Fu Heng stood at the gate of the cold palace, and as soon as he walked out, he saw the two guards on duty.

Fu Heng asked, "Are you usually on duty here?"

"Yes, my lord, the cold palace is remote here, and generally no one wants to come here for duty."

Fu Heng nodded and gave them some broken silver: "Then please take care of the one in the West Palace."

"My lord, what are you?"

Fu Heng coughed lightly twice to hide his weakness and said, "This is the queen's order."

"Yes, yes, the minion is white." Only then did the guards relieve, and only the queen would care so much about the emperor's former concubines.

Zixin still went to get the food as usual, and after opening the lunch box, her eyes widened, the corners of her mouth rose, and she said loudly: "Master, master, look, how did I change it to white-flour steamed buns and corn today, as well as two dishes."

Rong Ruo looked at those fresh meals, the corners of his mouth did not rise, but he was thinking, why did those palace people suddenly change so much?

"Since you've changed your food, let's eat quickly." After Rong Ruo finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Zilan called: "Master, aren't you going to eat today?"

"I don't have an appetite."

Zilan sighed.

Rong Ruo lay on the bed, clutching his stomach, frowning tightly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Zilan stood beside the bed with a plate and called, "Master, let's eat a little, otherwise my stomach will not be able to stand it."

Rong Ruo remained silent.

Zilan put down the plate, bent down and called, "Master?"

Zilan saw that Rong Ruo had been sweating on her forehead, and her face was very ugly, so she hurriedly helped Rong Ruo up: "Master, master, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Rong Ruo holding her stomach tightly with her hands, Zilan asked, "Master, do you have a stomachache?"

Rong Ruo was still silent, but he kept frowning tightly, his face was pale, and it didn't take long for Rong Ruo to close his eyes.

This startled Zilan, and Zilan shouted: "Master, master, what's wrong with you?"

Zixin rushed when she heard the sound and saw Rong Ruo falling into Zilan's arms: "Master!"

"Zixin, go find someone to come over."

Zixin ran all the way, kept running, kept running, no one paid attention to him, and those grandmothers ignored it until they ran to the palace gate, she stopped the guard's arm and said: "Big brother, big brother, save my master, my master fainted."

The guard shook off her hand and said, "Who is the master of your family, why are you looking for me when you fainted?"

Zi Xin said: "Where did the imperial doctor come from in the cold palace?" You'll have to let me out so I can go to the doctor." ”

"Since you know that this is the Cold Palace, don't you know that no one in the Cold Palace can go out?"

"You... You! Zixin was speechless for a while, and just as she was about to break out, she saw a person.

"Fu Hengda people, Fu Hengda people!"

Fu Heng heard it and said, "You are a girl from the West Palace, what's wrong?"

"My lord, please save my master, my master fainted, you save her." As soon as Zixin saw Fu Heng, she knelt down and begged.

Fu Heng helped her up and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

"My master fainted, my lord, I can't go to the imperial doctor, you save my master."

"Don't worry, I'll go with you." Fu Heng turned around and stopped and said to the guards, "You go and ask for a doctor." ”

"Yes."

After Fu Heng arrived in the West Palace, he saw the woman lying on the bed, she frowned, her face was pale, which made Fu Heng's heart tighten: "Rong Ruo..."

Rong Ruo seemed to hear someone calling her, her mouth moved, and Fu Heng heard two words closely, "Your Majesty..."

Fu Heng got up, she really thought about him in her heart.

Soon after, the Imperial Physician came.

"Lord Hui, this woman has a weak pulse, and she hasn't eaten for many days, her stomach hurts unbearably and leads to a coma, and the minister prescribes some medicine, and she can bleed rice porridge after waking up."

"Thank you."

Fu Heng asked Zilan, "How long has it been since she eaten?"

"Since entering this cold palace, the master has always said that he has no appetite, and he has not eaten."

Fu Heng was silent for a long time, and then said, "I must urge her to eat in the future."

"The slave knows."

Late at night, Zixin saw that Fu Heng had not left and asked, "Aren't you going back?"

"I'll wait for her to wake up."

It seems that this Fu Hengda has unusual feelings for his master, Zi Xin thought.

When it was time to be ugly, Rong Ruo woke up: "What time is it?"

"It's ugly now." Hearing a male voice, Rong Ruo turned his head and saw Fu Heng.

"Why are you here?"

Fu Heng approached Rong Ruo's side and said, "If I wasn't here, you wouldn't know about being at home now."

"What do you mean?" Rong Ruo was stunned when asked.

"Why don't you eat, is it good to have stomach pain to the point of coma?"

Rong Ruo bowed his head and was silent, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Don't skip meals in the future, Zixin, bring the porridge in."

Zixin brought a bowl of porridge, Fu Heng held it in his hand, and fed it to Rong Ruo's mouth after blowing it cold.

Rong Ruo watched Fu Heng's move, and kept looking at him.

"Is there something on my face?"

Rong Ruo was a little embarrassed to be asked, "No..." took a sip of porridge.

"Is it hot?"

Rong Ruo shook his head.

Fu Heng continued to feed Rong Ruo one bite at a time, and soon, a bowl of porridge bottomed out.

"I'm going to eat well in the future, I'll go back first."

Fu Heng had just gotten up, and Rong Ruo stopped him: "Fu Heng."

Fu Heng turned around and said with a smile: "Thank you."