"Is the Queen Mother very cold?" Xiao Qiye frowned.

He remembered that Lin Xiaojin caught rabbits in the snow when he was a child, but he was never afraid of the cold.

He was still on the wall of the palace of the king of prayer, pinched many snowballs, and surrounded his yard.

Lin Xiaojin sneezed while covering his nose with a handkerchief and smiled embarrassedly.

"When I got up from the ice lake, I felt extremely cold in winter, and sometimes I had cold sweats in summer, maybe it was the sequelae, right?"

"Has the Queen Mother ever called the Imperial Doctor?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"It's called, the first emperor asked Imperial Doctor Jiang to treat me. But everyone in the palace knows that Imperial Doctor Jiang is Concubine Jiang Shufei's brother, and I can't trust him at all, so I don't take much of the medicine he prescribes. ”

Lin Xiaojin is telling the truth.

She's like that, she doesn't trust anyone, and it's useless for others to say anything.

She knew that it would be good to take medicine when she was sick, but she didn't want Imperial Doctor Jiang to see her, she didn't take the medicine she prescribed, and she didn't let her administer injections, which was regarded as saving herself.

"If the Queen Mother can't trust Imperial Doctor Jiang, she can call other Imperial Doctors to take a look. He offered softly.

"I've called it, those imperial doctors say they can't be cured, they won't be cured, a bunch of rice buckets!" Lin Xiaojin complained angrily, and his pouting mouth was very cute.

She is just an unfavored queen in the palace, and those imperial doctors love to ignore her.

She was helpless, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

Xiao Qiye tightened his eyebrows, why didn't other doctors look down on Lin Xiaojin's illness?

Is it really incurable, or is there something else going on? Maybe this has something to do with what happened when he fell into the ice lake.

However, there is one thing that he can be sure of now, that is, about Lin Xiaojin's falling into the lake, the first emperor knows the truth.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now, let's talk about the imperial aunt!" Lin Xiaojin showed a mysterious look.

Today, the imperial aunt showed her might, and taught Concubine Jiang Shu a lesson, which was really enjoyable.

And the words are all biased towards herself, which surprises her.

She immediately told Xiao Qiye about this matter, and asked her to help analyze the situation.

After listening to this, Xiao Qiye understood that the imperial aunt was already willing to stand on Lin Xiaojin's side, which was a good start.

"The Queen Mother must remember the good of the imperial aunt, and she will cater to her in public in the future. ”

He squinted and smiled, and at the same time took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Lin Xiaojin.

"At today's palace banquet, you gave this to the imperial aunt, saying that it was a scripture copied for her blessing. She'll be happy. ”

Xiao Qiye knew what that meant.

If Lin Xiaojin gave the hand-copied scriptures to the eldest princess of Deyang in public, it means that the queen mother is close to the eldest princess.

And the eldest princess accepted the scriptures, which also told everyone that the princess's mansion was willing to stand on the side of the queen mother.

Such a move is tantamount to an impact on Concubine Su's power.

Lin Xiaojin was very surprised.

When she opened the booklet, the handwriting was clear and neat, almost identical to her own, even the fluttering skimming.

"Who wrote this?"

Lin Xiaojin's eyes widened, and he carefully read it word by word.

If you don't say it, who can tell that it's not her words?

"Written by the minister. ”

The corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and his eyes stared at the scriptures: "The Queen Mother's words are really difficult to imitate, too sloppy." ”

Lin Xiaojin's face flushed, and he quickly closed the booklet embarrassedly: "How do I know that someone will copy my handwriting, I'm not a big calligrapher, it's ugly." But you, how can you imitate my handwriting if you have nothing to do?"