The nineteenth daughter of Emperor Joan of Arc, the youngest daughter of the former Empress Murong, Li Mingda, is the son of the milk name. At this time, she was lying on the bed, and with a plain dress, she was the little girl fishing by the river.

Li Mingda heard his father's voice, and bent himself up to make a salute.

Seeing Li Mingda sitting up from the bed, Emperor Joan of Arc was surprised and relieved at the same time. stepped forward to support Li Mingda and said, "You lie down, don't get up and salute." ”

Li Mingda knew that his body was not strong, and he lay down with the support of Emperor Joan of Arc.

"Didn't you say you were unconscious? This scared me a lot. Emperor Joan of Arc said, looking at Li Mingda seriously from beginning to end: "Is your body good?" What's going on? ”

"Where are they unconscious, but they have fallen asleep, they are too worried, thinking that Erchen is in a coma and is frightened." Li Mingda didn't want his father to worry. So he lied.

She couldn't be clearer about her current body. If he said that he was in a coma, his father would definitely be so worried that he couldn't even sleep.

Emperor Zhende didn't believe it, and said with a straight face: "Aren't you fishing by the river, how can you sleep well?" Don't fool me, don't hide it from your father if your body is in the way. ”

"It's really just going to sleep. Don't worry. Li Mingda said coquettishly: "If you don't believe it, your father can ask Imperial Doctor Chen." ”

When Emperor Joan of Arc heard this, he really looked at Imperial Doctor Chen, who was still kneeling on the side: "Chen Tang, how is the princess's body?" ”

As the president of Tai Hospital, Chen Tang's medical skills need not be said. Hearing this, he was also very puzzled: "Back to Your Majesty, the ministers and generals took the pulse of the princess, and the princess's body seems to be better than before." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc was overjoyed when he heard this: "Really? ”

"Looking at the pulse, it is indeed a little stable." Imperial Physician Chen said, and added: "However, the minister doesn't know what's going on. "It has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't want to do good things. What if there's a bad one? The specific cause of the nineteenth princess's illness has not yet been diagnosed.

Emperor Zhende stopped what Imperial Doctor Chen had said before, and was about to say reward, when he heard Chen Tang add a sentence later. After a pause, he was puzzled: "What do you mean?" Haven't you been treating your son's illness all the time? ”

"It's the minister who has been diagnosing and treating, so the minister is strange." Chen Tang said, looking at Li Mingda lying on the bed, full of doubts: "But the ministers and generals just went to check the pulse of the nineteenth princess, which is completely different from the usual pulse." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc frowned: "Could it be that the effect of changing the medicine has been improved?" ”

Chen Tang shook his head: "The medicine prescribed by the minister to the princess has never been changed. ”

"What's going on?" Emperor Joan of Arc said, looking at Li Mingda who was lying on the bed obediently: "It doesn't matter what happens to him, as long as my son is well, it's enough." As he spoke, he touched Li Mingda's forehead caressingly: "Do you feel better?" ”

Li Mingda nodded: "I also feel much better." Much more comfortable than ever. ”

Emperor Zhende listened, and asked Chen Tang a few more times to make sure that Li Mingda was okay, and then he relieved his heart.

"Lie down and take care of your body. I will take you out of the palace to see the lanterns during the Lantern Festival. Joan of Arc said lovingly.

Li Mingda echoed and smiled: "Okay." "The doctor said that she probably won't live to the end of the year. But if she said this, it would make her father feel better, and she didn't care.

Chen Tang knelt aside, knowing the father-daughter relationship between Emperor Joan of Arc and the nineteenth princess, he couldn't help but be moved, and couldn't help but say: "According to the princess's pulse, take care of it, maybe you can go to see the lanterns during the Lantern Festival." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc was overjoyed, turned his head to look at Chen Tang and said, "Really?!" ”

Chen Tang regretted it a little after speaking. He didn't know how the pulse would be good, and if it took a sharp turn, he would have to deal with it himself. So he thought about it for a while and said, "If you take care of it well, if there is no accident, it should be okay." ”

For Emperor Joan of Arc, every day of the many sons was a gift from God. turned around and said happily: "Son, I can hear you." You'll be able to accompany your dad to see the lights this year! ”

"That's good." Li Mingda also laughed and responded. But there are not too many waves in her heart, for her, live one more day, live one day less, but it's just the difference of those days.

Sometimes, the most terrible thing is not death. It's the process of waiting for death.

She is like this now, knowing that death is so close to her, it doesn't matter if there is more or less than one day. I just hope that my father can be less sad for her.

Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Li Mingda's smile, but he also saw the gloom in her smiling eyes, and couldn't help but be gloomy. Gloomy then suddenly said: "When the time comes, let my son and my sisters disguise themselves as girls together, and let my father take you to see the folk lights." The folk lantern festival can be fun. ”

"Really?!" Li Mingda's eyes lit up when he heard this. She had never been out of the palace, never. But I've heard the seventeenth sister who often sneaks out of the palace talk about things outside the palace. I heard that the lanterns of the Lantern Festival outside the palace will be full of people on the street, and there are eighteen miles of long lanterns, all kinds, dazzling!

"Of course. Will your father lie to you? Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Li Mingda's expectant and surprised look, and also became happy: "If you don't believe it, ask your seventeenth sister." She often sneaks out of the palace. ”

Li Mingda suddenly thought of something, and his eyes darkened. Then he shook his head firmly: "No." The queen mother said that a woman should not show her face outside before she leaves the boudoir. ”

Emperor Joan of Arc sighed. It is said that the fifth child is the most well-behaved of his daughters, but it is rare for outsiders to see his son. If you want to say that he is obedient and clever, his little son is the best in the harem.

"Where are so many rules? Didn't you say before that you would stay with your father for the rest of your life? Then you mean that you will be an old girl in the palace for the rest of your life? Emperor Joan of Arc pretended to reprimand with a straight face. made Li Mingda laugh.

"Alright. Take good care of your body, this year I am in Luoyang, and the eighteen-mile lantern festival in Luoyang will definitely be extremely lively. Emperor Joan of Arc said, pulled the futon, and covered the quilt for Li Mingda. Then personally lower the curtain on the silver hook next to the bed.

The bed curtain was put down, blocking the view of the people inside, and the kind face of Emperor Joan of Arc became cold. He pointed to the slaves standing next to him, and then to the door. Then he strode out.

The several slaves and maids who were pointed out looked at each other, led by Aya, and quickly followed out.

Emperor Joan of Arc put his hands behind his back, first looked at the quiet hall, and then looked at a few slaves: "What's the matter?" ”

The nineteenth princess dared to deceive the emperor, they didn't dare. The crime of bullying the king is to kill the head, and without waiting for Emperor Joan of Arc to ask again, Aya and the others told Emperor Joan of Arc about the matter from beginning to end.

After listening to the narration of Aya and the others, Emperor Joan of Arc raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean, the female official of the Xi Official Bureau treated the son, so the son woke up?" He still remembered what Chen Tang said.

Chen Tang is the head of his Tai Hospital, and the medical books are among the best in the world. I thought that if he couldn't cure it, there would be no one in the world who could cure it.

Now vaguely, he seems to see a glimmer of hope.