Chapter 102: The Queen Mother's Thoughts

"Garo is gone, gone!"

The Queen Mother's voice was calm. Vertex updates are the fastest

"Do you want to see Garo again?"

"I don't want to see you again."

Zhang Jin held his breath, bent down and approached the Queen Mother, carefully looked at the Queen Mother's face, and recognized the aperture around the Queen Mother's body.

A faint halo of black-gray mixed with a faint dark red.

It is the color of a normal person.

"Queen Mother, please follow me back to Kunyi Palace."

"Exactly."

Zhang Jin took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve pocket, poured a little sandalwood powder into the incense burner, took a fire fold and lit it, and as the light smoke rose, the fresh smell of sandalwood filled the entire dormitory.

The palace maids and little eunuchs who fell to the ground woke up one by one, found themselves lying on the ground, and were so frightened that they immediately woke up, and quietly got up and knelt down.

"Rejoice." The queen mother screamed, and she was weak.

Zhang Jin didn't know what was going on with the Queen Mother's sudden rejoicing, so he waited for the Queen Mother to speak again.

A bold palace maid crawled over with her hands and feet, stopped beside the female official, and reached out to shake the female official's shoulder.

It turned out that the female official's name was Huanxi, and Zhang Jin understood. She took out the porcelain vase and shook it under the female officer's happy nose, and Huanxi belched and slowly opened her eyes.

The Queen Mother shouted again: "Rejoice." This time the voice was much higher.

Huanxi got up and knelt down and kowtowed: "Please forgive the Queen Mother." ”

"Not guilty." The Queen Mother's voice sounded very clear, and it carried a unique majesty: "Get up." ”

"Thank you, Empress Dowager!" Huanxi bit her lip and stood up, her hands and feet were weak, and her scalp was numb.

Zhang Jin silently recited the incantation in his heart.

The Queen Mother was quietly waiting for Zhang Jin's instructions.

The female officials and palace maids and eunuchs were even more arrogant, waiting for Zhang Jin to say something and rescue them.

The last trace of green smoke in the incense burner drifted away, and the sandalwood in the dormitory slowly dispersed with the open doors and windows, slowly fading.

Zhang Jin clasped his palms together on his chest and raised his voice: "Queen Mother, the sun is bright in the Kunyi Palace, do you want to get up and take a walk?" Peonies and azaleas in the yard are in bloom. ”

"Rejoice?"

"The Queen Mother, the slave is here!"

"Serve me up."

Huan's eyes widened in disbelief, and her voice was trembling: "Yes, the Queen Mother." ”

It has been almost two months since the Queen Mother became ill in the first month, and this is the first time she wants to get up. Huanxi held back her tears and stepped forward to wait for the Queen Mother to sit up.

The palace maids held clothes and jewelry, and the little eunuchs knelt in a row under the bed with a basin of tooth powder and balm.

Huanxi twisted the veil and carefully wiped the face of the queen mother, and the queen mother said, "Take off the silk handkerchief." ”

May I? looked back at Zhang Jin happily and hesitantly.

Zhang Jin nodded lightly and instructed: "Queen Mother, please close your eyes and wait for the red light to appear before opening your eyes." ”

Huanxi was careful and careful, and it took a lot of effort to untie the silk handkerchief on the queen mother's eyes, and she gritted her teeth and didn't dare to cry.

The Queen Mother, who was once round and plump, is now skinny, with deep-set eyes, sunken cheeks, a shrunken chin, and pale hair that is dry and messy.

The Queen Mother closed her eyes and waited for Huanxi to clean up for her, her bulging eyelids moved a few times, and slowly opened a slit.

Zhang Jin stood in front of the window and pointed to the peony flower under the window: "Queen Mother, the color of this peony flower is really rare." ”

The Queen Mother was slightly shocked.

Zhang Jin approached the peony flower and sniffed the stamen: "The peony is luxurious, and you can know its taste when you look closely." ”

The Queen Mother's eyes were half-opened, and a fine light shot out: "It's a pity, it's too squeamish." ”

"Queen Mother, this peony flower, just now I stood in the distance and looked pink, standing up close, it was pink, and the petals in the sun were all snow-white." Zhang Jin smiled: "It's the first time I've seen a peony that changes color. ”

"It's just that it looks different," the Queen Mother said slowly word by word: "The people who watch it stand in different positions, so they think that the peony will change color, just change the position and take a few more looks." ”

Even if the Queen Mother has been ill for so long, once she sobers up, her thinking immediately becomes very clear, and she speaks half-concealed and half-concealed, meaning something.

"Queen Mother, can you teach the little girl how to look at peony flowers?"

"Rejoice, help me over!"

"Yes, Queen Mother."

Huanxi and another palace maid, half dragging and half carrying the queen mother, moved to the window.

The little eunuch brought a soft couch, and the queen mother sat down, half-leaning on the armrest of the soft couch, panting slightly: "The leaves are all withered." ”

Zhang Jin squatted down and stretched out his hand to pinch off the yellow leaves: "That's good." ”

"The petals are withered." A hand with swelling muscles and dry skin reached over and pulled the petals of the peony flower, which was the queen mother: "No matter how beautiful it is, it will wither." ”

Zhang Jin pinched off another flower on the flower branch: "One branch at a time, the petals are not easy to wither." A few branches, there are always strong and weak, the Queen Mother, please see, the buds below have no chance to bloom again. ”

"Hehe, the flowers on the branches, they don't give a chance to let them bloom, and the buds below are an embellishment, a foil."

The precious peony carefully cultivated by the florist, in this way, was torn apart by the Queen Mother and Zhang Jin, you and I petals.

The Queen Mother was in a good mood, and she had a sense of revenge in her heart, and asked Zhang Jin: "Little lady Zhang, what should I do now?" ”

"The Queen Mother, there are two pots of peonies, do you also teach the little girl how to appreciate them?"

"Well, appreciation, teach you to appreciate."

The little eunuch ran and brought in the other two pots of peonies.

The Empress Dowager and Zhang Jin drew gourds in the same way, repeating similar dialogues and the same movements.

Soon, the peony flowers are left with bare branches.

The joy on the queen mother's face was fleeting, just like a child who had done something wrong, and she was replaced with a bewildered expression: "Little lady Zhang, what should I do?" ”

Zhang Jin glanced at Huanxi, and said to the Queen Mother with a smile: "Queen Mother, peony flowers are meant to be appreciated, and planting flowers is to appreciate the beauty of flowers. Just like a little woman dispensing prescriptions, keep what is useful and take away what can't be used, otherwise the medicine will either have no medicinal effect or become poison. ”

At this moment, the Queen Mother sneezed twice in a row.

Zhang Jin glanced at the petals on the ground, probably because the queen mother had pollen on her hands, so she sneezed.

A sneeze can shake the internal organs, which is a sign that the healing has taken effect.

Zhang Jin respectfully said to the Queen Mother: "Queen Mother, please go back to the phoenix couch to rest, and the little woman will prepare a bowl of health soup for the Queen Mother." ”

The Queen Mother drank half a bowl of hot health soup, closed her eyes comfortably, and breathed slowly and steadily.

Zhang Jin retreated to the outside of the dormitory, beckoned to Huanxi, and when Huanxi came to the front, he instructed when he was a child: "The Queen Mother will sleep more in the next three days, don't worry." When I woke up, I decocted the medicine according to the recipe I left. No more peony flowers are allowed in the hall. ”