Broken wings

"We ...... ......" the cell boss pointed to everyone present with a trembling finger, "we thought...... The emperor doesn't like this minion...... Only...... Just ......".

Yuan Zhen asked, "Who is your master?"

They all glanced at each other, obviously they had all been explained in advance, Yuan Zhen sneered: "You tell the mastermind behind it, write a complaint, I can keep your whole family safe, otherwise, do you think your master will really protect your wife, children and mother?"

They thought about it for a while, but they still dictated the story of this incident one after another, Yuan Zhen knew as soon as he heard it that Song Yemin, the old fox, had pushed others out of the pit, and he knew it in his heart, so he only ordered someone to search for evidence of Song Yemin's collusion with his henchmen, what about these jailers...... Yuan Zhen threw the decapitation token: "Kill." "

This treatment really took a lot of effort, because the wound did not heal at all because of the punishment he had just received last time. This time, the steel nail directly penetrated the abdomen, and several vital points were inserted into the nail, and when it was pulled out, blood gushed like a spring, and there was blood everywhere in the eye, and even the main wound could not be seen.

As a doctor, he couldn't bear to look at it carefully, so he ordered someone to decoct the medicine, so he had time to tell Yuan Zhen about the situation.

"Your Majesty, he couldn't see because his head had been hit hard and there was a bruised blood clot in his brain. The steel nails in his waist are in the middle of the key points in several places, which is really difficult to treat, and he must not be allowed to get out of bed and walk around during this time. Gu Shi explained the situation to Yuan Zhen very seriously, looked back at Ouyang Qian's pale face like a blank piece of paper, and persuaded in a low voice, "I know I shouldn't talk too much, even if he accidentally breaks your treasure, such a cruel punishment is enough." The old wound from half a year ago has not healed at all, and it has always been ...... these days Alas, give him a little hope so that he can live. "

After speaking, without waiting for his reply, he picked up the medicine box and went back.

Yuan Zhen sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Ouyang Qian, he was very well-behaved and pleasing to the eye when he was asleep, just like when he was a child, quietly.

Then Feng Shi'an brought the general in the training furnace over in due time, saying that the weapons drawn by Ouyang Qian had been created, please take a look at the emperor, Yuan Zhen looked at the exquisite weapon, and knew that Ouyang Qian was very accomplished in military affairs, and helped himself a lot, but he was sent to the cell because of his few words, was seriously injured, and was dying, and he felt a lot for a while.

In a trance, he thought of the day when he said that he had made a dress for himself in Xinrong Silk Village, and he forgot to take it these days, so he got up and said to the palace maid outside: "Take care of him, don't let him move when he wakes up, tell the imperial dining room to make him something light and delicious, and let him eat when he wakes up." "

"Yes, Your Majesty. "

Yuan Zhen went to pick up the clothes according to the location he said, and the boss said with a smile: "The clothes have been made a long time ago, didn't he say that he came to get them himself? This little creature is a little better than the tailor in our shop, so I'll show you later. "

When you touch your hand, you know that you are using top-quality silk materials, and the overall work is simple and atmospheric, similar to the civilian clothes you wear on weekdays. Yuan Zhen turned around and asked the boss, "Did he do it himself?"

The boss smiled: "Yes, yes, I chose the most comfortable material, and I designed the pattern and style by myself." We helped to fight, the whole process was done by himself, and if he didn't understand, he would ask us, but politely, how good you saw it was! Ouch, it's really happy to have such a caring son. "

Qian'er is always so caring, the material is the most comfortable, and the style is what she usually wears, but it is warmer to wear than the clothes she bought before. The fabric is clutched in my hand, and it feels heavier.

Yuan Zhen took off his shirt and handed it to the boss: "Thank you, help me wrap it up." "

"Okay, wait a minute. The boss took out the paper bag and wrapped it in, and handed it with both hands.

Yuan Zhen took his clothes and walked back, looking up at the sky, it was blue. I remembered that when Qian'er was a child, he rode a horse, and he sat behind him with his arms raised and breathed fresh air. Yuan Zhen seemed to be relieved, he did make a mistake, but it was also an unintentional mistake, is it so unforgivable?

Back in the palace, Yuan Zhen put his clothes in the closet, and sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, he hadn't woken up yet, he had slept for so long, it really hurt.

Ouyang Qian moved his fingers in a daze, squinted his eyes, but couldn't see anything. He licked his chapped lips, tried to stand up but was defeated by the pain all over his body, and lay back on the pillow in despair, like a terminally ill patient, where there was a little vitality of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man.

Yuan Zhen's

heart seemed to be twisted into a rope, twisting fiercely, Yuan Zhen saw that he wanted to close his eyes again and stretched out his hand to shake him: "Qian'er, you have been asleep for a long time, it's time to eat something." "

Ouyang Qian opened his eyes and looked at the owner of the voice with empty eyes, the emperor's voice

Ouyang Qian

then groped his way out of bed, rolled under the bed, touched the wound, and his clothes were a little red, Ouyang Qian made a big salute and nodded his forehead: "The slave doesn't know that the emperor is here, the slave is rude, please forgive the emperor ......

."

Yuan Zhen's heart tightened, pulled him up, carefully put him on the bed, and covered him with a quilt: "Lie down well!"

Ouyang Qian wrung his fingers a little helplessly, although his eyes couldn't see, he was also wandering around in a daze. A few days ago, my father-in-law wanted to strangle himself with his own hands, but now his attitude has become very gentle, and he really doesn't understand his thoughts.

"Don't call me the Emperor. "

"That ......" Ouyang Qian tilted his head in confusion.

"How did you call me before?".

“...... The minion has always called you the emperor. "

"Call me my father. "

Ouyang Qian's twisted fingers suddenly stopped, his eyes didn't roll, and he lowered his head: "You are the master, the slave is the subordinate, you don't make fun of the slave with the past......

."

For the first time, Yuan Zhen felt that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"What do you want to eat? I've been hungry for so long, my stomach is empty. Yuan Zhen waved his hand, as if to wave away all his worries.

"The slave wants to eat a hot steamed bun, is it okay?" Ouyang Qian said cautiously.

Steamed bread?

Hungry for so long, steamed bread is actually what he wants to eat the most? Yuan Zhen felt that there was a knife cutting his heart.

Seeing that Yuan Zhen didn't move, Ouyang Qian realized that he was too presumptuous, and some of them were good to eat, so he lowered his voice and said helplessly: "It's okay, it's okay if it's not hot......."

"What else would you like to eat?".

"And ......" Ouyang Qian was a little hesitant and didn't dare to look up, "I still want to eat a bowl of dumplings and noodles made by the emperor...... "Every time he is hungry these days, he wants to eat dumplings and noodles made by his father-in-law, and he thinks about it all the time."

Yuan Zhen was stunned again and looked at Ouyang Qian blankly.

There was no

sound next to him again, Ouyang Qian felt like a nervous disorder, even if he was hungry for so many days, what impact would it have on the emperor? Why eat this and eat that? Raise his head apologetically: "You just don't say it as a slave, it's a slave who is greedy, and if you are someone else, no one will ask the emperor for ......food."

Ouyang Qian held a hot steamed bun in both hands, and ate very satisfied: "Thank you, Your Majesty, ......."

Yuan Zhen asked, "Don't you want to eat the dumplings and noodles

I made? The dumplings are also made with the shrimp and meat stuffing you like to eat, and what do you want to put in the noodles?"

Ouyang Qian was a little stunned: "Your Majesty, it's a slave who is too presumptuous, don't take it seriously, don't ......take it seriously, the emperor doesn't take it seriously" There were a few steamed bun crumbs left at the corner of his mouth, and Yuan Zhen raised his hand to wipe it off for him, and the scene was extremely warm.

"What do you want to put in there?" Yuan Zhen repeated.

"The emperor will spoil the minions like this......" Ouyang Qian's voice dimmed, and he smiled at him again after a moment, "The minions can be full after eating the steamed buns and drinking a glass ......of water."

"It's okay, I'll make it for you if you want to eat it. Yuan Zhen slowly stroked his thin face with one hand, and said gently, "You can eat as much as you want, and it's still the same as before, green vegetable beef noodles?"

"Just cook the clear soup, you don't need to put anything delicious. Ouyang Qian was stunned for a long time after hearing his words, and then he smirked.

Yuan Zhen went out in response.

A large bowl of dumplings and green vegetables and beef noodles were brought to the room, full of fragrance, "Ah~ so fragrant......" Ouyang Qian couldn't wait to grope and wanted to get out of bed, Yuan Zhen put the noodles on the coffee table and put the chopsticks in his hand, Ouyang Qian took a bite, feeling like a child with candy, Ouyang Qian took a bite of dumplings, and was happy to cry, and drank all the soup after eating the noodles, and felt that the injuries on his body were not so painful, and he lay on the bed honestly. Ouyang Qian touched the material of the futon and smelled the smell of ambergris, and knew that he was in the Chengming Palace. His eyes looked in the direction of Yuan Zhen blankly: "Your Majesty, let's go back to the miscellaneous room, the slave is covered in injuries." "

"Heal your injuries first. Yuan Zhen said lightly.

"If the emperor really pities the slave and can't move now, he doesn't want to move the slave, and let the slave sleep on the ground. Ouyang Qian lifted the quilt by himself and was about to get out of bed, Yuan Zhen gently pressed him down, and said heartachely, "What are you tossing all over your body?" "

"The minion has already eaten, and now his body is still warm, and he will not catch a cold when he sleeps on the ground. It may be that the previous painful lesson made him dare not accept the grace of the saint again, and he really didn't want to offend the saint again, and just wanted to be a good slave without exceeding the slightest.

"Qian'er!" Yuan Zhen put the quilt on him again, pressed his hand on his forehead and told him not to move, "You are good, first take care of your body, you are injured all over your body, you can recover for a while, don't toss around." "

Ouyang Qian didn't want to take any more humiliation on himself with a shy face, and said with a wry smile: "The emperor's holy grace has tormented the slaves, ......

."

"During this time, you are honest and stay here, and you are not allowed to go anywhere, do you hear?" Yuan Zhen sat on the edge of the bed and admonished, "Lone Shi will come to you every few days to see how the wound is healing, don't be afraid, it will be fine soon, you know?"

His tone was not gentle, but Ouyang Qian's heart seemed to be dripping blood, he couldn't even laugh, he just lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry for your trouble...... The minions can go back to the miscellaneous room ...... when they move."

Yuan Zhen saw the crystal tears falling from his eyes, his heart was extremely soft, he hugged him into his arms, and soothed his hair: "Okay, okay, it's all over, now as long as you take care of your injuries, don't worry about anything else." "

Ouyang Qian didn't

refuse his embrace, he just let his tears wet his clothes, he didn't cry, but his shoulders were slowly rising and falling, presumably he had accumulated too many grievances.