Chapter 7 The new identity is the first concubine (2)
Zhu Fei's illness is different from mine. This medicine is not something to be taken randomly. "Let it go for now and then take it later."
Ru'er put down the medicine bowl and said, "Madam, you slept very deeply today. I called you several times in the morning but you didn't answer."
"Oh, is that so?" Meng Xinzhu lowered her eyes with a guilty conscience, "Last night, I, I, went to bed late while admiring the flowers."
"My dear, look at you, my dear, your spirits are getting better and better." The little palace maid Lianhua said with a smile, "There is sparkle in your eyes too."
Meng Xinzhu's heart tightened. They had similar looks and similar voices, but they were two people after all. Her eyes were different from those of Concubine Zhu. The eyes of Concubine Zhu, who had been ill for a long time, had no expression, but she... No, I had to lie to them.
, "I have been dreaming recently," Meng Xinzhu paused, what kind of lie did she make up? "I dreamed about an old man with white hair, and he said he could cure my illness."
"Really?" the two maids asked in unison.
"I don't know whether it's true or not. I just said that if I do as he said, the disease will naturally be cured." After saying these words, Meng Xinzhu felt dizzy. She didn't expect that she could also talk nonsense.
"That must be an immortal who teaches the queen the magic."
Immortal magic? Hahaha, they really thought about it. Meng Xinzhu was secretly amused, so he followed their words and said: "I'm afraid it's an immortal. He said that I don't like the soil and water here, and I don't do enough exercise, so my resistance is weak, and I am naturally prone to diseases.
." The two palace maids looked confused, "So, he asked me to exercise more, and also taught me a set of boxing techniques, saying that it can cure illnesses and strengthen the body without illness."
"Boxing technique?"
"Yes, how can I, a weak woman who is also a concubine, be able to dance with fists and use sticks? But the old man said that this boxing technique can only be used to cure diseases and strengthen the body, and cannot hurt people. I have been thinking about this disease for ten years.
, I have been tired, and you are also suffering, so you might as well practice, and treat a dead horse as a living doctor. So these past few nights, I have practiced accordingly, and I feel really much better."
The ancients seemed to have deep faith in the theory of ghosts and gods, and the two little palace maids did not doubt it at all, "Madam, if that's the case, why don't you just practice it. Anyway, I have taken a lot of this medicine, but the effect has not been seen. Maybe this will
Boxing can really cure you."
"Well, I think so too."
"My Lady, why don't you practice now and open the eyes of the slaves?"
"Okay!" Meng Xinzhu stood up, not forgetting to soften her on purpose, which frightened the two little palace ladies and quickly came over to help her.
Meng Xinzhu stood by the pond, with her feet spread apart, squatting slightly, slowly raising her hands, and started Tai Chi in a leisurely manner. The two palace maids had never seen this kind of slow and gentle boxing, and their faces were full of excitement.
Surprised. After finishing a set of punches, Meng Xinzhu took a deep breath and looked at the two people standing aside, "What's wrong?"
Lian Hua came back to her senses and said, "This punch is really strange, slow and gentle. No wonder the old god said it can't hurt people. People who know it say it's a boxing practice, and people who don't know it think the queen is dancing."
Ru'er stepped forward and supported Meng Xinzhu, "Madam, since it is good for your health, you can practice, but don't tire yourself."
Meng Xinzhu looked into Ru'er's eyes and saw that this girl really cared about her master. She patted Ru'er's hand and said, "Don't worry, I know." Then she thought of something and added, "But I heard that the old man said to practice this skill.
There is also a problem, that is, it has some impact on memory, and some events will be forgotten. Maybe one day your health will be better, but you will forget who you are."
"Really?"
Meng Xinzhu sat in the pavilion, "If you don't know, let's take a look first. Ru'er, if I really have to forget, you have to remember to remind me."
"Don't worry, Madam. Ru'er has written it down. As long as Madam's body can recover, it doesn't matter if she forgets the past. There is nothing to remember anyway."
Meng Xinzhu squinted at the palace maid, and she smiled, "Yes, if this disease can be cured, it will be like dying and being reborn, forgetting all the unpleasantness before, and living every day happily."
"Mother, you have finally figured it out," Ru'er said with tears in her eyes, "If you had thought this way earlier, your illness would not have gotten worse day by day."
Why does it sound like you are talking about Lin Daiyu! Meng Xinzhu patted Ru'er on the shoulder, "Okay Ru'er, don't cry. Today is the day of my rebirth. There should be no more tears in the Bamboo Garden before."
"Empress!" Meng Xinzhu looked for the voice, and a eunuch stepped forward. This should be Eunuch Chen whom Concubine Zhu mentioned, the only "male" here, "Ru'er, help your empress back to the house quickly, it's windy here."
"No, I've been in the house for a long time. It's rare to go out for a walk and enjoy the flowers. I'm in good spirits today, so I'll sit outside."
"Ru'er, get a cloak for your Majesty." Eunuch Chen ordered, then turned to Meng Xinzhu, "Your Majesty's favorite magnolia flowers are blooming just right. I will pick some for you later and put them in the house."
"No, flowers look better on trees. If you pick them, they will lose their life."
Eunuch Chen looked at Concubine Zhu. Although she still looked tired today, she did feel very energetic. He couldn't help but frown. Concubine had been ill for a long time and suddenly improved in the past few days. Could it be that she had returned to her former glory?
?Remembering what she said about Magnolia just now, it seems that the empress also knows that her time is running out. Although this empress has never been favored by the saints, she has served her for ten years and is a good master. Now she is not only dying.
, he would also be buried with him. Thinking of this, his eyes couldn't help but moisten.
"Eunuch Chen, what's wrong?"
"Returning to your Majesty, I saw your Majesty getting better and I cried with joy."
"Eunuch Chen, you are right. Our empress received the favor of the gods and learned a boxing technique that can cure diseases. The gods said that her illness can be cured. Just now we watched her practice."
"Really?" She was dreaming of gods. It seemed that her time was really running out. Eunuch Chen's face was not happy.
Meng Xinzhu looked at him carefully, "I won't say whether it works or not, but exercise is always good for the body."
"That's what your Majesty said," Eunuch Chen wiped away his tears, "My Majesty, my servant has gone down to make some medicine for you. Lotus, please take good care of me."
It seems that this Eunuch Chen is not as easy to deceive as Ru'er and the others. He doesn't quite believe in the magic of immortals teaching boxing. But judging from his expression, it seems that he is looking back at Concubine Zhu, thinking about his master's past affection and feeling sad about himself.
You will be buried together. Meng Xinzhu smiled and looked at Magnolia again. Don't worry, I will not let you be buried together. This is what I promised Concubine Zhu.
In the evening, Hongde Longqiu was walking alone on the corridor of Yuekang Mountain. He thought of what happened here last night. He looked at the hair bundle in his hand and wondered when he would see the true face of its owner in Lushan. Xiao Zhao was standing there
In the garden on the top of the mountain, I saw the emperor slowly walking over and hurriedly stepped forward, "Your Majesty, I found something." He pointed to the grass, "It was obvious that someone had been lying here, and there was still the same dust that the woman had sprinkled.