Chapter 33: The Imperial Doctor's Pulse
"My carriage." His carriage, whether it was a coachman or a horse, was chosen by thousands of people, and it was naturally much faster than Xie Changye's.
Xie Changye glanced at Xie Wuyi's carriage parked not far away and shook his head.
"I still don't bother the royal brother, the provincial one soiled the imperial brother's carriage."
"Less nonsense, let you go up."
Just thank Changye for this small body, if you have been wrapped in wet clothes for a long time, there is a chance that you will be infected with wind and cold.
Xie Changye rolled his eyes in his heart, and Xie Wuyi's attitude, even if it was kind, it really made people unhappy.
However, Xie Changye did not refuse, and ordered Xiao Linzi to follow behind, and got into Xie Wuyi's carriage by himself.
At the gate of Pei's mansion, everyone knelt down, Xie Wuyi also got into the carriage, and then ordered the guards who drove to hurry up.
In the carriage, Xie Changye sat in the corner in an orderly manner, but his eyes looked around smartly.
The carriage is not small, and the small table and the anji are well-made at first glance, but the overall is not very luxurious.
Xie Changye retracted his gaze, and then remembered the simple furnishings in the imperial study, and after thinking about it, he felt that it was also in line with Xie Wuyi's style.
And Xie Wuyi looked at Xie Changye, although his hair did not continue to drip water, the hem of his robe was still dripping. After a while, there was a small pile of water stains under Xie Changye's feet.
Xie Wuyi frowned, he really didn't know what Xie Changye was awkward, wouldn't it be better to change into a clean robe in Pei's Mansion than to wear wet clothes all the way!
Xie Changye also noticed Xie Wuyi's gaze, and raised his foot to wipe the water stains on the ground, "I'm sorry, I've soiled the imperial brother's carriage." ”
Damn, the person who let him get into the carriage was obviously Xie Wuyi, and now he was doing it with such a disgusted expression.
Xie Wuyi knew that Xie Changye had misunderstood, and he didn't bother to explain, so he gestured with his eyes to the hot tea on the small table next to him.
The corners of Xie Changye's mouth twitched, he was like this, Xie Wuyi still asked him to pour him tea?
It's crazy!
Although he was slandered in his heart, Xie Changye still poured a cup of tea and handed it to Xie Wuyi.
"Brother Huang, please drink tea."
Xie Wuyi was speechless for a while, "I'm letting you drink it yourself!" ”
"Huh?" Xie Changye was stunned for a moment, "I see, my brother misunderstood, misunderstood!" ”
Xie Changye was taking back the teacup, and suddenly at this time, he sneezed again, his hand shook, and the tea splashed directly on Xie Wuyi.
"The royal brother forgives the sin, the younger brother didn't mean it." Xie Changye hurriedly wanted to wipe it, but he was soaking wet, but the more he wiped it, the wetter it became.
"That's it!" Xie Wuyi's eyebrows jumped, and he spoke helplessly.
"Thank you...... Sneeze, sneeze, sneeze! Before Xie Changye finished speaking, he sneezed several times in succession.
After stopping, Xie Changye's face became more and more pale, and he suddenly began to feel a little dizzy, and his whole person began to shiver.
Seeing that Xie Changye's expression was wrong, Xie Wuyi reached out to probe, only to find that Xie Changye had a fever.
"Where?" Xie Wuyi raised his voice and asked outside.
The guard driving outside replied, "Back to the emperor, it's about half the way to the Seven Kings' Mansion." ”
Xie Wuyi frowned, "Don't go to the Seven Kings' Mansion, go to the palace, it's faster." ”
The Seven Princes' Mansion is already far away from Pei's Mansion, and now this distance, if you change to the Imperial Palace, it will be much faster.
"Yes." The guards answered.
"Brother Huang, the younger brother is fine, the younger brother should go home." Xie Changye hurriedly spoke.
"Shut up!" Xie Wuyi glared at Xie Changye, every time as long as Xie Changye was present, it was always not peaceful.
Xie Changye saw that Xie Wuyi looked like he had already decided, and he didn't continue to speak, lowered his eyes, forget it, the palace is the palace, she is indeed a little cold now.
Xie Wuyi saw that Xie Changye no longer spoke, and shrank in the corner of the carriage, looking pitiful, and the usual gags and unreasonable appearance were like two people.
For some reason, looking at it, Xie Wuyi's heart was a little unhappy. Xie Changye is still better than his usual appearance, at least, better than this miserable appearance.
Soon, the palace arrived.
The main lord Xie Changye moved to the Seven Princes' Mansion outside the palace at the age of eighteen, and he had always lived in the Feiyu Xuan of the palace.
Xie Changye arrived at Feiyu Xuan, and soon someone from the palace sent clean robes and hot water for bathing.
After all, in the palace, Xie Changye didn't dare to bathe for too long, so he got up quickly, looked at the chest wrap when he was dressing, and wanted to re-tie it up, but he really felt uncomfortable, so he secretly hung it on the wooden fence behind the bed veil, thinking that he would wait until it was a little dry, and then tie it back.
And there is a veil to cover it, as long as it does not go around to the back of the bed, it is naturally invisible.
"Lord Qiqi, the slave and maid have brought some hot water, can you come in?" Outside the door, the voice of the palace maid came.
Xie Changye sat on the bed, wrapped the quilt, and said loudly: "No need, this king has already washed and wants to rest, you can step down, no one should come in without instructing." ”
"Yes." The palace maid responded and quickly retreated.
Xie Changye breathed a sigh of relief, the whole person shrank in the quilt, and sneezed again.
Sure enough, the identity of the prince is still good, although this Fei Yuxuan has not lived for a long time, but it is still cleaned every day, and there is no dust at all.
Sighing in his heart, Xie Changye felt that his head was getting more and more dizzy, and he gradually closed his eyes.
In a daze, Xie Changye suddenly heard Xie Wuyi's voice, which was instructing the imperial doctor to check his pulse.
Xie Changye was excited, and he suddenly woke up in fright.
When he opened his eyes, Xie Wuyi was really standing next to the bed, and there was a person in his fifties who was dressed as a doctor.
Xie Changye was completely awake in an instant, "Brother Huang, why don't you knock on the door when you come in!" ”
Xie Wuyi frowned, "I knocked it, but you didn't respond." ”
"Then you shouldn't just come in!"
Xie Changye reached out and touched the quilt, but fortunately it was still tightly covered. She didn't have her chest tied now, and she was asleep just now, and if she accidentally kicked the quilt, wouldn't it be completely exposed.
Xie Wuyi's brows furrowed even tighter, "You have a fever, I asked the imperial doctor to come and show you, is it still wrong?" ”
I heard the palace maid report that Xie Changye had rested, if he wasn't worried that he would faint with a fever, why would he waste time coming over.
Xie Changye also knew that his tone just now was a little excessive, and smiled flatteringly.
"Brother Huang, don't be angry, my brother was just scared for a while."
Xie Wuyi's face softened a little, it seemed that Xie Changye was a patient, so he didn't care about him.
"Okay, let the Imperial Doctor take your pulse."
"Okay." Xie Changye nodded, just stretched out his hand from the quilt, suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly retracted his hand again!