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Chapter 374: Years of Resentment

Huang Fan'er took a step closer to her and asked thoughtfully: "When did you know that I had stridor?"

Yan Ruocheng pointed to the blue sachet he carried on his waist and said: "Orange red flower. If you guessed correctly, that is what is in your sachet. I smell its floral fragrance. Make tea with this flower and take it.

People who can cough or wheeze usually carry it with them."

Huang Fan'er turned his head, smiled gently and gracefully, and said, "You are a very observant girl."

Yan Ruocheng said modestly: "It's not that I'm careful, it's that you are too careless. I keep taking bitter almonds to relieve cough and asthma. It treats the symptoms but not the root cause." She said, holding up his palm to look at it and pointing at him.

The small blisters on the fingers. He continued: "Bitter almonds are slightly poisonous if you take too much. Even if you soak them in water for three days, the poison will remain. A lot of toxins will accumulate in the body, and the toxins cannot be released.

It caused dermatitis. The small blisters on your fingers are already a revelation to you."

Huang Fan'er glanced at the medicinal materials she prescribed and asked, "Can you give me this pack of medicinal materials to eliminate these toxins? These small blisters are still itchy."

After he finished speaking, he was about to grab his hand, but Yan Ruocheng pressed his hand and said urgently: "Don't scratch it, it will be even more difficult to heal if it is scratched. Let the servants cook the medicine, and it will be cured an hour after drinking it."

It can clear up these little blisters."

Huang Fan'er felt that this woman Yan Ruocheng was particularly attentive and looked at her in a different light.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Brother Emperor, I'll leave him under your full care. I'm going to rest. Just tell the servants how to cook the medicine." He showed a natural smile and walked out again.

Yan Ruocheng wondered in his heart: He couldn't be worried about letting me take care of Huang Fengmo, so he only walked around three or four times.

It's not that Huang Fan'er was worried, it's just that he was a little idle. The order from above was for him to catch Huang Fengmo and play with Huang Shenhuang again. Then there was nothing to do.

Coming out of the underground secret room, Huang Guiyuan's secret guards came and delivered a secret letter. It seemed that a new order had been issued from above.

At night, in the large sailboats on the river, singing and dancing are heard on the boats.

Huang Guiyuan specially arranged a dancer's performance for Huang Tianchang, and the two of them drank wine and talked freely.

"Compared with Western beauties, the dancers from the Central Plains are simply forgettable. The dance is dull and boring, unchanging. It's extremely boring." Huang Tianchang said, the more he watched, the more boring he became.

"Brother, if you don't like her, just drink." Huang Guiyuan had specially invited the most popular dancer, but she was reduced to worthless by him. Naturally, she was not happy.

Huang Tianchang poured him a glass of wine and said with a slow smile: "Emperor brother, don't get upset because of my disparaging remarks. The fault is not with you, but because you have too little experience. You have stayed here all year."

In a broken country, you don’t know how to go out and see more of the outside world. There are all kinds of fun things in the West. If you were a frog in the well back then, if you followed me out to see, you wouldn’t be stuck on the same word of love for so many years.”

"Brother, you are knowledgeable and have a broad vision. How can you bring me, an old antique who has not changed from the past? I still like the music, chess, calligraphy and painting of the Central Plains, and watching the sunrise and sunset scenery. Let the beautiful scenery accompany me through my old age." Huang Gui

Yuan took a sip of wine, thought of his old friend, and said sadly.

"Concubine Cong has been dead for so many years, and you should feel relieved. You have done it by letting her son succeed her. This is a toast to her." Huang Tianchang patted his shoulder and raised the glass.

, rained on the ground.

"Brother Emperor, do you want to find an opportunity to take back Chen Ling's throne?" Huang Guiyuan suddenly asked something that was taboo.

Huang Tianchang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you want me to take it back?"

Huang Guiyuan said seriously: "I don't want to."

Huang Tianchang smiled and said: "Now in the dynasty, there are still many troublesome things that have not been resolved, and foreign enemies are always provoking problems on the border. I used to be young and might have had a lot of energy, but now that I am old, my mentality

It just changed. I became lazy and greedy. So I just want to take revenge on Huang Shenhuang. I don’t have much interest in anything else. Don’t worry about this."

Huang Guiyuan nodded and said: "Do we need to send troops to fight the enemy country over the border? Chen Ling has been staying there for a long time. I want to do it more simply and not waste too much time. As for Huang Shenhuang, now I can only use

Huang Fengmo can lure him back to the city."

Huang Tianchang agreed with his statement and said with some confusion: "Just do what you want. However, I don't understand why you suddenly were so cruel to Huang Fengmo and sent someone to do it secretly in the carriage.

With his hands and feet, he accidentally fell into the valley and became a cripple. He and Chen Ling were both nurtured and raised by you."

Huang Guiyuan explained expressionlessly: "It's his fault that his biological mother also killed Xian Ni in order to compete for favor. I only raised him because Chen Ling loved to pester him when he was a child."

When Huang Tianchang said this to Huang Guiyuan, he felt that he was still hiding something. He asked: "If you had a grudge against this matter, you would have done it long ago. There is no need to wait until now. Is there something that irritates you?"

?”

As if Huang Tianchang was right, Huang Guiyuan squeezed the wine glass tightly and suddenly threw it down, causing the glass to shatter into pieces.

"He actually used Chen Ling's ascension to the throne to rectify the dark clouds of the government. After everything was intact, he wanted Chen Ling to abdicate and let Feng Mo take over again. Chen Ling will be just a pawn in his hands from now on." Huang Guiyuan said angrily.

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Huang Tianchang touched his chin and understood his mood, and said: "Huang Shenhuang always uses his acting skills to deceive people around him, and you can't tell what his next move will be until the end. So what's your next move?"

You must clearly see his tricks and then fight him properly."

Huang Guiyuan nodded and said, "I won't be deceived by him again like I did then."

Under the starry night, Huang Guiyuan became increasingly hostile to Huang Shenhuang.

In the mansion.

"It's already night. Your injury hasn't healed yet. You should rest early." Silver Shadow took the cloak and put it on Huang Shenhuang.

He stood quietly by the window alone, looking up at the cold moon in the sky. This moon looked particularly deserted and lonely tonight, and a figure appeared in his mind - Xian Ni.

Xian Ni was Huang Chenling’s biological mother. She loved to enjoy the moon with him most during her lifetime. Every time she admired the moon, he would take him up to the top of the palace to sit and watch it. At that time, he didn’t know that Xian Ni

In her heart, she had always been pretending to be another man - Huang Guiyuan. She, who looked very gentle and virtuous on the surface, actually deliberately approached him, just to find Huang Guiyuan's handwriting from the late emperor to rebel.

"Are you thinking about Concubine Cong again?" Yinying hugged his waist a little jealously, put her head into his arms, and asked.

Huang Shenhuang reached out and touched her head gently and said, "Do you think I did something wrong back then? He has been hating Guiyuan for so many years. This resentment has not been resolved yet."

Yin Ying also looked at the moon and said: "Concubine Cong's suicide by taking poison was also caused by himself. It was he who put all the blame on you. You did nothing wrong. Stop blaming yourself. Tomorrow, Chen Ling, he

When I come back, I'm still worried about how to explain to him that Feng Mo and Ruo Li are missing. He will definitely blame you for not sending someone to protect them. Then Chen Ling will definitely be angry with you."

Huang Shenhuang chuckled and said, "Let him be angry. Only in this way will he have the motivation to deal with everything."

Yin Ying pinched his arm and said, "I really don't understand why you always use incentives to force Chen Ling to do what you want. Are you really not afraid that Chen Ling will hate you?"

Huang Shenhuang said indifferently: "He should be hated."

A rare shooting star streaked across the starry sky.

Huang Chenling quietly got up from the bed and walked out of the tent.

Walking aimlessly, he came to the tent where Yan Ruocheng had lived before. The place had not been cleaned yet, and the remaining herbs were still scattered around. He smelled the smell of these herbs and gradually began to miss him.

Yan Ruocheng is here.

Pictures of her in the tent emerged in my mind, some of her making medicine, some of her selecting herbs, some of her decoction, some of her immersed in writing prescriptions, some of her lying on the bed tired and sleeping.

appearance.

Thinking about it, he unknowingly walked to the bed and lay down. His hands couldn't help but grasp the quilt beside him tightly, rolled it up around himself, and smelled the remaining trace of her fragrance.

Suddenly, a blessing bag fell from the quilt. This blessing bag was given to her by him, but it was accidentally left here when he was packing it up.

He looked at the lucky bag and his mood immediately dropped. This lucky bag was just like him. Will he be forgotten by her in the future? Even if she and he had promised each other that they would never forget this relationship, the two of them

Together one day.

However, now he has firmly realized this feeling of loneliness and uneasiness. He feels very uncomfortable and wants to see her very much.

Holding this lucky bag in hand, I buried my head on the quilt, thinking to myself: I can go there to see her tomorrow. Ruocheng, are you thinking of me too?

He gradually fell asleep.

Now Yan Ruocheng was thinking hard about how to coax Huang Fengmo to drink the bitter medicine.

Huang Fengmo had woken up and couldn't help but be happy knowing that she was by his side.

"Your Highness, can you hug him after you drink the medicine?" Yan Ruocheng kissed his forehead and said.

Huang Fengmo buried his head next to her neck and said, refusing to take the medicine, "My tooth hurts so much that I don't want to drink hot, bitter medicine. It will make it even more painful."

Yan Ruocheng cursed Huang Fan'er in his heart: Why didn't you tell me that he made Feng Mo's teeth hurt? He also said that he didn't abuse him, but he clearly made all his teeth inflamed.

She said helplessly: "Be good, I've cooled it down a bit, so it doesn't burn my mouth so much. If it cools down again, the effect will be reduced by half if I drink it."

Huang Fengmo was like a child who refused to die and said, "No, Ruozheng, don't force me." In the past few days, all kinds of pain made him very weak, and he reluctantly started sobbing when she forced him.

"Okay, if you don't want to drink, don't drink. Wait until your teeth stop hurting, then drink slowly." Yan Ruocheng heard him start sobbing and immediately put the bowl back. She hugged him and coaxed him slowly.

Huang Fanyi came in at this time, saw them hugging each other, and said with a smile: "It seems that I came in at the wrong time."

Yan Ruozhen glanced at him with a glare, and told him with her eyes: You actually tortured His Highness to this point!

Huang Fan'er ignored her slight glare, glanced at the medicinal soup, and said, "What's wrong? Brother Huang refuses to drink the medicine?"

Yan Ruocheng said helplessly: "His Highness has a toothache now. How can he drink it? How did you take care of him before?"

Huang Fan'er gave it a try and said, "Do you want to know? Let's experience it when we have dinner later."


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