It’s Better to be the Empress Dowager

Master Tang was not sleeping peacefully in this sleep. After she returned to the camp with the rescuers, she started to have a fever that night. She exhausted her last willpower, hid the book in her sleeve in the corner of the bed, and then fell to the ground, completely unaware of personnel.

There was a fire in the dream, and her whole body was roasted on a shelf. Master Tang was unable to breathe well, she vaguely felt that her current state was very dangerous, and she had to wake up quickly, but she struggled for a long time and could not break free from her dream.

She slept in this way for a long time, and then it seemed that someone was sitting next to her, reaching out and probing her forehead, pulling the quilt for her. There were more footsteps behind, people coming and going in the ears, someone feeding her medicine, someone moistening her lips with cotton, Master Tang felt much better and fell asleep deeper.

She didn't know how long she had slept. When she woke up, the windows on all sides were hanging, and the sound from outside was pattering, and it was raining again.

Master Tang opened his eyes for a long time before he remembered where he was. She wanted to sit up, but she didn't know if she didn't move. Only when she moved like this did she find that her body was sore and weak.

She felt like she was doing her best, but in fact, she only moved her fingers slightly. Fortunately, her voice alarmed the people outside, and soon someone walked around the screen and came in to check. When the other party saw Master Tang awake, he was taken aback for a while, and immediately put on a smile: "You are awake."

Master Tang looked at the visitor, his eyebrows tucked up: "Zhou Shunhua, why are you?"

"I am here to take care of you by the prince's order." Zhou Shunhua said, shouting to the soldiers outside the tent, "Miss Tang is awake, go and invite the prince."

Master Tang slowed down for a while, and after accumulating strength, he sat up **** himself. Upon seeing this, Zhou Shunhua stepped forward to help Master Tang sit down, and brought her a cup of tea.

Master Tang's voice was hoarse, almost unable to speak. After drinking a full cup of tea, she finally felt better in her throat. Master Tang looked around and asked: "Are we still in the paddock?"

"Yes."

"Where is the son?"

Zhao Chengjun just walked in and just heard this sentence. Zhao Chengjun paused for a short while and continued to walk into the tent steadily and calmly. Across the screen, the situation inside was vague, and only a vaguely visible woman with long hair in plain clothes, weakly leaning on the bed, only a small figure.

I can't say clearly, but the first thing I wake up is to ask Zhao Zixun. Zhao Chengjun didn't know what to say about Master Tang, looking at a person who could handle him clearly, he would end up desperate for love.

Zhao Chengjun walked fast, and it was only after he came in that the guard remembered to pass the report. When Shishi Tang and Zhou Shunhua heard Zhao Chengjun coming, they stopped talking for an instant. Zhou Shunhua stood up and saluted Zhao Chengjun, Tang Shishi also remembered, was stopped by Zhao Chengjun: "Don't move, take care of it."

Master Tang thanked him and slowly leaned back to collapse. Zhao Chengjun came, and Zhou Shunhua naturally did not dare to continue sitting on the couch. She stood on the side of the screen with her hands tied and let out the space in front.

Zhao Chengjun didn't mean to be seated. He waved his hand, and the imperial doctor behind immediately came forward holding the box and diagnosed Master Tang's pulse. The imperial doctor pressed for a while, stood up, bowed and said: "Report to the prince, Miss Tang's fever has gone away, and you can recover by drinking a few more medicines that strengthen the foundation and purge your body."

Zhao Chengjun nodded and said, "Go down and dispense medicine."

"Yes."

After the imperial doctor left, Zhao Chengjun walked to the collapsed edge and stretched out two fingers. This gesture was like a gesture of flicking the forehead, Tang Shishi subconsciously hid backwards, Zhao Chengjun fell into the air, and cast his eyes down at her: "What are you hiding?"

Teacher Tang smirked, and said euphemistically: "Didn't the imperial physician say everything just now, isn't it okay?"

Why are you still beating her?

Zhao Chengjun didn't understand the logic. He continued to move forward. Seeing Master Tang was about to hide again, Zhao Chengjun glanced at her lightly, Master Tang abruptly held back. Zhao Chengjun dropped his finger on Master Tang's forehead, probing for a while, and said, "It's really better. I sweat a lot these days, don't see the wind, don't let her go."

These latter words were addressed to Zhou Shunhua, and there was a tea cup on the table, which was the one that Master Tang had just used. Zhao Chengjun saw it, glanced at it, and said, "Remove the tea. In the future, only boiled water will be added, and some coarse salt will be added to her every day."

Zhou Shunhua took notes one by one, bending his knees and said: "Yes."

Teacher Tang was stunned. She thought Zhao Chengjun had settled the accounts after the fall, but unexpectedly, he just came to ask about her condition. She looked at Zhao Chengjun, then turned to look at Zhou Shunhua, and found something wrong.

Master Tang tentatively asked: "Master, sister Zhou is here..."

Zhou Shunhua took the initiative to step forward and replied: "There are only two women in the camp. Miss Tang is sick and it is not convenient for a foreigner to get close. Therefore, I have been taking care of Miss Tang during this time."

Master Tang guessed the implementation, she instinctively wanted to laugh, her lips curled up, and then quickly held back, hypocritically said: "How ashamed of this..."

Tang Shishi was nestled on the cave, and Zhao Chengjun and Zhou Shunhua were both standing, a bit taller than Tang Shishi. Zhao Chengjun occupies a high degree of advantage. As long as he lowers his head, he can capture all the small expressions of Teacher Tang in his eyes.

Zhao Chengjun saw through Tang's careful thoughts at a glance. Although he was still solemn, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted. The little fox surrounded Zhao Chengjun's feet, biting Zhao Chengjun's hem with boldness. The people around him were so scared that they didn't dare to pant, but Zhao Chengjun was in a good mood. He rarely didn't care. He just kicked the little fox lightly and said, "You are so healthy. Don't disturb your thoughts that shouldn't be moved."

The last sentence was vaguely warning, Master Tang didn't even think about it, and said cleverly: "Oh, yes."

No matter what the person above said, just agree to it, anyway, she wouldn't listen. As soon as Zhao Chengjun looked at Master Tang's face, she knew that she didn't care at all, and she didn't repent.

Zhao Chengjun held back because she was a patient, but said: "It's better to be so."

After speaking, Zhao Chengjun turned and walked out. When he arrived at the door, Master Tang suddenly thought of something and quickly asked, "Master, what about your injuries?"

Zhao Chengjun paused slightly, really surprised. He didn't turn his head, and said indifferently: "It's okay. You don't have to worry about it, but take care of your illness with peace of mind."

After Zhao Chengjun's figure disappeared completely, the air in the tent seemed to flow again. Zhou Shunhua walked slowly and said, "The prince is very kind to you."

Master Tang rolled his eyes secretly, and on the surface, he still said to Zhou Shunhua affectionately: "The prince is kind-hearted and can't bear to let me die from illness. The son is really on the cusp of Sister Zhou."

Zhou Shunhua smiled lightly, noncommittal. Zhou Shunhua moved a round stool and sat on the side of Tang Shishi's collapse, making a gesture of peeling fruit for Tang Shishi. When Master Tang saw it, he quickly declined and said, "Sister Zhou, you and I are in love with sisters. If you are closer to your background, how can you do the work of serving others?"

Master Tang yelled, but his body remained motionless, allowing Zhou Shunhua to peel off his skin. Zhou Shunhua said: "It's okay, the prince asked me to take care of you. I should do these things of serving tea and water."

Master Tang was comfortable, and even the long-ill body was lightened up. Master Tang was setting off firecrackers in his heart, and he still hypocritically politely said: "I'm really sorry, Sister Zhou has been working hard these days."

"It's not hard work." Zhou Shunhua smiled, showing no resentment or unwillingness at all, as if she should have been like this. "Two days ago, Princess Narentoya came to visit the prince in the camp with King Zhongshun, and the princess made a special detour. Look at you. At that time, you were still feverish and unconscious. The princess waited for a while before leaving."

Master Tang gave a hum, an assassin appeared in the paddock. Neither Zhao Chengjun nor Anji Timur could rest assured, the hunting could only be stopped halfway. After all, King Zhongshun was a vassal of the Yan Dynasty, King Jing was injured, Yu Qingyu and Anji Timur had to come and walk through the scene. Unexpectedly, Narentuoya also specially came to visit Teacher Tang.

Teacher Tang asked: "The King Zhongshun and the princess have already left?"

"Yes." Zhou Shunhua said, "King Zhongshun set off after leaving the prince's place. It has been four days now."

Master Tang was speechless when he heard this time, and asked, "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Counting the first two days, a total of seven days."

Teacher Tang murmured: "It's so long."

Zhou Shunhua didn't speak, but he thought in his heart, isn't it? Fate is really hard. Master Tang had a high fever for seven days. Two days ago, because King Jing was in a coma, no one paid any attention to Master Tang at all. Master Tang had a fever and fainted for two days before water and rice entered the ground, and he was able to survive. After King Jing was sober, he immediately mobilized the best resources, and even transported medicine from thousands of miles, which could be regarded as saving Master Tang's life.

Master Tang didn't know what happened during the coma, she thought she just had a fever in general. Master Tang caressed his heart, and said in a long and comfortable voice: "If you survive a catastrophe, there will be a blessing. It means that my future blessings will continue."

Zhou Shunhua smiled and nodded in response: "That's right."

Master Tang knew that he was okay, King Jing was okay, and Zhao Zixun was okay. After that, he immediately cheered up and burned infinite passion. This is a plot that is not in the original book. Master Tang can still survive, indicating that she is destined to be the queen mother! Master Tang is full of confidence, and only then can he pay attention to other things. She asked: "Who was the assassin that day, and was it caught?"

"Caught it, it's a Tatar." Zhou Shunhua said, "These people were interrogated by the prince himself. I don't know more about it."

These are enough, Master Tang doesn't care about internal details, she only cares about her plot. Master Tang asked again: "Where is the elder son? That day, the prince thought that the elder son fell off the cliff, and he personally went under the cliff to find him, but he accidentally hit an ambush. Did the elder son fall off the cliff? How was he found?"

Zhou Shunhua has also experienced these things, and no one knows the details better than her. Zhou Shunhua lowered his eyes and said: "We were chased by the assassin, and then the son smashed a **** road, took me to hide in the tree, and escaped. We have not been to the cliff."

Master Tang said slowly. Sure enough, the traces on the edge of the cliff were forged. She said, how could such a high cliff fall unscathed? Thinking of this, Master Tang finally remembered one thing: "I remember you blocked a knife for the son, are you still wounded?"

Zhou Shunhua stroked his shoulders and said, "It's no problem, the skin wounds are not serious."

Teacher Tang was a little embarrassed. The heroine blocked the knife for the son and was injured. After returning to the camp, she was taken by Zhao Chengjun to take care of her before she had a rest. I have to say that Zhao Chengjun really doesn't do personnel affairs.

There is no pity and love for jade.

Master Tang said: "Sister Zhou has worked hard, I almost forgot that you still have injuries. It's a pity that I was in a coma and didn't know the outside situation. If I knew, I would definitely not let this happen."

In other words, this is an order from Zhao Chengjun, to hate Zhao Chengjun, anyway, it has nothing to do with her Tang Master.

Zhou Shunhua smiled and said: "What is Miss Tang saying? I have a thick skin. How can I compare with Miss Tang? Don't say Miss Tang was seriously ill at the time. Even if it is normal, I should take care of you."

There seemed to be something wrong with Zhou Shunhua’s words. Master Tang didn’t figure out what’s wrong for a while. She didn’t mention it for the time being, and inadvertently provoked, “Sister Zhou, such a beautiful woman like a flower and jade, has to take care of others with her injuries. Yu Xin couldn't bear it. If the prince knew it, how distressed it would be."

Zhou Shunhua smiled slightly, his eyes flashed lonely. She lowered her head and quickly concealed the look in her eyes, and said: "Don't dare to be. Miss Tang is beautiful, and she is valued by the prince. I am just a maid. It is a blessing to be able to take care of Miss Tang. How can I dare to climb the world?"

Master Tang finally understood what was wrong just now. Zhou Shunhua put her in the position of the prince's woman in both words and phrases. As the maidservant of the son of the prince, Zhou Shunhua must of course be obedient and patient. After Master Tang wanted to understand, his inner feelings were quite complicated.

Master Tang did not expect that she received the female lead's flattery not as a regular wife to a concubine, or a queen to a concubine, but as an elder. This entry point is a bit strange. Master Tang wanted to explain that she had nothing to do with King Jing, but he didn't want to extend Zhou Shunhua's prestige, and finally vaguely said: "It's not as good as you said, it's just a coincidence."

Teacher Tang comfortably raised the illness for several days, and when he woke up, he pretended to be forced to call Zhou Shunhua. Zhou Shunhua deserves to be a person who has been fighting for 20 years and has endured to the position of a queen. His patience is first-class. No matter how Master Tang acts as a demon, Zhou Shunhua is not angry. Little daughter-in-law.

Master Tang was startled by her own association with goose bumps. She lay in boredom for several days, but found that there was no sign of starting. Master Tang finally couldn't help it. Once, she quietly walked outside the door while others were not paying attention. No one stopped her on the way. As a result, she didn't wait for her to relax. As soon as she opened the curtain, she was stopped by the guards outside: "Miss Tang, the prince asked you to recuperate in the camp and you can't go out."

Master Tang was discouraged, and she knew that King Jing would not let her go. Master Tang asked: "If I don't go out, I just breathe air. By the way, since the paddock is not safe, why did King Zhongshun have left, but we still didn't set off? What are the princes waiting for?"

The guard gave a stern look and said, "Wait for Miss Tang to get better."

Master Tang was surprised. She thought it was a joke, but the soldier looked serious and didn't mean to joke. While they were talking here, the main account heard movement and the account door opened.

Zhao Chengjun walked out slowly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Master Tang had no choice but to repeat what he said just now: "Master, King Zhongshun is gone, when shall we go?"

Zhao Chengjun looked at Master Tang, suddenly stepped forward, and leaned towards Master Tang's forehead. Master Tang resisted and did not hide, when the soldiers on duty around saw it, silently opened their eyes.

Zhao Chengjun asked: "Is he better?"

Master Tang didn't dare to move, and nodded stiffly: "Okay."

Zhao Chengjun retracted his hand and said casually: "Then let's go. Pass the order and go back to Xiping Mansion."