The two imperial doctors first poured Zhuang Mengdie's qi-replenishing medicine, and then used hot water to wipe off the dried blood stains on her body, and then rubbed the medicine one by one.

Waiting for everything to be done, Zhuang Mengdie, who was angry, still didn't wake up, Zhuang Mengdie's body was weak, first she was frozen in the ice and snow, and then she was abused by King Yun, and her body was already extremely weak.

King Yun had breakfast, and then went to the morning court to take a look at Zhuang Mengdie, he didn't want Zhuang Mengdie's life, she still had use value for him.

"Her Majesty still hasn't woken up?!" King Yun, who was dressed in court clothes, stood in front of the dragon bed, looked at Zhuang Mengdie, whose face was bloodless, lying on the bed dying, and asked the two imperial doctors in a deep voice.

"Her Majesty the Empress is weak, and Weichen has stabilized his condition with a decoction, and he will ...... in less than three days," a royal doctor looked at Zhuang Mengdie and replied.

"Three days?" Before the imperial doctor could finish speaking, King Yun glanced at her out of the corner of his eye in displeasure, and his question was full of threats.

"Back to King Yun, Weichen is good at acupuncture, and Her Majesty the Empress can be revived after a few stitches......" Another imperial doctor secretly pulled the sleeve of the imperial doctor who was about to reply again, and answered.

"Then why don't you give an acupuncture to Her Majesty, if Her Majesty has a bad pool, this king ......" King Yun did not finish the threatening words behind, but the imperial doctor who claimed to know acupuncture had already hurriedly claimed that it was, and his hand kept taking out the items for acupuncture from the medical box he carried.

Under the needle of the imperial doctor, Zhuang Mengdie, whose face was bloodless, really woke up slowly, raised her eyes and saw that the imperial doctor and several palace maids gathered around the dragon bed had never been seen before, and she was not too surprised in her heart, since King Yun wanted her puppet empress to obey her orders, she would naturally not give her a chance to pass on the news to the outside world.

King Yun looked at Zhuang Mengdie quietly for a while, and said lightly: "Her Majesty the Empress is infected with the wind and cold, her body is weak, and she is not suitable for fatigue. ”

After saying this to Zhuang Mengdie, he looked at the palace maid waiting behind him and said, "Serve Her Majesty the Empress well." ”

said that she was serving well, it was nothing more than letting them take a good look at Zhuang Mengdie and not let her sleep in the palace at will, but even without these palace maids watching, with Zhuang Mengdie's current physical condition, she would not be able to leave this dormitory on her own, let alone leave the dormitory.

King Yun straightened his sleeves and turned to leave, although Zhuang Mengdie knew his secret, he was not afraid that Zhuang Mengdie would reveal it, because he also knew Zhuang Mengdie's secret, Zhuang Mengdie was a smart person, and he believed that she would not do such a stupid thing.

Watching King Yun's figure gradually fade away, and finally disappeared outside the gate of the dormitory, Zhuang Mengdie didn't say anything, and closed her eyes after drinking a few mouthfuls of the decoction fed by the palace maid.

After a night, the whiplash on her body was still scorching in pain, and despite the medication, the pain still made her unable to say anything more.

She coughed for a while, and finally fell asleep in a daze under the soothing incense lit by the imperial doctor, and then in the dream, the plum blossoms in the plum garden were blooming brightly, Zhuang Feiyu smiled and walked towards her, but when she stretched out her hand to pull him, Zhuang Feiyu turned away, leaving her with a resolute back, no matter how she shouted, how to chase, Zhuang Feiyu never looked back at her......

On the main hall of the early dynasty, the civil and military officials who stood in two rows saw King Yun sitting on the throne of the emperor, announcing that Her Majesty the Empress was sick in bed due to the wind and cold, and could not go to the court, and he handled state affairs on his behalf, and couldn't help but whisper.

Although Empress Zhuang also ordered King Yun to be the regent during her reign and recuperation, there was nothing seriously wrong with King Yun in handling state affairs, and even compared with Zhuang Mengdie, who had just succeeded to the throne, he may be more familiar with how to take care of state affairs.

But the day after the new emperor ascended the throne, he was seriously ill in bed and could not go to the court, which really made the Manchu civil and military uneasy. But seeing King Yun's gloomy face, no one dared to step forward and ask Her Majesty how she contracted the wind and cold and how her condition was.

After all, Zhuang Mengdie has always been weak and sickly, which is obvious to all, but even so, even if she dragged her sick and weak body over the years, Zhuang Mengdie has never been absent from the early dynasty.

After leaving the court, the ministers left together and at the same time, they all talked about Zhuang Mengdie's not going to the early dynasty, Zhuang Mengdie's camp was worried about the physical condition of Her Majesty the Empress, after all, an emperor and a courtier. And the ministers of Zhuang Fuyao's camp couldn't help but sneer, even if Zhuang Fuyao has no news recently, and even people may have left Tianxuan Kingdom, but if Zhuang Fuyao succeeded to the throne, at least there would not be a situation where King Yun would be regent.

I heard that Zhuang Mengdie was sick in bed and couldn't go to court, and the most worried person was Zhuang Feiyu, who was absent-minded throughout the early dynasty, and didn't know what the courtiers were talking about.

After thinking about it after returning to his mansion last night, he hesitated for a long time, and finally did not enter the palace again to go to Zhuang Mengdie's appointment in the plum garden.

After all, when she invited him after Zhuang Mengdie's enthronement ceremony yesterday, he clearly saw the guilt in her eyes, and the reason why she asked him to meet in the plum garden was just out of the guilt of being estranged from him these days.

And how could he, Zhuang Feiyu, accept her to make up for him because of guilt? Is his love for her only worthy of her being reciprocated with guilt?

If that were the case, if he appeared in front of her, it would only make her feel guilty, and he would rather not see her. She has become the empress of Tianxuan Kingdom as she wished, and he is no longer as important to her as before.

What's more, after all, last night was Zhuang Mengdie's happy day, how could she leave her own prince and have a private meeting with herself in the icy plum garden for the sake of a self that is no longer so important to her?

Zhuang Feiyu once thought that he was all of Zhuang Mengdie, but it wasn't until he saw Zhuang Mengdie ascend the throne as emperor and saw her dressed like fire that he finally realized that he was no longer her only one. No matter what she thinks in her heart, she is no longer the Zhuang Mengdie she used to be.

The pain in his heart made Zhuang Feiyu feel like he was about to suffocate, and he drank several pots of liquor in a row until he finally lost consciousness, which made him feel less uncomfortable, and only then did he stop the urge to go to the appointment during the period.

He knew that it was useless for him to go, and if he really saw Zhuang Mengdie, what could he say to her? Should he blame her for marrying Yang Jingyue in order to stabilize his throne, or should he let her leave everything and go with him? No matter what he said, he couldn't change Zhuang Mengdie's decision.

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