As soon as he closed his eyes, he didn't know whether he was drunk or fainted.
He Ying saw it and was so angry that he wanted to kick him again.
"Don't!"
Sang Yan stopped him: "He just fell. He may have fainted. Find an imperial doctor to look at him quickly."
He Ying frowned and retracted his feet, looked into the distance, and called someone over: "Take it to Qintian Prison. Send the imperial doctor over."
A group of people went to Qintian Prison in a grand manner.
Qin Tianjian
When the subordinate officers on duty learned that the imperial commander was coming, they went out to greet him from a distance: "The humble minister Chu Jun is here to see the emperor."
Chu Jun is Wan Zhang's half-disciple.
He was twenty years old, and his face was full of righteousness and sunshine. He was not at all like the decay and decadence of Wan Zhang, but rather like the rising sun that was about to burst forth.
He Yingpei finally felt better when he saw him.
After he came to the throne, unlike the previous emperor, he did not believe in these divination and observation techniques, and did not reuse them. He left them to fend for themselves. He thought they were in decline, but he didn't expect that there was still someone who could see them.
At that time, this man who could see was looking at Sang Yan from the corner of his eye, his brows furrowed.
Sang Yan noticed it and asked aloud: "Sir, my face is different?"
Chu Jun met her beautiful eyes, blushed, and lowered his head: "No."
Sang Yan didn't believe it and looked at He Ying, asking for his help.
In fact, she didn't believe in the fate of ghosts and gods. After traveling through time, she realized that the world was huge and full of wonders, so she felt a little more in awe.
This person from Qintian Prison was so miraculous. Looking at her, he seemed to be hesitant to speak. It was so tempting.
Of course, in addition to being itchy, I am also a little uneasy - is it the original owner's appearance that is abnormal, or is there something abnormal about her? Can she still return to her original world?
He Ying received Sang Yan's look, returned a reassuring smile, and entered the Starlight Palace.
Various stargazing instruments are displayed in the hall, as well as rows of bookshelves with some records and files on them.
In the center of the hall is a large bronze tripod.
There was very thick incense burning inside.
The smell is not strong, and the quiet feeling is still very comfortable.
Sang Yan looked around and his eyes fell on a bed.
The person who fainted slept on it.
The doctor is here.
After checking, he replied shakily: "Wan Jian is... drunk."
He Ying had long thought that Wan Zhang was drunk.
Now the old and new anger were mixed together, and he got angry directly: "Someone is coming! Throw him to wake him up!"
"emperor--"
Chu Jun stepped forward to plead for mercy: "Wan Jianzheng... is weak. I hope the emperor will show mercy."
Last time Wan Zhang was poured cold water on Wan Zhang by the girl Bodhi in the Queen Mother's palace. He developed a fever the next day and couldn't get out of bed for several days.
He Ying sneered: "He is weak and addicted to alcohol. I think he is tired of living."
None of his subordinates appreciated him, so he glanced at Pei Muyang and shouted: "Why are you still standing there?"
"yes."
Pei Muyang did not dare to delay and immediately asked the eunuch to carry water.
Sang Yan had a good impression of Wan Zhang, so he came forward and said, "Your Majesty, forget about waking him up. You just kicked him for no reason. His forehead is still injured."
He Ying was angry when he mentioned this. He hadn't even touched it, but in the end, a drunkard touched it first.
"He deserves it! Who asked him to touch your face!"
"That's him reading my fortune."
"Perhaps he is using fortune telling to do dirty things——"
"Why does the emperor think of him like this? Are you angry with him or me?"
Sang Yan tried to persuade him, but he lost his patience and felt that the Dog Emperor was very boring and only paid attention to such trivial matters.
"Your Majesty, fortune telling is important right now. I want to know what they saw."
She expresses her attitude forcefully.
He Ying thought for a while and realized that this was important, so he nodded and dismissed the people around him, leaving Chu Jun alone: "Don't hide it. Tell the truth. What did you see in her face?"
Chu Jun blushed again, bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, forgive me. I think it's because I'm not good at studying and I can't see the girl's face."
As he spoke, his face turned redder, as if he was about to bleed.
I'm so ashamed.
In vain, he consciously learned 80% from Wan Zhang, but unexpectedly, he couldn't see anything.
He Ying and Sang Yan: "..."
None of them expected this explanation.
After a pause, He Ying asked: "Seriously?"
Chu Jun bowed again and said respectfully: "Don't you dare to deceive the emperor."
He Ying believed him and turned to look at Wan Zhang on the bed: "Wake him up."
After hearing the order, Chu Jun immediately stepped forward and pushed Wan Zhang: "Wan Jian is right, Wan Jian is right, wake up quickly, the emperor is here."
As a result, Wan Zhang snored loudly while sleeping.
He Ying felt like throwing cold water on him again.
Before he got angry, Sang Yan said, "When he wakes up, ask him to look at his face."
She wasn't in a hurry anymore.
It was very late at night when this happened.
"Your Majesty, please go back and rest. You will have an early court appearance tomorrow."
"……Um."
He Jian always gave her face.
The group of people left Qintian Prison in a grand manner.
The two of them were still walking side by side.
However, no more silence.
Mainly He Ying was talking.
"You are always soft-hearted towards others and hard-hearted towards me."
"Whether it's the concubines, the women who were victimized, or even Wan Zhang, who I met today, you will always be soft-hearted, but you are hard-hearted towards me."
His words sounded lonely and sad.
Sang Yan was touched and opened her lips. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.
She is a tangled and even twitchy person, and she is disdainful of her integrity. Sometimes, she hates herself like this.
Any other time traveler would definitely be braver than her, right?
Seeing that she was silent, He Ying continued to mutter to himself: "Maybe this is what Pei Muyang said, that some people are in trouble?"
As he said this, he actually smiled: "That's fine. They are all in the same nest. At least they are in the same nest."
He seemed to be enjoying himself in pain, and looked at her with a doting look: "You can do whatever you want. I'll just indulge you."
At this moment everything was completely silent.
Sang Yan met his gentle and affectionate eyebrows, and for a moment, she wanted to say: I am not a hard-hearted person, and I like you too.
But she didn't say.
Instead, he changed the subject: "Your Majesty, what kind of person was the late Emperor?"
This is a serious and heavy topic.
He Ying calmed down his expression and said slowly: "The late emperor ascended the throne at the age of ten and died of illness at the age of twenty. In his short life, he lived in the shadow of the regent Pei Zhen and never had a political kiss."
It turned out to be a puppet emperor.
Sang Yan thought so in his heart and said on his face: "Your Majesty, my condolences."
He Ying shook his head slightly and smiled helplessly: "There is nothing to be sad about. He is just like you, too soft-hearted. Even without a regent, he is still an emperor with little achievements."
Sang Yan: "..."
Is it really okay to say that the late emperor is like this?
"but--"
He Ying changed the subject and his voice became colder: "If he had been crueler, I would be gone."
Sang Yan was stunned: "Ah? What do you mean?"
"It's very simple. When the late emperor reached the age where he could take charge, the regent had no choice but to support me in order not to return the throne. I was seven or eight years old at that time and could still be a puppet emperor for a few more years."
"But if the late emperor kills you, then you can take advantage of it."
Sang Yan guessed the second half of the story. The late emperor cared about brotherhood and would rather die than kill his younger brother.