Huang Fengmo came to see Yan Ruocheng in person. For several days in a row, she stayed by Huang Chenling's side all day long. Even though it was said before that Huang Chenling might have some insect poison on her body, nothing happened for so many days.
That proves it's okay.
When he entered, he saw Yan Ruocheng beating Huang Chenling's shoulders, while Huang Chenling was looking at the memorial. When she saw him, she said, "Brother, why are you here?"
"Let's see how you are doing? Ruocheng told me that you were poisoned by insect poison a few days ago. Do you feel better?" Huang Fengmo asked directly.
Huang Chenling pretended to have a headache, held her forehead and said, "I'm still a little dizzy."
Huang Fengmo looked at him, it was obvious that he was pretending. When he came in, he saw that he was reading the memorial very energetically, and he didn't even have a headache.
"If you have a headache, why are you reading the memorial? When I asked you just now, I said it was fine." Yan Ruocheng quickly took off the memorial from Huang Chenling's hand and said worriedly.
"Ruozhi, you should give him a needle first. It's not certain that some residual poison may have traveled to his brain." Huang Fengmo said with a finishing touch.
"Yes, let's do acupuncture first." Yan Ruocheng agreed with Huang Fengmo's words and nodded.
Huang Chenling didn't want to get an acupuncture. The recent ones she got were extremely painful, so she quickly said, "It doesn't hurt anymore. It's okay. No need to get an acupuncture."
Imperial Doctor Li just came in with the boiled medicinal soup and said: "Your Majesty, it's time to take the medicinal soup."
"Okay." Huang Chenling praised Dr. Li in her heart for coming just in time!
"Doctor Li, just now Your Majesty said he had a headache. Please help him check his pulse." Yan Ruocheng was still worried about him and said.
She gave up her position and waited for Dr. Li to come and take her pulse.
Huang Fengmo's feet were tired after standing for a long time, so he quietly turned to a chair aside and sat down. Yan Ruocheng didn't just focus on Huang Chenling. Seeing him sit down, he walked over to him and whispered in a low voice.
He asked: "Husband, are your feet tired?"
Huang Fengmo nodded slightly unhappily, thinking that she only cared about Huang Chenling and put him aside.
Yan Ruocheng squatted directly and raised his calf to massage it. Huang Chenling saw their interaction there and felt a little jealous.
"Your Majesty, your pulse is smooth and there is nothing wrong with it." Dr. Li said to him after checking his pulse.
He whispered to Dr. Li: "Just say that I have a little poison left in my mind, and I need someone to keep massaging my shoulders to make it dissipate. Just say it like this."
"This, how can this be nonsense? Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible." Dr. Li said in embarrassment.
"Forget it, please step back. It's okay." Huang Chenling waved her hand boredly, letting him leave first.
"Okay, remember to drink the medicinal soup while it's hot." After saying this, Royal Physician Li left the palace.
Huang Chenling looked at Yan Ruocheng's caring interaction with Huang Fengmo, picked up the medicinal soup and took a sip, which burned her mouth and tongue.
"Oh, it's so hot! Hot, hot, hot!" He looked for water over there in a state of embarrassment.
Yan Ruozhen wanted to go over, but Huang Fengmo grabbed her little hand. Huang Fengmo was selfish and didn't want her to go over.
She looked at Huang Chenling's burned tongue, her hand was held by Huang Fengmo insistently, and a choice suddenly came to her mind. At this time, the two of them could only choose one.
Huang Fengmo held her little hand tightly. His uneasiness was directly conveyed to her.
She only moved her steps, her heart softened, she turned around and pressed Huang Fengmo's legs again, lowered her head, and said nothing.
Huang Chenling drank a few sips of tea, her tongue was numb from the burning, and she thought that Yan Ruocheng would rush to him immediately like before. Sure enough, something had changed now, and when Huang Fengmo came back, she was shaken.
Undoubtedly, in this emotional showdown, Huang Fengmo won.
In the afternoon, Yan Ruocheng stayed by Huang Fengmo's side. She treated Huang Chenling like this in the morning. She didn't know how to coax him, so she didn't go there. Anyway, Dr. Li also said that his health was basically fine and he could be fine.
rest assured.
She sat in the pavilion, staring at the sky in a daze.
Huang Fengmo just sat and painted, and it was just right for her to sit still, so he could paint exactly like her.
After one stick of incense, the painting is completed.
"Okay, madam, come and take a look." He put away his pen and called her with a smile.
"Oh, okay." Yan Ruocheng came over to see what he had drawn this time.
In the painting, she is alone in a daze, full of charm, and you can completely see how hard he painted it. Yan Ruocheng looked at it and began to think silently. Whether Huang Chenling or Huang Fengmo, the two of them are now
No matter how high or low they were, they occupied her heart.
"Husband, you are observing me so carefully, should I be happy or sad?" Yan Ruocheng took a closer look and found that there was one place in the painting that she was not satisfied with.
"Why do you say that? Doesn't the painting look like you?" Huang Fengmo asked puzzledly.
Yan Ruozhen pointed to his forehead and said, "Why is my forehead so high?"
Huang Fengmo touched her forehead and said with a smile: "She will be this tall later." In fact, he painted her five years after she was painted, and he hoped to spend another five years with her.
.
Yan Ruocheng didn't quite understand what he meant, and thought he was laughing at her hairline that had moved back. She quickly covered her forehead and said, "I won't lose my hair to the point where my hairline moves back. Husband, you
It’s really annoying, pay attention to this.”
"Hahaha, no, just think I made a mistake. Don't be angry. Give her a hug." Huang Fengmo hugged her and coaxed her.
Xiao Ling took advantage of the adults not paying attention and slipped past the pavilion. The purpose was to go and have fun with Yan Zhenzhen.
Because Yan Zhenzhen said she wanted to play with him, but she never came, so she had to go find her in person. By the way, she brought the osmanthus candy that Yan Ruozhi taught him to make, hoping to give her a taste.
In the palace of the harem.
"Zhenzhen, you're sleeping in bed again, why don't you go out for a walk?" the beauty asked.
"No, I'm walking on crutches. It hurts wherever I go. Just lie down and don't move. It's rare that the God of Plague is out of the palace today, so of course I can lie down and be comfortable." Yan Zhenzhen said with a yawn. She was talking.
Planning to take a nap.
"Then I'll go find Xiaohong and the others to learn embroidery. You can go to sleep slowly," the beauty said.
"Embroidery? Don't you never learn it?" Yan Zhenzhen asked in confusion.
"It's different from the past. I heard that the queen is going to reduce the resources in the harem and plans to abolish some of the concubines' positions and drive them out of the palace." The beauty told her the news she had learned a few days ago.
"What does this have to do with embroidery?" Yan Zhenzhen asked the key point.
"Talent, I want to destroy those lazy concubines, so I went to learn embroidery. After learning a little bit, I can just put on a good look." The beauty said with a wry smile.
"Then you learn slowly. I'm going to bed." Yan Zhenzhen couldn't help but spit on her, so he waved her to go.
The beauty closed the door and left, while Xiao Ling wandered around outside.
I saw Yan Zhenzhen nearby before, and he groped his way along the corridor. He met the beautiful sister who lived with Yan Zhenzhen.
When the beauty saw him, she went over curiously. She bent down and asked, "My little friend, where did you come from? Are you lost?"
"Sister, have you ever seen a sister with an oval face, a cane, and an injured foot? I want to find her." Xiaoling listened to the tone of this beautiful sister and knew she was kind-hearted.
type, so I asked with confidence.
"You mean Yan Zhenzhen?" the beauty said immediately.
"Yan Zhenzhen? It turns out that the eldest sister's name is Yan Zhenzhen, and she has the same surname as my mother." Xiao Ling whispered happily.
"Are you looking for her?" the beauty asked in confusion.
"Yes, I have something very important to see her. Sister, can you take me there?" Xiaoling nodded and said.
"Okay, come with me." The beauty said nothing and led the way.
Yan Zhenzhen had fallen asleep, and the beauty came in with Xiao Ling.
"Zhenzhen, please wake up? There is a child who wants to see you in an emergency." The beauty went over and shook her awake.
"Huh? What's wrong with you? You turned back again? Why did you shake me awake?" Yan Zhenzhen said impatiently after being shaken awake by her.
"There is a child looking for you." The beauty said angrily and stepped away to let her take a look at the child behind her.
"Hello, big sister Zhenzhen." Xiaoling greeted very politely.
"Scared? Why are you here again?" Yan Zhenzhen suddenly became energetic and pointed at him.
"Thanks to this big sister for leading the way, I was able to find you! I brought osmanthus candy for you to try. My mother made it. It's very delicious." Xiao Ling took out a big cloth bag from her stomach and untied it.
Packed with a lot of osmanthus sugar.
The beauty curiously picked up one and tasted it, and said, "Well, it's delicious. Really, whose child is this?"
"I met a servant's child in the palace by chance. Didn't you say you were rushing to learn embroidery?" Yan Zhenzhen hurried her away, not to let her ask questions.
"Yes, I almost forgot, so I won't say it anymore. You guys can chat slowly." The beauty went out again.
"Sister Zhenzhen, eat some candy." Xiao Ling insisted and asked her to taste one.
Yan Zhenzhen couldn't do anything about it, so she picked one up and put it in her mouth to taste it. A refreshing fragrance floated into her heart. It seemed that she had tasted this kind of candy a long time ago. It had been too long.
Her impression was very vague.
"Xiao Ling, where is your mother from?" she asked curiously.
"The people in Balsam Pear Village only eat bitter melons all day long and plant them every day," Xiao Ling said. Yan Ruocheng rarely told him about the village's affairs, and he had never been back to the village, so he
I only know a little bit.
"Bitter Melon Village? Is there such a village? Are you kidding me? Hahaha." Yan Zhenzhen found it funny after hearing this. If people only eat bitter melons all day long, wouldn't they become bitter melons?
"I'm not kidding you. That's what my mother told me. She also said that bitter melon has been her main dish since she was a child. Sister Zhenzhen, why do you ask like that? Are you curious about what my mother is like?
Are you human?" Xiaoling asked with a smile.
"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask more." Yan Zhenzhen said.