Dr. Wu's "medicine" is really effective, within three days, it was rumored in Beijing that Miss Gu Wu had regained her beauty and delicate face, and that water and spirit were more than before, and for a while, those ladies and ladies in Beijing, who had chickenpox and had a scar, or were born with a birthmark from the mother's womb, all rushed to find that Dr. Wu for diagnosis and treatment.

Later, some news came out one after another, saying that Dr. Wu was really a miracle doctor with excellent medical skills, so more people came to him. Later, I heard that Dr. Wu was jealous of his talents, and Dr. Wu suddenly contracted a vicious disease, which really fulfilled the old saying, a doctor treats others but not himself, and Dr. Wu's illness is getting worse day by day, and he can't even speak. In the end, her mother-in-law transferred the casino, closed the hospital, and used a carriage to carry Dr. Wu, who was still breathing, back to her ancestral hometown of Tongzhou.

This legend of the doctor came to an abrupt end, which made many people in the capital sigh and sigh. When Gu Zhirong heard the news in Liuyun Courtyard, he immediately squirted out a mouthful of tea. She could imagine how embarrassed Qin Lu, the attendant of the Hall Master of the Treasure Jian Hall, must have looked when he dealt with so many people. Presumably, it was because he couldn't cope with it, so he adopted such a "hiding" method, right?

Cai Qing, who knew that "Doctor Wu" was fine, also couldn't stop laughing, and in the days to come, their masters and servants often laughed about this matter. In the midst of talking and laughing, after a few days, it ushered in Cen Guifei's birthday.

On this day, in the Heart Cultivation Palace, the current saint wearing a yellow dragon robe is sitting on the desk to review the chapter. He was about forty years old, his face was thin, his face was paler than usual, and his beard was very neat. Obviously well trimmed. is in the prime of life, but there is sparse and falling hair in the bundled hair, a scene of premature aging of Yinghua.

The half-open windows let the wind in. Lifting his robe, it was empty, and Zhang Dekai, the chief eunuch standing on the side, was distressed for a while, and the emperor was relieved again.

Zhang Dekai thought in his heart, in fact, the emperor is sick, there is really no need to be so tired, isn't there still the prince and ministers?

Now the crown prince is close to the weak crown. The emperor also tried to let go of many things in the court and let him deal with them. Earlier, the emperor went to Taihu Lake Pool to recuperate. He is also the crown prince in charge of the country, isn't there not a trace of mistakes? Moreover, although the prince is a little arrogant by nature, he is vigorous and resolute in handling things, and he has the style of an emperor. This point is very appreciated by the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother has said more than once that this world will be the prince's world. Many old ministers in the court who have followed the first emperor are high enough to shock the lord, but in front of the prince who is not easy to show, they dare not rely on the old and sell the old at all, and dare not put the old ministers on the shelf, because they really can't figure out what the prince is thinking. What to do next.

However, the emperor seems to be a hard worker. I am always worried that the prince will not be able to deal with it, and he will bow down and work hard, no wonder this disease is not getting better.

The emperor's hand holding the pen was faintly green, but he still held the pen steadily, and his left hand touched his chest. Zhang Dekai's eyes were so sharp, he immediately noticed that the dragon was unwell, and hurriedly brought the ginseng soup placed on the side, and said softly: "Your Majesty, you have been busy for nearly an hour, let's use some ginseng soup to refresh yourself." ”

The emperor said "um", put the red pen on the pen holder, took the ginseng soup that Zhang De had brought at the beginning, drank a few sips, felt a lot better, then put it down again, and asked, "How is Cen Guifei doing over there?"

The emperor has always favored Concubine Cen Guifei, and today is her birthday, so the emperor ordered everyone in the palace not to disturb her, let her sleep until she wakes up naturally, and also postponed the banquet to the afternoon.

Zhang Dekai's face was embarrassed, and he hesitated how to speak.

"What, you're losing your temper again?" the emperor asked, with a clear look on his face, and even his tone was doting.

Zhang Dekai nodded and said: "The emperor guessed exactly, listening to the news from Zhaohua Palace, the concubine woke up before dawn today, sat in front of the mirror for about half an hour, and suddenly cried, and the palace maids coaxed and persuaded for a long time, so that the concubine Niangniang was persuaded to fall asleep again, and I am afraid that I have not woken up yet." ”

The emperor was stunned for a moment, and Fang said: "Let her be, don't let people disturb her." ”

Zhang Dekai responded in a low voice. He really couldn't understand what was so good about this Cen Guifei, who deserved to be spoiled by the saint like this, and she was messing around in the palace because of her temperament. If it were other concubines, the emperor would have been bored for it a long time ago, and let people enter the cold palace. After all, isn't it the princess of Xiliang Kingdom? Such an arbitrary and reckless character, I don't know how the king of Xiliang Kingdom taught his daughter. What's more, until today, the emperor has not favored Concubine Cen Guifei, is it true that as the folk say, what you can't get is the best?

Forget it, it's better to be nosy. In the past, he felt that the heart of the gentleman was unpredictable, but now he feels that the mind of this Cen Guifei is even more unpredictable.

Zhaohua Palace.

Finally, after hanging high in the sky for a long time on the day of the day, Cen Guifei finally woke up. Mei Xiang, the personal maid who heard the noise, hurriedly rushed to the bed, lifted the curtain, and said softly: "Niangniang is awake?"

The concubine Niangniang, who had slept enough, was in good spirits, after all, she was young, and the traces of crying in the early morning could not be seen on her eyes at all, just a little red. She regained her usual cold temperament and asked lightly, "What time is it?"

"It's almost noon. Mei Xiang replied softly.

"Oh, it's so late?" Cen Guifei didn't regret that she had overslept at all, as if she had just confirmed the time.

"Mei Xiang, call someone to come in and freshen up the palace. She commanded lightly.

Mei Xiang hurriedly responded, and then quickly went out to beckon the palace maids who had been waiting outside for several hours to come in and serve.

A row of palace maids carried utensils and fished in, silently, some held a copper basin containing clear water, some held a square towel for wiping their faces, some held a delicate Ge kiln purple iron foot jar, which contained refined bamboo salt for purifying the mouth, some held a celadon teapot, which contained a dark fragrant tea made of Layue early plum for gargling, and some ...... They stood still in front of Concubine Cen and hung their heads respectfully.

Mei Xiang waited for Cen Guifei to finish washing, sent these palace maids out, and called Qiu Ju to come in and comb Cen Guifei's hair.

Qiu Ju is skillful, after obtaining the consent of Cen Guifei, she combed a flying fairy bun, inserted a complex ornamented golden step in the middle, and eight huge pearls on each side, and then changed into a red skirt, a light purple bandeau, a red flower on the forehead, a jade belt of the same color was tied around the waist, and the concave and convex figure, the waist of Ying Ying's hand was revealed, and after changing, even the Meixiang Qiu Ju who was watching from the side couldn't help but be amazed.

Cen Guifei is indeed very beautiful, especially the red dress can bring out her beautiful appearance, but she doesn't seem to care about her dazzlingly beautiful face at all, she just looked at the bronze mirror and muttered, "Today, will he come?"

The lonely look couldn't be concealed between her beautiful eyebrows, and it suddenly appeared. A room of people, including Mei Xiang Qiu Ju, was silent, facing the concubine Niangniang, whose joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are faster than the change of seasons, who dares to persuade, who can persuade (to be continued......)