Chapter One Hundred and Three: Sick
"You're here." The Emperor, with his black hair scattered and leaning against the bed, smiled lightly when he saw her coming.
He held out his hand to her, his slender fingers curled slightly, with a little pity.
She carefully took his hand, sat down on the edge of the bed, and said casually: "It's snowing so hard outside, I guess it will clear up later." When the emperor recovers, let's go and learn elegance, go to the lake pavilion to swim once, and then ask them to warm wine and barbecue, it must be very happy. ā
He smiled at her gently, his eyes lingering on her face like spring water, "Warm wine and barbecue, it sounds good." ā
"yes." Zhuang Zhao lowered his eyes, a little afraid to see his gaze.
The emperor said two words, and his throat began to itch again. He muffled and tried to hold back, but failed.
Tan Chen hurriedly handed him a handkerchief and asked him to cover his mouth.
After coughing, he pinched up the handkerchief and threw it aside, and said with a forced smile: "This disease is really menacing. The old lady is right, you are pregnant with a child, don't stay here for a long time, go back quickly, I still have Tan Chen and them to serve here. ā
Zhuang Zhao sat still, "If the concubine doesn't leave, just stay here,"
The emperor lowered his brows and said in a deep voice: "Obedient." ā
I still want to be scary, and I don't look at my weak chicken now, who is afraid of him.
She sat peacefully, turned her head sideways and instructed the pen and ink, "Go and ask the emperor if the medicine is decoctioned." ā
Speaking of the Tai Hospital, there are many masters, and when it is really useful, they push back one by one, and they can't even give a prescription, and they are afraid of getting into trouble.
This time, it was a joint prescription by the two judges of the Tai Hospital, and all the doctors had no objection to take it to fry, probably in the spirit of not wanting to escape if something happened.
"Go and get some clean snow water, get a clean cloth soaked and bring it."
As soon as the emperor fell, she gradually showed her majesty.
On weekdays, she is coquettish and stupid, as if she doesn't know the world, she needs to be pampered and pity to survive, and when she really encounters wind and rain, she suddenly realizes that she doesn't need to rely on anyone at all.
The emperor smiled bitterly twice and went with her.
"Mother, the medicine is ready." Pen Mo took out a bowl of steaming medicine from the food box, scooped up a small half bowl and drank it himself, and let the rest warm on the small stove. After a cup of tea, pen and ink bent and said, "The medicine can be used." ā
Zhuang Zhao brought the medicine to the emperor, watched him drink it all, handed him a cup of tea for him to rinse his mouth, and asked while wiping his mouth: "Have you saved up the medicine residue or something?" ā
"If you go back to your mother, you can save it as usual, and you can read it at any time." Bimo said: "The imperial doctors have also been waiting in the palace, and it is convenient to ask questions or anything." ā
Zhuang Zhao sighed, "Let the Inner Court Division give enough fire, don't freeze them." After a pause, he said: "Let Yu Hansi come over with the prescription, and the palace has something to ask him." ā
The emperor was lying on the bed, listening to her arrangement, and felt a little novel, and teased her with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "What are you doing when you ask Yu Hansi to come in, can it be that you still understand the prescription?" ā
Who knew that she nodded, "The way of medical science, my mother once invited a famous teacher to teach me, and I understand a little bit." ā
The privacy of the back house, the most effective and the most unguardable, is nothing more than medicine.
Even when every noble girl gets married, she will prepare a pair of "good medicine".
This medicine works when certain people are met.
To guard against these means, you must first understand yourself, so that you can respond to all changes with no change.
Of course, this is also her preparation for being a housemother.
If you had known that you would enter the palace, you probably wouldn't have to learn.
drugged his head in the palace, that was because he thought his life was too long.
The emperor was dumbfounded, and only after half a sound did he smile: "How many skills do you have that I don't know?" ā
She rolled up his sleeves, revealing a piece of his wrist, and asked rhetorically, "How much does the emperor know about me?" Zhuang Zhao raised his eyes and said seriously: "Your Majesty, the concubine has only been in the palace for a year or two, if you really want to understand the concubine, I'm afraid you will have to live for another ten years and eight years." ā
The emperor laughed out loud, and then touched the itch in his throat, and he laughed before he replied seriously: "Okay, just say this to you, I have to live for a few more years." ā
Zhuang Zhao waited for him to calm down before taking the pulse, and after a while, the little eunuch said: "Emperor, Niangniang, Lord Yu has arrived." ā
"Let him in." Zhuang Zhao put down the emperor's sleeve, helped him lift the big pillow behind him, and watched Yu Hansi come in with his head hanging down with the emperor.
"I have seen the emperor in the Han Temple, the concubine Niangniang. The emperor and the mother are auspicious and healthy. ā
The emperor smiled and coughed: "Yu Han Temple, do you think I am like this, like auspicious and healthy? ā
Yu Han Temple was busy pleading, "Weichen lost his words" after thinking about it and felt that it was wrong, "The emperor is the Son of Heaven, and if he is protected by God, he must be blessed with a long life. This bright moon is still cloudy and sunny, not to mention the emperor's dragon body. ā
"You can talk." The emperor raised his eyebrows and said, "Fangzi, present it." ā
Yu Han Temple held the prescription in both hands and respectfully presented it to Tan Chen, who then handed it to the emperor.
The emperor has been governing the country since he was a child, and this medical technique is obviously beyond what he has learned, so he pretended to read it and gave the prescription to Zhuang Zhao.
Zhuang Zhao carefully read the recipe before he said: "There is more than enough to keep it, but it is not effective enough." Yu Yuan judged, this is not like a prescription you prescribed. ā
Author's Note:
Zhao Zhao is a good girl, and she has many skills and does not press her body (holding her face
The little fairies leave more messages and communicate with me, I'm so lonely alone/(ćoć)/~~ (To be continued.) )