Lead Hua

The evil-minded paranoid pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger Regent Gong The Weisheng clan has been a general for three hundred years, and has been a willing servant for generations. He has led troops to conquer many lost lands, but he still cannot escape the emperor's suspicion. He has become a thorn in the side of the emperor and his courtiers. Someone wants the lives of the Weisheng clan's children at any time. When Wei Shengxun was eight years old, his father gave him a secret guard as a gift. Wei Shengxun was filled with joy because he thought the guard was very good-looking and even more delicate than a woman. Later, when Wei Shengxun was eighteen years old, his father died in battle, and the prince rebelled. He supported him with all his strength, and the new emperor Jian Zuo was granted the title of regent. But he still couldn't escape the evil plot, and he was poisoned. He needed someone to feed on herbs for a long time, and his blood was used to make the medicine. Everyone couldn't avoid it in time. The secret guard from back then stood up and cut his wrist for him on the fifteenth day of every month. * The late autumn rain slanted into the window lattice. He was crouching in front of the desk clutching a blood-stained handkerchief. The candlelight illuminated the pile of memorials on the desk. There was a light knock on the door. He called out "come in" in a hoarse voice, and saw Shen Yunjian walking around the screen with a medicine bowl. "My lord, it's time to take medicine." Shen Yunjian placed the celadon bowl gently on the corner of the desk, and the cuff of his sleeve slipped to reveal a new knife edge. Wei Shengxun suddenly grabbed his wrist and asked with some displeasure: "Did you cut your left hand today?" "The right hand is reserved for the master to grind the ink." Shen Yunjian withdrew his hand, dipped his fingertips in the concoction and applied it to the opponent's lips. "The imperial doctor said that if he vomits blood again, he will use my blood to water the flowers." These words reminded Wei Shengxun of his childhood, when others said that Wei Shengxun was a traitor. He could only hold his neck and say nothing, but Shen Yunjian always silenced those people with his sharp tongue. Ten years have passed, and this man's mouth has become more and more unforgiving, and the soup he brings is getting more and more scalding day by day. The palace lantern was swaying in the night wind. Shen Yunjian knelt at his feet and whispered, "Shilang Chen is checking the pay of the troops in the northern border again." "Let him check it." Wei Shengxun dipped his hand in ink, "The account book presented by the Ministry of War has more mistakes than the wrinkles on his face." Shen Yunjian laughed out loud when he heard this: "Shilang Chen is unscrupulous. If he is found guilty, he is not that easy to fool." "Then let him know why it was the Weisheng clan who survived the East Palace Incident." Before he could finish his words, a sweetness filled his throat. Shen Yunjian's palm touched his back, and the warm Qi traveled along the meridians. Shen Yunjian stood up and turned around to leave, but was grabbed by Wei Shengxun's waistband: "Where are you going?" "Decoction." "No need for today." "Your Majesty, do you feel sorry for me?" Shen Yunjian paused, "We agreed at the beginning that we would each get what we need. If you want to live longer, I want..." "I don't care about my life, I just want you." The lead was washed away, and Wei Shengxun finally knew the feelings in his heart that had been hidden for ten years. * [Demining: Medicine Man/Imperfect Personality] Intention: Cherish the people in front of you.