Yan Ruozhen personally prepared lunch and waited for Huang Fengmo to wake up.
Huang Fengmo smelled the aroma of rice and opened his eyes slightly. He remembered what happened last night very clearly. He saw Yan Ruocheng sitting quietly at the table, holding his cheek and watching his movements. He felt a little panicked.
He dodged his sight and said hesitantly: "You...you, did you get up so early?"
"Husband, it's already noon. It's time for you to get up, wash up, and come over for dinner." Yan Ruozhen said nonchalantly.
"Oh...Okay, I understand." Huang Fengmo nodded and got out of bed obediently to wash up.
Yan Ruocheng looked at his cowardly behavior, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
After Huang Fengmo finished washing, he came over and sat down.
"Drink the soup first, then use the chopsticks." Yan Ruocheng pointed at the soup blackened with ink in front of him and said.
"What kind of soup is this? Why is it so dark?" Huang Fengmo was a little afraid to drink it, guessing that she remembered what happened last night and now wanted to take revenge.
"This is a high-quality soup to condition your body. Various herbs suitable for you are added to it to make the essence. Husband, you must drink it all. I have been cooking it all morning." Yan Ruocheng was very deceptive.
said.
Hearing what she said, Huang Fengmo didn't dare to drink anymore. But she kept a close eye on it, and it was impossible not to drink.
"Husband, why don't you drink yet?" Yan Ruocheng urged him.
"Wait until it cools down a little before you drink it." Huang Fengmo delayed for a moment.
"It's cold. You got up so late and it's just enough to drink." Yan Ruocheng didn't let him drag him down.
Huang Fengmo picked up the bowl of dark soup with trembling hands, paused for a moment, and drank it in one gulp. The taste was the same as the ink soup, it was indescribably unpleasant, and it felt like his entire consciousness was about to fall into the abyss.
As if going down.
"Husband? Are you okay?" Yan Ruozhen moved the stool, sat next to him, and shook him. When he saw him finish drinking, he looked like he was petrified.
Huang Fengmo came back to his senses, covered his mouth where he was about to vomit with both hands, and said: "It tastes terrible, no, I want to vomit!"
Yan Ruocheng just stretched out two fingers, clicked a few times on the acupuncture points on his chest. He immediately felt that he was about to vomit, and gradually disappeared.
"Do you feel better?" She helped him relax his back and let him breathe more smoothly.
"Much better...Are you...are you angry with me?" Huang Fengmo stared at her and asked dully.
"Why are you angry with your husband?" Yan Ruozhao asked him knowingly.
"When you were drunk last night, I... did something like that to you. You must be very angry! Isn't that right?" Huang Fengmo asked calmly.
"So you think I would poison the soup and let you drink it as a lesson to you, right?" Yan Ruocheng asked in turn.
"Did you really poison the soup just now? You wouldn't do that." Huang Fengmo didn't realize that she would poison the soup to teach him a lesson, or at most get some strange medicinal materials for him to taste.
Yan Ruozhen picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of cauliflower, and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he said: "Of course I won't poison you. This soup is indeed for your health. It's a bit unpleasant to drink at most. It's beneficial and harmless."
Huang Fengmo finished chewing the cauliflower in his mouth and asked, "Are you really not angry?"
"Angry, who says I'm not angry!" Yan Ruocheng said pretending to be angry, and Huang Fengmo immediately became unhappy again.
"But since it was just a drunken mess, it's okay." Yan Ruozhen deliberately let him down the steps so as not to embarrass him.
"I have something to do!" At this moment, Huang Fengmo changed into Huang Fengmo and refused to compromise.
"What's the matter with you?" Yan Ruocheng asked.
Huang Fengmo took her little hand, pressed it on his heart, and said seriously: "I want to spend every day with you as happily as we did last night. Ruoqing, I deliberately got you drunk yesterday.
I used despicable means to get what I wanted. But you thought it was just an accidental drunken mess."
"So did you feel happy last night?" Yan Ruozhen touched his heart with her finger and asked.
Huang Fengmo paused. He didn't feel really happy. After all, she just thought of him as Huang Chenling last night. Not only was he unhappy, but when he woke up, he even felt uncomfortable with the weight of guilt.
He stopped answering, let go of her little hand, and lowered his head slightly.
Yan Ruozhen held up his dejected handsome face with both hands and moved his fingers across the side of his face.
Huang Fengmo raised his eyes and said with a grimace: "What's wrong? Looking at my embarrassment, do you still want to pinch your face?"
Yan Ruozhen said calmly: "Since you feel unhappy, don't do such stupid things again."
The next second, Huang Fengmo turned into tears, so aggrieved that he didn't want to speak.
Huan peeked at them from the window. He wanted to come in and report to Huang Fengmo what was going on at the Sun Palace, but it seemed like it was not a good time. Huang Fengmo was made to cry by Yan Ruocheng.
So, he planned to go out for a drink.
He visited all the taverns in the city and tried almost all the good and bad wines. He passed by and stopped above the painting studio.
"Moonlight Hero!" Someone shouted at him from below.
Huan looked down and saw Min Yilan, the scholar who painted last time, standing below, calling him randomly.
"What are you yelling at? My name is not Moonlight Hero, my name is Huan!" Huan flew down and went over to correct him.
"Brother Huan, I know, I'm just joking with you, don't be angry." Min Yilan said with a smile.
"Is something wrong? Lead me down." Huan asked.
"Well, I want to ask Brother Huan, why haven't you seen Princess Hua Fei out to play recently?" Min Yilan asked.
"How would I know? She must be very busy. What do you want from her?" Huan answered casually.
"It's like this. The last step of the picture she asked me to draw has been completed. I want to show her the finished product. She has been looking forward to it for a long time. Tomorrow, I will go out by boat, and I may not be able to do it for a month.
It's back in the city. If she doesn't come to get it, I will have to hide it." Min Yilan said.
"I'll just give it to her for you," Huan said.
"That's great. I'll take it out for you." Min Yilan happily went back to the study to take out the painting.
Unexpectedly, he worked hard to move a large box out.
Huan pointed at the box and asked doubtfully: "Where is that painting?"
"In this big box is the picture she asked me to draw." Min Yilan opened the box and showed it to him.
There is a roll inside, at least a hundred rolls.
"Are they all here?" Huan made sure.
"Yes, every time Princess Hua Fei asks me to draw a picture, she has to draw a hundred paintings. Each one has a different scenery, different actions, and different artistic conceptions, but there is only one character, the Moonlight Hero.
"So Brother Huan, you helped me a lot last time. I almost couldn't think of any moves. Thanks to you dressing up like Moonlight Hero, you gave me a lot of inspiration..." Min Yilan said angrily.
.
"Stop! It's okay, I know, just move the whole box to her." Huan said helplessly.
"Well, yes. Sorry to trouble you." Min Yilan nodded and said.
So, Huan carried a box of paintings and flew to Yueshen Palace to find Hua Fei.
When he sneaked into Yueshen Palace, Hua Fei was nowhere to be seen.
At this time, Hua Fei was with Jin Xingchen.
Jin Xingchen kept saying that minor illnesses would heal on their own quickly, but now his condition has worsened. A minor illness has turned into a serious illness. He has been coughing all night long and has a high fever that does not go away.
Hua Fei stayed by his side and took care of him. As soon as he wrung out the towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead, his forehead was suddenly covered with cold sweat again.
"Brother, please stop being so stubborn. Let me find the imperial doctor Bian Yao. If you continue like this, something will really happen to you." Jin Xingchen insisted on refusing to see the imperial doctor, and Hua Fei knelt on his bed.
While persuading.
"Cough cough cough... No! You are not allowed to go!" Jin Xingchen said hard, panting, holding her small hand with his big hand.
"Okay, I won't go. You need to rest first." Hua Fei didn't want to listen to him anymore. He had to find a doctor. If he didn't find an imperial doctor, he would leave the palace and find a powerful doctor to come in and treat him.
When Jin Xingchen gradually fell asleep, she came out quietly.
In the corridor, she was walking alone when Huan took her aside. She was startled.
"Brother Huan? Why are you here?" Hua Fei looked at him in astonishment.
"I'll help your friend in the art studio get a painting for you, and I'll put it in your bedroom." Huan explained.
"Oh, I understand. I have something to do, so I won't talk anymore." For the first time, Hua Fei let go of his hand so easily.
Instead, Huan held her little hand and asked, "What are you in a hurry for?"
"Should I go out of the palace to find the most powerful doctor in the city?" Hua Fei said anxiously.
"What are you looking for?" Huan asked.
"Of course I came here to see a doctor. My eldest brother is very ill and refuses to tell the doctor. I'm very upset now. Don't hold me back. I want to prepare a carriage and go out." Hua Fei said.
"It takes a lot of time for you to go back and forth like this. It would be much easier to just take him out for medical treatment." Huan suggested.
"He is so sick that he can't even get out of bed. Once he comes out, people will find out that he is sick. He just doesn't want people in the palace to know that he is sick, and that's why he endures like this." Hua Fei shook his head and said.
"Oh, let me fly out with him on my back. You can wait for us outside in the carriage." Huan came up with another idea.
"Okay, let's do it this way." Hua Fei thought it would work and immediately agreed.
After a long time, they transported the sick Jin Xingchen out of the palace and walked in the city in a carriage.
"Take him directly to Ruozhi for treatment. I don't think there is any doctor in the city who is better than her." Huan said.
"But if your eldest prince in Huangcheng is by her side, will he refuse to let her treat her? After all, my brother has imprisoned the imperial concubine for so long." Hua Fei said worriedly.
"Just don't let him know. Don't worry, I'm here. Things will be easy to handle. Don't worry so much." Huan patted his heart and said with concern.
The carriage arrived near Dabie Garden. Huan first asked Hua Fei and Jin Xingchen to wait in the carriage, while he wanted to go in and talk to Yan Ruocheng.
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