The Beloved Imperial Consort

The spring jasmine has sprouted, and it is the spring of the thirteenth year of Yongqing.

In the imperial study room, Emperor Jian'an rubbed the center of his brows, closed his eyes and waited for a long time, until he became dizzy, and then slowly opened his eyes. There was a little fog in front of my eyes, and I was a little dizzy.

"Guo Furui."

The round-faced eunuch who had replaced Eunuch Gu as the former chief executive, immediately came in when he heard the call from the Lord Long Live.

"Doctor Xuan." The man with a bad complexion first gave the errand, then opened his eyes and explained carefully, "Don't disturb the imperial concubine's palace."

Guo Furui's complexion changed drastically, how dare he delay. When I went out, I stumbled and happened to bump into the crown prince holding a memorial, and came to ask Emperor Jian'an about political affairs.

Confessing the crime hastily, Guo Furui personally led the people and rushed to the Royal Hospital in a panic. The crown prince frowned, but when he turned around, he saw that the emperor hadn't reviewed the memorial as usual. Very rare.

When he got closer, Zong Zhengde seemed to have noticed something, and a few steps closer, he already found that something was wrong with the emperor.

"Father!" For the first time seeing the expression of an all-powerful man, Zong Zhengde found himself inexplicably terrified.

"It's nothing, maybe I drank wine and blew the cool breeze yesterday. Now I'm just dizzy. It will be fine in a while." Hearing the concern in the prince's words, Emperor Jian'an waved his hand, not forgetting to remind him not to tell his mother and concubine .

With disapproval, the prince put down the memorial and went around behind the imperial case to rub the forehead for the emperor. "You can't hide it from the concubine mother."

"Even if you can't hide it, there's no need to disturb her." Waiting for him to return to the palace in the evening and take the medicine early can also make her feel at ease.

Contrary to Zong Zhenglin's expectations, Mu Xiyao rushed to the study in the afternoon. As soon as he entered, he looked at him and frowned. "Your Majesty, why do you hide your body from your concubines?" She ran to Emperor Jian'an one step ahead of her, but it was Princess Rong Hui who held a hand stove and forced it into the emperor's hands.

"Father, the imperial doctor said that you have a slight fever. Mother and concubine said that it is better to cover your sweat when you are cold. You should hold Ronghui's hand stove and have a good sleep." The ten-year-old girl already knows how to love others, Zong Zheng Lin caressed the top of her hair, hugged the light pink enamel hand stove, and did not refuse.

"I have already used the medicine." The little woman's eyes seemed to be on fire. The emperor's voice was hoarse, he took the small hand of the person in front of him, and patted the back of her hand to comfort her. "Next time, I won't hide it from Jiaojiao."

After staying for a while, Rong Hui exited the door sensible. Just as he was about to step down the steps, he heard low laughter and noise from inside. The corner of the eldest princess's mouth curled up, and her eyes were full of joy.

The father is very capable, he can calm down the anger of the mother and concubine, and now it makes people laugh. In a blink of an eye, thinking of Cheng Zhan who wanted to skip class just now, Rong Hui squinted her eyes. Go back and say that the concubine mother is still angry, and the emperor will punish him for another half an hour!

The eldest princess raised her head, and hurriedly returned to the palace to clean up her younger brother. Mother and concubine have no free time, so they take care of father and emperor more. She wants to pick up the burden, and by the way, she also takes care of Chengyou!

He also said that he was her elder brother, whose handwriting was far worse than that of the prince's elder brother.

Persuade him to rest earlier and hand over the important papers to the prince for review. Mu Xiyao accompanied her back to the palace, and reported her safety letter to the Queen Mother of the East Palace by the way.

The Eastern Empress Dowager has been bedridden since last year and has been unable to get up. When I first heard that the emperor had passed on the imperial doctor, I was so anxious that I asked someone to lift the sedan chair to see it in person. If Mu Xiyao hadn't sent Mother Zhao to stop them, the Yushufang would be in such a mess right now.

"In the past few days, the medicine and the health-preserving soup have also been stopped. I'm afraid it will wash out the nature of the medicine."

"I rest earlier at night, and my concubines will watch over your arrangement before the hour of Hai. On the other hand, your recuperation is the most important thing this month."

"Use more fruits and vegetables that you didn't like to eat in the past."

Counting the past one by one with my fingers, I read that Emperor Jian'an embraced her by his side, didn't say yes or no, just hugged her and quietly rested.

After not hearing his answer for a while, Mu Xiyao turned around and saw the man resting his chin on her neck, and closed her eyes comfortably.

Squinting her eyes, the imperial concubine understood in an instant that this man was probably planning to use a dose of medicine today, and then he would never wait to see those bitter soups again.

Sir Boss, you are really... even better than you!

"The concubine knows that you are not asleep. The medicine still needs to be used. The concubine will go to the imperial study every day to watch, and it will not be too late to go back after serving you the medicine."

"En. Jiaojiao kisses you, it's up to you." He moved the palm around her waist up and down, and the man who pretended to be out of spirit was staring at her with raised eyebrows, his eyes were dark, and coaxed her to go over. Accompanied by her, reviewing memorials went much smoother.

"You...!" Lord Long Live, you are really taking advantage of your concubine when you have no chance. Turning her head, Mu Yaonu muttered, but her face was a little embarrassed.

After being served comfortably by the imperial concubine for a few days, Emperor Jian'an recovered from his illness.

Seeing the cute and docile appearance of the little girl, Zong Zhenglin was very rare. He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he has a solid foundation. It was an expedient measure to fall ill last time. It happened that this woman was having a temper with him again, speaking of it, it was only this time that he really realized that Mu Xiyao was meticulous and considerate during her illness.

The emperor was happy, so he went to Yuxiu Palace to admire many rare treasures. The eyes of the people were so envious.

Even at this moment, Mu Xiyao failed to realize that Zong Zhenglin's illness this time was not accidental. It wasn't until Emperor Jian'an had two consecutive coughs and colds half a year later, and the imperial doctor couldn't tell what was abnormal, that Mu Xiyao suddenly raised his mind and secretly gave birth to a warning sign.

Such ups and downs, recovering and falling ill, is definitely not a good thing. What's more, Zong Zhenglin's body and bones have always been healthy, how can he catch the cold with just a casual wind!

Just when she was full of doubts and pestered the man to pass on Yugu to the palace to examine his pulse carefully, Zong Zhenglin had a low-grade fever again. People are also groggy, and have not gone to the morning court for two days.

This disease is more dangerous than any other.

"Your Majesty, I can't even see clearly when I'm standing a few steps away. Yugu, is this poisoned?" Can ordinary typhoid affect the eyes? !

After cutting the pulse again and again, and moving her wrists back and forth a few times, Yugu frowned deeply, and her eyes showed seriousness for the first time.

"It doesn't look like being poisoned by someone. From the pulse condition, it seems that the internal organs are slightly exhausted."

Internal organ failure! Mu Xiyao was very shocked.

"Although the symptoms are mild now, the most embarrassing thing is for the concubine, but the cause cannot be determined. It is impossible to prescribe a prescription."

Even Yugu was helpless?

"Your Majesty, it's not because this concubine is good at treating poison. I'm afraid that if I don't diagnose and treat it in time, the eyes of Long Live Lord... can't be delayed."

The prince standing beside him was terrified. In his anxiety, he unexpectedly saw that the imperial concubine's face was calm, she only frowned slightly, but she didn't mess up her hands and feet as he expected.

"Mother Concubine." Unknowingly called out. Just to make sure at this moment whether she endured the pain by force and insisted not to be seen by others.

The accident happened so suddenly that Mu Xiyao's mind was in a mess.

When it really came to the day when he fell down, she suddenly woke up. Perhaps this man had already imprinted her in her heart before she was aware of it.

Even if she refuses to admit it and panics for a moment, she will not be able to deceive anyone.

I want her to plan all the time to win his favor. He just changed his method and calculated her as well.

She is well versed in the way of overcoming rigidity with softness; he will reward her with subtle subtleties.

Zong Zhenglin... Because of this man, this time, she didn't feel wronged by the loss.

With an extremely complicated expression, she took a deep look at the man lying flat on the bed with a scarf on his forehead, Mu Xiyao called the prince, and walked slowly outside.