"Empress." Ersong threw away the things in his hands and said aggrievedly, "Empress, I don't want you to relax. You still say this to me." Tang Fengchu coughed twice and said, "I know.
You want to make me feel at ease, but what you said gave me a headache." He rubbed his swollen head and said, "I will sleep a little longer, and you can go out."
Er Yaersong went in and out several times. Tang Fengchu's body temperature remained high and his whole body was burning hot. The imperial doctor came again and again, but he showed no signs of color.
The moment Emperor Xuanrui stepped into Fengqi Palace, a smell of medicine hit his face. His heart tightened, and he strode in. Song Changning stood guard by the bed, his eyes passing over the imperial doctors who were kneeling on the ground, and he strode in.
Walking to the bed, Emperor Xuanrui, who had always been moody,
The worry on his face was clearly visible. He waved his hand to avoid Song Changning who wanted to salute. He sat in front of Tang Fengchu's bed and reached out to touch Tang Fengchu's forehead. He frowned and asked sternly, "How is the Queen? Why is her forehead doing so?"
So hot?"
"Back to the Emperor, the Empress caught the cold earlier and didn't care. As the days got colder, it became more severe. She had a high fever that hasn't gone away for several days. We ministers are trying their best to treat the Empress."
"Then hurry up and find a way!" Tang Fengchu was in a world of ice and fire. He was confused and didn't know how long he had slept. He opened his eyes and wanted to call Er Yaersong, but found that his voice was too hoarse to make a sound. When he turned his head, he saw
sitting on chair in front of bed
Emperor Xuan Rui, who was dozing on the table, lost his usual majesty, his chin was covered with stubble, and he was dozing on the chair with his neck crooked, making Tang Fengchu feel like he was back in the East Palace again. She shouted in a hoarse voice,
"emperor……"
Emperor Xuan Rui woke up when he heard the sound. Seeing that Tang Fengchu was awake, he asked happily, "Chu'er, you finally woke up."
"The emperor is worried." Emperor Xuanrui helped Tang Fengchu sit up, thoughtfully picked up the water on the low table and fed her to drink. He touched her forehead and saw that the fever had subsided. Then he felt relieved and said, "
Do you know that you have been burning for three days and three nights?"
Tang Fengchu leaned in Emperor Xuanrui's arms, her head was dizzy with burning, and she didn't know what to say for a moment. She just wanted to stay with Emperor Xuanrui quietly like this. The dragon in his body
The fragrance of saliva, a long-lost taste, was also a long-lost peace of mind, and I fell into a drowsy sleep again without realizing it.
Emperor Xuanrui had not seen Tang Fengchu who was so helpless and dependent on him for a long time. He placed a gentle kiss on her hair. Wang Fulu hurriedly walked in and said, "Your Majesty..."
With a sharp look, Wang Fulu shrank his head, and Emperor Xuanrui said, "I don't want to hear it."
Wang Fulu paused for a moment, glanced at Tang Fengchu, who was already sleeping in Emperor Xuanrui's arms, and whispered, "Urgent report from the north."
"Go out and wait for me." Emperor Xuan Rui ordered. He carefully placed Tang Fengchu on the bed, carefully covered her with a quilt, placed another soft question between her eyebrows, turned around and told Er Yaersong, "Okay
Take care of your master." This time Tang Yunheng and Song Hanzhuo were seriously injured.
, but still defeated Hadazhen and took Hadazhen's life. The tribes in the north were leaderless, and the tribes fought openly and secretly, and became a mess. Song Hanzhuo took the opportunity to go all out and take down Hadazhen's tribe in one fell swoop. Emperor Xuanrui
Long Xin was delighted, and the territory of the Xuanyue Dynasty expanded again.
Tang Fengchu woke up again, and quickly turned to look at the bedside, but there was no one he wanted to see. Erya opened the curtain and came in. Seeing Tang Fengchu's somewhat lonely expression, she asked, "Your Majesty, are you looking for the emperor?"
"No."
Tang Fengchu was so weak from sleep that Erya smiled and helped her get out of bed and move around, "The Emperor waited until you fell asleep before leaving. In the past few days, you have been sick, and the Emperor has never left you. In the past few days when you were unconscious, the Emperor only went to court.
In Fengqi Hall, even the memorials are corrected in front of the empress’s bed. If the prince hadn’t said it was urgent to report from the north, the emperor would not have left.”
"You are the only one who talks a lot." Tang Fengchu sat on a nanmu chair and raised his head and asked, "Where is Cong'er?"
"Princess Changning was afraid that the fourth prince would disturb you, so she sent it to Yunxiao Palace. You can rest assured and take care of yourself. It won't be too late to pick up the fourth prince when it's ready." Erya said, "The prince has just come here.
You searched for the best health-preserving herbs and ordered your slaves to give them to you.
You eat, Princess Changning has been guarding you these days, Queen Mother, you are still very happy." Why are you always depressed? Erya did not ask this question, after following his mother-in-law for so many years, Tang Fengchu's
He knows his temper very well.
Qing Hua ordered his servants to clean the courtyard in preparation for the New Year. His eyes fell on him sitting on the corridor looking at the unmelted snow in a daze, "Sister Qing Ruo, what do you think is wrong with the princess? She has been alone in a daze these days, won't she?"
What's the matter?" Qing Hua stopped Qing Ruo who had just come back from outside and said.
Qing Ruo looked in the direction of Qing Hua's finger and saw Princess Luo'an wearing a month-old white satin cloak, holding her chin in trance. She sighed, lifted her skirt and walked over, saying, "County
The Lord has fallen in love with snow more than anything these past few days. He sits here and stares at the snow every day in a daze." Princess Luoan was agitated when she heard the voice and hurriedly stood up, "Aunt Ruo."
"Are you worried about something?" Qingruo asked. Princess Luoan was raised by herself, and Qingruo was naturally very clear about her thoughts. However, Qingruo only wanted her to be happy and carefree.
The princess was a worried princess who didn't want to get involved with the royal family. How could she let her girl follow her mother's old path?
"Aunt Ruo." Princess Luo'an stretched out her arms and hugged Qing Ruo, full of dependence, like a helpless little sheep, "Why do you think my mother chose to marry Prince Zi Ling in the first place?"
Qingruo touched her head lovingly and said, "Your mother is a very decisive person. By choosing to be with King Ziling, she was ready to spend her life with him. But your mother ignored one problem.
, How can a self-concerned prince be dedicated enough to let his husband share with other women? Your mother can't do it. In addition, she was poisoned at that time and her time is short.
, so she chose to leave. Su'er, your mother entrusted you to us. Ruo Aunt doesn't want you to be hurt again. Ruo Aunt knows what you are thinking, but Su'er, he is in the future.
The emperor is the lord of the world, and the place where he lives is cold and dark. You are the child we have grown up in our hands, how can we be willing to let you suffer."
"Aunt Ruo, I can't do it. I want to stay with you all the time." Princess Luoan put away the emotion in her eyes, raised her head and said with a smile. Qing Ruo tapped her forehead, "Remember what you said, silly
Girl."
"Then can you tell me about my mother?" Princess Luo'an said. She was only three years old when she was brought back to the capital. She no longer remembers her biological mother clearly. She only remembers Ye Fuxun and that smile.
A very gentle woman, in her heart, her biological mother gave her life, and Ye Fuxun gave her hope and future.
"How many times have you heard about your mother since you were a child? But it's all in your little head." Qingruo said with a smile, her eyes falling on the branches not far away, Dongyang felt a little confused.
Warmly, the girl in his arms was acting coquettishly towards him, which was actually quite good. The voice sounded slowly, and it flowed into Princess Luo'an's heart like spring water, and the irritability of the past few days was swept away.
"Aunt Ruo, you said it would be great if my mother was still alive."
Qing Ruo's expression paused, "If your mother was still alive and knew you were so naughty, she would definitely be angry!" Princess Luo'an rubbed her head and said dissatisfied, "Aunt Ruo, can you stop knocking all the time?
My head will be knocked by you
Silly, besides, my mother will not be angry." Princess Luo'an snorted coldly, made a face at Qingruo, turned around and ran back to the room. Qingruo looked at Princess Luo'an's back and smiled slightly.
, I hope you won’t blame Aunt Ruo in the future.
After Wu Xun stayed in Maoyi for a few days, he heard that the Empress was seriously ill and hurried back to the capital with her children and lived in Ji's house. Ji's house had been somewhat cleaned to keep it the same as when she left. Even Ji Mingnan's pharmacy was
Just like before, the housekeeper came out and said, "Madam, you are back."
"Uncle Gao, thank you for your hard work." Wu Xun said with a smile. He looked around at the scene in the yard, smiled, and let Danzhu take Ji Mianxi back to the room. She went to the room where she and Ji Mingnan were at that time. There was Ji Mingnan's wedding dress on the table.
After reading the medical book, the green robe she made for him was still hanging there. Wu Xun gently took it off, folded it carefully and put it in the cabinet. He said softly, "Anan, I'm back again." The answer to him was still empty.
room.
"Because you can't hide." A low voice sounded from behind. Wu Xun's eyes lit up. He looked back and saw a man in a black python robe standing behind him. He was thin and resolute. There was no joy, anger, sorrow or joy in his indifferent eyes.
With a touch of sadness in his body, "No matter how long you leave, you will come back, because you can't let go at all."
"Why are you here?" Wu Xun looked behind him. The guards at Ji's house were getting worse and worse. He didn't even know that such a big person was let in. The person who was supposed to be on his way back to Beijing appeared out of thin air.
In front of him, Wu Xun was really shocked.
Song Hanzhuo sat casually on the table, his eyes fell on the medical books on it, then he looked up at Wu Xun and asked, "Why do you still live in Ji's house when you are back?"
"This is my home, why can't I live in Ji's house?" Wu Xun said calmly.
"You clearly know that the more you live in Ji's house, the more you will never forget these ten years of your life. If you don't want to live in Prince Ziling's Mansion, you can live in Xuezhai." The majestic marshal on the battlefield was not in the court.
The expressionless Prince Zi Ling looked at Wu Xun excitedly.
"Your Highness, why should I forget these ten years?" Wu Xun looked at Song Hanzhuo, his cold watery eyes reflected Song Hanzhuo's handsome face, and said softly, "Why should I keep living in forgetfulness."