Jiang Wuquan didn't see it, "Your Highness, the medicine is ready, the imperial doctor has told you to take it on time." ”

Yun Huang snorted coldly and glared at her, "Jiang Wu, who made you meddle!" Did the main hall let you take care of it?! ”

"Your Highness, this medicine will not work if it is cold, Your Highness should take it as soon as possible." Jiang Wu persuaded.

"The main hall is not happy to take medicine! You little prisoner dare to order this temple! Yun Huang raised his hand angrily, and his hand collided with the medicine bowl that Jiang Wu was holding.

Bang –

The crisp sound of the bowl and spoon clattering, and the medicine bowl almost fell out!

Jiang Wu firmly grasped the medicine bowl, so that the medicine bowl did not fall out, but the hot soup in the medicine bowl spilled and fell on the back of her hand, making her can't help but hiss.

Yun Huang saw it and was stunned.

"You ......"

"Your Highness, take the decoction as soon as possible, otherwise you will be very uncomfortable if you don't get better." Jiang Wu said softly.

Yun Huang looked at Jiang Wu's appearance, and his heart was inexplicable. He glanced at the black decoction in the bowl, and frowned deeply, "This medicine is too bitter, and the temple doesn't like it." ”

Jiang Wu is helpless, Yunhuang looks like a child now!

When she was a child, she was afraid of hardship and refused to take medicine, just like him.

Jiang Wu took out something wrapped in oiled paper from his small square back basket, and opened it to see ginger and plums inside, "Then Your Highness won't be bitter after drinking the medicine and eating a plum." ”

"You've got quite a few things."

"This plum was given to a slave by His Royal Highness Five." She explained.

"Your Highness can drink medicine now, right?"

Yun Huang pursed his lips awkwardly, took the soup bowl in Jiang Wu's hand, and drank it with a frown.

"I'm dying in the main hall!"

Jiang Wu hurriedly handed Jiang Meizi to Yun Huang, Yun Huang grabbed it and threw two or three into his mouth.

"Your Highness has drunk the medicine, and have a good rest, after resting, let's go back to the Snow Hall." Jiang Wu said.

Yun Huang's body is still empty at the moment, and the wind is strong outside, so it is really not suitable to toss.

Yun Huang didn't refute her words this time, turned around, lay back on the couch on his side, and no longer paid attention to Jiang Wu.

Jiang Wu breathed a sigh of relief, took the medicine bowl, and walked out of the side hall.

……

The inner courtyard of the palace is leveled by singing and dancing.

The Hehuan Hall is lively, the main seat is sitting in the cloud floor with the embroidered gold dragon cloud robe, on the left is the queen of the first palace Liu Fangfei, and on the right is the lady of Chu in Chinese clothes.

Surrounded by princes, concubines, ministers and their families.

"This dance is a dance with the characteristics of the Western Regions, is Madame still happy?" Yun Lou looked at Chu Yin beside him and asked.

Chu Yin's eyes fell on the dancing and singing girl below, and there was no overabundance of joy or displeasure on her delicate face, only a faint voice, "The concubine is happy." ”

Yun Lou smiled with satisfaction.

"The emperor really loves Mrs. Chu, he started preparing for this birthday banquet three months ago, and now he is giving her such a big scene in the Hehuan Palace, which really gives her enough face."

The person who spoke was Yu Zhaohua.

Wan Zhaoyi, who was beside Yu Zhaohua, pulled her lips and chuckled, and her lips opened lightly, "Our emperor loves Mrs. Chu, and my sister didn't know it on the first day." ”

Yu Zhaohua pursed her lips and propped her arms on the side of the chair, "This palace knows, it's just ......" She turned her eyes and fell on Chu Yin, her words were sour, "I don't know what the emperor likes about her, all these years, her favor has not been broken." ”

Wan Zhaoyi glanced at it and said: "When it comes to the emperor's favor, my sister is not inferior, and she is not inferior to Mrs. Chu at all, which is the envy of others." ”

Yu Zhaohua felt a little more comfortable when she heard Wan Zhaoyi say this, "Also, although the position of this palace is not as good as Chu Yin, it is not inferior to the honor." ”