The matter was finally figured out, and everyone was put in prison, and the rest of the matter was not something that Yang Xianrong could handle. She politely said to Sima Lun and Sun Xiu for a while, and then asked Zhang Lianghoe to send some of the specialties she bought on the road, which could be regarded as returning to her Tianyuan Palace in a down-to-earth manner.

However, she just changed her clothes and hurried to Sima Xin's Zhengyang Palace. After all, this is the emperor of the Great Jin, her husband.

At this time, it was already nightfall, and the weather was still a little cold. But the fire in the dormitory was very strong and warm.

Sima Zhen leaned on the bed and read the copybook honestly, and the whole person gained weight again.

When he saw the sheep coming over, he shouted happily: "Sheep baa, you are back!" I heard that you have been following Uncle Huang to try the case, and it has been very hard. But did you bring me something to eat? ”

"Your Majesty Jin'an." These gifts of Yang Xianrong are indispensable, and she is not sloppy at this point, after all, there is a big manager Zhang Du next to Sima Zhen to watch it. "The trip was in a hurry, so I bought some food, I don't know if the emperor will like it? The concubine had already asked Cui Xi and Director Zhang to deal with it, and they would come over in a while. ”

"Okay, okay." Sima Zhen was very happy, and patted the dragon bed, and motioned for Yang Xianrong to sit over, "I see that you are a lot darker......

"Your Majesty, you can't say that." Yang Xianrong made a small face, "The concubine is the most beautiful." ”

"Oh oh oh, yes yes, the sheep bleating is the best." Sima Zhen put down the calligraphy in his hand and grabbed Yang Xianrong's little hand.

Yang Xianrong was stunned for a moment and wanted to dodge, but he had already caught him.

"I saw the letterhead between you and your father very interesting, and I saw the handwriting that the sheep wrote when she was a child, which was very cute, but very neat. I want to see your hands. ”

Sima Zhen grabbed Yang Xianrong's hand and put it in his palm to look at it carefully. It is fair-skinned and has long fingers, but the whole is very small, only half the size of Sima Zhen's palm.

Sima Zhen also touched it before he said: "Sure enough, only such a pair of small hands can write such beautiful words." ”

"Hey, the emperor praised it falsely. The concubine hated writing at that time, and her hands were sore every day. ”

"It's okay, I'll blow it to you." Sima Zhen really picked up the little hand of the sheep and blew it.

The hot air blows in the palm of the hand, and it is still a little itchy.

Yang Xianrong's face suddenly turned red, and he wanted to withdraw his hand from his hand, but Sima Zhen didn't mean to let go at all, and kept putting it in his palm. It wasn't until Cui Xi and Zhang Liang came in with a hot meal that Zhang Du wiped his hands for him and prepared to eat.

Zhang Du said that the emperor Sima Zhen had been lying honestly on the dragon bed in the twenty days that the sheep had been gone, and Imperial Physician Qin had also changed the dressing for him on time, so his leg was getting better quickly, and now although there is still pain, he can bear it, and he also wants to get up and go out to bask in the sun. Imperial Physician Qin also said that he should not always lie in bed, and his body lacks exercise, and he will have other problems.

After eating, Yang Xianrong asked him: "Your Majesty, there are also a lot of calligraphy in the palace of the concubines, do you want to go over and have a look?" ”

"No, you're too far away for me to go." Sima Zhen lay flat on the bed again, looking at her, "Did Imperial Doctor Qin also tell you to let me exercise?" I, just, yes, no, to, move! How comfortable it is to lie like this now! There is a folk saying: Delicious but dumplings, comfortable but lying down! I'm going to lie down! ”

Zhang Du stood next to him and waved his hand quietly, signaling that Yang Xianrong could not talk about this topic anymore, and Sima Zhen was likely to be angry.

"Okay, the concubine brought it to you, okay?" Yang Xianrong had no choice but to change his words, "There are still a lot of posters on the concubine's side, before, the concubine also copied a scripture for Lord Mao, and then the concubine copied it herself, the emperor should like it." ”

"Oh? Did the sheep baa copy this? Sima Xin's eyes lit up, "Back then, the queen mother also copied the scriptures, and the small characters were very beautiful. Later, the queen mother's eyes were bad, so she stopped copying them. ”

"Then the emperor can see the concubines copy it. The silk paper was spread out, and the pen and ink were full, and that feeling was particularly good. Yang Xianrong took the hot handkerchief from Zhang Du's hand and wiped Sima Zhen's hands carefully, "The concubine's father said, the words are like his person. If a person's handwriting is good, the person will not be bad. ”

"Yes, yes, sheep bleating is a good person." Sima Zhen's smile was much bigger.

Yang Xianrong also laughed, and directly wiped Sima Xin's big face with a hot cloth, "The emperor will also copy one, okay?" ”

"Yes!" Sima Zhen took Yang Xianrong's little hand again, "My handwriting is also very good-looking, but I don't have much opportunity to write, and no one wants to read it." ”

"The concubine wants to see it!" Yang Xianrong grabbed Sima Zhen with his backhand, "The emperor should get better quickly, and then write with his concubines." ”

"Yes, you can." Sima Zhen was very happy, and the whole person became very active.

Zhang Du stood aside and watched, and even quietly wiped the corners of his eyes.

After serving Sima Zhen and drinking the decoction, and watching him fall asleep, Yang Xianrong quietly retreated from the dormitory.

Zhang Du followed behind her, following in unison.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, you can rest quickly." Yang Xianrong saw that Zhang Du's white hair had increased a lot, and he also felt a little distressed, "It's been really hard for you these days." ”

"No bitterness, no bitterness, this is what an old slave should do." Zhang Du wanted to bow his waist again, but he was stopped by the sheep Xianrong. However, because she was helping Sima Zhen to drink medicine just now, she flashed her waist, and now she feels pain.

Cui Xi and Zhang Lianghoe immediately stepped forward and held both of them up. Now it's good, the four of them are supporting each other, and the scene is also very lively.

Yang Xianrong was the first to laugh, Zhang Du laughed at this time, and then wiped the corners of his eyes again, and then said in a low voice: "The emperor is right, the queen is a good person." ”

"Hey, you know I'm a good person." Yang Xianrong didn't want to hold the queen's shelf in front of him, "Okay, didn't I say it, you can't salute in front of my eyes, hurry up, my waist hurts." ”

"Yes, yes, according to the will of the Queen." Zhang Du's tone was also a little more relaxed, "Since the emperor was injured, it is the first time that the old slave has seen him so happy." Thank you, Queen. ”

"Well, don't thank you. The emperor is happy, let's be happy. Yang Xianrong sighed lightly, "I just hope that he will get better soon, and I still miss the way he walked around in the sheep cart, so that I would have mutton to eat." ”

"The queen's mother......" Zhang Du also couldn't cry or laugh, "The mutton is on fire, but you can't give the emperor more to eat, otherwise it will become impossible to pull it out." ”

"Drink more water." Yang Xianrong also laughed, and the two of them were afraid that they both remembered the situation when Sima Xin pulled him on the dragon bed at the same time, which was really fresh in his memory.

“…… Don't dare to let the emperor drink more water, you can also see it, he has gained weight again, and the old slave can't move it. Zhang Du even began to complain.