Chapter XVII. Contagion
"Which palace is the beauty from?" Fu Beixing cleared his throat and stepped forward to help the beauty.
"Back to Your Majesty, the slave maid is a person in the queen's palace."
"Oh?" Fu Beixing naturally put on a surprised look, but his hand naturally held the beauty in his arms.
The woman half-pushed and half-pushed, "Your Majesty doesn't have to think about it, the slave and maid are dancing here, and it is exactly what the mother ordered." Niangniang said that there is no one in the harem who can make His Majesty happy, so His Majesty did not hesitate to surrender his identity and go out to look for flowers and willows. ”
Fu Beixing's heart was cold, there was still a smile on his face, but he was a little colder, and sighed lightly, "The queen's hand is stretched out so long." ”
A trace of clarity and fear flashed on the face of the woman with half-covered hair, but in the blink of an eye, her eyes were like silk, "The queen also said that even if it is the Lichun Courtyard for the high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital, it is not worthy of His Majesty's Ninety-Five Dignity to go." ”
Although Fu Beixing likes beauty, in fact, there are only two of his own canonizations in the harem, a queen, a nobleman, and many other women, all of whom are found by the queen, each with their own strengths, but they are very popular with Fu Beixing.
Many things in his heart had already arrived outside the clouds, Fu Beixing picked up this beauty and walked out of the garden, and said aloud to the many palace attendants behind him, "The queen is gentle and atmospheric, and she appreciates a pearl in the night." ”
The forest in the imperial garden is verdant, the rockery is exquisite, and it is late at night, which naturally hides the palace man in eunuch clothes in the dark, and also hides the grim smile on his face.
"What? The prince went back with that slut again? Meng Hongyi sat up in shock, picked up the pillow on the bed and smashed it down. Before hearing the maid say the news, Meng Hongyi was bored and was about to sleep.
She originally thought that Hua Shenyue was married to Lao Feng, or the prince told her personally, so the prince naturally would not have anything to do with her, but now after Cuihua's analysis, it seems that there is indeed some truth, for example, the prince said this on purpose, he just wanted to let himself not be embarrassed by Hua Shenyue, a slut.
The more Meng Hongyi thought about it, the more she couldn't swallow this breath, and hurriedly put on her clothes and rushed to Fu Qingqing's house.
Hua Shenyue slept for a long time, but it was not very comfortable, because she kept dreaming, all kinds of strange dreams, either climbing the mountain or wading in the water, Aqing was standing in front of her, but she couldn't touch it no matter how she walked.
She climbed up the mountain, thinking that she was finally about to reach the end, and reached out to pull the corner of Aqing's sleeve, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and looked down to see where the road was under her feet, which was obviously an abyss.
She shouted, and her body fell uncontrollably.
Then she jerked over from the bed and sat up.
She was startled by Fu Qinglian, who sat by her bed all night.
"What are you doing!" Fu Qinglian's face was not good-looking, there was a faint bloodshot in his eyes, and his eyes were dark.
"You...... I, how am I here, where is this? Hua Shenyue looked inexplicable.
Fu Qinglian rolled his eyes in his heart, he got up, but he almost stumbled, he felt a little strange, in the past, he often didn't sleep all night, and he was already exhausted after just guarding for a while last night.
But he didn't think about it, but quickly stabilized his image, "You fainted, rest well." ”
Then he went out.
I almost forgot that there was a person kneeling outside the door, and this person was Meng Hongyi.
After Meng Hongyi came last night, he had to come in to take a look, Meng Hongyi was Meng Zhendong's daughter, and he wanted to give her a little thin noodles, but seeing that Hua Shenyue didn't know why, she always couldn't sleep steadily, so he was very angry, and said two cruel words, so Meng Hongyi knelt at the door and cried.
Fu Qinglian was really in no mood to deal with her, just thinking that she would go back naturally when she was tired of crying, but she didn't expect her to sleep here after crying.
Now his thinking is much clearer, and he wants to walk over and take Meng Hongyi back, but he suddenly feels that his arm is a little itchy, his eyes are not very clear, and his head is also dizzy, his heart is cold, and he subconsciously looks back, the door is not closed, Hua Shenyue seems to be sitting on the bed looking at him, he wants to laugh, but the sky spins around, and then his body is not controlled, and he goes straight down.
At the last moment, it seemed to be the voice of Hua Shenyue rushing over, and he heard her call him Aqing.
It is also mixed with the cries and shouts of others.
It's hard to tell.
"Lord, Lord, what's wrong with you, wake up and take a look at the slave family!" Meng Hongyi cried and snatched Fu Qinglian from Hua Shenyue's arms, and pushed Hua Shenyue with his hand.
Hua Shenyue just sat quietly on the ground, feeling that her mind was blank, how could this be, she turned her head slightly, Meng Hongyi's red clothes were really gorgeous, and it seemed that her eyes were all of this color.
No, how could Aqing have an epidemic? She could barely stand up because of the pain in her chest, she clenched her fists, ignoring the iron rods and swords around her, wanting to see what was going on, Meng Hongyi pushed her again, crying and pushing, "Get out, get out, it's all you slut, if it weren't for you, how could the prince be like this, you must have infected him!" ”
But this time, Meng Hongyi didn't push her away, but was slapped to the ground by Hua Shenyue, and she couldn't get up in pain for a long time.
Seeing that no one was in the way, she put Fu Qinglian on the ground, opened his eyelids, checked his pulse, and then pushed his sleeve open to see the rash on his arm.
Meng Hongyi had already shouted at a group of people, all of whom gathered around Hua Shenyue, and Hua Shenyue ignored it as if she hadn't seen it.
However, Chen Shi was very panicked, he had just investigated the source of the epidemic and had some clues, and when he came to report, he saw the scene in front of him, so he had to shout Meng Hongyi while shouting, "The princess is merciful, the flower girl is the young valley master of the flower source valley, if there is anyone in the world who can save the prince, it must be the flower girl." ”
On the other hand, he had to run over and whisper to the flower Shenyue, "Flower girl, take the prince into the house, after all, there are many people here, and it is very unfavorable to the prince." ”
Hua Shenyue raised her eyes to look at Chen Shi when she heard the voice, seemed to react for a moment, and finally nodded.
Imperial Physician Liu has already been called over, and everyone in the Tai Hospital has also come over, Hua Shenyue is the same as if she didn't see them, she just decocted the medicine by herself, her hands trembled so much, she knocked over the medicine bowl, and the hot medicine fell on her hand, she didn't have time to hurt, and went to change the medicine again, but Chen Shi couldn't stand it, and persuaded her to look at Fu Qinglian.
Of course Meng Hongyi was unwilling, but not only Chen Shi, but even the head of the Tai Hospital came forward to guarantee Hua Shenyue's identity, and she had no choice.
"Oh, I persuaded the prince, but the prince didn't listen at all, how can this be good now?" The voice of the courtyard was trembling, but it was very eager.
"I have sent someone to tell the emperor that the emperor will ask the emperor to invite famous doctors in the rivers and lakes, there is still hope after all." There is also the Tao of the Tai Doctor.
Hua Shenyue didn't speak, and everyone saw her wooden, but they didn't know that she had silently memorized the details of the herbs recorded in the classics in her heart, and then planned the path little by little.