As the king of a country, Zhao Surui has heard more compliments than the bricks on the walls of Yanjing City, and it is the first time that he has been praised as a bodhisattva, and besides, this person is not an "emperor".

Because of the three words "good bodhisattva", he saw that Shi Xinmei was really pleasing to the eye.

The cup on Shi Xinmei's body looked unpresentable, he glanced at Qian Xiaowu, and then pointed to a stack of quilts placed in the corner of the wall with his chin.

It was the new quilt that Yu Songbai, the royal historian of the city patrol who would only meet Yingmei, to cover him, in the end it was not as good as what Ah Chi and the others did, Zhao Surui didn't like it, so Tu Nan replaced it for him, and now it's good for Shi Xinmei.

Holding the warm satin quilt, Shi Xinmei's chapped and white lips grinned:

"Bodhisattvas can't even give me such a good quilt."

She wrapped the quilt tightly around her body and lay on the edge of the wooden fence near Zhao Surui's cell before she fell asleep.

Zhao Surui glanced at Qian Xiaowu again, and Qian Xiaowu shrunk his neck.

So Emperor Zhaode became impatient again: "She hasn't eaten or drunk for a few days, you should give her some hot water!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Qian Xiaowu panicked and went to get the copper kettle on the charcoal basin, Zhao Surui thought he was clumsy, and threw a wooden bowl used to hold preserved fruits on Qian Xiaowu, "How can she eat the freshly boiled water? Don't I have a ready-made pot here?"

Qian Xiaowu originally regarded him as the living king of Hades, and he was instructed to run around like a gray-skinned spinning top and didn't know where to turn.

How does Zhao Surui know how to take care of people? After a while, he asked Qian Xiaowu to give his dim sum to Shi Xinmei, and for a while, he felt that the dim sum was too sweet and his stomach was not easy to restrain himself.

The two of them combined were unexpectedly busy with the momentum of thousands of troops.

I don't know if the jailers were frightened, and no one cared about them when they tossed around in it.

In the end, it was Zhao Surui who kicked Qian Xiaowu away and asked him to find a Lang Zhong to see Shi Xinmei.

Qian Xiaowu shrank aside and said cautiously, "Shen, Mrs. Shen, the money for the medical treatment ......

Taking a deep breath, this was the first time since the soul change that Zhao Surui sincerely missed his cat and dog minion, he sneered and said:

"Aren't there people from the West Factory guarding the outside? You tell them to go and get a man!"

"Yes! Yes!"

Qian Xiaowu stumbled out, but collided with Tu Nan, who came to bring dinner to his girl.

"Girl!"

As if seeing a savior, Qian Xiaowu hurriedly tugged on Tu Nan's sleeve, but didn't pull it.

The ordinary-looking maid smiled and asked, "What's the matter with Master Qian?"

"Na Shi is sick, Mrs. Shen asked me to ask for a doctor."

Tu Nan still smiled: "Don't worry, I'll go and see first."

Seeing Tu Nan, Zhao Surui also breathed a sigh of relief, as if he met a chicken when he didn't do his homework, met his eldest brother when his father was about to scold him, and saw Shen Sanru when he wanted to eat sheep noodle soup......

"Tu Nan, come and see if this man is hungry or cold? As soon as I lay down, I didn't open my eyes again."

I saw Tu Nan half-leaning down, first taking Shi Xinmei's pulse, and then lifting her eyelids to look.

"Girl, she's frozen, so she'll have to pour some hot water and drink some medicine." ….

Zhao Surui saw Tu Nan take a few pills out of his purse and give them to Shi Xinmei to eat through the wooden fence.

"What did you give her to eat?"

Tu Nan picked up Shi Xinmei's hand and rubbed her palm warm, while saying: "This winter is cold, and there are people in Zhuangzi who are frostbitten.

Sure enough, the big families and maids all carry such good medicine.

Qian Xiaowu was insightful, and when he looked up, he saw that Mrs. Shen's face was also full of knowledge.

Well? Isn't this Mrs. Shen's medicine?

Tu Nan didn't care what these two people thought, and when Shi Xinmei's hands and feet were rubbed hot by her, she said to "her own girl":

"And ask the girl to give me some hot soup."

"Take whatever you want."

Tu Nan poured some astragalus chicken soup out of a wooden bowl, the oil on the soup had already been removed, she tore up the dough and soaked it in it, and fed Shi Xinmei little by little.

"You can still eat, I think you can get through this hurdle, I'll go get her some medicine after serving the girl to eat for a while, I'm afraid she can burn up tonight, girl, why don't I sleep here tonight?"

Zhao Surui refused: "Isn't it just a matter of taking medicine to see people, who can't do it?" What are you sleeping here? There are a bunch of ladies in our house, who will protect you when you leave?"

Tu Nan washed his hands and said softly, "The five Tong brothers have all entered the city this time, and they have brought a few good hands, and it is enough to take care of the family and the home."

Sitting back on the chair, with his legs curled, Zhao Surui returned to his usual uncle's appearance, "Since I entrusted the house to you, your first priority is to take care of the house, you also said that the weather is cold, and there are many sick people in Yanjing City, if you meet a sick person and leave your post to take care of it, how can I still give you an errand?"

Tu Nan thought for a moment and saluted him with a smile: "The girl has taught him a lesson. It was the slave who was negligent. That ......

"Isn't it me? What's so hard about watching people drink medicine?"

Zhao Surui gave a thumbs up and pointed at himself.

"Shen San Waste, Shen San Waste, Shen Three Waste! She's burning hot!"

As soon as he arrived on the second watch, Shen Shiqing heard a stack of shouts before he could ask Emperor Zhaode's feelings in prison.

Who? What burns hot?

Shen Shiqing put down the red pen in his hand, slowly stood up and moved his shoulders.

"Your Majesty, aren't you in jail?"

Zhao Surui had already forced Qian Xiaowu to open Shi Xinmei's cell door at this time, Qian Xiaowu was carrying a lantern, he leaned over to look at Shi Xinmei's face, and could only see that her face was flushed, it seemed to be very hot and it seemed to be very cold, and the fingers holding the quilt turned blue.

Emperor Zhaode, who was wise and martial, was light and healthy, and his brows were about to knot:

"Shen Sanzhu, I've already asked someone to find Lang Zhong, do you have any better medicine than the Chuanqiong Pill? Give her some to eat!"

"The Chuan Qiong Pill is a medicine to ward off the cold, and the person with the fever was frozen before? In that case, Your Majesty will first make sure that he will not get cold again."

Hearing this, Zhao Surui immediately looked at Qian Xiaowu:

"Hurry up and get some more quilts to wrap people up! Get another brazier!" ….

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Qian Xiaowu's buttocks went as if they were on fire, and he quickly hugged the quilt he covered at night.

Zhao Surui was angry: "What can this thing do?"

Seeing that the rest of the jailers were hiding far away and did not dare to step forward, Zhao Surui frowned:

"You guys come here and carry her to my cell!"

The other people looked at each other, and because of the power of "Mrs. Shen", they still did so.

Zhao Surui put the quilt on his bed on Shi Xinmei's body, and surrounded her with his four braziers.

"Okay, she's not going to get a cold."

Wrapped in his silver ratskin cloak, Zhao Surui sat on the literary chair:

"What?"

Shen Shiqing's tone was calm: "Wait for the doctor."

Zhao Surui: "...... You can't do it for her?"

"Your Majesty, there are no four ways to see, hear, ask, and cut, even if I am an immortal, I can't show people sick. What's more, my little bit of medical skill is only from the book, Your Majesty, if you let me see people, it is better for me to see horses, at least I have seen more diseases for horses than people."

Horse?

Zhao Surui sneered: "Shen Sanrui, when is this happening, why are you still suddenly mentioning the horse?"

After saying that, he himself was stunned again.

When is this?

It's just that a woman who has been in prison many times is sick, so what does it have to do with him?

How? Others called him "Good Bodhisattva", and he was true

Do you feel like you're a universal being?

"Shen Sanfu, what did you hear from my words?"

His mind sank, and Zhao Surui picked up the small hand stove and put it back in his arms.

On the other end, Shen Shiqing was laughing: "Your Majesty, I didn't hear anything, but Your Majesty is in prison even if it is a good opportunity."

Zhao Surui's brows jumped: "You are having a weird relationship with me again!"

"Your Majesty, I am complimenting you sincerely, you can't misinterpret my thoughts." Shen Shiqing, who was standing in the Qianqing Palace, walked briskly, listening to the stacks of shouts of Emperor Zhaode, which made her feel much more relaxed.

She Shen Shiqing wants to pay tribute to the elders who have known each other since childhood, and she has to pretend to be under heavy disguises, and the bitterness and happiness are really unspeakable, but fortunately, there is still someone in this world who knows who she is.

Although this person is Zhao Dasha, who calls her Shen Sanfu.

Zhao Dasha, who sent himself to prison.

"King Wen was detained and acted in "Zhou Yi", and Zhong Ni'e wrote "Spring and Autumn"*, His Majesty was in prison in a rage, I don't know what to think?"

Is this still called no yin and yang?

Zhao Surui pouted: "Shen Sanrui, I just killed someone who should be killed this time, but I used your body and your hands, you used my power to command the world, and I used your hands to kill people, it's nothing."

What he didn't expect was that Shen Shiqing actually agreed with his statement: "That's true, I also want to thank Your Majesty for doing what I always wanted to do but didn't do, and since then, I, Shen Shiqing, have also had the reputation of fighting with a sword to save people, thanks to Your Majesty."

Fulfill your own eating mutton soup noodles, there will never be noodles, only soup!

As a monarch, how could Zhao Surui be willing to let Shen Sanru take advantage of him?

"Shen Sanfu, don't be complacent, since you have abandoned my power technique, I want to see how you can save me without using power skills!"

"Your Majesty has high hopes for me, and I will naturally not let Your Majesty down. On the contrary, Your Majesty, I would like to know what was going on in your mind when you killed that Hu Hui?"

Zhao Surui was indifferent: "Where do I need to think about killing people?"

When the two of them were talking in their hearts, Qian Xiaowu hurriedly led a person into the cell:

"Madam, Lang Zhong is here!"

Zhao Surui immediately got up from his chair.

Na Langzhong looked at it, prescribed two pairs of medicines, and said that this girl could be properly disposed of in prison, so he waved his sleeves and left.

It is less than a moment from the appearance of the powder to the retirement like this.

After pouring another pair of medicines, Shi Xinmei's high fever finally began to subside.

Zhao Surui let out a sigh of relief.

If he was still in the palace, he would probably be in a hurry to cut a string of people, but he didn't expect that he didn't have the intention to kill this time.

"Why?" He asked himself.

"Your Majesty."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Nothing."

Shen Shiqing suddenly wanted to say that Yao Dujuan was dead, but she didn't know how to speak.

"Shen Sanru."

"Your Majesty."

"You just mentioned horses suddenly, did you mean it? In order for my mind to be stable?".

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