The Cabinet Office was the former office of the Council, and almost nothing had changed. The cherry tree in the courtyard outside the inner study had no flowers and had grown lush green. Yang Shiqi came to ask the King of Xiang for two days in a row, but was told that he was not feeling well and even felt cold.
Didn't come for several days in a row.
Yu Qian "claimed that his illness" was cured, but unexpectedly King Xiang claimed that he was ill again. However, King Xiang's claim of illness was probably true, and he had no need to hide from anyone, let alone slow down work. King Xiang's impression on the officials was not that of diligence, but "
You can always see him in the yamen, and it’s easy to find him if you need anything.”
However, these two days were an exception. Yang Shiqi had prepared well. He first added Yu Qian's name to the recommendation list and then asked Yu Qian to appear in various cabinet offices with his guests... Unfortunately, after all his efforts, there was no movement.
There was no response, and Zhang Ning didn't show up for a few days. This put Yu Qian in a somewhat awkward situation after his comeback.
...Zhang Ning is really sick. He always thought that he was in good health and young, but he still couldn't resist the illness. He couldn't explain how he caught a cold. At first, he had mild symptoms such as a stuffy nose and a slight dizziness.
After drinking a bowl of ginger soup and sleeping, my condition became serious. My body temperature increased and I felt hot and cold. I had a severe headache and couldn't get up from lying in bed.
It’s not that I really can’t get up. I can move after getting up to go to the toilet and so on, and my mind is clear, but I feel very uncomfortable. My body is hot, I feel dizzy and flustered, I have no strength at all, and I am very weak. I lie down, but I can’t sleep.
Not good. Doctors, old men and women, came to take a pulse and check on the disease, and then they were persuaded to drink Chinese medicine, which left a bitter taste in their mouths.
In a daze, a sense of vulnerability enveloped Zhang Ning's heart. It turns out that a person can be so vulnerable. This feeling can only be realized when one is ill.
Fortunately, there was no shortage of people to take care of her in the Chu Palace. Yao Ji and Zhou Niang came to visit several times one after another. Worried, they invited several doctors to check her pulse and see the doctor. The doctor's diagnosis was exactly the same: accidental.
Wind-cold is not a serious problem for young people with strong health; the way is to drink medicine and recover on its own. As long as someone takes care of it and rests, it usually takes less than seven days.
So everyone gradually felt at ease. Based on life experience, not even a doctor could tell that Zhang Ning had caught a cold (cold). This kind of minor illness is common and everyone will get it. In many cases, people don’t need to spend money on medicine and maintenance.
Just get better on your own.
On Tuesday, her mother ordered her maids to take turns taking care of him, and she didn't care much about it like Yao Ji and others. She only waited for a few days to wait for him to recover. Zhang Ning didn't have the energy or strength to sleep in bed during the day. Naturally, no one would be withered all day long.
Sitting next to him... Except for Zhang Xiaomei, she always had nothing to do, so she kept going in and out of the room to do trivial things.
She was unwilling to leave at night. The maid in charge of the room persuaded her not to listen, so she fell asleep in the side room outside the greenhouse. Later, Xiaomei Zhang's attendant Xiaohe also sent a blanket, so she had no choice but to let her go.
When Zhang Xiaomei felt sleepy, she put on a blanket beside the bed and lay down to sleep, refusing to leave.
Zhang Ning slept all day and woke up in the middle of the night. He opened his eyes and felt that the light was dim. He looked at the window and saw that it was not yet dawn. Suddenly he saw someone lying next to him. Although he could only see hair, he already guessed that it was Zhang Xiaomei.
Besides, no one would do such a thing except her. He subconsciously reached out to touch her soft and beautiful black hair. Unexpectedly, the little girl slept lightly and woke up all of a sudden.
She raised her head, and a fair and pure face appeared in front of Zhang Ning. There were a few stray hairs on her plump forehead, and she looked sleepy. She stretched out her hand to rub her eyes. This look was particularly cute.
Zhang Ning's throat was a little dry and her voice was hoarse as she said, "Why is my little sister sleeping here again?"
She didn't answer. She touched Zhang Ning's forehead with the back of her hand, then tried it on her own forehead and said, "It's still a little hot."
Zhang Ning usually wouldn't pay much attention to such a small concern, but at this time, he felt better for some reason. He blurted out: "Wind and cold are contagious, and you will get sick if you stay next to me for a long time."
, it’s enough for you.”
Zhang Xiaomei said seriously: "I was sick when I was at home in Nanjing. It was not a serious illness, but everyone had other things to do and had no time to take care of me, so I felt very uncomfortable and wanted to cry. Even now, I often feel uncomfortable and have a stomachache for several days.
, although there is a maid to take care of me, but no one cares when I wake up in pain at night. At that time, I often think that it would be great if my brother was by my side. He could hold me with his big warm hands, and then talk to me with a good temper.
Talking... Seeing that my brother is sick these days, I feel that you also want me to be there to care for you when no one is looking after you. "
When Zhang Ning heard this, his psychological defense was easily broken by the little girl without paying attention. He couldn't describe what it felt like, but it was very real. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, felt for her little hand, and held it tightly.
Li: "It's all my fault for being too careless."
The younger sister showed a sweet smile and shook her head vigorously: "It's okay, my brother has big things to do. But I won't be careless, and I won't make my brother as sad as when I was sick."
The human heart is definitely closely related to the physical condition. A weak body will cause the fragility of the heart. At this time, Zhang Ning seemed to have suddenly let go of his ambitions, desires, and responsibilities. His heart was a little sour, but there seemed to be a warm current.
It passed... My head was still dizzy and painful, but it seemed that the whole feeling was not so uncomfortable all of a sudden; the bitter and light mouth seemed to have some taste.
He said with emotion: "I'm glad I didn't marry you off. It seems that every time I see you, I will be more reluctant to let you go..."
He thought that with the power and wealth he possessed, he could already glimpse those famous ladies and the "female history" sought after by rich men. But at this moment, he felt that all the beauties in the world seemed to be in front of an ordinary little girl.
Worthless.
The younger sister lowered her head slightly shyly and whispered: "I know it's wrong to think like this, but I can't help but think that it would be better when my brother is sick. I don't have the mind to care about other things. An An, let me take care of you and talk to you."
.”
At this moment, the maid in the ear room was awakened by the sound of voices. She opened the curtain with a "crash" and came to take a look. She saw Zhang Ning's eyes open and talking to Miss Zhang beside the bed, so she asked carefully: "Your Majesty, you are awake. Are you thirsty?"
,Would you like to pour you a cup of sweet syrup?"
Zhang Ning subconsciously wanted to retract his hand to avoid such an overly intimate gesture in front of others, but as soon as his hand moved slightly, he felt stubborn again. He simply continued to hold it and ordered: "My little sister is here to take care of her.
Then you don’t have to ask."
The maid heard the bad tone and hurriedly knelt down and responded: "Yes, I understand."