For a long time, Zhao Han was always talking about sorting medicinal materials, and it seemed that he was extremely reluctant.

Then, this sentence may be the only thing that will work for him.

"Ouch!" Sure enough, Zhao Han, who was filled with sadness and loneliness on his face, suddenly frowned, and wanted to beat his chest and stamp his feet and looked at Hua: "Doctor Hua, I'll go later. Don't urge me."

"If you don't go, there will only be more medicinal materials in the backyard." Since it is useful, you must seize this opportunity: "Tell you in advance, no one will help you."

The confused and chaotic eyes suddenly became much clearer. Zhao Han looked at Hua with a frown: "Okay, okay, I'll..."

Before the word "go" was said, Zhao Han discovered something was wrong. He remembered that they encountered thick fog when crossing the river and overturned the boat. Now they were trapped in the cave, not in Miaochun Hall.

Since there is no Miaochun Hall, where did you come from the backyard? What sorting medicinal materials is even more false. Doctor Hua deliberately said: "When is it, do you still deliberately spend the time?"

Seeing that his eyes were clear and thought that his mind would have been restored, Hua smiled. Although he smiled unanimously, his words were softer than ever: "If I don't use you for so-called entertainment, what do you think you will do next?"

What are you doing? Zhao Han was prompted and noticed that there was a moment when he was uncontrollable. He thought of something and couldn't help but lower his head to look at his hands hanging beside him: "I, I've just been bewitched?"

Hua raised his eyebrows: "Seeing, this word is well used." If it is said to be control, then he is really not sure that he can awaken Zhao Han's consciousness.

"Look." Hua was not afraid of something beyond the ordinary cognition. He turned his body to the blue light that had not completely disappeared: "What do they want to do?"

The last little blue light flashed in the dark, just like a lantern hanging under the eaves, swaying in the cold wind, and the fire would be completely extinguished at any time. It looked extremely weak.

Zhao Han opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat choked and he didn't say anything in the end. He thought he was a little sympathetic, but this sympathy seemed to be nothing left than the other party's use of him.

The blue light was about to disappear, and this state seemed to cause its panic. After touching the ground within the light range, a voice came from the cave: "Save, save me!"

"Hmm?" Zhao Han's back was tight, and cold sweat suddenly soaked his inner clothes. He even felt that his eyes began to turn bright: "Who, who is talking?"

He actually knew the source of the sound, but he subconsciously wanted to avoid something, so he began to circulate in the cave with his eyes that he didn't understand very well.

"Here." Hua straightened him up.

Well, Hua's existence is his greatest uncontrollable. Even if you want to pretend to be stupid sometimes, it is impossible.

"Aren't you afraid?" Zhao Han was really scared. When he thought that he was controlled by something just now and didn't know what he had done, he felt cold all over. He always felt that something cold was lying on his back and would die at any time.

"It's going to die." It may not be suitable to describe it in this way, but the things represented by these blue lights are really coming, so what's scary about him: "It's better to see what they have to say."

Although Ling is not safe and sound, at least his life is true. This has forced him to start thinking about other speculations.

Or perhaps, even if they lose their intelligence, they are not as despicable as they imagined. In Zhao Han's words, they are actually very pitiful.

The blue light ball stagnated, perhaps because it lost its intelligence. It forgot what it was asking for help, but it kept repeating those two words. It was endless and extremely stubborn.

"Be careful." Hua was quick-eyed and quickly raised his hand to press Zhao Han's back. The two of them fell to the ground together.

Although Zhao Han's knees hurt because of the fall, he avoided the sudden flash of light inexplicable light: "It's probably crazy."

"You..." patted the dirty corner of his sleeve, and Hua's subordinate, who was about to pull Zhao Han, paused. From the perspective of slightly narrowing his eyes, it seemed that the situation was very serious.

"Me?" Just as I was about to ask what was wrong, Zhao Han felt a strong dizzy turn. This was different from the previous state of being bewitched. This time he came very vigorously and quickly, and he fainted without restraint at all.

This is a hot season, and the day comes with an unbearable feeling of anxiety. Even when you enter the night, you can hear a lot of noisy sounds of insects in the world that should be silent.

The inside and outside the palace walls are always locked at this time, and the voices are silent, but the patrolling guards are moving more and more frequently.

Eunuch Lu put on a coat for Mingye. Looking at the frown of His Majesty, he couldn't help but exhort him: "Your Majesty, why not go and rest for a while. I'll call you later."

It is simply a waste of time to review the memorials in this way. The pure oil is gone and the lamp is gone, and there is no efficiency at all.

Mingye naturally understood the truth that Eunuch Lu knew, so he pinched his eyebrows: "I can't sleep, so I'd better make more peace of mind by placing memorials. You can go down."

"Yes." Eunuch Lu obviously had nothing to say, which showed Mingye's decisive look. His identity was ahead, more sensitive than the civil and military officials of the court, and he could not transgress, so he had to respond softly and retreat.

"By the way." Although the door of the hall was open at night, the summer air was already dull. Occasionally, some wind blew, which brought nothing but the heat flow. Mingye didn't like the coat he was wearing: "Take it away."

"Yes." Eunuch Lu felt the irritability that Mingye forced to suppress, and he did not dare to delay. However, he could not forget the etiquette that the palace needed to follow, so he only took a step larger and faster speed.

From a clear perspective, it is no different from the past.

Seeing Eunuch Lu retreating, Mingye finally breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly raised his head from a pile of memorials.

Who would have thought that Tiansheng had just experienced two monarchs, and the people of the people were easily provoked, but the rebellion was initially revealed in various places.

Could it be that he was really not doing well enough? Mingye's eyes were red, and in addition to the bloodshots that were scattered day and night, there were actually one or two tears flowing.

However, he is the king, and his fragility and inconvenience are seen by outsiders, and he must not be able to do so.

Seeing Eunuch Lu really disappeared under the corridor and confirmed that he could not see everything in the hall, he turned his gaze to the map tiled on the table.

The mountains and rivers above were all captured by the late emperor and his soldiers inch by inch, and they used countless blood to pave the path of the emperor today.
Chapter completed!