"Farewell Branch" 35/ Lychee is very sweet, quiet and empty Jingyang Palace, quiet as if no one lives.Wen Shu Xijing, who was waiting in front of the hall, was accustomed to doing things lightly early on, and did not dare to make a sound.Outside the dormitory, Sha Yue wandered back and forth anxiously, and there was a rumor that the imperial doctor was inside, and she couldn't see the girl, and there were rumors that the concubine died in the palace, and Sha Yue's face was white, and she was afraid, afraid, and ......
Su Xin stood aside steadily, and when he saw her like this, he persuaded him with good words, "The emperor has announced that the imperial doctor is coming, and the girl who covers the moon doesn't have to worry too much." ”Sha Yue had a lot of footsteps, watching her open her mouth, and then closed her mouth in frustration.Su Xin was originally a palace maid who served in front of the palace, that is, the emperor's person, so she naturally favored the emperor, who knew the panic in her heart.At this time, the inside of the house was quieter than the outside of the temple, and the smell of Suhexiang slowly wafted from the incense burner.The curtain of the bed was so tightly covered that it was impossible to see the people inside.The imperial physician knelt on the edge of the bed and covered his wrist with a handkerchief, so that he dared to take the pulse.I saw that he frowned, his expression was very serious, and then, his brows were furrowed even tighter.Wen Shu looked at it, and his face was not very good-looking.The imperial doctor paused, withdrew his hand, lowered his head and said: "Weichen diagnosed, the queen mother should be cold, and overtired, qi deficiency, body weakness, low-grade fever, plus the mother herself is weak, not a strong person, so it is more likely to fall ill, but it is not a big deal, prescribe two medicines, and you can recover after a few hours." ”Wen Shu looked sideways and looked at the figure in the bed curtain, "That's all?"
”"Uh..."
The Imperial Doctor lowered his head another inch, "After taking the medicine, you should be able to wake up after a few hours of rest, but, it's..." ”He frowned impatiently.The imperial doctor touched the sweat on his forehead, trembled and said: "That's it, it's just that the mother is young, her body is weak, and she is new to menstruation, so it is not appropriate to be excessive...""
Let's go down."
The man lifted his eyes indifferently.The imperial doctor couldn't ask for it, so he helped the black gauze hat on the top of his head and breathed a sigh of relief.After a while, Su Xin came in with a bowl of ginseng soup.At this time, the bed curtain had been hung up, and she could see at a glance what the situation was, Rao had been serving in Jingyang Palace for many years, and she had practiced the ability to keep her face from changing color, but she still couldn't help blushing.No wonder the Imperial Doctor...
She said softly: "Your Majesty, the ginseng soup is ready, but do you want the slave maid to serve the mother?"
”"Not necessarily."
He answered lightly, and then reached out and helped the sleeping man up.Su Xin's face was shocked for a moment, and he handed the bowl forward, Wen Shu took the spoon, spoonful by spoon, and patiently fed it to the little girl's mouth.Seeing that a bowl of ginseng soup was about to bottom out, Fu Mingsong seemed to be choked, his brows furrowed, and his hoarse voice coughed twice, at this moment, a person broke into outside the palace gate - Mrs.
Shen's face was solemn, and when she saw Su Xin holding the medicine, her heart sank, and she hurriedly stepped forward to take the medicine bowl, and looked down, it was dark and black, and she didn't know what kind of medicine it was!"
You, what are you doing here?"
Empress Dowager Shen said angrily: "You have to marry someone!"
This girl is now the queen, but not your concubines who are casually carried into the palace, if there is a good thing, the government and the opposition, how can you explain!
”There was silence again.Su Xin's eyes widened in surprise, and she still maintained the movement of holding the medicine bowl with both hands, and when she saw Empress Dowager Shen scolding her head and face, everyone was scared stupid.And the man who has always been moody and moody is rare to be stunned at this time.After a moment, Wen Shu straightened his expression and pursed his lips to look at Empress Dowager Shen, "Queen Mother, what are you thinking?"
”He paused slightly, and his eyes fell on the medicine bowl in her hand, "The ginseng soup has been spilled." ”Empress Dowager Shen's eyes froze, and she met Wen Shu's gaze with such a fierce face, and she made a movement in her hands, and she didn't say anything for a long time.Only then did she move her gaze to the woman on the bed, still wearing the dark red undershirt from yesterday's big wedding, but the neckline was wrinkled, and on the fair skin, she could faintly see some colorful...
Empress Dowager Shen was silent for a long time, and her hand holding the medicine bowl shook...
Ginseng soup?
She coughed lightly twice, handed the bowl to Su Xin, took two steps closer, looked down at the person who had closed her eyes and was not awake, and hesitated, "What's the matter?"
”The man's face did not change, and he raised his hand and wiped the soup stains on the corners of Ming Song's lips with his fingertips, "The wind is cold, it's okay, the imperial doctor has prescribed medicine." ”Empress Dowager Shen suddenly breathed two sighs of relief, nodded and said, "Wind chill...
It's time to call the Imperial Doctor to take a look. ”After that, she straightened her face, "No, I was sick on the first day of the wedding, and the mourning family was anxious for a while. ”Mrs.
Shen looked embarrassed, she was also a person from the past, looking at the appearance of the person on the bed, and then thinking of the wind and cold, a fool can understand what is going on.She opened her mouth, but closed it tightly, and finally said "mourning for the lack of family", and turned away.The steps are much gentler than when they came.Su Xin held the cold ginseng soup and handed it forward hesitantly, "Your Majesty, this..." ”Su Xin bowed his head and stepped back softly.The doors of the temple were closed, and there was silence on all sides.Wen Shu lowered his head, and could only hear the steady, shallow breathing of the person in his arms.He lifted his hand to her thin white neck, and touched the marks he had bitten out in the night, and he was so weak that he was sick, like a delicate flower.How can such a body grow so big in a big mansion.Wen Shu lowered his eyes and looked at the face leaning on his chest, and an indescribable feeling lingered in his heart.In a moment, he placed the person on the bed, tucked the quilt, and was about to get up, when he heard her frown and call a few times, brother.Wen Shu stood up for a moment, and his eyebrows sank, which brother made her so haunted.- The wedding was not going to court for three days, and Wen Shu didn't think that he could toss Ming Song sick, so he was idle and idle, so he went to the imperial study to approve the backlog of music in the past two days.The summer was hot, and the ice was in the hall, and Yuan Lu held the brocade fan and shook it slowly, so that the cool air on the ice floated to the people on the seat.Suddenly, the man's narrow eyes closed slightly, and his gaze moved downward, falling on the three words of his signature.Wei Shijun.Wu Chenghe burst the embankment, and so far the Ministry of Industry has not been able to come up with a satisfactory method.In fact, the treasury has allocated 100,000 silver before, and now it is impossible to ask the imperial court to allocate this silver, so the Ministry of Industry can only transfer funds through various states and counties to make up for this loophole, so that no one wants to wade into this troubled water.This Wei Shijun is the youngest son of the old general of the Protector General's Mansion, and he has not been able to inherit his father's mantle like his brother, and he only fishes in troubled waters in an inconspicuous position in the Ministry of Industry.But this excerpt, which is full of writing about the repair of the river and has clear logic, was actually written by Wei Shijun."
Has there been any change in the Wei family recently?"
Yuan Lu paused, raised his eyes and pondered for a while, picked on the abnormal thing and said: "There is no one on the side, it is the head of Wei, who has been very diligent recently, and often goes to the general's mansion to ask the old general for political advice." ”The Wei brothers have long been separated from each other, Xu is Wei Shidong, a small general of Wei who has inherited the mantle, but this Wei Shijun has been neglected and stocked, and for a while, he has frequently entered and exited the general's mansion, which will inevitably attract people's attention.Wen Shu closed the fold, pinched a corner and shook it up and down, gently patted it on the table, and asked, "Who is that?"
”Even Wei Qiping, the old general of Wei, is only a martial artist, with a straightforward temperament, not a delicate person.This excerpt was not written by him when he taught Wei Shijun.Yuan Lu asked him to ask this, and his eyebrows suddenly raised: "There is one person, a new guest from the Wei family's mansion, Master Kong who went back to the Hanlin Academy last time also talked to the slave, I heard that he is only seventeen years old, but he is quite literate, named..."
Yuan Lu frowned and thought about it carefully, "It seems to be called, Song Changjue." ”Literary talent...
Wen Shu lowered his head and read the content of the excerpt again, not only the literary style, it should be a talent, but it's a pity.Yuan Lu was waiting for refreshments on the side, and seeing that the folds piled up like a hill were empty, he glanced out the window, and was hesitating whether to remind him, when the person who was immersed in government affairs suddenly closed the folds in his hand.- Ming Song slept until it was dark, the doors and windows of the dormitory were closed, and the curtains were lowered, and it was dim, and he didn't know what time it was.She sat up with a sore body, feeling empty on her body, looked down, and couldn't help but close her eyes.Thinking back to yesterday, the obscene clothes embroidered with dragons and phoenixes were torn apart...
The girl pursed her lips, endured her grievances, and slowly helped the bed down, and as soon as her feet touched the ground, she couldn't stand.As soon as Wen Shu pushed the door in, he saw such a scene, and saw her squatting next to the bed, without moving for a long time.He frowned, and raised his feet until he stood in front of her, and the person who was squatting on the ground seemed to be frightened, and raised his face in a panic, and his reddened eyes were suddenly exposed to him.The aggrieved, scared, and helpless emotions can all be seen clearly in her eyes.Fu Mingsong didn't expect him to appear suddenly, so he almost fell to the ground in fright, raised his head and looked at him with a stunned expression.One lowered his eyes and raised his head, and they looked at each other for a long time.Wen Shu suddenly bent over, and directly picked up the person and put him on the bed, "What are you crying about?"
”The tone is not good, and it is even a little cold.The little girl must have frightened him, and the tears in her eyes couldn't hold back and didn't dare to fall, she raised her hand and shook her head while wiping away her tears: "No." ”......Seeing her like this, the man's face suddenly relaxed, and he sighed: "Cry and cry, I didn't kill you." ”He looked down, "Still hurting?"
”Ming Song was stunned for a moment, suddenly flushed from the root of his ears to his cheeks, shook his head against his will, and responded softly: "No, it doesn't hurt." ”It hurts, and the whole body hurts as if it has been pierced by a sharp sword and cut in half.Admittedly, he knew she was lying.How could this kind of thing not hurt, not to mention that he used a little bit of strength last night, he knew it.Wen Shu reached out and took the medicine box on the shelf, as if he was saying an ordinary thing, "It's swollen, I wiped the medicine on you once at night, it shouldn't be good." ”The little face that was raised froze slightly, a pair of water-washed eyes widened, and the round toes curled up once again when they landed on the feet beside the bed.As if she had heard some foul language, she wished she could cover her ears, but she didn't dare.But the initiator in front of him was not ashamed at all, holding the square box, and asked, "Do you apply the medicine yourself, or will I come?"
”When the words fell, Ming Song was startled, and quickly took the medicine box from his hand, "I, I'll come by myself." ”Her neck also turned red completely, and the whole person looked like a boiled shrimp, and she reached out to put down the bed curtain, and then got into the futon. ...