Jia Cong guessed and told the emperor about his struggle history. Although he had traveled halfway through time and had never really lived in the Jia Mansion, he had been there for almost a year, and he was still very familiar with the sentient beings in the Jia Mansion.

Just like Jia Huan, he was born in a villain just like himself. He really looked down on him in the mansion. There were not many people who really like him. This kid was so familiar with this day and night.

Therefore, when talking about the miserable childhood in the past, the emperor felt more and more distressed, and his tears almost never dried up.

The two of them said and cried like this. After only one cup of tea, Jia Cong told Jia Cong about the experience of more than ten years. As for many subtleties, he had never experienced it. He was afraid that if he would reveal his feelings too much, the emperor was really not easy to deceive.

But even so, the emperor was already crying all over the floor when he heard this, and hugged Jia Cong and cried, "Good boy, it's really a pain for you. It's all my fault. Don't worry, from now on, Dad will never let you suffer any grievances."

Jia Cong was speechless and didn't know how to respond. If he agreed randomly, wouldn't he admit that he was his son reincarnated?

But if you don’t admit it, you will never be able to do it. The person in front of you is always the emperor. He dare not take the other person’s face, for fear that he will become angry again and again, so he will be really bad.

When I was struggling here, I didn't know what to do. The emperor looked at him affectionately and said softly: "Good boy, Daddy wants to hear you call him Daddy..."

“～～”

Jia Cong was speechless and felt very nervous. Once he called out this dad, everything would be different. No matter whether it was a blessing or a disaster, he could no longer escape.

"This...this..."

Jia Cong was embarrassed and looked at the emperor with timid eyes. He was forced to tears, and he felt distressed again when he saw him.

"Good boy, just call me once. Daddy has never heard you call me Daddy. You were still in your infancy at that time..."

The more the emperor became, the more guilty and fearful Jia Cong was, and his lips were trembling, which was really embarrassing.

"Emperor, Emperor..."

He was forced to have no way out when a call suddenly came from outside. Jia Cong let out a secret breath, but the emperor was so angry that his face turned pale. He walked to the door a few steps and kicked it.

"Clang"

After a loud bang, the exquisite wooden door of the Beijing Palace immediately turned into pieces. A large number of criminals knelt down in the yard outside the door, each of whom was terrified and terrified.

The leader was King Beijing. He knelt on the ground tremblingly, followed by more than a dozen imperial physicians.

The emperor's face looked even more ugly and he scolded: "Why did it come so late? Do you have to wait until someone dies before you come over?"

The emperor looked ugly and his words were even more ugly. Everyone kowtowed continuously after hearing this.

"Why don't you get in and treat my beloved son... Isn't you tired of living?"

The imperial physicians looked like earth, and they rolled and crawled into the outer room. They took turns to treat the emperor almost every day. It can be said that they were very familiar with Tianyan, but they had never seen the emperor so cruelly.

Besides, what was the emperor shouting just now?

Love son? Love son?

Who is whose beloved son?

Could it be that the young man in the house was actually the illegitimate son of the emperor who was wandering away?

Everyone suddenly realized that no wonder the emperor was so anxious, so that's it...

At this moment, everyone thought they understood why, and rushed into the room just as if they were desperate and treated Jia Cong with all their might.

"this……"

Jia Cong was heartbroken and let everyone take the pulse and check the wound. He was surrounded by people for a while, so he didn't have to look at the emperor's expression.

King Beijing couldn't help but wonder when he heard what he had just said: What kind of love son, where did he come from? He grew up with the emperor since childhood, and he didn't know what happened, and when did he have an illegitimate child?

But, if you are not an illegitimate child, what will you say about your beloved son?

Has this young master Jia even deceived the emperor? He really has the means.

He was thinking about it here, and suddenly he heard the emperor ask: "King Beijing, is the trauma medicine in your home still effective? Have you added anything randomly?"

King Beijing was stunned when he heard this, then he figured it out and looked around. Sure enough, there was a trauma medicine he had taken to get on the table. Seeing that the medicine was almost gone, he felt extremely painful, but he had to laugh and said, "Your Majesty, I accidentally heard of an ancient prescription many years ago. It took many years of effort to configure it, and it should be that the effect was as effective as a god."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the imperial physicians over there reply:

"Report to the emperor, this young master's wound is closed and there is nothing serious."

"Report to the emperor, this young master has a steady pulse and I don't think there will be any serious trouble."

"Back to the emperor, this young master is a little pale in color. I'm afraid it's because of excessive blood loss. I'll open a pharmacy and drink it for three days to recover as before..."

...

After hearing the imperial physicians' report, the emperor finally felt relieved, his face relaxed greatly, and he waved his hand and ordered: "As long as it's okay, you go back to the Imperial Hospital to prescribe all the medicine for me and send it here!"

After hearing this, the imperial physicians rushed out and left for a moment.

King Beijing saw that he was nothing left, so he gritted his teeth and took half of the remaining hemostatic medicine and handed it to Jia Cong, and said with a smile: "Good brother, just use this medicine. This hemostatic medicine is very effective."

Jia Cong hurriedly took it with a smile and thanked him casually. The emperor snorted coldly and sat down for a while. After a while, he snorted coldly and asked, "Where is that person outside, have you cleaned him up?" King Beijing quickly replied, "Yes, he has been put into prison. Just wait for the emperor to get out of prison, and the emperor has to give an order."

After hearing this, the emperor lowered his head and thought for a while before saying, "No hurry, he and the boy from the East Palace imagined it so much, there will always be a useful day."

King Beijing hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Jia Cong sat aside and listened to the conversation between the two people, and his neck hurts and he feels a little drowsy after he has healed so much blood. He immediately said with courage and whispered: "Emperor... King Beijing... Caomin... Caomin is so uncomfortable that he wants to leave first."

Before King Beijing could speak, the emperor hurriedly shouted: "Cong'er, how are you doing? Does it still hurt? Those imperial physicians are useless. I will invite you the most wise doctor to see you, okay?"

His tone was extremely gentle and concerned. He heard Jia Cong was very embarrassed, and King Beijing felt uncomfortable all over when he heard it:

A tiger that eats people insists on learning from sheep to scream, so it’s not afraid of people!

Jia Cong hurriedly replied: "Thank you, the emperor is worried. There is nothing wrong with the grass-roots people. They are just tired and just want to go home and rest well."

The emperor felt relieved when he heard this, and turned his head and glared at King Beijing.

King Beijing was puzzled: What does this have to do with me? The idea was not yours, but now I blame me...
Chapter completed!