As night falls, the excitement in the front yard dissipates.
Shen Moran sat beside the bed, holding her chin up and looking at Zhou Zhan, who had no signs of waking up. She had already slept all afternoon before she used the medicine for sweating.
The imperial doctor came to administer the acupuncture, but said that he was too weak and needed to rest. The servants in the palace were waiting for a whole room, and no one paid attention to Shen Moran.
She got up and walked outside, where she had her dinner served by Bi Tao. As night fell, Zhou Zhan slowly woke up.
"Your Highness, you are awake!"
The servants helped Zhou Zhan sit up. The wedding room was decorated very festively. Two dragon and phoenix candles as thick as a child's arms were dripping with candle tears, which reminded Shen Moran of the night of the ceremony.
Ms. Liang served a pot of sake.
"Your Highness, Princess and Concubine, the husband and wife drink together the wine, and the last step of the wedding is completed."
Ms. Liang filled two glasses with graceful movements.
The custom-made wine glasses used for the emperor's wedding were different from those used for the prince's wedding. The bright red wine glass was only inlaid with a gold rim, but it overlapped with the dazzling red shadow in the memory.
Shen Moran's heart palpitated suddenly and she couldn't breathe.
Her face turned pale for a moment, and the blood on her lips faded.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?"
The dots of blackness in front of his eyes gradually gathered and swallowed up his vision. Shen Moran suddenly suffocated, grabbing the clothes on his chest and breathing heavily.
I could vaguely feel the shadows of people around me.
She was supported by servants.
I don't know how long it took, but the buzzing in my ears gradually returned to normal, the world slowly became clearer, and the worried face of Bitao was enlarged in front of me.
The servants of Prince Zhan's Mansion may be used to seeing wind and waves. The servants who should ask for the doctor go to the doctor, those who need to fetch water go to fetch water, and those who need to disperse immediately disperse.
Zhou Zhan, who had just woken up, came over with the help of a servant and put his fingers on her wrist.
"Your Highness will treat you?"
Shen Moran followed the green-white fingers on his wrist and looked at its owner. Zhou Zhan's face was pale and short of breath, and his expression was serious.
Her pulse rate was rapid. Her pulse was very tight, thin and weak at the moment. It was the pulse condition when she was extremely frightened.
What did she see?
Zhou Zhan followed her line of sight and saw only the Hexin wine poured by the female officer on the table. Is she afraid of this?
"I have been ill for a long time and have become a doctor. I understand some medical theory. I have a doctor in my house. I will let the doctor take a closer look later."
The doctor arrived in a hurry and Zhou Zhan got out of the way.
"What's wrong with the princess?"
Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, hearing, asking and asking questions. Her face was still as pale as paper and her pulse was thin and tight, but she managed to say: "I'm fine, I just had some heart palpitations suddenly."
The doctor placed a small square pillow under her wrist and held her pulse with his fingers.
"Has the princess had such symptoms before?"
Shen Moran shook his head.
The doctor considered it and said, "The princess's pulse seems to be frightened. I wonder what could have made her so scared?"
Everyone's eyes fell on her. Shen Moran looked around and glanced at Zhou Zhan.
"His Highness has not woken up for a long time, and I have been worried. Just now His Highness opened his eyes, I was too happy for a moment, and then I felt dizzy and unsteady..."
She didn't even need to draft a lie. Zhou Zhan pursed his lips and looked at her, asking the doctor with his eyes.
The doctor in the house was naturally one of our own. Although we couldn't tell whether she had lied or not, and her pulse was not clear, there were other traces to follow.
The doctor stroked his beard.
"This makes sense. Among the seven emotions and six desires, great joy and great sorrow, all of which are heart-breaking. Your Highness is safe and sound. The princess's surprises and joys hit her heart. I'll make a prescription. Just take two doses and you'll be fine."
"During this period, you need to eat light and avoid spicy food."
Shen Moran's eyes fell on the wine glass.
Zhou Zhan followed her gaze again and waved his hand to order someone to take the wine down.
Liang stopped and said, "Your Highness, this is against the rules."
Zhou Zhan's illness was feigned. He fainted and was bedridden on his wedding day. As a newlywed wife, she could still eat dinner carelessly. Such a woman said she was worried about him, but he didn't believe a word of it.
Then it may be because of the wine. Is there something wrong with these two glasses of wine?
Thinking of the experience of Jingshan Temple, Zhou Zhan said calmly: "The king is weak and the princess is not feeling well, so I will skip the wine and replace it with water."
Retreating to the next best thing, Ms. Liang hesitated to speak, so she had to order someone to change her.
Shen Moran winked at Bitao, and Bitao followed.
Is there really something wrong with the wine?
Ms. Liang refilled two glasses.
"Please invite the prince and princess to drink Hexin wine together."
Shen Moran stood up, half of her body was numb after sitting for a long time. She was unprepared, her feet were weak and she pounced forward, knocking Zhou Zhan staggering, and they both fell to the ground.
The maids hurriedly helped the two of them up, moved two chairs, served them carefully, and finally drank the wine smoothly.
But tonight’s bridal chamber...
The female officer was worried, Bitao was worried, and all the servants in Prince Zhan's palace were worried.
"Slave, please leave."
The noisy wedding room finally quieted down. Zhou Zhan raised his hand to untie his belt. Shen Moran watched his movements and thought for a long time. She was not a chaste and martyr girl. In her previous life, she had also looked for someone to keep and play with in private.
So now, with beauty, what’s so pretentious about it?
The only concern is that she is younger and not very plump. However, the "Dazhou Household Law Order" stipulates that a woman can get married when she is fourteen years old. She and Zhou Zhan are completely legal and reasonable.
And judging from her husband's figure, he probably looks like a bean sprout, not much to look at.
Although he had no interest in it, seeing him sweating profusely while taking off his clothes, Shen Moran suddenly stood up, walked to him, and started to help him.
"Your Highness, come here."
She took off her outer robe and stretched her hands to his inner garment.
The girl's eyes gleamed with excitement hidden under her soft appearance... which made Zhou Zhan feel that he had been abruptly grabbed the collar with both hands.
"No need, I am accustomed to sleeping in my underwear."
The girl was stunned for a moment, nodded, sat down comfortably in front of the dressing table, and began to remove the hair accessories on her head.
The girl's black hair was scattered behind her head. She smoothed it with a comb and observed Zhou Zhan through the mirror.
Zhou Zhan stood stunned for a while, leaned against the bed, and took out a book from under the pillow.
There was no writing on the cover of the book. He looked up at Shen Moran and hesitantly opened the first page. At just one glance, the skin on his face was as red as a cooked shrimp.
Shen Moran took off his outer robe and went behind the screen to put on a light nightgown.
When I came out again, I saw him sitting at the table drinking tea, pretending to be calm, with the book on the table.
"A spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Do you want to read a book on your wedding day?"
Shen Moran picked up the book and sat next to him and opened it, "What book is your highness reading?"
Zhou Zhan reached out to fish it out, but... Shen Moran had already opened it.
She stared at the contents of the book with wide eyes, and her expression was so exciting that Zhou Zhan could only cough lightly to hide his embarrassment.
"It should have been placed under the pillow by Ms. Liang..."
There are nuns in the palace who are experienced wives who will give special guidance to the prince when he reaches fourteen years old. Zhou Zhan is in a special situation. He is frail and sick. He was "sick" before the wedding, and he has not recovered yet. Received guidance.
Marriage is a major event. Parents order the matchmaker. Many newlyweds meet for the first time when they get married. They are afraid that they will be thin-skinned and add something to the wine.
These are conventions.
But tonight, the Hexin wine was replaced with water. Mrs. Liang was afraid that the two of them would not understand each other, so she painstakingly stuffed something under the pillow.
Zhou Zhan really didn't expect that he would have such an embarrassing day...
Shen Moran closed the book gently and reached out to hold his arm.
"Your Highness..."
With one pounce, it was all empty.
Zhou Zhan stretched out his hand to caress his chest, tilted his body and coughed, as if he wanted to cough out his heart and lungs.
"What's wrong with you, Your Highness?"
Shen Moran patted his back to help him calm down.
Zhou Yu's back was stiff, and the skin where she slapped her palms felt infinitely magnified.
The initiative was entirely in Shen Moran's hands. Sensing Zhou Zhan's unnaturalness, Shen Moran smiled with a smile on her lips and her tone became gentler.
"Your Highness, please drink some water to moisten your throat."
Zhou Zhan took the water she handed him and took a sip.
"I will help you to lie down on the bed..."
He puffed, and the tea sprayed out along his mouth and nose, making him cough even more.