The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

It's impossible to say it's not embarrassing.

Before he even finished speaking, this long fart broke the entire atmosphere.

Fortunately, the emperor was thick-skinned and held his stomach and asked Zhao Chen to wait for him here.

But he turned around and ran to the toilet in the back.

The emperor obviously ate too much braised food and his stomach was broken.

Lao Litou himself said that he had to eat some braised food every meal these two days.

Otherwise, I won’t have much appetite for eating.

Will eating like this prevent you from having diarrhea?

"Boy Zhao, come here!" Zhao Chen was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea and vaguely heard the emperor calling him.

Zhao Chen didn't move.

He remembered that there was no paper in this toilet.

If Lao Li Tou calls him now, doesn't he just want him to get him paper?

Get paper?

That is impossible.

Lao Li Tou is getting more and more aggressive lately, even though he says he doesn't care about those false reputations.

But it’s not okay for you, Mr. Li Tou, to just take all the credit for him.

This shouldn't make Lao Li squat on the toilet for several hours.

Anyway, it's still early, and Lao Li has a stomachache, so he has to go in when he comes out.

Just let him squat in there a little longer.

This is also for Lao Li Tou!

Lao Li's head and legs were numb.

He now regrets that he was so greedy that he even ate up his stomach.

Originally, he seemed quite embarrassed when he was with Zhao Chen just now.

After finally leaving for a while, I thought I could restore my aura.

Unexpectedly, not long after squatting down, Old Li Tou was shocked to find that there was no paper in the toilet.

He couldn't keep squatting here without paper.

Old Li Tou mustered up the courage to call Zhao Chen.

But I found that there was no response at all from outside.

Although he told Zhao Chen to wait for him outside.

But that guy, his own words mean nothing to him

It's of no use.

Who knows if Zhao Chen is still outside.

Squatting in the toilet all the time is never going to work.

The emperor knew that both Wu Jue and Xiao Li Zhi went to the academy, and other servants of the Zhao family would not come to the backyard.

Since Zhao Chen didn't speak, he must have gone out for something.

Then can he go find some paper?

"Boy Zhao, I have something to discuss with you!"

"are you still there?"

To be on the safe side, the emperor shouted again.

He didn't want Zhao Chen to see him looking for paper everywhere.

There was no response, and the emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that Zhao Chen's toilet paper was placed in a storage room not far from the toilet.

Just take two steps and you'll be there.

The emperor carefully opened the toilet door and glanced around. Fortunately, no one was nearby.

Lao Litou breathed a long sigh of relief.

He couldn't let others see him, the emperor, in such embarrassment.

"What are you..."

Just as the emperor was about to get out of the toilet, he heard Zhao Chen's surprised voice from the side.

Looking up, he saw Zhao Chen holding a stack of toilet paper in his hand.

He looked at himself strangely.

Lao Li Tou was stupid at that time.

He almost sat down on the ground.

"boom--"

The toilet door was slammed shut.

It was quite embarrassing for me today. As the emperor, Zhao Chen saw me in such an ugly state.

If this boy spreads this word, how can he, the emperor, face his ministers?

Do you want to kill that kid?

An idea suddenly came to Lao Li.

Zhao Chen also felt a little unhappy at this moment.

Overwhelmed.

I also thought about sending a piece of paper to Old Li Tou, after all, I couldn't really let the emperor use his hands.

But Zhao Chen didn't know that the emperor would be so anxious.

He just went to get some tissue paper, and Old Li almost got out.

Fortunately, there was no one else in the house, and Lao Li came out without holding up his pants.

"Well, Your Majesty, I'm going to paint portraits of the heroes of Lingyan Pavilion. This paper..."

"roll!"

"Hey, okay!" Zhao Chen dropped the paper, turned around and left.

If he doesn't leave at this time, then he will let Lao Litou find an opportunity to deal with him.

You need to run away quickly.

Zhao Chen walked for a long time before the emperor slowly opened the toilet door and reached out to pick up the toilet paper on the ground.

…

Changsun Wuji never thought that his sincere treatment of Li Chengqian would one day harm him.

After drinking a glass of wine in the East Palace that day, Changsun Wuji felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

After waking up, Li Chengqian told him that he had been poisoned by Li Chengqian.

It occurs once a month. If there is no antidote, the liver and intestines will definitely be broken.

If his eldest grandson Wuji is not loyal to Li Chengqian in the future, Li Chengqian will kill him.

No matter how much hatred Changsun Wuji felt in his heart, there was nothing he could do at that time.

He really couldn't imagine that Li Chengqian would do such a cruel thing to him.

"Master, are you feeling better today?" The housekeeper in Changsun's Mansion was also a little strange at this moment.

Ever since Changsun Wuji came back from the East Palace, he had not left the house for several days.

He was also asked to secretly search for Sun Simiao.

But Sun Simiao took the students from Chang'an Medical College to the mountains to collect medicine, and he didn't know when he would be back.

"Sun Simiao hasn't been found yet?" Changsun Wuji raised his head, a flash of fierceness flashing between his brows.

He now wants to die together with Li Chengqian

All the laws are there.

I helped him like that, and he poisoned himself.

"No, the people in Wannian County said that he took the medical students to the mountains to collect medicine. He doesn't know when he will come back!" The housekeeper shook his head.

"My master, I'm not feeling well. Why don't I go find the imperial doctor to take a look!" The housekeeper was worried about Changsun Wuji's health.

Changsun Wuji did not dare to let the imperial doctor treat him.

If Li Chengqian knew this, wouldn't he be dead?

"No need, it's just a minor problem. Don't tell anyone about my illness. If Sun Simiao comes back, invite him here secretly!" Changsun Wuji ordered, waving his hand to indicate to the housekeeper that he could leave.

The butler cupped his hands and was about to leave when he saw a servant running up and whispering something in his ear.

"Master, Zhao Chen is here!" the housekeeper and Changsun Wuji said.

"Who?" Changsun Wuji didn't react for a moment.

"Zhao Chen, Duke Wannian, said he came to paint for the master's family!" the housekeeper and Changsun Wuji explained.

"Painting?" Changsun Wuji was stunned for a moment and then understood.

I knew that Zhao Chen must be here for the matter of Lingyan Pavilion.

In the past, Changsun Wuji must have been extremely concerned about this matter.

But now, his life is in Li Chengqian's hands.

What could be more precious than his life?

"Master, didn't you say before that Zhao Chen cured the Queen's illness? You can show him, maybe..."

"Yes, you are right, let him... no, I will invite him personally!" Changsun Wuji said with joy on his face.

Only then did he realize that Sun Simiao had said that his medical skills were far inferior to those of Zhao Chen.

Sun Simiao can't be found, but it might be better if Zhao Chen is there.

It’s just that the relationship between Zhao Chen and him is not good, Zhao Chen may not necessarily help him!

But now, Changsun Wuji has no choice.