"Prime Minister and gentlemen, Long Live Lord Long is not feeling well. I really can't see anyone today." Zhao Ruhai held Fuchen in his hand and walked out of the hall with a helpless expression. "You should go back first and catch up with Long Live Lord Dragon tomorrow." Come and see me when you are well."
"Long Live Lord Long is ill, and I am also very worried. Instead of going to the mansion to feel uneasy, it is better to wait here," Duan Zeng, the left prime minister, said with a kind face, "Father, there is no need to be embarrassed, just go back and have a good life." Just take care of Long Live Master, don’t worry about us old man.”
Fang Zeduan also had a smile on his face: "Father-in-law, hurry in and don't worry about us."
Zhao Ruhai could only shake his head, turned around and entered the Hall of Supreme Harmony again.
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Hall of Supreme Harmony.
Sleeping hall.
Before Zhao Ruhai entered the dormitory, he heard the sound of Lu Mingwei throwing a cup inside. He frowned, opened the curtain and walked in.
"You stupid thing! I asked you to make a cup of tea, but there was a piece of tea foam floating in it!" Lu Mingwei stared at Xiao Anzi and shouted, "Are you seeking death?!"
"Long live Lord, please forgive me! Long live Lord, please spare your life!" Xiao Anzi was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing like garlic. His face was sallow and his lips were gray. He was obviously frightened. "I don't dare to come anymore! I don't dare to come here anymore!"
"Why don't you get out of here quickly! Why don't you stay here and cause trouble for Long Live Lord?" Zhao Ruhai walked over and kicked Xiao Anzi hard while scolding him in a low voice.
"Yes, yes, I'm resigning! I'm resigning!" Xiao Anzi felt like he was being pardoned and climbed out in a hurry.
"Long live Lord, please calm down," Zhao Ruhai was so busy that he made Lu Mingwei another cup of maple dew tea and brought it over, saying respectfully, "Long live Lord, please take a sip of tea to moisten your throat."
Lu Mingwei did not take the tea cup, but leaned on the soft pillow, staring gloomily at the orange-red tea in the tea cup, with a look of anger on his face: "Is that old screwdriver still out there making tea?"
"To report to Lord Long Live, I just went out to take a look. The left prime minister and the right minister and the ministers are indeed guarding outside the palace," Zhao Ruhai said cautiously, "The left prime minister and the right minister are very worried about Lord Long Live's dragon body. I really can't help it." If you are willing to go home and wait anxiously for news, you can simply stay in the palace and wait for news."
"What's there to be anxious about? Is it possible that I'm going to kick my legs to death now?" Lu Mingwei held his lips coldly, "I don't want to stay to plead for that traitor."
"I saw that the ministers including the left minister and the right minister were really worried about Long Live Lord, and they didn't even mention a word about Prince Ning," Zhao Ruhai said while putting the tea cup in front of Lu Mingwei. , "The Imperial Physician Qin has told me that Long Live Lord will never be angry again. Long live Lord, you must listen to my advice."
"Huh," Lu Mingwei snorted coldly, but took the tea cup from Zhao Ruhai, took a sip, and then handed it to Zhao Ruhai, paused and said, "How is Prince Huai doing?"
"Long live the Lord, when Prince Ning sent someone to take Prince Huai back to the palace, he sent someone to the Imperial Hospital to invite the imperial doctor." Zhao Ruhai put the tea cup back on the table and said, "The imperial doctor just came over to answer the question. The prince only suffered a minor skin injury, and the imperial doctor has already given him medicine. He will be able to recover if he changes the medicine on time every day for the next seven or eight days."
"Didn't you say that Prince Huai fainted after being spanked twenty times with a cane?" Lu Mingwei asked with a frown.