PS: It's very hot, so please be careful not to get heat stroke

"The girl is awake!" Chunhua came in with water and saw that Zhirong was turning over and lifting her legs on the bed, the basin fell to the ground, the hot water spilled on the ground, and she cried when she pounced on Zhirong. Xia Jin heard the sound in the house, hurried in, and saw that a hanging heart finally fell to the ground, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

"Why are you crying, haven't I woken up?" Zhirong had just woken up and had not eaten for a few days, and her physical strength was very weak, so she naturally had some difficulty speaking. "Lift me up and take a walk."

The two girls helped her up, she shook her legs, the stiffness just now was still there, but she could stand up, and she could also walk with the support of the two. The two girls secretly looked at each other and smiled, before Doctor Wei said that even if Zhirong took the pill, she would have disabilities, but seeing that the girl could walk freely, they could finally rest assured.

After walking around, Zhirong took a breath and smiled: "I don't know what's going on, my right arm is still unconscious, and my eyes are a little blurry. ”

"Girl, I'll go and ask Doctor Wei to come and have a look, don't worry." Xia Jin said and trotted to find Wei Ting.

Chunhua helped Zhirong sit down and instructed the palace maid to cook porridge. "Girl, you can't eat and drink indiscriminately with the things that others give you in the future, do you know that if it weren't for the Yan family to take out the golden clothes that are rare in southern Xinjiang, your life would be gone."

"Is it that serious?" Where did Zhirong think that the poison in her came from southern Xinjiang, and she couldn't imagine that it was the Yan family who saved her. Then it must be the way that Yan Hua came up with. This antidote is so rare and rare, presumably he must have gone through a lot of trouble. "Tell me what happened."

Chunhua told Zhirong what had happened, and looked around, closing the doors and windows. "The girl slave maid heard that the poisoning was the lord of the Chen family, and she and Miss Qiu were both candidates for Princess Ming, so she wanted to poison Miss Qiu, but I didn't expect to hurt you. This Chen family county lord is really vicious. In order to be a princess, unscrupulous means! ”

Zhirong covered her mouth, "Shhh, you must not say such a thing again." This is no longer just an internal matter of the Shanggong Bureau, and even the government affairs of the harem cannot be managed. You're accidentally listened to, and we won't be able to protect our heads. ”

Zhirong realized the seriousness of the matter. I became a target again. Chen Jun's mastermind murdered Qiu Manhua? Hmph, she doesn't believe it, Qiu Manhua's sinister and successful face that day is still fresh in her memory. Maybe all this is directed and acted by Qiu Manhua herself, and she is just a pawn in her hands. Presumably, Qiu Manhua didn't expect Zhirong to wake up that day.

But Qiu Manhua is smart. I don't necessarily think of such a plan. And in the current form, the Qiu family did not grasp the handle of the Chen family, and the emperor may not care about the confession of the little palace maid. The two families tore their faces, what did Qiu Manhua think? She is quite a princess, so she has a lot of methods, can she use it in such a hurry?

She tried to move her right arm again, but it still didn't work. An ominous premonition came over me. Could it be that his right arm is crippled?

"Sister, you're awake!" Wei Ting brought two little medicine girls over, and she was happy to see Zhirong wake up. Finally saved her life.

"Sister, my right arm still can't move for some reason." Zhirong raised his right arm and pointed to his eyes again: "The eyes are also blurry." ”

Wei Ting chuckled in her heart, she knew that Zhirong must have defects even if she woke up, but she didn't expect it to be her right arm and eyes. Zhirong relied on embroidery to practice in the Jin Shang Palace Bureau, and in the future, she will also rely on embroidery to gain a foothold in the Shang Palace Bureau, but she lost an arm and a pair of eyes. How else to embroider?

She did have selfish intentions to hope that Zhirong would leave the palace. The farther away from King Ming, the better. And she felt that it was not a good thing that Zhirong was also away from palace battles. But she never thought that the disability she fell on was so serious, and there was a good arm, what if she couldn't see it with her eyes, and she was already guilty, so she was even more ashamed.

She looked at Zhirong's eyes, and if it was acupuncture, it could still recover slowly. However, it is impossible for that arm to move again without Tianyi Dan.

Zhirong, I'm sorry. Wei Ting meditated in her heart.

"Don't worry, I'll give you acupuncture and prescribe some blood-invigorating medicine. This treatment is not a matter of urgency, and it will be fine in a few days. "She can't tell Zhirong the truth yet, otherwise, she is afraid that Zhirong will go crazy. Let's get over in a few days. By the time other practices have already started and Zhirong is far behind, perhaps her fighting spirit will decrease and her pain will be less.

Zhirong has no doubts about Wei Ting's medical skills, so from this day on, Wei Ting will personally acupuncture for her every day, and even feed her medicine in person. Zhirong was moved and sad for Wei Ting at the same time, Princess Ming must be Qiu Manhua. Wei Ting must be sad, but she just didn't say it.

And a few days later, the emperor also gave an answer to this matter, to be precise, this is the method that Jin Zixuan and Yan Hua jointly came up with. took everything on the head of the little palace maid and immediately executed. The county lord of the Chen family was pointed out to the young lord of the Wen family, and Qiu Manhua was designated as the future princess of Ming. Both families were satisfied with this result and accepted it calmly.

Of course, the most proud is Qiu Manhua, although she has not married Li You, she has already regarded herself as a princess, and the nobles of the Shanggong Bureau are from a big family to scold her. And she never saw Zhirong again, so she thought that she had never known Zhirong, but she became friends with Zhiyao.

The practitioners of the Shang Palace Bureau are studying every day, and only Zhirong is still recuperating in his courtyard. I don't know how Yan Hua did it, but she could actually ask Wei Ting to help bring things, for fear that she would be bored and make a lot of strange things for her to play with, and every time she sent something, she would bring a letter.

Each letter is not a lot of words, but each one is enough to make Zhirong speechless.

"I can't see clearly with my eyes, I can't move my hands, it's a good thing, I don't have to do it myself when I eat, and I don't move around often and be careful to become a pig."

"Bamboo dragonflies are fun, this thing was brought by people from southern Xinjiang. The people of southern Xinjiang are really enough to mix poison, they are the ones who detoxify, and they are the ones who make some gadgets. "Zhirong pouted, Yanhua, your mother is from southern Xinjiang, and she speaks too indisproportionately.

"It doesn't matter what they have learned, you have good qualifications and foundations, and when you catch up with them with a wave of your hand after recovery, you have to smile." Yanhua really understands her.

In addition to Yanhua's letter, she also received a letter from Jin Zixuan. The style of writing the letter is the same as that of his awkward man.

"It's good if you're awake." It's that simple.

"You haven't come to me yet." Commanding tone.

"I hope you'll be well." This one makes people feel cared for.

"I'm going to see you later! People should keep their promises. "It's still a matter of meeting.

Zhirong put away all these letters, and heard someone outside say loudly: "Bai Zhirong, the king, has come to see you." ”

Hearing this voice, Zhirong hated to find a place to hide. This person is the King of Ming, he asked for the privilege from Concubine Wen and ran to the Shanggong Bureau for three days, and he said that he was interested in medical skills. Concubine Wen thought that he was worried about Wei Ting, and she also felt that she might have cut off her son's infatuation, so she agreed, and thought that this would enhance the relationship between him and Qiu Manhua.

It stands to reason that he is also Zhirong's life-saving benefactor, but he can't stand Zhirong so diligently. Lord Wang, you are the prince, no one dares to care. But your fiancée is still in the Shang Palace Bureau, what's the matter with you running here every day? It's just a good friend to see Wei Ting, but it's always a reason.

The strangest thing is that Wei Ting is still very welcome, and Zhirong wonders if her good sister is stimulated.

Zhirong put down the needle in his hand: "Chunhua hides the embroidery." She hasn't been idle these days, and her right hand has not returned to normal. She practiced her left hand, originally her left hand was dexterous, and she had been instructed by Xia Yunshang before and the skills on the embroidery book were not much worse than those on her right hand. It's just that one hand is always inconvenient, so the embroidered cloth is held by Chunhua and Xia Jin.

"Don't hide it, this king has seen it. Hmph, last time you said you would take a good rest and stop embroidering, and you were playing tricks again. King Ming snatched the embroidery and gritted his teeth angrily.

Zhirong smiled and said: "Do you really want my left hand to be disabled, my right hand can't embroider, of course I have to practice my left hand, otherwise I will be expelled from the Shang Palace Bureau in a short time." Does the little prince want to see my jokes? She just wanted to tease King Ming, but that guy took it seriously.

"Who said your right hand was crippled? Who would dare to expel you from the Shang Palace? This king is the first to refuse! "Ming Xiao Wang Ye is actually really angry, he doesn't know that Zhirong's right hand may never recover. These days, he often goes to the medical department, and he has also talked to Wei Ting, and the results he got are not optimistic. However, he didn't agree to Zhirong's exit from the palace.

He sat down opposite Zhirong and said seriously: "Don't worry, your right hand will be fine." Listen to me and stop torturing yourself. If you don't get rest if you practice like this, your body will collapse. ”

Good clear eyes, good sincere language. Zhirong sighed very much why such a true temperament was born in the royal family, he was destined to carry many times more than others, and he was destined not to choose his own marriage or even his future.

And after a long time, he has tasted the taste of power, will he still have such a temperament after sitting in a high position for a long time?

"I understand your kindness. Tell me about what's been going on out there lately? "Every time King Ming comes, he will bring a lot of news outside the palace, and naturally there will be Yanhua.

Hearing that Zhirong agreed, Ming Xiaowang smiled: "In the past few days, the matter of the fifth brother has been judged by Dali Temple, and it is simply a blame for blaming." Moreover, the king of the Northern Regions didn't recognize that relative at all, it was pure nonsense, and his father reprimanded the king of the Northern Regions and there was nothing else. In the end, King Ming sighed: "But the fifth brother has been getting more and more low-key recently, and several of our brothers were summoned by our father on weekdays." Whether it is books or state affairs, he is the best, but now he rarely says it. ”

Zhirong understood that Cheng Wang was afraid that the emperor would be suspicious. It can be said that there was someone behind the incident in the Northern Regions who instructed and framed him, and it can also be considered that His Royal Highness King Cheng directed and acted by himself, how could the emperor not be careful?

"There is also a war between the Luoyun Department and other tribes in Southern Xinjiang, Jin Zixuan, that guy doesn't know what is crazy and actually petitions to quell the war and runs to Southern Xinjiang, he has never been to Southern Xinjiang. Isn't this asking for trouble for yourself, and the face of the Jin family's main anger is blue. ”

Jin Zixuan went to southern Xinjiang? It's really crazy, the people of southern Xinjiang are proud to be good at using drugs, if there is no prestige and antidote masters, I am afraid it will be difficult to quell the war and ensure their own safety, if they do not do things properly, they will lose the emperor's order.

"Is there any other news?" Zhirong asked with a smile.

King Ming pouted, "Hmph, that kid Yanhua is very good, he and Jin Zixuan are competing to go to southern Xinjiang, but his father didn't agree, and now he may be preparing for marriage, maybe he will be able to drink his wedding wine next year." ”

"Marriage?" Zhirong immediately became nervous, this state couldn't help it. "How could he be married?"

King Ming looked at her like a monster: "He's older than me and hasn't decided to marry, that's weird!" It's normal to be married, but what kind of expression do you have? You're always concerned about his news, you can't like him! ”

He just couldn't see Zhirong excited and happy for Yanhua. However, thinking about it again, she was already an engaged person, and she felt that there was really no reason to interfere with her.

Zhirong turned her head uncomfortably: "What are you talking about, I'm just curious." "It's so heartless to say that.

"I knew you couldn't like such a cold-blooded person, he, he played with me since he was a child, and he has done all kinds of bad things, not a good thing." King Ming said this with a weak heart, he knew that the relationship between the two was not simple from the time when Yan Hua took the pill to save people, but he would rather not think about it. What's more, there is a huge disparity between the identities of the two, and it is for Zhirong's good to break their thoughts.

But, hey, Yanhua's letter should be given to her.

"And Wen Yu, it's not a good thing, I know that I am obsessed with women. Jin Zixuan, insidious and cunning, as well as the people of the Murong family, and the people of the Qiu family, that guy in Yue Beicheng has now become a deputy general, and his eyes have grown to the sky. ”

Zhirong couldn't help laughing: "The children in the capital have been scolded by you, so do you say there are still good people in the capital?" ”

I saw King Ming proudly raise his head and pat his chest: "Don't talk about the capital, the best man in Quanjing Tang is this king!" ”

Zhirong secretly sweated, okay, all of them have been ordered by you, they are not good things, just your best, too narcissistic.

The sound of the two laughing and talking spread outside the house, and Wei Ting, who had just entered the yard, suddenly stopped. Listening silently outside, listening to their chatter like old friends, listening to the pure laughter of King Ming.

Let him be happy for a while, and he won't have such days again after he gets married. And Zhirong, in a few days, she will be able to announce the fact that her right hand is crippled, so let her laugh more in the Shanggong Bureau. She broke her vow, but she was also determined to make up for it with her life.

After a few more days, Zhirong knew that his right hand was disabled, and the trainees in the Shanggong Bureau already knew that Zhirong's right hand was disabled, but the Commander-in-Chief Shanggong did not speak to clear it. In fact, this is the reason for Yubi's intercession, she knows that Zhirong can embroider with her left hand, and she embroiders well. It would be nice if he could take the final exam with his left hand, but the Commander-in-Chief Shang Gong had not yet agreed.

There was a glimmer of hope before, but now that hope is shattered, such a blow makes Zhirong not think about tea and dinner all day long, and she will lose weight in a few days. She didn't know if there was a road behind, Zhi Yao brought news that the Bai family had sent someone to pick her up, and was going to marry her in Kaizhou.

Zhirong opened a recent letter from Yanhua and wrote: Don't cry, I will find a famous doctor to heal your right hand, even if it is not healed, I want you if you are disabled!

Tears fell on the paper, two thin lips were pursed, and the fingers gently stroked the words on the letter. I recited the man's name in my heart, repeating it over and over again. The name seemed to be an elixir that could make up for her pain. (To be continued.) )