Chapter 7: The Divine Doctor in Beijing
Loei, Qing Yuju.
The maid beside Feng brought the decoction medicine, but Miaozhu stretched out her hand to stop her.
"I'll do it." Miaozhu took the tray, "This sister has worked hard to boil medicine, let's go back and rest early." β
The maid glanced at Li Yuyan, who was still unconscious on the bed, and nodded: "That's good." β
Waiting for Feng's maid to leave, Miaozhu put the medicine bowl on the table, walked to the edge of the bed and whispered, "Miss, there are only three of us in Qingyu Curie." β
Li Yuyan opened his eyes and sat up slowly: "Pour the medicine." β
"The old slave came and fell, and the rain washed away and it was gone. If it's not raining, you'll have to find a hidden place. Zhao's mother picked up the medicine bowl, opened the window, and spilled the medicine directly on the muddy floor in the backyard.
Li Yuyan walked to the window with her shoes on: "Mother Zhao, is the doctor who came today the one who treated my mother five years ago?" β
"It's not." Mother Zhao shook her head, "Although they are not the same person, they are from the same family." β
Miaozhu twisted her eyebrows: "Miss, could it be that there is a problem with today's medicine?" β
"Today's medicine is fine, I'm wondering if there is a problem with the medicine my mother drank when she was sick." Li Yuyan stretched out his hand, the rain fell on his palm, and his tentacles were cold.
Mother Zhao muttered: "Miss, Mrs. will also suspect that there is a problem with the medicine, so more often than not, she pours it and doesn't drink it......"
Speaking of the back, the voice faded into a weaker voice.
The three of them were silent for a while.
Mother Zhao quietly wiped away her tears: "The rain swept in, Miss don't stand by the window." β
"Hmm." Li Yuyan responded softly.
Seeing that her young lady was a little depressed, Miaozhu told all the rumors outside today.
The speed at which the rumors spread and the ability of the people of Kyoto to add fuel and vinegar were beyond Li Yuyan's expectations.
Thinking about it again, the prince's marriage has been in an uproar recently, and once there is news related to it, the spread will be unusual.
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The rain fell overnight, and the next morning, the morning light was faint.
Li Yuyan stood in the courtyard, looking at the beautiful morning glow in the sky, thinking, the rumors outside should always affect the marriage between her and the prince.
Whenever the crown prince wants to make a face, it is time to propose to the emperor to cancel the marriage.
"Miss, the flying pigeon has passed the book." Miaozhu walked over with a carrier pigeon, took off the small bamboo tube on its feet and handed it to Li Yuyan.
Li Yuyan took the small bamboo tube, took out the letterhead, and glanced at it.
"Miss, the pigeon's foot tag shows that it is from a nearby point, but the small bamboo tube on its foot is from Linqing Pavilion." Miaozhu was a little uneasy and said, "What happened to Lin Qing Pavilion?" β
It is necessary to change several waves of carrier pigeons on the road to send messages to hide people's eyes.
"Lin Qingge is fine." Li Yuyan lit the letterhead with a fire fold, and said lightly, "Many children of the family in the capital went to Linqing Pavilion to find a divine doctor, in order to let the divine doctor go out of the mountain to cure the ninth princess's leg disease. β
Miaozhu chuckled: "Then they all ran for nothing, because Miss is already in Beijing." β
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At this moment, Ye Yiheng, accompanied by Songguo, ascended to the observation deck of the East Palace.
The observation deck is several zhang high, and you can see the style of a radius of several miles.
Ye Yiheng stood facing the east, took a deep breath, the freshness after the rain lingered on the tip of the nose, it seems that the weather is good today.
It's a pity that I still can't see it, and I have failed to live up to the good spring.
At this time, the guard fell not far from Ye Yiheng like a gust of wind, and arched his hand: "Your Highness, the rumors yesterday were indeed deliberately spread in the back alley of the East Palace. It's just that it was originally rumored that Miss Li Wu knelt in the ancestral hall for one night, and somehow it became what I heard now. β
"When was the first biography?"
"It's probably the end of the day." Ruofeng was ashamed and said, "At that time, it was dark, and I couldn't see people's faces clearly, so my subordinates couldn't find out who was preaching." Please give your subordinates some more time, and they will be able to find out! β
"Don't look it up again." Ye Yiheng raised his hand and motioned for the guards to stand down.
After kneeling for a night, rumors spread in the early morning, which shows that it was the Li family who first spread the rumors.
As for the statement that it has evolved into a wife, his brothers must have contributed a lot.
Li Zongfa's husband and wife baby Li Manting is the concubine, as for Li Yuyan, who was pushed out, she is not so favored. In this case, the person who spread the rumors must have given Li Yuyan's meaning.
can instruct others to speak, which shows that she is in good health.
Ruofeng gave up his hand again, took a few steps back and quietly left.
Through the white veil covering the eyes, Ye Yiheng gently pressed the eye sockets.
Seeing this, Songguo took a few steps forward: "Your Highness, do you want to pass the imperial doctor to see your eyes?" β
"Look no further."
After looking at it for a long time, there is no sign of improvement, on the contrary, it is getting worse and worse.
Ye Yiheng turned around and said, "When the imperial doctor went to the Marquis of Ningyuan's mansion, he said that Gu was very concerned about Miss Liwu's situation. β
Regardless of whether Li Yuyan doesn't want to marry him, or in order to lower his vigilance against her, so as to be a good concubine, as a fiancΓ©, he should care about one or two.
"Yes, Your Highness." Songguo immediately went down to the observation deck to instruct someone.
Listening to the footsteps of the pine cones gradually moving away, Ye Yiheng sighed slightly.
I can't see, it's really disturbing.
Perhaps, as Jiang Lecheng said, he should also send people to find the so-called miracle doctor.
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Just when the imperial physician arrived in Loei, Li Zongfa was furious in the hall of the front yard.
The stewards in the house were trained one by one with their heads drooped, and they didn't dare to squeak at all.
In Li Zongfa's opinion, the rumors spread from his own house, after all, he punished his daughter for a family matter.
There are only three masters and servants in Qingyuju, Li Yuyan is in a coma, Miaozhu knelt for a long time that night, and he shouldn't have much energy to go out and gossip. As for Zhao's mother being deaf and mute, it is even more impossible.
After training for a long time, no one has come out to admit it.
At this moment, seeing a imperial doctor walking with a medical girl under the guidance of the housekeeper, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile and arched his hand: "Imperial Doctor Zeng." β
Imperial Physician Zeng returned the salute: "Marquis Li, the lower officials are ordered by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to come to give Ling Yan a pulse of peace." β
"Yuyan is just occasionally feeling cold, annoying His Royal Highness the Prince, the real number should not be." As he spoke, Li Zongfa turned his head sideways and said to the housekeeper, "Please ask Madame to go to the courtyard of the fifth lady." β
He himself took Imperial Physician Zeng to Qingyuju.
The butler waved for the stewards to leave, and then hurried to the Lanxiang Courtyard where the Feng family was.
When Feng arrived at Qingyuju, Imperial Physician Zeng was taking the medicine girl to check Li Yuyan's pulse.
I saw the brocade tent hanging, a plain hand poked outside the tent, and a silk handkerchief covered on the wrist, and Imperial Physician Zeng was carefully identifying the pulse.
Feng Shi pinched the handkerchief and tucked the corners of his eyes, squeezed out a little grief on his face, and said to Li Zong on the side with a cry: "Master, this child has been in a coma since yesterday, and the concubine is really distressed when she looks at it, and she can't wait to replace her." β
Hearing this, Doctor Zeng's eyebrows moved slightly.
Li Zongfa coughed lightly: "Don't say a word, don't disturb Doctor Zeng's pulse." β
Doctor Zeng took the pulse and put it away, the doctor put away the silk handkerchief and hand pillow, and the Miaozhu standing at the head of the bed lifted the brocade tent and hung it up in a timely manner.
Feng Shi was stunned on the spot, and saw Li Yuyan, who was half-leaning on the pillow on the bed, looking at her calmly.