After the death of the previous emperor, the Empress Dowager became arrogant

Chapter 308

Listening to her nagging, Wen Chengyu laughed inexplicably, and laughed very loudly.

Yuan Qing raised his head, "What are you laughing at?"

"I haven't seen you like this for a long time." Wen Chengyu sighed.

Yuan Qing paused for a moment, then glanced at him.

"Since you are not feeling well, just take a good rest. Why think so much? You have your aunt in the harem, and my father and I are in the court. The North City is also guarded by King Zhan and General Shen, and the other prefectures are also doing their jobs. What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that the sky will fall?"

I do have some concerns about him, but not about him as a person, but about his identity.

Rules are dead, people are alive.

After all, she is not the kind of person who must live by the rules. What she does changes according to the times.

Wen Chengyu laughed so hard that he coughed a few times. Yuan Qing stood up and fanned the charcoal fire in the brazier.

"It's getting late today. I'll call Eunuch Shun in for you and ask him to help you watch the charcoal fire and take care of you. I'll go to my aunt quietly and come back later."

Wen Chengyu was amused by her coaxing tone.

Watching her leaving, he closed his eyes, took a long breath, and then called out, "Shunzi."

Eunuch Shun was waiting outside, waiting to be summoned by his master.

Hearing the sound, he did not dare to delay for a moment. He patted his clothes and walked inside, but his steps were very light for fear of disturbing his master's rest.

When I got there, I found that the master seemed to have fallen asleep.

He looked around, then went forward and tucked the quilt around his master, then moved the charcoal basin from outside in and placed it at the end of the couch.

As soon as autumn comes, the master becomes extremely afraid of cold. This is a condition left over from an old illness. Many doctors have said that it cannot be cured. Even Doctor Ruan is helpless and spends all day in the pharmacy researching treatment formulas.

Now they can only place their hope on Doctor Ruan.

If even he can't do it, he doesn't know what other way can help Your Majesty live longer.

Thinking of this, he raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears.

It is said that good people don't live long, but evil deeds last for thousands of years. This saying is so damn accurate.

He turned his gaze to the chessboard not far away.

The black piece has a slight advantage over the white piece, but it's obvious that the game is not over yet, so he hesitates for a moment, not knowing whether he should make a move.

At this moment, Wen Chengyu's voice came to mind from behind: "Put it there."

Eunuch Shun responded in a low voice and turned around to take care of other things.

After he left, Wen Chengyu slowly opened his eyes, pulled his hand out from under the quilt, and spread out his palm.

It was a bloody handkerchief.

But he seemed unmoved, and even his expression didn't change much.

He propped himself up, looked at the charcoal brazier not far away, and threw the handkerchief into it.

The handkerchief was touched by the flame and it caught fire. The fire grew higher but was soon extinguished.

In the red-hot charcoal basin, the tiny towel was so vulnerable.

Why is fate so unfair to him...

Wen Chengyu suddenly felt weak all over and fell back onto the bed.

He stared blankly at the intricate carvings on the roof, and suddenly felt that there was such a beautiful scene in this hall where he usually handled government affairs.

He usually hunched over the desk, with his head lowered, his eyes only able to look at the desk full of memorials.

But when he changed his posture and lay down, the things that made him feel bored suddenly became interesting.

This should be the mentality that Qing'er is talking about.

She was right, things in this world are unpredictable, just follow your heart.