Chapter 1 The Emperor’s Secret

Style: Historical Author: Scholar Who Walks the NightWords: 2787Update Time: 24/01/11 17:26:53
"Mom, I'm just hanging out, don't be nervous."

"Uh huh... No, I order you to come in immediately!"

Daxia Dynasty.

The queen's bedroom.

A comfortable snort with a nasal sound echoed on the phoenix couch. Queen Dugu Mingyue's phoenix robe fell off her willow waist, revealing her snow-white jade back. At this moment, a pair of men's hands were caressing it.

"Then the queen must hold back."

"Hiss... Xiao Zhaozi, I feel so comfortable..."

There was a handsome eunuch sitting next to the phoenix couch. Seeing the queen's ecstasy, Zhao Wujiang smiled inwardly.

Can you feel uncomfortable?

It has been three years since he traveled to this world. Zhao Wujiang has been practicing medical skills with his third uncle. He has become proficient in the Taiyi Xuan acupuncture method of moving qi.

In his previous life, Zhao Wujiang lived in confusion for half his life. He had no money and no power, and his wife stole a man. In this life, he will use his medical skills to dominate the court and get drunk at the knees of beauties.

Seeing the stunning woman in front of him, Zhao Wujiang crossed his legs to avoid others seeing his masculinity.

After all, he is a fake eunuch and a real man.

The original owner's third uncle Zhao Shou was the chief eunuch in the harem. After learning that Zhao Wujiang, the only child of the old Zhao family, was sent to the palace, he used his means to let Zhao Wujiang be a little eunuch in the harem without having to cleanse himself. At the same time, you can still be protected by him.

However, the third uncle suddenly died suddenly seven days ago. No one knows the identity of Zhao Wujiang's fake eunuch anymore, but...

Zhao Wujiang also lost his asylum.

——This palace is deep and I have no relatives, so I need to be careful and careful every step of the way!

——And who is the person who killed my third uncle?

Zhao Wujiang's heart surged, he took away the silver needle and continued massaging his jade back.

"Your acupuncture and massage skills really impress me. No wonder Lao Zhaozi recommends you to me."

"I thank the Empress for her praise. I am proficient in acupuncture, massage, seeking children and nourishing Yang, and beauty care. If the Empress needs it in the future, she can seek help from her. Being able to serve the Empress is a blessing that I have earned in my previous life. I will devote myself to it without any reservation in the future." Gurgling loyalty.”

Even if he wears a lot of hats, Zhao Wujiang knows that now he is in urgent need of a backer.

And Dugu Mingyue is the biggest backer in the palace.

The previous emperor passed away, the new emperor was incompetent, and the imperial power fell away. The Dugu family was the founder of the royal family, and its power was overwhelming. As the queen, Dugu Mingyue was left behind the curtain to listen to the government.

Zhao Wujiang's hands held Empress Dugu's slender yet voluptuous waist, which looked like a pair of plump and perky buttocks.

The roc rises with the wind in one day, and it rises straight up... well... it soars up to 90,000 miles. I, Zhao Wujiang, will definitely not disgrace the travelers!

"Xiao Zhaozi."

"The slave is here."

Dugu Mingyue waved his hand, and all the maids around him retreated.

"You said you could ask your son to help Yang, so why don't you think His Majesty touches me?"

Empress Dugu's beautiful face was covered with charm that was revealed inadvertently due to her comfort. After finishing, she put on a silky and thin close-fitting brocade dress, which outlined her exquisite and graceful body.

Um?

The emperor never touched the queen?

Such a beauty, her husband actually doesn't touch her?

"Go back to your Majesty, I will only know after seeing Your Majesty."

"Then you go and have a look. I have asked the imperial doctors to diagnose His Majesty many times, but they could not find the cause. Instead, they were killed by His Majesty."

——? ? ?

——Then why are you still letting me go?

Dugu Mingyue's eyes fell on Zhao Wujiang, "You are just a little eunuch. Maybe His Majesty is not prepared for you. Your Majesty is in the meeting hall now. You go with Qing'er to find out the reason."

Dugu Mingyue added, "If you can't find out the reason, come and see me."

"Slave, go right away."

Zhao Wujiang's face twitched.

died!

dying!

Third uncle, I'm sorry for you!

Zhao Wujiang left Fengqi Palace with his hands in his sleeves and a stiff smile.

Outside the meeting hall, the door is open.

The Queen's personal maid Qing'er walked in front, Zhao Wujiang followed. Looking at Qing'er's beautiful back, she was only twenty years old and was already Queen Dugu's confidant, with first-rate figure and appearance.

As soon as I arrived, I heard scoldings coming from inside.

"Wait first."

"Yes, sister Qing'er."

He stood quietly outside the door, his eyes lowered, not looking at what was happening in the meeting hall, but his peripheral vision had already captured the scene in the hall.

One emperor and many ministers.

The thin and frail Emperor Xuanyuan Jing of Great Xia sat on the dragon chair, with handsome eyebrows and a little dignity. At this moment, he waved his arms to vent his anger.

"Where's the money? I'll ask you again, where's the money? There's a big disaster in Yunzhou, where's the money allocated for disaster relief? Ah!"

An old minister knelt on the ground with his head buried deeply:

"Your Majesty, the treasury is empty... the Ministry of Finance... is raising funds..."

The Emperor of Great Xia, who was sitting on the dragon throne, had an angry look on his face. These ministers had deceived him not long after he ascended the throne and had a shallow foundation. They embezzled the treasury. Now, the Great Xia court could not even allocate money for disaster relief.

Another minister stood out of the queue, his words lacked awe and were more preachy:

"Your Majesty, things have priorities. Things in Yunzhou will be discussed later. Now that General Zhao, who is in charge of the northern border, is ill, the imperial court has to send a general to guard the northern border to prevent those grassland thieves from causing trouble..."

"Yes, Your Majesty, internal problems will be solved by themselves. Now we need to focus more on external border defense!"

"Your Majesty, I think General Dugu is the best candidate today."

"I agree, General Dugu has outstanding military exploits. If he were to take charge of the northern border, those northern barbarians would not dare to invade our territory of Great Xia."

"With the reputation of General Dugu, if Your Majesty issues an order immediately, the soldiers on the northern border will be reassured!"

Courtiers kept coming out of the queue.

Emperor Xuanyuan looked gloomy. Since he ascended the throne, there is indeed no one available to him.

Many ministers intended to cling to the Dugu family, and the General Dugu they recommended was none other than Empress Dugu's brother, Dugu Tianqing.

The Dugu clan was so powerful in the Great Xia Dynasty of Nuo Da that their luxuriant branches and leaves were about to cover half of the sky. Many people whispered in private that they were nothing more than puppets supported by the Dugu family during the pilgrimage.

"This matter is of great importance. Please allow me to think about it again. Dear ladies, please step aside."

Xuanyuan Jing rubbed his eyebrows and said with suppressed anger.

Some ministers immediately shouted:

"Your Majesty, this matter is urgent..."

"I said stand down!"

Xuanyuan Jing raised his eyebrows and roared.

The atmosphere became tense for a moment, and the ministers quickly bowed their heads and retreated angrily.

The courtiers passed by Zhao Wujiang one after another, without even looking at this lowly little eunuch, and kept to themselves talking pleasantly to their colleagues.

Zhao Wujiang lowered his eyebrows and stared at the bluestone slab under his feet. After the ministers left, Qing'er led Zhao Wujiang into the hall:

"Your Majesty, by order of the Queen, I am bringing Xiao Zhaozi here to diagnose your pulse."

Xuanyuan Jing glanced at Zhao Wujiang and frowned: "Are you the little eunuch the Queen mentioned?"

Phew, it seems that the Queen has told him, it’s okay... Zhao Wujiang lowered his eyes:

"Your Majesty, you are just a slave."

Xuanyuan Jing had a cold face... The Queen's people, even a dead eunuch, wouldn't kneel down when they saw me?

"Go away, I'm not sick!"

"Well……"

If I just leave like this, I will be beheaded by the queen when I go back...

Qing'er seemed to have anticipated the emperor's reaction, and said: "Your Majesty, the queen said that your majesty thinks that all imperial doctors are quacks, but Xiao Zhaozi is not an imperial doctor, but a medical skill passed down from his ancestors. Your majesty works day and night, and the dragon body is tired. The empress is worried." Your food and accommodation are tasteless..."

Xuanyuan Jing wanted to continue to get angry, but after hearing the queen's words, his face became a little more fearful.

"The medical skills passed down from our ancestors are just quacks."

The emperor glanced at Zhao Wujiang. Apart from being good-looking, he was useless. The queen must have been seriously ill and sought medical treatment.

At first, he was afraid that the imperial doctor would find out his secret, but this little eunuch with a quack doctor...maybe he could use it to silence the queen.

"Forget it, everyone else, step back!"

Qing'er pushed Zhao Wujiang's hand and motioned for him to come up, then closed the door and left.

Zhao Wujiang and Xuanyuan Jing were left in the room.

Zhao Wujiang sat across from him, pressing one hand on Xuanyuan Jing's pulse point and narrowing his eyes slightly.

The emperor in front of him looked very young, with handsome eyebrows, fair cheeks and wrists. More importantly, Zhao Wujiang could faintly smell a faint fragrance.

This fragrance is very charming. It is not comparable to the kind of artificial spices. It is very natural and clear.

"Hurry up, I still have many memorials."

Xuanyuan Jing looked at Zhao Wujiang quietly, the coldness in his eyes unabated.

Feeling his pulse, Zhao Wujiang's eyes suddenly rippled soon.

Boom——

So that’s the case, no wonder you don’t favor your concubines and don’t sleep with Queen Dugu. At first, I thought it was just that the emperor was afraid that Queen Dugu would grow up in the palace. It turns out that you, a little emperor, are also a woman!