093 Blood Linglong

Three months after Xue Xijian, Emperor Wu of the Western Song Dynasty, ascended the throne, he posted the imperial list to find a doctor with a wonderful rejuvenation technique, and treated a scar on the face of a woman in the palace for three or four years.

As soon as the imperial list was posted, the people exploded.

After Xue Xijian ascended the throne, he gave a light and reward for reclamation, so that the people after the war could rest and recuperate. He also rewarded and appeased the generals who guarded the three frontiers, so that the Western Song Dynasty, under the previous rule of the Shangguan clan, could restore the peaceful order, and the people could live and work in peace and contentment, and praised the new emperor.

However, does the emperor have any problems that can't be solved? There are dozens of imperial doctors in the palace, but they are all helpless about a scar? Thinking about it, the woman's scar must be very tricky; moreover, the emperor actually looked for a doctor for this little woman, which shows that he attached great importance to it.

Therefore, a month after the imperial list was posted, half of the folk doctors still did not come to apply. It's not that no one has the heart to give it a try. There are also Jianghu Langzhong who claimed to have excellent medical skills. He rushed all the way to the capital and prepared to reveal the imperial list, and specially inquired about the identity and deeds of the woman shown in the imperial list.

Murong Xueyan, who lives in the deep palace, doesn't know that she has become a legend in the Western Song Dynasty.

Some people say that she is a fairy sent from heaven. When the emperor was chased and killed by the treachery and had no way out, she helped the emperor to raise the army, and used magic to produce silver and two grains and grass, so that the emperor will win every battle after raising his army, and successfully regain the throne - this is some saying that her identity is "immortalized";

Some people also say that she is a chivalrous woman, with strong martial arts skills and chivalrous courage. She rescued the emperor who was almost killed by the traitor from the prison of the prime minister's mansion, and then helped the emperor escape from the capital, recruit soldiers and buy horses, and then raised troops to Qingjun's side - this is a more reliable statement.

There are also some sayings such as that she is a fox fairy, a flower demon, and a princess of a neighboring country. After hearing about this layer, ordinary folk men naturally dare not make it.

No matter what the identity of the legendary woman is, there is no doubt that she has made great contributions to the emperor's uprising and the recapture of the throne. If it weren't for the woman, I'm afraid she would have been worshipped like those rising generals at the beginning.

More than half a month later, one person finally unveiled the imperial list.

When the news reached the palace, Xue Xijian was overjoyed and called Murong Xueyan to meet the person who unveiled the list. Murong Xueyan had no hope for the scar that had followed her for several years. This time, she didn't want to brush Xue Xijian's kindness, so she reluctantly went to see the man.

"The grass people see the emperor! Long live my emperor!" The man knelt down on his knees and said calmly. He was not the kind of person who had stage fright at the sight of a big battle.

Murong Xueyan and Xue Xijian vaguely felt that the man's voice and figure were a little familiar. After Xue Xijian ordered the man to get up, both of them were stunned.

This person is not someone else, but it was the magic doctor Feng Jingming, who personally invited back when the soldiers fell ill due to unconvinced water and soil during the march.

"Doctor Feng!" Murong Xueyan smiled.

"You are..." The wind mirror is a few years old, and Murong Xueyan, who was seen at the beginning, is the appearance of a beautiful village girl with a Jingzou cloth skirt. At this time, Murong Xueyan in front of her, the clothes are luxurious and elegant. Although there is only a white jade hairpin between the temples, it is more and more like a pear flower.

"Doctor Feng, do you remember that you saved an army? At that time, a young man and woman tricked you into going to the barracks for medical treatment. Murong Xueyan blinked her big flexible eyes.

"Yes..." Feng Jingming suddenly realized, and then looked at Xue Xijian, who did not dare to be forced to see now, his eyebrows and face were vaguely the appearance of the teenager on that day.

Yes, didn't all the people call him His Royal Highness at the beginning? He ascended the throne, and naturally he became the emperor.

"The people are lucky enough to see the face of heaven several times." Feng Jingming bowed again.

"Falen." Xue Xijian stretched out his hand indifferently and motioned that the wind mirror was clear. "Doctor Feng, look, this scar of Xueyan..."

He wanted to reach out and brush her hair in person, but she avoided it and lifted the bangs on her forehead.

"This scar of the girl can be cured with the 'bloody exquisite' brought by the grass people." The wind mirror is clear.

"Blood exquisite? What is that?" Xue Xijian said strangely.

"To the emperor, blood exquisite is a rare blood ginseng. Because its shape is half smaller than ordinary ginseng, it is called 'blood exquisite' by the people." The wind mirror explained it clearly.

"In this case, you can try your best to help Xueyan. If it is cured, there will be a lot of rewards." Xue Xijian smiled at ease.

"Your Majesty..." Feng Jingming hesitated again and again, and finally said, "The exquisite blood must be soaked in the blood for seven, seven or forty-nine days to work."

"Forty-nine days..." Xue Xijian hesitated for a long time and still answered, "It's not difficult."

"But it must be 'dragon blood'." Feng Jingming added.

"Dragon Blood?" Now even Murong Xueyan is curious.

"Yes. The so-called dragon blood is the blood of the son of heaven. Feng Jingming continued to explain, "Every day, you should melt it with 'rootless water' with three drops of dragon blood, soak it for twelve hours, and then replace it the next day. The so-called 'rootless water' is rain, snow or dew on vegetation.

Xue Xijian's eyes stopped on Murong Xue's face. For a long time, Fang smiled and said, "As long as the wound on your face can be healed, I will shed a few drops of blood, what is it?"

"No, no, you are the emperor, the supreme of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. And I... my identity, you should know." Murong Xueyan is not.

"I don't care who you used to be. From now on, you must stay in the palace and wait for me to heal you." Xue Xijian retorted and did not allow him to put his beak.

At this moment, Murong Xueyan suddenly found that Xue Xijian was no longer the Xue Xijian she knew at the beginning. With power in hand, many things have changed. Between them, it is impossible for them to go back to the past.

2

From winter to spring, more than a year passed, and Xiao Songya gradually grew up under the upbringing of the Empress Dowager. Less than two years old, she has been able to walk jumping, and with a yellow warbler-like clever mouth, she can say almost anything.

Beitanghao, almost every day he goes to Changxin Palace to see this little princess who looks like his mother. The more Songya grows, the more she looks like her biological mother Du Lanruo. She has a heroic and beautiful face like her mother, and a lively and lovely personality like her mother. Even the Empress Dowager likes this granddaughter very much.

"It's been two years." Beitanghao looked up at the sky, but saw that the sky was blue and cloudless.

Anu, I haven't seen you for so long. Have you been well? She couldn't argue about what happened at the beginning, and he couldn't help her make the decision. She could leave a life, which was the best ending relatively.

It's just that Songya was still in his infuriating, so he was separated from his mother.

She was dismissed and returned home, but he couldn't bear to let her lose the news of her daughter, so he ordered the people in the palace in Changxin Palace to write a notebook to record the big and small events in the process of growing up. Every three months, he copied a copy of the note and sent it to the general's mansion.

But he never sent his own words.

He is the emperor, with a large area of rivers and mountains behind him, and sets an example for his subjects all over the world. He can't, because of his selfishness, he makes mistakes for a while and is criticized by the people.

He suppressed his emotions and reluctantly let himself forget. Her shadow has never been far away from the depths of his heart. Even if he spoils other women, he will treat them as her, forgetful places, and call out her name.

He hung her portrait in the imperial study. Only when there was no one, when he missed her, he quietly took out the painting and talked about lovesickness.

"Father!" The crisp child's voice sounded. When Bei Tanghao turned around, he saw Songya running. Lingxi followed Songya, with a nervous but helpless face.

Beitanghao squatted down, and Songya ran close and rushed into her father's arms.

"Let my father see if it's light or heavy recently?" Beitang Hao smiled lovingly and raised his daughter high.

This is a very warm and amazing scene: the emperor of the ninety-five will raise a little girl less than half a person tall with his own hands! However, it is not surprising that all the maids of honor who follow and have been praised since childhood.

Looking at this face that looks like Du Lanruo, the lovesickness in Beitanghao's heart floated again. It's been two years, is everything fine with her?

"Father, Songya will tell you something." Songya whispered to Bei Tanghao's ear, afraid that her father would blame him.

"What's the matter?"

"Yesterday, I passed by the imperial study and sneaked in to play. I saw a picture on my father's case. It seems that a beautiful woman has been painted. After all, Songya was so young that she couldn't hide her curiosity in her black eyes, "Father, who is she?"

"She..." How to tell her that what she accidentally saw was actually a portrait of her biological mother.

"Let Songya guess if she is a fairy in the sky?" Little Songya showed an innocent and lovely smile.

"Yes." Beitanghao stroked his daughter's head with a smile, put her down, and asked the rhinoceros kneeling on the ground again: "How is Songya doing recently?"

"The emperor, everything is fine, princess." He said in a respectful voice.

"Thank you for your hard work..." I remember that day, in order to take care of Songya, she resolutely gave up her relationship with Xiao Ding and stayed in the palace to take care of the weak baby.

"The emperor's words are serious." The rhinoceros smile is faint.

While talking, the imperial concubine Yan over there was already crowded. It seems that he heard that Bei Tanghao came specially outside Changxin Palace.

After the imperial concubine Yan approached, she bowed respectfully: "See you, emperor!"

"Get up." Bei Tanghao's attitude towards her is still cold.

"Isn't this Songya? The longer it grows, the more beautiful it becomes!" When the noble concubine Yan saw that Bei Tanghao ignored it, she transferred her purpose to Princess Songya.

Perhaps it is the nature of children that can easily distinguish who are sincere to themselves and who are hypocritical. Every time Songya sees the Noble Concubine Yan, she will hide behind the rhinoceros, and this time is no exception.

"Songya, my aunt just wants to see if you have grown up..." Yan Guifei smiled.

"I only have Aunt Ling. You're not my aunt!" The two-year-old little man clearly distinguishes the people and things around him, and is eloquent. At that moment, he splashed a basin of cold water on the imperial concubine Yan.

Princess Yan ate two soft nails in a row, but there was nothing she could do, so she had to walk in the direction of Changxin Palace.