Would You Like to Have a Drink

Outside the door, holding a palace lantern, the Emperor Yuan in his dark gold ceremonial robe walked in with his hands behind his back. Behind him was a familiar figure in a red robe and white fur coat, leisurely strolling.

At first, Zong Luo didn’t notice. He lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, but he heard the Emperor Yuan coldly say, “What ceremony? Cover yourself with the quilt and lie down!”

So he silently pulled the quilt back and looked up. Coincidentally, he directly faced Yu Beizhou, who was standing behind the Emperor Yuan, staring at him with the corners of his mouth curved.

Zong Luo: “…..”

Emperor Yuan didn’t notice their subtle undercurrents. After asking the imperial physician, he turned around. “Heard from Eunuch Meng words, you went to sleep early last night after taking your medicine. Why did you suddenly catch a cold?”

Zong Luo again: “……..”

Thinking about why he got this unlucky and miserable cold, he couldn’t help but glare fiercely at Yu Beizhou, whose smile was becoming more and more intense.

But this was something he absolutely couldn’t say in front of his father.

Not to mention that he sneaked out in the middle of the night to stay up late, and even ran to the dark room under the study of the King of Beining’s Mansion. After fighting with Yu Beizhou for three hundred rounds, both of them got excited. He had no choice but to sneak back in embarrassment, found himself still erect so he took a cold bath, which led to the cold. This was too absurd and unbelievable.

Just the first half would be too much if his father knew, let alone the second half that shattered Zong Luo’s worldview.

So he had to awkwardly say, “This son is not clear.”

This voice was too soft and weak, Emperor Yuan almost didn’t need to discern, he knew that Zong Luo was lying.

The cold and solemn emperor squinted his eyes, “Zhen heard that after you woke up in the middle of the night, you ordered the servants to prepare a pool of cold water and soaked in it for a whole incense stick’s time?”

In the silent room, there was suddenly a low laugh from Yu Beizhou, who was not hiding it at all.

Zong Luo swore that his face was definitely red now. But because he had a fever, his whole face was red, so nothing could be seen.

He never thought that what he had denied and evaded in front of Yu Beizhou yesterday would be exposed by the Emperor Yuan in front of Yu Beizhou.

It’s really worthy of being his biological father. He thought despairingly.

“Your Majesty, perhaps the Third Highness had a nightmare last night?”

Just as Zong Luo was thinking about how to argue, Yu Beizhou, who had been acting as a mascot behind him, spoke with a smile.

“Oh?”

Emperor Yuan was just discussing matters with Yu Beizhou.

The New Year had also passed, and in about half a month, the Great Yuan would be ready to reorganize its troops and start expanding again.

Now only the Wei and Yu countries were left. Even if these two countries join forces, facing the Great Yuan, it’s just a matter of who dies first and who dies later.

But there was still a need to prioritize.

Wei Country dominated the nations in the early years, and its foundation was still there. It would take some time to concentrate its forces. It’s better to start with Yu Country. Now it’s a two-front war, concentrating forces to take down Yu Country first, making a feint in front of Wei Country, waiting to incorporate Yu Country, reorganize the forces, and then take down Wei in one fell swoop.

In terms of quick attacks, Yu Beizhou and Zong Luo were both good hands.

After the servants reported that the Third Prince had woken up, Emperor Yuan got up directly. Unexpectedly, Yu Beizhou was surprised to say that the Third Prince was actually sick and needed to be comforted, so he brought people over.

“Sometimes I have nightmares in the middle of the night, and I will feel irritable and get up to take a cold bath.”

Yu Beizhou said, “It’s just that the Third Highness has always been very robust, and occasionally catches a cold. Your Majesty doesn’t need to worry too much. With His Highness’s body, recovery is naturally not a difficult thing.”

Hearing him say this, Emperor Yuan’s expression slightly eased, and he didn’t ask Zong Luo why he had to take a cold bath last night. Instead, he called the medical sage to come over and let them treat the Third Prince well.

Unexpectedly, the final rescue was Yu Beizhou.

Zong Luo’s brain was burning badly now, and he didn’t have the leisure to think about what bad ideas this person was thinking in his head.

After watching Emperor Yuan, this big Buddha, went out, Zong Luo ordered the servants to guard the sleeping chamber well, continued to pull the quilt, and fell asleep in a daze.

Perhaps it was because of the effect of the medicine, he slept in a daze again.

When he woke up again, Zong Luo already had a sense of not knowing what year this evening was.

He opened his eyes and sat up reluctantly, only feeling that his head was a little clearer than when he woke up last time, but his stomach was still empty and extremely uncomfortable.

Just as Zong Luo was about to get up, he turned his head and bumped into a pair of bottomless black eyes full of smiles.

Yu Beizhou moved a chair over, sat leisurely by his bed, one hand propping his head, looking at him with a smile. “Senior Brother, good morning.”

Zong Luo: “……”

Good morning, good morning, good morning you big ghost!

“Servant.”

He raised his hand to call the servants, to ask them why they put this disaster into his sleeping chamber, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was startled by his own hoarse voice.

“Senior brother, don’t be in a hurry, it’s quiet at night at present, who will come here.”

Yu Beizhou sighed, “It’s just this Junior brother who cares about you and will come to serve you.”