that even he couldn't resist the fight between tolerance and temper, so he honestly drank all the remaining medicine.

After Shen Hui threw it away happily, Rong Yu took out the candied fruit that he had prepared earlier, chose a Jiayingzi that Shen Hui liked, and stuffed it into his mouth.

At the same time, he put down the pillow and let him lie flat, "Have a good sleep, I'll be here with you."

When he said accompany, he actually laid a quilt on the floor. Shen Hui didn't agree to it when he saw this, but it made sense to be tolerant, "Usually I'm in it, but now it's inconvenient for you to move. It's okay if I sleep here all night. If you feel uncomfortable, just call me."

Shen Hui sighed slightly, smiled at him gratefully, and didn't insist anymore.The two slept peacefully, and when they woke up the next day, Shen Hui still said that he was weak, and when he sat up a little, he complained of being dizzy.On this day, he had no choice but to leave the court first. The ministers and workers heard the news that Sheng Gong had violated the peace, and there were many people who greeted the sick and sick, but they were all blocked outside the palace by Rong Yu's order.

But the nobles in the harem couldn't stop them, the imperial concubine rushed over early in the morning, it's a pity that the "husband and wife" didn't have any feelings at all, and in this situation they felt strange to each other.

Seeing her appearance and attendant standing beside her, the imperial concubine smiled and said hard work, "With the ministers by your side, I feel much more at ease. Long live Lord has been tired of government affairs these years, and his body is a little weak. The ministers are dedicated to the Lord. , just take care of me more, I am grateful in my heart."

Tolerance and bowing should be the same, with a few polite words, "The empress is serious, it is the duty of the minister to serve the Lord Long Live, and I dare not mention the word hard work."

The imperial concubine nodded with a smile, and gave a few earnest instructions, and then she swayed away while supporting the maid's hand.

Stepping out of the Qianqing Palace, standing in the world of red walls and glazed tiles, eyes full of majesty and grandeur, the imperial concubine suddenly felt a sense of loss, never thought that the emperor would have a lingering sick day, could it be that he is really old?It's only [-] years old if you do the math.But then again, what does it have to do with Shen Hui getting old or dying?In the final analysis, no matter whether it is bitter or sweet, this world of splendor and splendor is always tormented by her alone.

Shen Hui's illness really lingered for several days.In the past few days, he moved all the documents drafted by the cabinet to the outer hall, and took advantage of Shen Hui's time to sleep to reply one by one.Sheng Gong's violation of peace has attracted the attention of the government and the public. There are more than double the usual number of invitation papers alone, and it is often late at night when all batches are completed.

After the day's treatment was completed, he got up and was about to go to see the medicine for the night, when suddenly the servant from the night outside came in to report, "His Royal Highness is asking to see you outside, and he said he wants to serve the sickness of the Long Live Lord."

Looking at the chiming clock on the wall, it was almost midnight, Rong Yu asked, "Why is he here? Did the emperor summon the prince just now?"

The servant shook his head, "When the lady came over early, she seemed to ask if she wanted to let His Highness come over to serve. The emperor didn't say anything at that time," he lowered his voice abruptly, as if he was telling a great secret, "I probably heard about it The news that His Royal Highness the King of Wu is leaving for the capital is a bit impatient."

Rong Yu was at a loss when he heard that, "Wu Wang went to Beijing? Why didn't there be any news earlier, and didn't even see a copy?"

The servant was clear in his heart, and he carefully answered, "It's the secret order of the Lord Long Live. The night before yesterday, a person was dispatched eight hundred miles to the Wu land. I'm afraid the king of Wu has already traveled to Yingtian Mansion."

The day before yesterday, that was the second day of Shen Hui's illness, Rong Yu recalled that he had gone to the Supervisor of Rituals to deal with some necessary business matters. Could it be that Shen Hui ordered someone to do this after he left for a while?Didn't he feel weak and dizzy all the time, so it's just pretending?

Shen Hui is good at acting, he already knew that, if it is an excuse to be sick, it is not surprising that there are tricks hidden in it, and when he thinks that he has taken his pulse, his heart rhythm is very regular, without any sign of heart disease.It seems that things are a bit strange, but until now, no matter what Shen Hui's idea is, he has to cooperate with the acting.

Seeing him lost in thought, the servant couldn't help but urge him to ask, "Master, the crown prince... is still waiting outside now, do you want to ask for an order?"

"No, I'll go." Rong Yu walked towards the inner hall and ordered, "Tell Your Highness, don't be impatient, the emperor is sleeping right now, and he will summon you when he wakes up."

He was so sure, the result was not unexpected.Shen Hui hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Rong and Fang were going to pass the decree, but Shen Hui pointed to the red sandalwood screen between his fingers, "You stay behind there for a while, and we can talk after he leaves."

Rong Yu immediately understood what he meant, thinking that there was something Shen Hui wanted to let himself listen to.

After turning to the screen according to his words, he heard Shen Yu come in after a while, asking An to say hello first, the voice seemed timid, different from the past, as if he was afraid to face Shen Hui.

Tolerance and invisibility, in fact, at this moment, the prince's eyes are also a little dodge, he is genuinely timid, but also genuinely resistant, he can't bear and doesn't want to see his father with a sick face on the bed.

That was the wise and powerful father in his mind, unattainable and invincible, but what happened suddenly caught him off guard and made him gradually understand that his father would be sick, tired, old, and even may die.

This discovery made him terrified, and he could not help but shudder.If it is said that throughout the ages, how many princes are secretly looking forward to, hoping that the current monarch will go west as soon as possible, it has nothing to do with whether that person gave him life or not.But he didn't. He longed for his father to live forever from the bottom of his heart. It seemed that only in this way could the fate between father and son last for a while, and perhaps unknowingly, through the precipitation of the years, his father would devote more to him. line of attention.

After asking Ann in this room, Shen Yu hesitated and dared not sit down, and stood by the side of the footboard with his hands down. He was usually a clever person, but now facing his sick father, he was sincerely speechless.

Shen Hui glanced at him, then pointed to the pillow, "Help me up."

Shen Yu got the order, and quickly followed it. He was not used to serving people, and he was not so close to his father, so he seemed clumsy for a while. After adjusting the pillow, he lowered his head in shame, looked at the ground and made no sound. .

Shen Hui didn't care about this, he took a breath and smiled slightly, "Come and sit down."

He waved to the stupefied man, Shen Yu stepped up late, and only knelt down on the footrest, before he could sit still, Shen Hui's hand had already touched his head, gently, once and for all, full of enthusiasm. The long-lost love.

Shen Yu didn't dare to move, he endured until his neck became stiff, and his mind quickly recalled how his father ever caressed him so tenderly.He raised his head, his eyes sparkled with stars, "Father..."

This soft call sounded like a whimper, and he felt even more ashamed. He lowered his eyebrows and dared not look at Shen Hui, and asked for a long time, "Is the father better? My son is very worried about you. But why did you come late?" It's..."

"It's not too late," Shen Hui smiled softly, "It's good if you come, the prince is a caring person."

"Father..." Shen Yu licked his lips, thinking about it for a long time, and his emotions were on the verge of breaking out. It's not that I'm angry, I'm ashamed, I'm guilty of death."

As he spoke, he kowtowed heavily on the ground, his head pressed against the ground, and his posture was as devout as if he was worshiping the god in his heart.

"Second brother, get up."

Shen Hui sighed, but he couldn't make the prince, who felt he was deeply sinful, look up. Looking at the kneeling back slightly undulating, he made a moment, raised his voice, but still said gently, "Raise your head."

Shen Yu's shoulders trembled, and he slowly raised his head. His father's face was reflected in his sight, his outline was still resolute and handsome, his eyes were clear, and there was a faint warmth that made him feel strange.

Feeling warm for no reason, he boldly said what he never dared to say before, "Father, you have never been this... so close to me. You have only hugged big brothers before."

Shen Hui groaned, "Did the second brother blame me?"

Shen Yu quickly shook his head, "I dare not, I don't have that intention."

Shen Hui's tone was soft, and he smiled and taught him not to be nervous, "You have been expecting me to treat you well, but in fact you think I don't pay enough attention to you and neglect you, don't you?

Shen Yu bit his lip, and denied embarrassingly, "No, it's just that the father likes the elder brother more, and the son understands. Everyone in the palace said that the father and the eldest brother's mother..." He stopped talking suddenly, gritted his teeth, half It was the word Feihou who said in a low voice, "He has feelings, unlike the concubine mother, has the emperor never liked the concubine mother?"

Shen Hui asked with a faint smile, "Sure enough, you still have complaints. Are you complaining that I didn't pursue your mother?"

"My son..." This time Shen Yu didn't say he didn't dare, but mustered up his courage to look at his father, "My son, I just want to know the answer."

"I'll tell you the answer right now." Shen Hui paused every word, "I don't pursue the title so that one day you can personally issue a decree to declare to the world that you remember and respect your mother. And remembrance."

Shen Yu was stunned at the beginning, and then surprise appeared in his eyes, "Really? The emperor allowed this son to do this?"

Shen Hui nodded, "Not only your mother, but my posthumous name also needs you to fulfill it."

Opening his eyes wide suddenly, Shen Yu said puzzled, "What does the emperor mean by this? My son is dull, but he doesn't understand."

"You should understand!" Shen Hui's eyes were burning, and his tone suddenly turned cold, "Aren't you very worried that history books will criticize me in the future, and worry about that stain? Now that you know it, you should know how to do it."

Shen Yu took a long breath, "Father means..."

"In the future, when you come to study history, how you write it is naturally up to you to control. I only hope that you can fulfill it. Not only me, but also the person you don't even want to fulfill right now."

Hearing this at the first glance, Shen Yu's brain thumped, and Shen Yu tremblingly said, "Father really treats that person... for him, it doesn't matter even if his fame is ruined for the rest of his life? If you don't establish a queen, don't accept a concubine, and leave the harem empty In this way...Father," the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he couldn't continue, he lowered his head and choked with pain, "could it be that in Father's heart, the son-in-law is no match for a servant?"

Shen Hui snorted softly, and said solemnly, "If you think so, then I love you for nothing. I only have two sons in total, and whether you believe it or not, I treat you equally in my heart. When it comes to the successor and the elder, the crown prince It's not even your turn. You should be clear that your seat was not given by your elder brother, but it was bestowed on you by me."

Finally, they met each other frankly as imagined, but this frankness made people feel cold all over the body, Shen Yu's lips trembled, and he said softly, "My son understands."

His father-in-law made it very clear that since he bestowed the crown prince, he can take it back at any time. Shen Yu imagined the moment he fell from the clouds to the mortal world, or even fell into the filthy mud plow. With a shudder, "My son, everything is obeyed by the emperor, and I dare not go against it."

Shen Hui looked at him deeply, and seemed relieved for a while, then nodded and said, "That's good, I believe you. I mentioned your elder brother just now, and I miss him a little bit. Fortunately, you will be able to see him in a few days."

Like a bolt from the blue, it hit people's eyes with stars, Shen Yu couldn't believe it, and asked in a low voice with a bewildered expression, "Father, is it true that you want to kill all the sons and ministers?"

Shen Hui frowned, "Why do you say that, what the second brother said is too serious. I am just sick, and I will inevitably miss my relatives when I am sick. Shouldn't I call your brother back?"

Shen Yu was heartbroken, and there was an expression on his face that he couldn't tell whether it was crying or laughing, "I dare to be brave, I just hope that in the future, Father Emperor can give my son a decent..."

Before finishing the next sentence, Shen Huiyang interrupted, "The prince doesn't have to be so decisive, even I haven't been so decisive. There are still many things you can promise me, such as your elder brother, if I want you to agree, To keep him safe for the rest of his life, as well as the person you hate in your heart, if I want you to promise never to kill Lin Ronghe, never to humiliate him, and never to forgive the crime. Are you willing to agree?"

He finished speaking in one breath, paused, pointed to the ink and paper on the imperial case, "You can think about it carefully, if you can do it, just write it clearly on the paper."

The souls that had been shattered just now gathered together again, and it turned out that there was still a turnaround. Shen Yu's expression was serious, and without too much weighing, he decisively picked up his clothes and got up, walked to the desk, and wrote down almost overnight. A word of weeping blood that promises a thousand gold.

Holding a thin sheet of paper in both hands, as if holding a heavy stone, Shen Hui read it carefully and said hello, "Second brother is a smart boy, I have always been very reassured about you. I also promise you , for you, I will definitely cultivate you well, and we, father and son, join hands together, it is naturally a loving father and son. As for your elder brother, let him go to live freely, and I will never see him again as long as I live."

Shen Yu's body trembled violently, "Father...my son, I know this, I won't..."

All the grievances, unwillingness, sadness, and resentment came up in one brain. It turned out that in the eyes of his father, he was the one who could mutilate his siblings for the sake of the throne!

The argument was indisputable, and no one would believe it anymore. His nose felt sour, and he buried his head deeply on the mattress, sobbing silently.

Shen Hui didn't give him any more caresses, waited silently for a moment, closed his eyes and said, "Go."

"I have always respected you from before to now, and in the future..." Shen Yu raised his head, but before he could say "I love you," Shen Hui stopped abruptly and fell down in his throat , as if doomed, turned into a resentment that cannot be appealed to.

There was an ugly wry smile from the corner of his mouth, he kowtowed respectfully, lifted his clothes and got up, but walked out of the bedroom, his gait was different from when he came, and he didn't have the sharpness of a young prince.

"Prince," Shen Yu hurriedly turned his head when he heard his father calling him, and saw his father's eyes with no special emotion, "Don't let me down."

Officially, he said that it was an affirmation of each other's identities, but at the same time, it also denied the blood and family relationship that had been parted with each other. Shen Yu lost all his strength, nodded respectfully, and said a short yes.

The door of the palace was closed, and the young prince stood under the eaves of the horns, melting himself into the dark and quiet mid-spring night, listening to the rustling of nearby leaves, accompanied by a throbbing heart in his own chest, broken sound.