Huang Chenling asked worriedly: "Doctor Li, can these chicken pox subside within five days?" Because the sixth day was the wedding of Huang Fengmo and Yan Ruocheng. He absolutely could not attend it looking so ugly.
Dr. Li shook his head and said with some difficulty: "I'm afraid it can't be so fast. The chickenpox needs a process of subsidence. It will take at least seven or eight days to disappear without any trace. Within five days, it is the middle stage, and it may be worse than it is now.
Be conspicuous."
After Huang Chenling heard this, she became as negative as a bolt from the blue. She held the table unsteadily and said, "Then I still need to meet people."
Imperial Physician Li comforted him and said, "Your Majesty, you can discuss political affairs through screens or gauze curtains for these seven or eight days. You can discuss political affairs even if you are not prevented from meeting with officials."
"Okay, Dr. Li, go ahead and boil the medicine. It's best to give me some medicinal soup that will help me heal myself as quickly as possible." Huang Chenling waved her hand and asked Dr. Li to step back. She wanted to be alone for a while.
Dr. Li walked a few steps, as if he had forgotten something. He turned back and said to him: "Your Majesty, there is another important thing. You are not allowed to bathe or wash your body in these seven or eight days. After all, you have already been discharged.
Chickenpox, even if it is caused by poison, is the same. Do not go near water."
This hit Huang Chenling even harder. He was asked to go without washing for seven or eight days. How could he survive? As a mysophobic person, he would bathe more than twice, but now he is really not feeling well. He did it for no reason.
Skin problems all over the body can be a disaster from heaven.
Time passed day by day, and soon it was the night before Yan Ruocheng's official wedding.
"One comb to the end, two combs for white hair to eyebrow level, three combs for the whole family." Her second mother, He Qiuyue, was combing her hair again, completing the three comb ceremony.
This made Yan Ruozhen recall the time when she ran away from marriage. If she hadn't run away from marriage, she would not have met Huang Chenling and be hired by Huang Fengmo to be a medical servant.
A lot of things happened, and there were secret arrangements, but she still failed to marry the true love in her heart, Huang Chenling.
She smiled bitterly, and the second mother, He Qiuyue, thought she was smiling happily.
"Ruocheng, your life is so good. Even with Xiaoling, you can marry the eldest prince and enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth. It is really a blessing you cultivated in your previous life." He Qiuyue said enviously.
"Then I would rather exchange this blessing for His Highness's health. Er Niang, please take good care of His Highness at the wedding tomorrow. You know what I am worried about. If you do it well, Your Highness will not treat you badly."
Yan Ruocheng said pleadingly.
"You are my half daughter, and I will help you, my second mother. If you are good, so are we." He Qiuyue will naturally help. After all, Yan Ruozhen can climb a branch and become a phoenix, so being a relative will naturally be beneficial.
"That's good."
"It's done. You should go to bed early and be a beautiful bride tomorrow. Don't run away from the wedding this time."
He Qiuyue put down the comb, finished jokingly, and went out to leave.
Yan Ruozhen looked at herself in the bronze mirror quietly, and said calmly to the mirror: "This play can deceive everyone, but it can't deceive yourself either. Just smile, and you will meet Chen Ling as another person tomorrow."
Already."
As he spoke, his eyes became wet unconsciously, and he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, but they still fell down unconsciously.
She looked at herself crying in the mirror and realized that she really missed Huang Chenling so much. She was crying, but she forced herself to smile.
Because she had to make a firm decision in her heart to take good care of Huang Fengmo.
On the morning of the next day, red cloth was fluttering in the courtyard, and the whole courtyard was already filled with cheerful music.
The time was almost up, and she sipped the rouge paper again, dyed her lips red, put on a golden phoenix crown, put on a gorgeous gold-red embroidered scarf, and wore a red wedding dress. Compared with the first time, this time,
She is absolutely gorgeous and exudes a noble temperament.
Huang Fengmo's red sedan chair procession has arrived. The sedan chair and the procession are very spectacular, and people come out to watch it one after another.
Because Huang Fengmo had difficulty moving, his bodyguards carried Yan Ruocheng into the red sedan chair.
Huang Fengmo was already sitting inside, waiting for her to come in. She could feel his handsomeness through the semi-transparent red silk curtain.
"Your Highness, you look very handsome today." She said with a smile.
"You are also beautiful, and you are particularly attractive today." He seemed to see her, raising his lips and smiling softly, almost enchantingly.
There is still a long way to go to the main hall of the palace to pray that day. Yan Ruocheng, who couldn't sleep at all last night, was rocked by the sedan chair and gradually began to feel sleepy.
She yawned, rested her head on Huang Fengmo's shoulder, and said, "Your Highness, did you sleep well last night?"
"Listening to what you said, it means you didn't sleep well last night. Do you feel sleepy?" he asked.
She nodded and said, "Well, I'm a little sleepy."
"If you're sleepy, just lean on me and take a nap. I'll wake you up when you get there." Huang Fengmo said in a very gentlemanly manner.
"Then I won't be polite."
No wonder the rocking of the red sedan chair made her sleepy, so she fell asleep leaning against him. The smell of Huang Fengmo's body was similar to that of Huang Chenling, which made her sleep more peacefully.
After burning incense, the procession of red sedan chairs has entered the palace area.
They had to move the two of them in by moving them in. Huang Fengmo gave the order not to wake Yan Ruocheng. So everyone was quiet the whole time, and he held her in his arms and sat on the sedan chair together.
They need to say hello to Huang Chenling and then go to the main hall together.
Huang Chenling was already waiting for them in the inner hall with three layers of thick gauze curtains.
Huang Fengmo and the others were carried in on sedan chairs. Huang Chenling saw Yan Ruocheng sitting against Huang Fengmo through three thick gauze curtains. This posture was too intimate.
He clenched his fists and said, "Congratulations, brother, for entering into a happy life with the imperial concubine."
Yan Ruocheng opened his eyes as soon as he heard Huang Chenling's voice from his sleep.
She looked around stupidly, and after being stunned for a moment, she realized that she was already in the palace. Moreover, her current position was that she was sitting on Huang Fengmo, facing Huang Chenling.
Huh? Why did he have to be separated by so many gauze curtains? She couldn't see him clearly even under the cover. She just saw a faint figure sitting on the dragon chair, but when she heard the voice, it was indeed Huang Chen.
Ling.
Huang Chenling noticed that she started to keep looking at him, and said: "Brother, you and the imperial concubine can go to the main hall to hold the ceremony. I will come back later."
"Yeah, okay." Huang Fengmo responded.
In this way, the servants moved Huang Fengmo and Yan Ruocheng out of the inner hall.
Yan Ruozhen couldn't see Huang Chenling's appearance at all, and was thinking in her heart: Is he afraid of seeing me getting married, so he did this to hide himself, and didn't want to see me like this.
In the main hall, the good time has arrived.
After the imperial master finished paying homage, he asked them to bow first to heaven and earth, secondly to the high hall, and thirdly to the husband and wife, and the ceremony was completed.
During this period, there was no trace of Huang Chenling at all.
After the trip in the palace, they had to rush back to the mansion to serve tea to Huang Shenhuang and Yinying. So they had no time to pay attention to why Huang Chenling was not there.
Their big red sedan chair has slowly left the palace area.
Huang Chenling was wearing a dark blue cloak alone, standing on the overlook, watching them leave from a distance.
"Ruozhi, I'm sorry..."
Yan Ruozhen felt something and couldn't help but look out of the window. She had an ominous premonition that something was wrong with Huang Chenling.
Although she was worried about him, she had to leave the palace. She had the urge to jump off the sedan chair and run to find him. Think about it, if she really did this, she would have violated everything.
The procession of big red sedan chairs, playing joyful music, crossed the street and quickly arrived at Huang Fengmo's mansion.
The last part of the worship service is to serve tea to the elders.
Huang Shenhuang and Yin Ying were already dressed in formal clothes and sitting on chairs, waiting for their two protagonists to arrive.
Huang Fengmo wanted to go in in a wheelchair instead. Yan Ruocheng stopped and suddenly didn't want him to go in to serve tea in a wheelchair. So, he strode up to him and said, "Your Highness, let me carry you on my back."
Go in."
Huang Fengmo paused for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly.
"Huh?"
"Your Highness, I would like to carry you in, is that okay?" She spoke more directly. After saying that, she was already ready to squat and took his hands. All that was left was whether he was willing to lean over.
Huang Fengmo doted on her and naturally followed her wishes. He chuckled, then slowly followed her, lay down on her, and said in her ear: "Thank you for your hard work, madam."
"It's not hard, husband, hold on tight." Yan Ruocheng carried him on her back in one go and walked towards the hall step by step.
Huang Shenhuang's eyes became a little kinder when he looked at Yan Ruocheng.
"It seems that Ruocheng really hurts Fengmo. Shouldn't you be happy?" Yinying said with a smile when he saw Yan Ruocheng trying hard to carry Huangfengmo on his back.
"She's just trying to please us." Huang Shenhuang didn't think so in her heart, but she was just being harsh with her words.
"Can't you be less prejudiced? It's still like this today. If you don't take her tea in a while, I will never end it." Yinying reminded.
"I'll pick it up." Huang Shenhuang said boringly.
Yan Ruozhen carried Huang Fengmo on her back and stepped into the hall step by step. She was a little unsteady at first, but in order to show her seriousness in front of Huang Shenhuang, she stepped firmly and steadily.
Come to them, bow your head and salute.
"How can you serve tea to us with Feng Mo behind your back?" Huang Shenhuang was indeed making things difficult for her again.
"I will use my hands to hold the teacups instead of hers." Huang Fengmo spread out his hands, and the servant wisely placed the two teacups in his hands and let him hold them.
"Father, Imperial Concubine Yin, please have tea." Since Yan Ruozhen walked over instead of his legs, he took the place of her hands and served tea to them.
"Hahaha, okay, this tea is very fragrant." Yinying sealed a red envelope and stuffed it into his hand.
Huang Shenhuang also drank the tea in big gulps and said, "My child, you must live a good life. She is already your imperial concubine."
"I understand, thank you, Father." Huang Fengmo smiled.