The Target Always Thinks That I Like Him!

To the cold is due to the reason of the drug, it is weak and unable to resist. Later, when the efficacy of the drug receded, it was exhausted by Zhao Ze’s tossing, and even his fingers did not want to move.

He reluctantly mentioned the emperor, and wanted to swear the other two. But after the sound came out, it was broken, and some were soft, but it was like a delicate.

Zhao Ze cautiously kissed him, with piety and respect, but his movements did not slow down.

He scratched him with cold hatred, and was quickly overwhelmed by the tide, and he was groggy.

During the period, it seems that someone was reporting outside the temple, faintly saying that Liang Wangfu was wrong, but he was too sleepy and slept without hearing it.

Woke up again, looking at the top of the bed with a cold look, a face can not be loved.

Three worlds, why is he always crushed? It is not how bad it is below. According to the conscience, except for the stoppage, it is always rejected. Most of the time... it is quite comfortable.

But people are like this, the more you want, the more you want. He just wants to know what it feels like on the top, the twitching of the heart, and the one time, how can it not be realized?

What is more frustrating is that this time he himself gave himself a pit.

When I was cold, I thought about getting up and studying the nine-curved pot. I really didn’t know how to get it. I actually gave it to myself.

Then, as soon as he left, he fell back to the bed with a bang, and his waist was sore, as if it was broken, somewhere is even more difficult to say.

Zhao Ze has been kneeling outside the dragon bed. He heard the movement and turned over. He looked anxious: "Your Majesty, you wake up, where is it uncomfortable? Is it what you want? Chen helps you."

When he saw him in the cold, he came to the air, tried to raise his hand, and trembled at him. He said with anger and anger: "You are a sinister who violates the king's life and swears against the king's life."

Zhao Ze ignored the accusation and took the dragon claws forward. He kissed him at the fingertips and said: "Your Majesty, where are you uncomfortable? Chen can help you press it."

Turning your face directly to the cold, the airway: "Don't you, call Deng Tai doctor."

Zhao Zewei said: "Under the sins of the sins, Deng Tai doctor sees you... I am afraid it is not good."

Lifting the dragon claws to the cold, seeing the fingers, the wrists are all green marks, and suddenly do not hit out. I want to lick each other's feet, but I just lifted my leg, and there was another soreness in my waist. I had to give up and reluctantly accepted: "But, you can help press the waist."

After all the hard work turned over, a sore attack, suddenly sucked a few mouthfuls of cool.

Zhao Zewen said that his excited hands were shaking, and his majesty not only did not punish him, but also allowed him to be close...

He was busy sitting at the bed, his hands across the fabric, and pressed nervously to the slightly thin waist. He noticed that his body was shaking and he couldn't help but tremble. After taking a deep breath, he began to gently press.

Too tired of the cold, he was gently pressed, suddenly a sour. Although clenching his teeth, he still couldn't help but suffocate. Listening to Zhao Ze's ear, it was a burst of heart.

After chilling for a while, I suddenly remembered that I hadn’t gotten early, and I was busy with a spirit, and suddenly I yelled and asked, "What time is it?"

"It’s already almost noon." Zhao Ze was busy helping him to lie down, calmly saying: "Chen Li asked the general manager of the group, your body is not suitable, one day."

It was only a sigh of relief from the cold. After lying down, he glared at him and said, "Zhao Qing, falsely preaching the sacred decree, offending the stalwart, can you know the sin?"

"Chen knows sin, please blame." Zhao Ze honestly acknowledged.

It’s not a slap in the cold, and it’s not awkward or not. Finally, I waved and said, “You will be punished in the future.”

When Zhao Zeyi listened, his eyes suddenly brightened and he was excited: "Chen is leading."

To the cold: "..." suddenly has a bad feeling.

"I don't mean navel orange," he said weakly.

Zhao Ze’s eyes suddenly turned a little brighter, and he was more worried about the cold. He waved his hand and let him go out, but he thought about it in half, and stopped to ask: “Yes, I heard that last night I heard what happened to Liang Wangfu?”

Zhao Ze was busy and replied honestly: "Liang Wangfu went to the water last night. It is said that Liang Wang has been buried in the sea of ​​fire. The minister saw that his majesty was too sleepy last night, so he did not bother..."

Frowning to the cold, directly interrupted: "Really dead?"

Zhao Ze immediately pleaded guilty: "It is a negligence of the court. The water should be deliberately arranged. Liang Wang escaped last night, but he should have not left the city. The court has ordered the ban to secretly search."

"Escape?" To the cold thought for a moment, but said: "Don't be too loud, can't catch it. He should go to the northwest, escape the monk can not escape the temple, after all, we are still in our plans."

In the past few years, Liang Wangan has been replaced by nearly half of the people in the Northwest Army, so that the other party can only rely on Wang Jun. In addition, through a few cases, he also pulled up a lot of secret guards he cultivated.

Liang Wang’s recent days are not so good. It’s estimated that he can’t stand it anymore, he’s going to take risks and plan to fight for it.

Xiang Han feels that this is also good, Liang Wang had to be counter-productive. When the mission collapses, he will honestly go to the plot. Anyway, the Northwest Army now listens to him, and he does not believe that Liang Wang can really rebel.

Zhao Ze guessed his plan, and he could not help but worry: "Your Majesty wants to lead the snake out of the hole, but the risk is a bit big. Although the Northwest Army is in control, in case other states have responded..."

"Is there not Zhao Qing?" Looking at him in the cold, he said with a smile: "Now the southwestern army is listening to your orders, and your life can be fully entrusted to you."

Zhao Ze’s heartbeat was awkward, and he bowed his head and said: “Chen dare.”

"Do you have anything to dare?" He warmed up and leaned up, and said: "There is nothing to do with the false message, disturbing the holy hearing, let alone... How can you take it?"

Xiang Han knows that Zhao Ze will not have dissent, but think of his old waist, or want to scare each other.

Zhao Ze was shocked by a cold sweat and said: "Your Majesty, Chen did have a slap in the face yesterday, but there is no disagreement. The minister is willing to hand over the soldiers and let them fall and fall."

"Yeah." Nod to the cold satisfaction, put on the robes, put on the leather belt, and whispered: "Go back and reflect."

After saying that I have gone two steps and turned back, it is a meaningful addition: "Rethinking what you did wrong last night?"

Zhao Ze thought carefully, he was extremely covert in the matter of powder, and it was impossible to know under his arm. It could only be... offending the dragon.

Was it still sighing? Zhao Ze was relieved and relieved. He got up and said, "Where is your Majesty? You will help you."

Opening his hand to the chill, and squinting at him, Zhao Ze advised: "The court will reflect on it later, and let the dragon body feel uncomfortable, or let the minister help."

Who are you blaming? Slightly pumping to the corner of the cold mouth, but after two steps, it is indeed soft and sore legs, some stations are unstable, and finally reluctantly said: "Well, go to Liang Wangfu."

Liang Wangfu’s fire was a bit serious. The big house was turned into a ruin, and it was almost burned to the next door.

To the cold, I couldn’t help but wax for the old man. After the squatting, he was soft on the leg, and some of them stood still. Zhao Ze was busy pushing forward, but was pushed away without any trace.

Looking at the devastated, I couldn’t help but sorrow from the middle, trying to squeeze out a few tears, and groaning hard: "The emperor, the emperor, you have already planned to lift your ban, why, why..."

The accompanying minister saw him pale, his body trembled, and even stood still, he could not help but shook his head and sighed. His knees were too kind.

Although Liang Wang had stabbed his arm, he was shocked to death last night, and his majesty was still ruined and seriously ill. Woke up today, even more disregarding the dragon body, come to condolences...

Hey, look at your majesty, the station is sick, the voice is even more hoarse, and you can't cry.

The old ministers had a heartache and they came forward to persuade: "Your Majesty, you have to take care of the dragon body..."

It’s really serious to be cold and sick. If I didn’t stand for a while, I couldn’t support it. I fainted in the past and was taken back by Zhao Ze.

Back in the palace, he opened his eyes and touched his stomach and said, "Hungry, I will announce Xiaobai back." He now wants to drink the other porridge.

Zhao Ze’s eyes flashed slightly and asked: “What do you want to eat under your arm? The minister told the royal chef to do it.”

He glanced at him and asked, "Are you not thinking about it?"

Zhao Ze said with patience: "Chen will go back later."

Thinking about the cold, it is worth mentioning. He didn't want to move today, so he threw the folds to Zhao Ze.

Later, Zhao Ze said: "Your Majesty, the palace gate is keyed, can the minister stay in the palace?"

I sighed for a while, but I didn’t expect that my eyes would be dark and my face was a little confused.

Zhao Ze whispered again: "Your Majesty, the minister stays... It is also good to help you with the medicine."

"Upper and upper medicine?"

Zhao Ze nodded and looked forward to the expectation: "On the medicine... better soon."

It was dark to the cold face, and he gnawed his teeth: "Bring the medicine."

Zhao Ze’s ‘I’m reluctant’ handed in, and then was rushed to the room where the courtiers stayed.

However, it didn't take long for him to tell him about the past, and he said, "Come and help me."

After that, he said: "The eyes are not allowed to sneak, and the hands are not allowed to touch."

"Yes." Zhao Ze endured a smile, he deliberately diluted the ointment, it is difficult to apply medicine. What's more, the little emperor's backache is more difficult.

The process of taking medicine is a bit embarrassing. If it was not the last night, the little emperor was the first time, and Zhao Ze could hardly guarantee that he could hold it.

After the medicine was finished, the two people were a little confused.

Bringing flushes to the cold side, avoiding Zhao Ze from his eyes, and licking his lips, said: "There is nothing important in the past, but you have stayed in the palace for two consecutive days. I am afraid that the court will be dismissed. This is no longer the case."

Zhao Ze sighed and gently circled him in his arms and kissed his hair: "Your Majesty, after the Haitang River clears, you can and will..."

In the latter case, he did not continue to say it, only a vague kiss to the ear.

It was a little itchy to the ear of the cold ear, and it shrank away to avoid it.

After a long time, when Zhao Ze thought that he would not get a response, he suddenly said: "At least you must first pass a son from the ancestors, and wait until he can inherit the throne."

Zhao Ze’s body was slightly shocked, and his eyes flashed with ecstasy in an instant. He couldn’t believe it: “Your Majesty... Is this a minister?”

Pushing him away from the cold, he said: "That is your own understanding, go back to where the courtiers should live."

Zhao Zexi did not win, and soon he took him into his arms. He kissed me in a fine voice, and his voice was vague: "There is a serious illness in the body, and the minister is a doctor."

After that, directly pressed the little emperor to lie down and waited on the dragon bed.

After chilling for a few times, I didn’t move, but I was so tired that I had to give up.

Since then, Zhao Zeshi has been left behind by the emperor from time to time to discuss the political affairs, and every time he has been in the middle of the night, he has to stay in the palace.

Deng Taiji first knew about the two people, because Zhao Ze had a tossing too much, which caused the little emperor to have a fever the next day and had to pass him over.

Poor Deng Tai doctor was a young man, and after being beaten by the little emperor, he almost didn't faint. It’s hard to get the pulse back, and I’m back to the Tai Hospital, Zhao Ze’s black face, first warning, and then let him have some lubrication and maintenance medicine.

Deng Tai doctor almost vomited blood. After this, he could not guess who was assigned the medicine before he left? Match it, offend you, don't deserve it, offend Zhao Daren.

Deng Tai doctor tangled, and finally decided, still worthy. This time, he is also thinking about the dragon body. Secondly, it’s offensive, and Zhao Daren is in front of him, but if he is offended by Zhao Daren, Zhao’s pillow blows, and you can still remember Deng Tai’s doctor. Who?

After Zhao Ze got the medicine, it became more and more grind, and the pattern was also full. When there was a batch of folds, I couldn’t help but put the cold on the royal case. I was ignorant of the cold for half a month.

Zhao Ze knew that he was losing money, so he took care of his lifelong events during this time. I don't know what he said to Zhao. After she heard the cry, she didn't force him.

After knowing the cold, he couldn't help but call him into the palace and asked, "What did you say?" He was recently forced by the ministers, and he had to think about a reason to shirk.

Zhao Zeyan eyes, said: "Chen told the mother, the minister was injured in the southwest, do not want to delay the girl."

To the cold, holding the fold and leaning him: "Would you like to delay?"

Zhao Ze has not seen him alone for half a month. He couldn’t help but rely on it. He whispered: "Isn’t you injured in the court, isn’t it clear?”

The warm air stream blows into the ear, causing a tingling. I hurried to the side of the cold and shouted: "I hope you have been hurt."

Zhao Ze laughed and said nothing, only to put him into his arms and knelt.

After a few days, I asked more and more people to go to the cold after the book was published. Even Zhao Laotai couldn’t help but enter the palace. He said with a strong heart: "Your Majesty, the latter is about the country, even if you don't like women, It’s a good idea for the Jiangshan community. It’s not good, you can... use medicine.”

I was shocked by the words of the old Taifu. Is this the old school that always looks at the face and is serious about everything?

It seems that the courtiers are really anxious, so they bitterly face the cold, and their expressions are embarrassing: "Teacher, don't want to, but...hey, stop, Xuan Deng Tai doctor."

After Deng Tai’s doctor came, the war screamed and said that he had taught him to the cold not long ago: “The body is weak, the medicine is afraid of hurting the body, it is detrimental to life, and the child is difficult. If you are lucky enough to have a little prince, maybe, maybe...”

"What could be?" Seeing his support, the old lady is a little anxious.

"It may not be healthy, it is easy to get early." Deng Taiji almost finished his teeth and had a cold sweat. He really did not hear that the emperor would curse himself.

Lao Tai Fu ‘ah’, a horrified look toward the cold, seeing the other side embarrassed to turn his face, and really can't say anything, and finally Yan Yan left.

After that, no matter who went to persuade, the old Taifu would avoid it, and only occasionally let Zhao Ze help to hand over some great things to the little emperor.

After receiving it from the cold, I was really moved and embarrassed.

It didn't take long for the hard things to be known to the Hanzi. I didn't know how to be known by the courtiers. The fold of the book suddenly fell sharply, and no one was raised in the court. You can't give birth to your armpits. After you have raised it, isn't this about salting the wound?

Xiang Han was very satisfied with this situation. After seeing the timing, he finally announced: "For the sake of social considerations, I decided to pass the ancestral home and set up as Chu Jun."

When the voice fell, Zhao Ze did not take the lead, and the group of officials slammed down, and shouted: "His holy light."

The latter thing does not have to worry about the cold, Zhao Ze is more worried than him, busy all day long.

Three months later, after comprehensively evaluating various factors, after a heavy assessment, Zhao Ze and several important ministers finally helped the cold-successful heirs, Duan Wang Shisun Song Ruiyi.

Duan Wang is the cousin of the Emperor, and the blood is not far away. Shi Sun was only four or five years old. It is said that he is well-behaved, intelligent, and teachable.

In fact, Zhao Ze wants to pick a big age, so let the cold to unload the task early, and explore the mountains and rivers with yourself. However, considering the older age, the relationship with the father and the mother is deep, and what should I do if I don’t filial to the cold after one day? So entangled again and again, only selected Song Rui.

After Song Rui’s entry into the palace, he ignited the interest in raising children. Although the last world has been raised, but that age is too big, it is not soft and cute.

Look at the small people of the family, no, it is a little prince, white and tender and obedient, like Zhou Yueze, all kinds of awkward, rebellious.

Seeing the cold to the little prince so heart, Zhao Ze is not comfortable.

When Song Ruizhen first entered the palace, because of his life, he screamed and shed tears all day long, causing a distressed coldness and sleeping together.

Although Zhao Ze has resentment, he is still patient, thinking that he will wait for him to get used to life in the palace.

But I didn't expect that this little guy was too familiar with it. From then on, I looked at the cold and went with me. There is no way to go to the cold, eat, sleep, and the batch of deductions are carried, and it is also brought when the difference is in the DPRK.

Zhao Ze has been screaming for a few months, and more and more desires are dissatisfied. Finally, when the little prince is sick, he is entangled in the cold to meet with the cold, and then begins to blow the pillow wind, and painstakingly persuaded: "The scorpion is like a child, let alone the Prince is a country. Ben, so much like this, I am afraid that it will be difficult to become a big weapon in the future. If you can’t bear to be harsh, you can give him to the minister to teach."

I was asleep to the cold, and the ears that he was blowing were itch. He couldn’t help but screamed and closed his eyes and said: "Right is still small, not in a hurry."

Still small? Zhao Ze grinds his teeth, and with his ears whispering and blowing: "Your Majesty, the Prince is not small. At his age, Chen has already recited four books and can make a fuss."

"Oh..." The half-body of the cold was smashed, vaguely said: "He is still sick, wait, wait until the illness is good, then... oh."

When the words were not finished, Zhao Ze kissed the lips and then raged.

After satisfying again, Zhao Ze kissed him and kissed him to kiss his lips and kissed him.

After the little prince recovered, he was very distressed to find that his position in the palace changed. Every day, he had to get up early, write back and write, and he was beaten by the black face Zhao Taifu.

Too much more, Zhao Taifu not only occupied the father of the whole day, but also grabbed his position on the dragon bed. The little prince secretly grinds his teeth, thinking that one day sooner or later, he will drive Zhao Taifu out of the palace, so that the father can accompany him again.

In a few months, Luo Bai returned to the palace, and also brought a few baskets of sweet potatoes and potatoes.

Enthusiastic to the cold, busy commanding: "Quickly, first fried a French fries, potato chips, fried potatoes, silk, sweet potato, roasted sweet potatoes, sweet potato chips..."

Luo Bai smiled and said: "Chen will lead the life, please wait a moment."

Zhao Ze’s face was black and he slammed into the cold and said, “Your Majesty, you just used the meal.”

"Cough, that... Rui Wei has been working hard recently, and he is doing it for him." Xiang Han looked innocent.

After the crops were successfully planted in Huangzhuang, the cold was immediately asked to be promoted nationwide.

But as Zhao Ze is worried, the poor areas are still okay, and the rich land is not willing to plant.

It is not forced to cold, after all, the land of fish and rice, it is better to produce more rice.

However, in the coming spring, the rain is much less than in previous years. It has not been in the summer, and it has been drought for several months. There were reports of disasters coming from all over the country. Many fields were cracked into lines and the seedlings died.

At the request of the courtier, I prayed a few times to the cold. After entering the summer, it was soon rainstorms, the river broke, and flooded several state fields.

Despite the repeated emphasis on water conservancy in the past few years, it has not been able to block the flood of the plot.

"Hey." Sitting next to the Imperial Case to the cold end, I don't know how many times I sighed.

Zhao Ze was distressed and asked again: "Your Majesty, let the minister go to Jiangnan."

Shake his head to the cold, and whatever the disaster, anyone can go, but Zhao Ze can't. After the disaster is the plague, the world's medical level is too low, in case...

To the cold, I couldn’t help but lick my lips and said: "The northwest has not been stable recently. Zhao Qing still stays in Chang'an and helps him to shake it."

After the disaster relief, the locust rations that had been hoarded for several years were quickly sent to various places, and the Tai Pharma Department took the medicinal materials to treat the plague.

When the situation was fast and stable, the northwest came to expedite the military newspaper, and Liang Wang turned against it.

When I heard the news, I was relieved when I was cold, and there was a feeling that I finally came.

However, how is the flag of the fight still ‘诛奸佞,清君边’?