Ying'er's body gradually arched, and her charming face was buried in the quilt because of her shyness.

"Your Majesty, you are still young"

A gentle, muffled voice came from the quilt.

These words were like a basin of cold water pouring on Zhao Dongting's forehead.

I'm!

I am possessed by an eleven-year-old brat!

Only then did he remember this incident again.

He hurriedly retracted his hand that was terrifying on Ying Er and gently slapped himself, "Old Zhao, Lao Zhao, your mother is simply a demon of lust."

"Ahem!"

After deliberately coughing twice, Zhao Dongting tried his best to pretend to be serious, "I, I just want to see if you have the heart to serve me. Then what, you, wait by the side first!"

When Ying'er heard this, she came out of the quilt shyly and put on her clothes, "When the emperor is older, Ying'er will serve the emperor again."

Zhao Dongting looked at her cute look that she wanted to speak but stopped, and her heart couldn't help but feel evil again.

Ying Er is so well-behaved and full of classical beauty. He has never met such a gentle woman in his previous life.

No, I can't let the Southern Song Dynasty perish like this! Zhao Dongting thought hard in his heart.

God gave him the opportunity to be reborn, and he would never be willing to be a cowardly emperor of the end of the world, and he was killed before he could even become an adult. He had traveled through time and with modern knowledge, even if he could not restore the mountains and rivers, he could not let the Southern Song Dynasty die in his own hands.

What's more, there are beautiful maids like Ying Er waiting to pick them.

As a time traveler, Zhao Dongting still has a sense of superiority.

Thinking of this, Zhao Dongting immediately said to Ying'er: "Yinger, Xuan, all the ministers will meet you."

In his previous life, he had over ten years in charge of media companies and had already made Zhao Dongting develop a decisive and decisive personality.

He felt that his death was a bit strange. In history, Zhao Ying was only infected with wind and cold, so how could he be so easily?

Zhao Dongting wanted to ask clearly.

Ying'er nodded slightly and walked out the door.

Soon, people came in outside the door one after another. The leader was a plump beauty with a beautiful country, and she was in her mature years.

The eunuch Li Yuanxiu's unique duck voice came in, "The Empress Dowager is here."

Concubine Yang Shu, the mother of Emperor Zhao Sheng.

With Li Yuanxiu's voice, this character appeared in Zhao Dongting's mind. Unexpectedly, his biological mother was so beautiful.

He slowly sat up from the bed, rubbed his cheeks, and thought to himself: Since we have traveled through time, we must look like an emperor. We were killed by that woman in our previous life. Being the emperor this time is considered a compensation from God.

He doesn't care how history will change because of himself.

Furthermore, from the moment he possessed himself to the already dead Zhao Xing, history should have changed.

When Concubine Yang Shu, who was still surprised on her face, slowly walked to the bed, Zhao Dongting shouted softly, "My mother."

Concubine Yang Shu looked at her 27 or 28 years old and was extremely noble. Although she was a little tired and sad, she still looked extremely beautiful.

She looked at Zhao Dongting in surprise and asked softly: "Zhier, how do you feel?"

At this time, the sayings of ghosts and gods were extremely popular. Concubine Yang Shu looked at Zhao Dongting who had been resurrected from the dead. Although she was her own parent-child, she was also a little scared.

"Thank you for your concern for the queen. The emperor just feels a little weak, but"

Zhao Dongting said, his eyes flashed over Yang Shufei, looking at the five or six ministers and nobles behind her, but they didn't recognize her.

He did not integrate Zhao Shi's memory.

Seeing that he wanted to speak but stopped, Yang Shufei's eyebrows slightly raised, and she couldn't help but show some concern, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Dongting replied: "Mother, except for you, the child seems to be unable to remember anyone else."

"this"

Concubine Yang was slightly stunned, with a few doubts flashing in her eyes, and then she said to her back: "Doctor An, don't you show it to the emperor quickly."

"yes."

At the end of several ministers in the house, an elderly man with a goatee standing side by side with the eunuch Li Yuanxiu hurried to the bed.

His eyebrows were slightly locked, and his face looked a little pale.

When he arrived at the bed, he trembled and stretched out his hand, "Your Majesty, Rong Weichen will take your pulse."

Zhao Dongting stretched out his left hand and felt a little strange in his heart. It was just a pulmonary rush. Why was this imperial physician afraid of doing this?

Are you afraid that you are really a zombie?

He had a kind of intuition in his darkness, and always felt that Zhao's death was not as simple as infecting the cold.

Inside the house, it was quiet for a moment.

In the past few minutes, Doctor An withdrew his hand and bowed to Concubine Yang Shu and said, "Report to the Empress Dowager, God bless our dynasty. The Emperor's Dragon Embodied is not a big deal, but he is just a little weak in blood."

When Yang Shufei heard this, she frowned even deeper, "Why did she say that he only remembers this palace?"

"this"

Doctor An hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "It may be that the wind evil has penetrated into the bones and caused amnesia, but because the empress dowager is the most important in the emperor's heart, only the empress dowager can still be remembered."

Concubine Yang Shu didn't understand the medical skills and couldn't figure out the clues, so she could only nod her head as if she was unbelievable.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and asked: "Since the emperor is fine, why did you diagnose the emperor as terminally ill before?"

As the Queen Mother, she was naturally majestic and grand when she showed her power.

With only two thuds, Doctor An and the eunuch Li Yuanxiu both fell to the ground.

Doctor An straightforwardly beat up, "I am wrongly diagnosed, please spare my life!"

Li Yuanxiu slapped himself with a big slap, "I'm confused! I'm confused!"

Before, he shouted the words "The Emperor has passed away". Now he is afraid that Mo would hate Doctor An to death.

When Concubine Yang saw that her son was fine, she was said to be dead by the two of them. She was already angry. Seeing that they had no decent explanation, she was even more angry and waved her hand and said, "Pull it down and behead you."
Chapter completed!