Yu Wenhao comforted him: "Stop howling. When you get to the father, if he hears you howling all the time, he will call you a coward."
King Qi was so painful that he could not speak. He groaned and dragged his feet. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Brother, please carry me."
"Your wound is in the front. Wouldn't it be more painful if I carry you?" Yu Wenhao felt worried when he saw him like this. Why can't he bear the pain so much?
I remember that Lao Yuan entered the palace with injuries all over his body, but he managed to survive like this. Lao Qi is worse than a girl.
"I would rather have diaphragm pain than tearing and hurting like this." King Qi stopped and waved his hands feebly. His face was completely white, and even his lips had no blood.
Yu Wenhao had no choice but to carry him on his back. As he carried him on his back, King Qi shouted "Yeah, yeah, yeah" again.
Yu Wenhao asked: "Is it possible?"
King Qi looked back at Eunuch Mu Ru with difficulty, with a sad face, "Why don't you carry me away."
Eunuch Mu Ru had already asked the palace attendants who came out of the palace to deliver the order. Doctor Cao replied that the injury was not that serious. The chest wound was fine, but the abdominal wound was deeper.
Therefore, seeing King Qi like this, Eunuch Mu Ru couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Did the imperial doctor fail to check clearly? Is it possible that the internal organs were injured?"
King Qi took a breath and said, "No internal organs were hurt."
Seeing that he was like this, Eunuch Mu Ru said, "Well, let's carry him away."
There is no shoulder carriage or stretcher. To carry it, one person lifts the shoulders and the other person lifts the legs. The head is sunk, and the lantern handle must be held in the mouth.
However, this is better than walking alone.
King Qi looked at the dark sky. The light of the lights was not enough to illuminate the night in the palace.
He just felt that everything seemed like a world away.
I don’t know why it became like this while walking.
I still feel very sad.
Especially when she thought about the injuries she suffered in the end, she had to go to the palace to complain.
"My lord, please walk slower. I can't move my legs." Eunuch Mu Ru was responsible for lifting his shoulders. Prince Qi's head kept hitting his crotch. It was neither good to walk fast nor to walk slow.
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Yu Wenhao stopped and said: "No, walking like this will make you more tired. Lao Qi, please bear with me, I will carry you."
After he finished speaking, he directly pushed King Qi up, holding his butt with one hand and his middle waist with the other, using Qinggong with his feet, and left quickly.
In this way, he ran all the way to the imperial study room. Emperor Ming Yuan happened to come out to relax his muscles and bones, and saw him arriving with King Qi in his arms.
He quickly wanted to put down King Qi and salute, but Emperor Ming Yuan looked at him lightly and said, "Kneel down here and hold him up. You are not allowed to put him down without my will."
Yu Wenhao's hands were so tired that he thought he could finally put them down, but little did he know that his father was now making things difficult for him and he didn't dare to disobey!
He had no choice but to kneel down with trembling legs and continue to support King Qi with both hands.
If King Qi wants to balance, he cannot move his hands and must maintain a fixed posture.
But how tiring is it to kneel and lift?
King Qi, who was being lifted up, had to hang his feet and head because of pain in his abdomen, so as not to strain his abdominal Dantian. His feet were hanging in front of Yu Wenhao, and they were closer than his feet.
It was a pair of buttocks that almost hung down to his forehead.
Yu Wenhao sighed in his heart, he was in trouble.
Emperor Ming Yuan was strolling in the courtyard, stretching his muscles, while Eunuch Mu Ru followed behind, looking back at Yu Wenhao and King Qi worriedly.
Yu Wenhao's hands were getting lower and lower, and his body was almost crushed.
The time for this cup of tea has passed.
The time spent burning incense has passed.
He lay half-lying on the ground, hunched his back, and used the strength of his head and back to support King Qi's body, but his hands were still raised and could not be put down.
He was panting like an ox.
King Qi also felt that the most difficult moment in his life was this moment. Instead, he was so heartbroken by Chu Mingcui that he didn't seem to care that much and just hoped that this moment would pass quickly.
Finally, Emperor Ming Yuan walked back to the stone steps and said calmly: "Come in!"
Yu Wenhao squatted forward and lowered his hands. He didn't care whether King Qi would fall down. Anyway, his hands were completely numb. King Qi followed the trend and slid down, still pressing on him, but he was finally more comfortable.
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After resting for a while, the two brothers helped each other and pulled their heads in.
After entering, Emperor Ming Yuan was already sitting on the dragon chair. He slapped the table and said angrily: "Kneel down!"
All four legs knelt down with a snap.
Emperor Ming Yuan's eyes were stern, and he got angry at Yu Wenhao first, "There are rumors that you and Princess Qi are having a secret affair. What's going on?"
When Yu Wenhao heard this and saw that Eunuch Mu Ru was sent to guard outside, he knew that tonight was a conversation between father and son, not between king and minister.
He said aggrievedly: "I really don't have a son."
King Qi also defended him, "Father, the fifth brother really doesn't have it."
"You still say?" Emperor Ming Yuan was furious, "Your wife said this and said it was your accusation."
King Qi was no longer surprised or sad at all, and argued: "Father, I have never said such a thing."
Emperor Ming Yuan looked at the two of them and breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he said sternly: "Now you say there is no more? Why do you accuse your fifth brother so arrogantly today?"
"I really don't have any children." King Qi said in a daze.
Emperor Ming Yuan didn't listen to him at all, and glanced at Yu Wenhao coldly, "When these words spread, others will not believe that they are groundless. If you correct yourself in everything, how can others frame you? Do you know your guilt?"
Yu Wenhao admitted that he was unlucky and said, "I know my guilt!"
"Pull them down, each with ten boards. If King Qi is injured, King Chu will bear it for you!" Emperor Ming Yuan ordered.
King Qi looked at Yu Wenhao with sympathy and guilt. He didn't dare to say anything about the beating. He couldn't bear it.
Yu Wenhao really didn't expect that he just put on the staff without asking a few questions, and he once again admitted that he was unlucky.
He was dragged down, and King Qi was also taken to Dongnuang Pavilion to see his injuries.
Yu Wenhao's twenty cracking sticks were quickly finished, and he was dragged back and thrown into the imperial study room, where he was kneeling.
The main hall is closed.
The lights were shining brightly, making Yu Wenhao's face as white as King Qi's just now.
"Do you know why I want to hit you?" Emperor Ming Yuan's tone became much gentler.
"The son himself is not upright." Yu Wenhao was a little angry and beat him directly without giving any explanation.
"I'm beating you to show your brother." Emperor Ming Yuan came down, helped him up personally, looked at him and said seriously: "No matter who said this, there will always be rumors about your brother in the future.
In his ears, if he doesn't care today, he may not care in the future if people talk too much. If you receive this beating first, he will owe you something in his heart, because he knows that Chu Mingcui made up these words in the first place."
Yu Wenhao exclaimed, "Father, are you trying to get rid of me?"
Emperor Ming Yuan said calmly: "Anyway, I'm not the one suffering. Does it hurt?"
Yu Wenhao stretched out his hand and touched the back, "The guard touched it gently, it doesn't hurt much."
Emperor Ming Yuan's tone became even gentler, "Well, go out and get twenty more."
Yu Wenhao shook violently and almost vomited blood and fell to the ground. He asked in disbelief: "Father, are you serious?"
Emperor Ming Yuan said coldly: "If you don't want to accept these twenty sticks, just think of a way to happily divorce Chu Mingcui without damaging Chu Shoufu's face. Then these twenty sticks can be avoided."