Chapter 094: Little Farewell Reunion
In the bright room of the Longxin Palace, the fragrant and elegant tea splashed on the ground, one person paced back and forth in the center of the room, and the other person sat in a chair, sipping the cup of tea that survived.
"Why are you still in the mood to drink tea, Wu Nian! It's burning eyebrows, help me figure it out! The fourth prince, Wen Mozheng, was so anxious that he kicked away the fragments of the teacup and walked to the table, supported the table with his arms, and gave Jun Wunian a sad expression, "I don't know how the second brother's condition is, why don't I be allowed to see him?" If it weren't for the help of the second brother, you wouldn't have been able to enter the palace at all, so you should have returned this favor, shouldn't you? β
Jun Wunian was still in a hurry, sipping the tea he had made with his own hands, and his eyebrows were half raised: "What's the use of being anxious?" Is His Highness a famous doctor? Is there a better medicine than the Imperial Doctors? Even if you know the cause of the second prince, can you immediately come up with a solution? Since you can't do anything, it's a mess to go. β
"I ......" Wen Mozheng was speechless by a few rhetorical questions, and squatted on the ground in annoyance.
Jun Wunian sighed silently.
Wen Mozheng is only nineteen years old this year, he has been involved in politics for many years, after all, he is a young man who has not been stormy, and it is inevitable that he will be impatient. Looking down at the green tea leaves in the teacup, Jun Wunian shook his head: "Your Highness, it's not that you are not allowed to go to see the second prince, but I am worried that you are impulsive and open-mouthed, and when you see the second prince, you will say something that you shouldn't say in a hurry." If you can promise to be careful in your words and deeds and not to cause trouble for yourself, it is not impossible to let you go. β
"Really? I promise, absolutely no nonsense! Then let's go see the second brother now, okay? Wen Mozheng, who saw a glimmer of opportunity, immediately came to his senses, jumped up and grabbed Jun Wunian's arm with both hands, and his happy expression was no different from that of a child.
Jun Wunian nodded with a wry smile, feeling more helpless in his heart.
The second prince suddenly fell ill and was extremely serious, although Wen Moshu already had a hidden disease and cold disease, but such a ferocious illness was strange no matter how you looked at it, coupled with a series of suppression methods by Emperor Wen Jingyuan, Jun Wunian could naturally see the conspiracy inside. According to his original intention, he did not plan to participate in this troubled water, after all, compared to Wen Moshu, Wen Mozheng's power is still too weak, and it is very likely that Wen Jingyuan will think that the two brothers have joined forces, and the pressure they will have to bear at that time can be imagined.
However, he has the eyes to see through the situation, and he can't change Wen Mozheng's innocent and innocent heart, knowing that he shouldn't take this move, he can't bear Wen Mozheng's begging and nodding in agreement.
"After meeting His Highness, my heart became less and less firm."
Jun Wunian sighed as if talking to himself, in exchange for Wen Mozheng looking back and smiling, clean and clear: "Then don't regret it, who let Wunian say that he wanted to help me?" If one day I can really become the emperor, when the world is prosperous and peaceful, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, Wu Nian is the greatest hero. β
Apart from a wry smile, Jun Wunian had no other reaction to respond to Wen Mozheng.
The palace is huge, but the place where the princes live is gathered in the same place, there are only two tea kung fu distances between the Longxin Hall and the Tianque Hall where Wen Moshu lives, and when he arrives at the Tianque Palace, Wen Mozheng's heart is not retreating, and the surging anxiety is mixed into a wonderful state.
"Chen Niang, I'll come to see the second brother, is it okay?" When he entered the door and met the nurse Chen, Wen Mozheng asked anxiously.
Chen's eyes were a little red, obviously he had just cried, and when he saw Wen Mozheng coming over with Jun Wunian, he still barely squeezed out a smile: "His Royal Highness the old slave thanked the fourth prince." His Royal Highness was still asleep after taking the medicine in the morning, and at this time Miss Yan was waiting inside, if His Highness didn't mind, he could go and have a look. β
"Miss Yan? She's back? Wen Mozheng was surprised, and looked back at Jun Wunian, "Wunian, it's okay to go and see, right?" When she was alone with her second brother in the room......"
"Since Miss Yan is inside, it is not convenient for His Highness and I to go in at this time." Jun Wunian secretly stabbed Wen Mozheng, and owed to the Chen family with a smile, "I'm tired of Chen Niang telling the second prince that we have been here in my spare time, and if there is nothing to do tomorrow, His Royal Highness and I will come to visit again." β
After saying his words respectfully, Jun Wunian almost dragged Wen Mozheng out of the Tianque Palace.
"Why don't you let me in? I just need to see my second brother! Wen Mozheng begged Jun Wunian with some pity.
"Because Miss Yan is inside, do you want to break in and disturb people's good deeds?" deliberately said very ambiguously, Jun Wunian looked at Wen Mozheng with a smile and blushed for a moment, and then patted Wen Mozheng on the shoulder, "Your Highness is not young anymore, can't you see the relationship between the second prince and Miss Yan?" Miss Yan should have been there at Moqing at this time, and being able to see her in the Tianque Palace means that she hurried back for the second prince after passing the Moqing pass, and the two of them finally met, what's the matter if you go in and disturb? No matter how anxious you are, Your Highness should wait for tomorrow. β
Wen Mozheng anxiously turned stunned, and stupidly showed a young man's naΓ―ve: "Huh? The second brother followed Miss Yan...... No, I thought you were joking! Miss Yan, she is the king of Qinglian, how can the second brother be with her, isn't this asking for trouble for herself! β
"When it comes to feelings, who can say it clearly and clearly? True and false, false and real, probably only they can understand in their own hearts. Jun Wunian looked back at the quiet Tianque Palace, and his smile was meaningful.
Since that day after retreating from the court, he suddenly coughed up blood and fainted, Wen Moshu's condition has deteriorated, and the most serious days have simply been confused, only vaguely remembering that someone gave him medicine, someone sobbed low on the side, and it seemed that someone kept calling his name.
But none of this was enough to wake him up from his pain and exhaustion, until there was a warm cry in the endless darkness.
"Mo Shu."
It was her voice, the call of longing.
Almost subconsciously, Wen Moshu used all his strength to respond to the warmth of his palm, and the dry lip flap was gently bumped: "Leave the worries ......"
"Well, it's me." After sitting on the edge of the bed for two full hours, Yan Liwu finally looked forward to Wen Mo Shu waking up, enduring his sadness and forcing a smile, watching him slowly open his eyes, revealing a smile more far-fetched than hers.
Yan Liwu took the teacup to Wen Moshu's lips, tossed carefully and intimately for a long time, only watched him swallow a small half, and helped him to lean on the pillow and sit and lie half-lying, which made him feel a little relieved.
"How did you come back? Isn't it with the son? Wen Moshu sorted out his chaotic thoughts and asked in a hoarse voice.
"King Dingyuan knew that you were sick, and he rushed back to Dingyuan County to find a famous doctor to see you for you, and it happened that Wen Moqing and I were in the palace, so I rushed back in a hurry about your situation - don't worry, Wen Moqing knew that I was here, and he agreed."
"That's good, or he'll be harsh on you again." When he was seriously ill, Wen Moshu pretended to joke lightly, but he was pale and sick, but he couldn't hide it.
Yan Liwu naturally couldn't be in the mood to listen to his jokes, his slender eyebrows were raised, his brows were low, and his eyebrows were furrowed: "I gave you a pulse just now, the cold is many times more serious than before I left, and it is impossible to use common sense, have you taken other medicines recently?" β
"Perhaps." Wen Moshu didn't directly say anything about Empress Jingyi's medicine, her bloodless lips moved, she raised her hand and gently stroked Yan Li's cheek, and her smile became warmer, "The other medicines have been stopped, and I have only been taking the prescription you prescribed for the past few days, and it won't take a few days to get better, so don't worry too much." β
"Are you a doctor or am I? Don't worry too much about being sick like this, do you think that taking the previous prescription will still work? β
Yan Liwu was half distressed and half annoyed, his tone was full of reproach, he turned his head and sulked, and finally endured his complicated feelings, and gently tucked the quilt for Wen Mo. It's not that she doesn't understand Wen Moshu's difficulties, after entering the palace, it is impossible for him to invite a trustworthy doctor outside, and the imperial doctors in the palace are all unreliable people, if someone really does something in the medicine, even if it is a powerful Chu Ci, it is difficult to detect.
In the final analysis, the deep palace is sinister and murderous everywhere, even if there are thousands of precautions, it is inevitable that they will be careless, but it is no wonder that Wen Moshu is careless.
After relieving for a while, Yan Liwu stabilized his mood, continued to feed Wen Moshu and drank most of the cup of tea, instructed the palace maid to cook some porridge and side dishes, and waited by the bedside spoonful by spoonful, and from time to time he had to meet Wen Moshu's strange gaze.
"Look at what? There are no flowers or grass on my face. Putting down the rice bowl, Yan Liwu wiped the thin sweat on Wen Moshu's forehead against the corner of the sweat towel.
"I suddenly found that you have the appearance of a good wife and mother, so take a few more looks." Wen Moshu held Yan Li's hand, and the soft light in his inky eyes was shining, "In my dreams when I was asleep, I always dreamed of you, but I couldn't catch it, and every time I stretched out my hand, I would find that you suddenly disappeared." It's the same now, I don't know if I'm awake or still in a dream, I don't look at it much, I'm afraid that my eyes will be empty when I open them. β
Yan Liwu lowered his head, his palm was still in Wen Moshu's palm, and he didn't say anything for a long time.
In fact, she didn't expect Wen Moshu to say such tender words, how long had she known him? How long has it been since the snowy night complained? Two people have never even clearly established a love relationship, but only understand each other and know each other's feelings. And now Wen Moshu's words obviously belong to lovers, and suddenly stuffing this kind of too intimacy into her heart, she always feels a little awkward to say goodbye.
Balls...... The feeling of being unjustifiable.
The words suddenly fell into silence and made the sensitive Wen Mo sense something, his smile disappeared, and he sighed shallowly in his cough: "Chu Ci...... I know that Chu Ci has been to Anzhou, what did he say to you? β
"It doesn't matter." Yan Liwu subconsciously covered it up, but he thought that this kind of thing couldn't be hidden from Wen Moshu at all, and after hesitating for a moment, he nodded slowly, "What Gongzi Chu said is reasonable, it's not embarrassing me or what, I also understand that the current status situation is really not good for His Highness." But of course, I won't give up just because of what others say, otherwise it will be disrespectful to His Highness and irresponsible to myself. β
Wen Mo was slightly stunned, and then chuckled: "I knew that you would not be easily shaken." β
"I'm trying to cooperate with Wen Moqing to find the true identity of the Qinglian King, and now I have some eyebrows, although it is not as good as I expected, but there is finally a slight possibility of getting rid of the current embarrassing identity." Wen Moshu's smile was like an encouragement, which made Yan Liwu gradually relax and his mood slowly calmed down, "When your illness improves, I will rush to Qinglian Palace, maybe I can find some clues there." In addition, the king of Dingyuan has made an appointment with a medical officer surnamed Gao to come to diagnose you, and he will probably arrive three or two days later than me, and I will try my best to find out the reason for your sudden serious illness with him. β
Yan Liwu seemed to treat Wen Moshu as a child, Wen Moshu didn't mind, and he didn't mention those conspiracies and tricks in the open and secret to her, he only held Yan Liwu's hand tightly, closed his eyes and smiled peacefully.
"I'm tired, I'll sleep a little longerβwith you by my side, I can finally sleep peacefully."