Chapter 1154 Angry to the Death

"I'll be back in a while."

Luo Hengju raised his eyelids and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, is it possible that the minister is annoying?"

"Don't dare."

How dare Emperor Wen Yuan, even if he is the emperor again, but in front of Lao Hengju, he is still the little four who grew up on his back.

that is……

How would he explain it.

"My lord, it's like this," Jixiang quickly stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Princess Shuo suffered a severe cold not long ago, and even now it is not very good. Does the prince want to go back and see the princess?"

Lao Hengju let go of Miaomiao in his arms,

"She is ill, but seriously?"

"Cousin, please rest assured," Emperor Wen Yuan quickly hugged Miaomiao and comforted him.

"Sister-in-law Huangtang is already well."

Luo Henglu stood up, and also gave Emperor Xiang Wen Yuan a light salute.

"Your Majesty, this minister will retire first."

"Cousin Huang, walk slowly."

When Emperor Wen Yuan saw that Emperor Luo Heng had finally walked out of the main entrance, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then he gave Jixiang a thumbs up.

Jixiangxiao's eyes also narrowed, this person always has weaknesses, Prince Shuo's temperament is inherently insensitive, but Naihe has a Princess Shuo.

As long as there is Princess Shuo, it is not easy for the sage to let Lord Shuo go.

Emperor Wen Yuan gave Miaomiao in his arms to Jixiang.

"You look at it a little bit," and he thought, and then compared Bi Miaomiao's body shape, "I asked the imperial doctor to come and take a look at it, why do I see that Miaomiao has gained a lot of weight?"

This can no longer be fat, otherwise, you really "will not be able to walk."

"Don't worry, the Holy One, the little one knows.

Jixiang carefully hugged the cat ancestor, and he would have to let the imperial doctor look at it for a while, and he really felt that the cat had become a spirit.

That's why it is said that this ordinary cat is naturally incomparable with the fairy cat.

The two before the saint were obviously mortal cats, so they just walked away without even thinking, they were hooked away by the male cat and the female cat who didn't know where they came from.

This is the only good thing. The whole body is snow-white, and it is cold and beautiful. It is indeed a cat raised by the Shuo Wangfu. This is very similar to the temperament of Shuo Wangye. He also likes bathing very much, and he washes his own snow-white every day. Snow white, and the hair on his body must be combed without any mess.

Emperor Wen Yuan stood up, he straightened his clothes, and was going to see the emperor, his good emperor brother.

When he walked into a bedroom, he happened to meet Eunuch Hu who came out.

"Your Highness," Eunuch Hu rushed over to greet him, and also bowed to Emperor Wen Yuan.

"No gift."

Emperor Wen Yuan has always been courteous to the old people who have always stayed by the late emperor's side, but Eunuch Hu is getting older now, and he has no energy to serve before the Holy Spirit, so he came to serve the late emperor. It can be regarded as fulfilling a thought of the late emperor. After all, the late emperor did not want the Taihuang to have an accident.

"How is he doing recently?"

Emperor Wen Yuan came over, and Eunuch Hu followed suit.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the Emperor is all right."

Yes, the emperor is fine, how could it be bad? Every day he is served, eaten, drank and Lazard. If he is not good, there will be no one in this world.

Emperor Wen Yuan walked in, and on top of the bed collapsed, who was that fat ball, who wasn't the emperor?

The young emperor, but he was only in his twenties, Zeng Jin was also high-spirited, Zeng Jin was also ambitious, and he had great ambitions, but now, he is like a dead dog In the same way, lying here, being stripped naked, living both noble and humble.

"Is your brother okay?"

Emperor Wen Yuan lifted the hem of his clothes, sat down again, and then stared at the Taihuang at this time without blinking, and the reflection of the Taihuang in his eyes also made the Taihuang unbearably close his eyes. His throat rolled from time to time, he clearly wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a single word, only the blue veins above his forehead were jumping from time to time.

"It's been so long, why can't Brother Huang learn to be calm?"

Emperor Wen Yuan took the tea cup handed over by Eunuch Hu, and then asked the Emperor with a half-smile.

And the emperor stared at a pair of eyes. If the eyes can really eat people, then Emperor Wen Yuan may have been eaten by him for a long time. I am afraid that even the bones will be bitten into pieces. Scum.

"Brother Huang is better to be calm," Emperor Wen Yuan sipped his tea in a very good mood, and then said leisurely, "This will allow Brother Huang to live a few more years."

What Emperor Wen Yuan likes most now is to tell Tai Huang all his achievements one by one.

For example, he gave birth to a little prince. For example, it turned out that the Huang family had a treasure from the previous dynasty, enough to be worth half of the national treasury.

And every time he said it, the emperor would vomit blood once, but it was impossible for the emperor to vomit his own life again.

Feeding a handful of ginseng, no matter how sick you are, or the blood you vomit, you can make up for it.

"Brother Huang is angry again?"

Emperor Wen Yuan smiled more and more beautifully.

"By the way, does the emperor know what I'm going to say?"

The emperor pretended to be dead and didn't move.

But as long as the ears are listening.

"Brother Huang, you should know that this is the time when there are many floods in the Great Zhou territory. Before the father emperor was alive, every time it came to this time, the day could not be peaceful, and the night could not be peaceful."

"Our ancestors of the Great Zhou Dynasty have always been committed to the issue of floods, and now..."

Emperor Wen Yuan sighed softly.

"I really have no face to face my ancestors. After the eighth king of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I was able to control the flood."

"Brother Huang, there will be no more floods in Da Zhou in the future," his brother called him so sincere and affectionate.

"Brother, are you happy?"

The blue veins above the Taihuang's forehead jumped, and then there was a cough in his throat, and he directly sprayed blood on his face.

"Brother Huang must be getting more angry recently."

Emperor Wen Yuan stood up and pressed his sleeve.

"Eunuch Hu, give the emperor some more pickled vegetables. That dish can reduce the fire. The emperor is fatter than Miaomiao, and it is necessary to nourish his stomach."

"At this age, you can only eat and sleep, what's the difference with a pig?"

"By the way, does Brother Huang know about Xuecai?"

Emperor Wen Yuan seemed to have forgotten to sue the Taihuang.

"This Xuecai was planted by Prince Shuo and Princess Shuo at the same time. It can yield thousands of kilograms in the evening. It can be planted twice a year, and it can grow in winter. I used Xuecai for the paper-making skills of Northern Qi and the salt-refining skills of Baichu. And Cang Tao's fine silk technique."

"Brother Huang, this is a good thing, you can taste it deliciously."

And after he finished speaking, the emperor spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

However, the current Taihuang is white and fat, and his blood is naturally full of tension. Not to mention a few mouthfuls, and a dozen more, he is still full of blood.

After Emperor Wen Yuan succumbed to the emperor's anger, he can now be said to be windy under his feet and sober head.