Since Zhao Huan was already an adult, it was no small matter to be in the harem at night. The manager did not dare to be negligent and quickly informed Zhao Ji of what had happened in Hanxiang Pavilion.
"Your Majesty, the prince seems to know some medical skills and is helping the emperor to treat her illness."
"It's just that the method needs to be discussed, please let your majesty make a decision."
Zhao Ji, who was writing a poem with his head down, asked absently: "What technique?"
The steward's palms were already covered with sweat, and he said nervously: "I heard from the female official that the prince took off most of Di Ji's clothes, leaving only her underwear, and wiped Di Ji's body with a warm towel."
Zhao Ji let out a light ooh and looked at the calligraphy in his pen with great pride: "What's the harm in a female officer wiping the body of Emperor Ji?"
"You are an old man too, why are you making so much fuss?"
The steward swallowed silently and replied bravely: "The person who wiped the body of Emperor Ji was not the female official, but... the prince."
Zhao Ji, who had been complacent just now, suddenly froze.
The masterpiece was about to be completed, but the sudden stop of the strokes caused the ink to flow and ruin the entire work.
The entire royal study was filled with deathly silence, and the manager was so nervous that he almost collapsed. Even if His Majesty continues to play with things and lose his composure, he is still the king of a country, and can kill people to pieces with a snap of his fingers.
I don't know how long it took before Zhao Ji's voice finally sounded again.
"Cure?"
The manager didn't dare hesitate at all, and quickly replied: "It's indeed getting better."
Zhao Ji, who was already on the verge of rage, finally calmed down in his eyes: "Since it has improved, it means that Wang really understands medicine."
"The doctor is kind-hearted, and they are brother and sister, so it doesn't matter."
"Besides telling me about this matter, who else have you mentioned it to?"
The steward has been in the palace for most of his life, how could he not know Zhao Ji's thoughts?
The murderous intention hidden in these words is very strong, and the manager knows it very well!
Without any hesitation, he knelt down on his knees with a bang: "I will only report this matter to Your Majesty and no one else."
"Of all the eunuchs who have been to Hanxiang Pavilion, no one has entered it, let alone what happened there."
"Those female officials and maids, the old slave will go and warn them."
Zhao Ji snorted softly, threw away the masterpiece that was destroyed by the ink, and re-papered it. It seemed careless, but in fact he was filled with murderous intent.
"You only need to warn the female officer, and all the other maids will be killed."
Although Zhao Ji knew in his heart that Zhao Huan was only eager to save his sister, and he was worried that the female official would go against her will. On the surface, he agreed to use Zhao Huan's method, but secretly continued to follow the imperial doctor's instructions, so Zhao Huan took action himself.
But once this kind of thing spreads out of the palace, it will definitely become a secret among the people. Zhao Ji does not want the royal family to become a laughing stock.
After the manager left, Zhao Ji was not in a hurry to write or write. Instead, he sat behind the Long Case and couldn't help but mutter.
"It's a serious disease that the imperial doctor can't cure, and it can be cured by just rubbing it on the body?"
"Are those royal doctors too stupid, or is the king's medical skills amazing?"
"Hey, how much has this brat hidden from me?"
Since it was too late, Zhao Huan looked at Zhao Miaoqing who was slowly sleeping and her complexion was rosy again. His heart dropped completely, so he stopped delaying, ordered the female officer to serve him well, and left Hanxiang Pavilion silently.
As for the summons of Wang Guifei, it can only be put aside temporarily. If it were not for Zhao Miaoqing, Zhao Huan would not take the risk of staying in the harem overnight.
Zhao Huan is crazy, not stupid. If anything happens to the harem, as the only "normal man" besides His Majesty, Zhao Huan will not be able to escape even if he jumps into the Yellow River.
Zhu Lian and Zheng Qingyun became more and more panicked as they waited. Seeing that the sky was already dark and Zhao Huan hadn't come back yet, they already had countless bad thoughts in their minds.
Finally, Changfu's shout came.
"The prince is back!"
The two girls breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at each other, and hurriedly came forward to greet them.
Almost as soon as Zhao Huan stepped into the front hall, Zheng Qingyun rushed forward, hugged Zhao Huan's chest, and started sobbing uncontrollably.
"The prince is finally back. The slave family has had a hard time waiting."
"Please, Your Majesty, never leave me alone again."
Zheng Qingyun, who had been strong for a long time, was thrown into chaos the moment he saw Zhao Huan.
She hugged Zhao Huan's body tightly, as if Zhao Huan would leave her if she let go.
Zhao Huan gently supported Zheng Qingyun with one hand and gently stroked her back with the other, comforting her softly: "Silly girl, how could I leave you alone?"
"I'm only leaving for a few days, won't I be back when I'm done with my business?"
Zhao Huan said it very casually, as if he had traveled thousands of miles to kill Gao Tuoshan, and it was just a matter of searching for something.
Zheng Qingyun raised his head and looked up at Zhao Huan with pear blossoms in the rain. Looking at that resolute and gentle face, he couldn't help crying but laughing.
"Your Majesty actually did it."
"In the whole world, perhaps only the prince can do it."
Zhao Huan was confused for a while: "What are you talking about?"
Zheng Qingyun's tears were not yet dry, but his face was already rosy. He was both happy and adoring: "Everything."
In ten days, he traveled thousands of miles and killed the leader of the rebel party.
Rely on the few defenders in Yizhou to defeat the ever-victorious army.
And help Zheng Qingyun obtain the title of county king.
No matter which incident it was, it was enough to shock the world and become a legend.
And all these rays of light converged on Zhao Huan, but this man was Zheng Qingyun's future husband. At this moment, Zheng Qingyun was extremely proud.
Although Zhu Lian personally experienced the dangers of the court, he did not completely calm down from the shock.
"Husband..."
Hearing Zhu Lian's voice, Zheng Qingyun reacted faster than Zhao Huan. He quickly let go of his arms, stepped aside, and said with a blushing face: "Sister, please don't blame me."
After all, Zhu Lian is the principal wife, and Zheng Qingyun took the lead in welcoming the prince back to the house. This is already out of bounds.
If it were a lady with a small belly and chicken intestines, I'm afraid Zheng Qingyun would have something to eat in the future.
Fortunately, Zhu Lian was generous and didn't care about these trivial matters.
Zhu Lian nodded slightly, indicating to Zheng Qingyun that he didn't need to be nervous. She didn't care, and then walked up to Zhao Huan.
I thought it would be sweet words, but the result was beyond Zhao Huan's expectation.
Zhu Lian threatened in a low voice: "Although the prince has made extraordinary achievements, he left the city without authorization and put himself in danger. Don't think that I have forgotten this."
"In the next half month, you are not allowed to enter this palace!"
What the hell?!
This king has made such a great contribution, it’s fine not to be rewarded, but yet he was punished severely?!
Zhao Huan suddenly felt aggrieved: "My concubine's punishment is too severe. Please show your respect. Isn't it okay for me to change it in the future?"
Zhu Lian snorted: "If you correct yourself and commit the crime again, what's the point of reforming or not?"
"But since you have earned me the title of Lady of the Country, you won't have to go through Xiaoxia's notification when you come to my residence in the future."