Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Dream of Yellow Sorghum
Let Wang An help him to lie on the bed and tell him to go down and rest. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Wang An didn't dare to leave, the emperor's current situation needs to be guarded by people all the time, and he really didn't feel at ease to let others come, so he simply set a bunk outside to keep vigil.
The emperor was tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep no matter what, and shouted to the outside of the hall, "Someone is coming." ”
Wang An didn't dare to fall asleep after lying down, just a little sleepy, the emperor's voice came from the palace, hurriedly got up and ran into the palace, stood in front of the emperor and said, "The emperor can't sleep?"
The emperor didn't answer, but said, "Go and bring the book that King Xiang sent me two days ago to relieve my boredom." ”
"Yes." The prince took it according to his words and handed it to the emperor, and by the way, he stuffed a pillow behind him, helped him sit up and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Xia left some soothing incense before leaving, can you order it?" ”
The emperor coughed lightly twice, "Let's order it." ”
The prince poured a cup of tea on the small table next to the bed and put it on, knowing that His Majesty did not like spices, he walked to the table outside and lit a soothing incense, smelling that the smell was not too strong, so he was relieved.
The emperor flipped through the books, thinking that King Xiang didn't know where to hang out all day, and what kind of books did he find out of tune?
While complaining secretly, he still kept looking at it, it was hot in summer, although he had never heard of the supply of ice in the house, but it was only a little hot, and the emperor was still sweating a lot from the heat.
Impatiently lifted the quilt on his body, and then leaned back on the bed and continued to flip through the books.
Wang An's dissuasion came from the side, "Your Majesty, you better cover it, although it is hot now, it is cold at night after all." ”
The emperor's hand kept moving, and he said, "Don't worry, I know in my heart that I can still stand this little bit." ”
The prince leaned over and lifted the quilt up, covered his stomach, and said, "Then you have to cover your stomach too, if you go out of the wind, it will not be good." ”
The emperor followed his movements, and waited for him to cover the quilt and stand up straight to the side before saying, "You go and rest, don't wait for me." ”
The princess smiled so much that there were a few more wrinkles on his face, "The old slave knows that the emperor feels sorry for the slave, but how can there be a reason for the master to rest the slave if he doesn't rest?" ”
I don't know if these books are really hypnotic, or the soothing incense left by the imperial doctor has an effect, the emperor really felt a little sleepy, put the books on the table next to him, moved the pillow behind him and lay down, "Okay, I'm really a little sleepy, you can go down and rest." ”
"Yes." Wang An retreated.
Then the emperor quickly fell asleep and had a good night's sleep.
In the dream, Qi'er has not been poisoned, and he is still the high-spirited prince of the court. Although the concubine was a little arrogant, she didn't object, at most it was just for herself to go to her for a little tantrum once.
The queen is still virtuous and dignified, empathetic, and has never embarrassed him.
And he is still not confused, he thinks that he can always strategize thousands of miles away, never experience setbacks, and never suffer losses.
In this way, as time went by, he slowly grew old, and when he was seriously ill, he passed the throne to Qi'er, and the queen and the concubine served the sick beside him, and asked Qi'er to treat the concubine's family well, and ended up with a smile.
After waking up, the emperor's account was lost, how good it would be if everything was as in a dream, now that the queen is dead, Qi'er's whereabouts are unknown, and the concubine is ......
The Emperor bred himself up and prepared for the battle that followed.
But after a while, Wang An quietly walked in and called softly, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
Seeing that the emperor opened his eyes, he relieved himself and asked in a low voice, "Do you want the servant to feed you some tea?" ”
The Emperor shook his head, "Call them in, I should wake up today." ”
Wang An looked hesitant, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just responded in a low voice, "Yes." ”
Then he called out twice, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" The urgency and expectation in his words were obvious, and he yelled at the outside again, "Quickly pass on the Imperial Doctor!" ”
Immediately, the little eunuch with fast legs said, "I'll go now." As he spoke, the man had already disappeared.
The palace maids and eunuchs outside also immediately got busy, and someone went to the imperial dining room to order food, let them stew some ginseng soup for the emperor to replenish his body, and brought white porridge that had been boiled all night to wait.
The white porridge was ordered to be prepared for the emperor when the imperial doctor was leaving, saying that the emperor had not eaten for a long time, and his spleen and stomach were weak, so he could only eat some white porridge first.
There are also people who go to serve water and tea, for fear that the emperor will wake up and feel a little uncomfortable. You must know that during the period when the emperor was in a coma, they trembled, for fear of being given a name of poor service. Now that the emperor has finally woken up, everyone's hearts are a little relaxed.
The emperor suddenly fell into a coma before, although no one ignored them and punished them, but I also knew that if the emperor really had anything wrong, I was afraid that none of the palace people who wanted to come to this Ganquan Palace would not survive.
The little eunuch panted and ran in with the imperial doctor, until he entered the emperor's bedroom, the imperial doctor could take a breath a little, but unfortunately, entering the palace is the imperial front, even if the emperor is seriously ill now, he does not dare to do such a thing as a loss of etiquette in front of the emperor, so he can only hold his breath and salute the emperor and carefully go forward to check the pulse.
It's just that the emperor was unconscious yesterday for three days and three nights, and he didn't get the results, and today is naturally useless, so he can only say dryly, "Weichen is incompetent, I can only see that the emperor is a little weak." ”
The prince frowned and stretched out his finger to scold, but the emperor didn't care about the result, interrupted the prince's movements, and said weakly, "Just prescribe some warm prescriptions for me." ”
Xia Yuanchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, only feeling that this was the best temper he had ever encountered, maybe it was just because he was weak and unable to get angry?
Leave a recipe for self-cultivation, and explain to the palace maid some things that need to be fasted, and then leave.
After the emperor and the imperial doctor in the palace left, he said, "Wang An stays, and everyone else retreats." ”
The others bowed down and left after saying "yes", and the palace maid holding the white porridge placed the white porridge on the small table next to the bed before leaving.
Wang An stepped forward and handed the porridge bowl to the emperor, and said worriedly, "Your Majesty hasn't eaten well for a few days, so first warm your stomach with some white porridge." ”
The emperor pretended to be asleep for three days just to eat some pastries, and when he saw the soft white porridge, he was a little hungry, and took the bowl and drank it very simply.
Although he ate cleanly, the royal demeanor was still well maintained, and there was no rudeness at all.
After eating, he asked, "How's it going outside?" Can King Xiang still control it? ”
The prince replied with a smile, "Your Majesty is clever, everything is in your plan." ”
The emperor nodded, and then he calmed down.