The autumn rain is sparse and lala, like the prostate of a middle-aged man, always wanting to stop, far less enjoyable than the summer storm.

"Doctor Wanshang, the decoction is ready."

"Oh, put it there!"

"This decoction should be taken while it is hot......"

"Got it......"

Wan Zhen'er replied casually, still staring out the window blankly.

It rained for a day and a night, and although it didn't rain much, the temperature plummeted a lot.

In this way, I felt a faint pain in my abdomen, and drinking the decoction could relieve it a little, but the sorrow in my heart became more and more serious.

She entered the palace as a maid at the age of four, and for twenty years, she never even touched a man's hand.

Just ask, which teenager is not affectionate, which girl is not pregnant with spring?

What's more, she has long passed the first years of cardamom, and if she is in the people, she is not married at this age, she will be laughed at.

originally thought that he would never have the opportunity to contact men and women in this life, and he would be lonely in this palace compound for a lifetime.

But recently, two consecutive intimate contacts with the emperor made her heart ripple, and somehow, she slowly became sad.

If it is said that the emperor was poisoned once, it was purely a critical situation, and he didn't care about the suspicion of men and women, then this time later......

Thinking of this, the roots of my ears burned for a while.

"Yo, and learned poetry?"

"Your Majesty?"

Wan Zhen'er exclaimed, looking a little flustered.

She was holding a piece of paper with a poem she had just copied.

At this time, I couldn't take much care of it, so I had to put it aside indiscriminately, get up and prepare to bow.

"Excuse me!"

Zhu Qizhen waved his hand at her, and then picked up the piece of paper, on which were written a few lines of beautiful small characters.

Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine.

I tried the curtain people, but the begonias were still the same.

Do you know, do you know?

It should be green, fat, red and thin.

"Li Qingzhao's words, it seems that you are ready to be a talented girl?"

Wan Zhen'er was even more at a loss, and hurriedly replied: "The slave is ...... It's a practice of words, nothing ......"

"Your handwriting is good, too."

Zhu Qizhen put down the paper, saw the decoction on the table, and asked, "This is the medicine that King Zhou prescribed for you?" ”

"Yes, yes......"

"Why don't you drink it?"

"I didn't ...... Just let it cool down a little ......."

For some reason, Wan Zhen'er stumbled when she spoke, and kept her head down, not daring to raise it.

After occasionally peeking at it, he immediately lowered his head, from his face to his neck.

"You...... Still feeling well? ”

Zhu Qizhen thought she was very sick, and subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Wan Zhen'er wanted to hide, but for some reason, she still couldn't help but move.

"Ah, it's so hot?"

Zhu Qizhen put the back of his hand on her forehead, and said with a concerned expression: "Is it a cold at night?" Didn't I tell you, you must pay attention to keep warm! ”

"No, no...... It's okay! ”

Wan Zhen'er smiled awkwardly and said, "The slave is just ...... There was some heat in the house......"

"Is it hot?"

Zhu Qizhen looked around, there was no charcoal basin in this room, let alone heating, where was it hot?

"Yes...... It's a little hot, it doesn't matter, just go out and breathe. ”

"It's raining outside, what's the air?"

"It was because of the rain that the slave and maid wore more clothes, and that ...... It's a bit hot......"

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said, "Let's drink the medicine first, I put it there when I came, it was already cold, right?" ”

Wan Zhen'er didn't answer, picked up the medicine bowl, and drank all the essence.

Zhu Qizhen waited for her to finish drinking the medicine and said, "I came over today and have something serious to discuss with you." ”

"Ah......h

Wan Zhen'er put the bowl down in a panic, then stepped forward and stood with her hands down.

"Don't be nervous, come, sit down!"

"Slaves don't dare to ......"

"There are no outsiders here, sit!"

"This ...... All right! ”

Wan Zhen'er looked around, and then carefully sat on the rattan chair on the side.

Zhu Qizhen was about to speak, when he saw that the chair was bare, he couldn't help but say: "You get a cushion, the weather is going to get colder, and your health is not good, and it is easy to get cold on the rattan chair." ”

"Yes, thank you for your concern."

Wan Zhen'er felt a warmth in her heart for no reason.

"Now get down to business!"

The smile on Zhu Qizhen's face disappeared, and he said, "Nanhaiwei sent a hurry, and something happened over there." ”

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Wan Zhen'er was puzzled: "Nanhai Wei ...... Where is it? ”

"Oh, that's far away!"

Zhu Qizhen thought for a while, then picked up a pen and paper from the table, and drew a brief map in three or two strokes.

"This is our Jingshi, which sails east from Tianjin, and then sails all the way south, and this is Xianglin County, which is the former Champa State, and then south...... Look here, it's Nanhaiwei! ”

Wan Zhen'er was a little surprised and said, "It's so far! ”

Zhu Qizhen pouted and said: "No, Nanhaiwei has been to Beijing for more than 10,000 miles, and it takes a lot of effort to send a piece of music!" ”

Wan Zhen'er nodded lightly and said, "What did the emperor say?" ”

Zhu Qizhen took out a note and said, "You take a look at this first." ”

Wan Zhen'er looked puzzled, it must be a national event that Nanhaiwei sent a hurry, and she is just a female official in the inner palace, what can she do to help?

After opening it, I looked at it carefully, and the two willow eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"The newspaper says that many people have spots?"

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said, "Exactly!" ”

Wan Zhen'er looked at it again and said: "There are many causes of spots, different causes and different medications, Nanhaiwei has a hot and humid climate, and there are many snakes and insects, so we must find the source of treatment......

Zhu Qizhen's face was a little helpless, and he said: "It's not very clear in the report, King Zhou has already discussed it with the Tai Hospital, but no result has been discussed. ”

Wan Zhen'er muttered: "When I am sick than the year, I still have sores on my head, face and body, and I have to go around and around, like fire sores...... The playwright is more dead......"

Zhu Qizhen didn't understand and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Wan Zhen'er replied: "It is Ge Hong who has a record about spot sores in the book "Elbow Reserve Emergency Prescription", which used to be called a hole sore, because this kind of spot sores are mostly infected by the captives, and the slave guesses that Nanhaiwei often comes into contact with Westerners? ”

Zhu Qizhen suddenly realized and said: "If it is dyed by the captivity, it is likely to be the reason you said!" ”

Wan Zhen'er pointed to the previous paragraph and said: "It is mentioned here that the local people are also infected, so it seems that this kind of spot is very toxic, and if it is not handled properly, many people will die!" ”

Zhu Qizhen's face also became solemn, and he said, "Early this morning, King Zhou has already set off, but it's just ......."

"Just how?"

"Last night, King Zhou and the people from Tai Hospital discussed for a whole night, and in the end, they were not sure whether they could be cured......

Zhu Qizhen sighed and said, "I came here today because of a reluctant invitation. ”