Xie Mengxia was completely confused, and lowered his head subconsciously. When he raised his head again, he was desperate and on the verge of crying: "Then, then, what about me now?"
Bao Cheng calmed himself down and tried to speak as calmly as possible so as not to irritate Xie Mengxia, who was on the verge of collapse: "Your Highness, rest assured, the sub-gu has been taken out. Your Highness does not have to worry about being manipulated. However, the damage has been done. This, or ."
He hesitated to speak, but couldn't continue.
But Xie Mengxia had already heard the unfinished meaning in his words, and suddenly howled in despair: "No, no, I don't believe it, I don't believe it." He stared at Bao Cheng: "You, your surname is Bao? Well, I, the king, I order you to cure me, otherwise, otherwise, I, the king, I will kill your whole family."
Bao Cheng grinned when he heard this.
This is right, this is the attitude that a domineering and domineering man in the capital should have. The one who was timid and cowed just now must be a fake and shoddy product.
He tried to look fearless, looked into Xie Mengxia's eyes, and said with a slightly trembling voice: "I am a late student, so I will do my best tonight."
"It's not about trying our best, but it must be cured." Xie Mengxia patted the bed heavily. The mattress was extremely thin, and the hard bed board made his hands numb. He squeezed his hands calmly, turned around and asked Han Changmu: "Jiuchao, I'm afraid I won't be able to return to the East Palace in this state."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows: "Of course it is inconvenient to go back. Don't worry, Your Highness, I have asked Leng Linjiang to return to the palace to report this matter to the saint. I am afraid that the decree will arrive soon."
"What!!" Xie Mengxia staggered and stood up: "You mean, you mean that my father already knows about this?"
Han Changmu nodded.
Xie Mengxia wailed and threw herself back on the bed: "How can I ask my father to reward me with beauty in the future?"
Yao Yao and Bao Cheng looked at each other in confusion, and a thought came to their minds. This view of the world was a bit shaky. With such a potential prince, was there any hope for the Jing Dynasty?
Han Changmu also felt a little hopeless, and said sadly: "Your Highness, don't think that these things are gone. It is only right to recover from your injuries as soon as possible."
The midday sun was bright and warm, falling into the room through the wide open windows, and every corner was filled with a warm atmosphere.
But Xie Mengxia only felt cold all over. He pursed his lips, shivering and pulled a brocade quilt to wrap it up. His face was still blue from the cold, and his lips were trembling: "Jiu, Jiuchao, please light another charcoal basin, I ,I am cold."
Han Changmu hurriedly gave orders, looked at Bao Cheng and said, "Mr. Bao, even if His Highness cannot recover immediately, is there any way to relieve His Highness's pain?"
Bao Cheng sighed softly. He originally planned to sell the medicinal materials in exchange for travel expenses, but this time it was all in vain.
He nodded helplessly and said: "Yes, I will make some medicine right away and use three doses in a row. I think His Highness will be much better."
At this moment, Jin Yu hurried in with a gloomy expression: "Your Majesty, Eunuch Gao has come to convey the order, and he also brought Han Fengyu with him."
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Emperor Yong'an meant, and said to Yao Yao and Bao Cheng: "When the imperial edict arrives, everyone in the mansion should kneel down to receive it, but His Highness is now like this. It is inconvenient to appear in front of outsiders, so I have to work hard for you." Stay here and don’t let anyone in the mansion come in.”
Yao Yaoran smiled and said: "Sir, you are welcome, there is no need to work without working." She muttered in a low voice: "I don't care about kneeling."
Han Changmu didn't hear this sentence clearly, so he frowned and asked, "What?"
Yao Yao smiled quickly: "It's okay, my humble position means that my lord should quickly change into official uniform."
After Han Changmu left with Jinyu, Bao Cheng took Yao Yao and whispered a few words. Yao Yao nodded repeatedly: "Then go quickly. We may have to live here during this period. Please prepare more medicinal materials."
Xie Mengxia hugged the brocade quilt, but she was still so cold that she couldn't stop shivering. She groaned and said, "Ah Yao, please pour me some hot water, I'm cold."
Bao Cheng poked Yao Yao with his elbow, raised his chin towards the depressed Xie Mengxia, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, can you serve such an ancestor?"
Yao Yao raised his eyebrows casually, pointed at Xie Mengxia with his fingers and walked over, smiling as he walked: "Is Your Highness thirsty? Do you want a drink of water?"
Seeing the gentle smile on Yao Yao's face, Xie Mengxia felt chills out of thin air. She quickly shook off the brocade quilt and jumped out of bed. She poured herself a cup of hot water and said dryly: "I'll do it myself. I'll do it myself."
Bao Cheng immediately felt relieved and walked around to the courtyard wall avoiding people. The sparkling sunlight shone on him, and he seemed like a light swallow, jumping up the wall and passing through the bright spring light.
Han Changmu accepted the imperial edict calmly, and Jin Yu led the people to remove the incense table. Seeing that Gao Fuguo and Han Zengshou had no intention of leaving immediately, he ordered people to serve tea and snacks.
The three of them sat separately. Han Changmu thought about the profound meaning of those decrees. Seeing the hesitation on Gao Fuguo's face, he immediately stepped back and said calmly: "Eunuch Gao, if you have anything to say, please speak directly."
Gao Fuguo thought: "Your Majesty, Han Fengyu would like to meet His Highness the King of Han. Is it convenient for His Highness now?"
Han Changmu frowned slightly and said solemnly: "It's okay to meet His Highness in his current situation. It's just Eunuch Gao and Han Fengyu." He looked hard and couldn't bear it: "Eunuch Gao and Han Fengyu are here. , it’s natural to take a look, but you have to think carefully about how to report back to the saint.”
Gao Fuguo and Han Zengshou were both shocked, and their expressions changed drastically.
The two of them were stunned for half a cup of tea before Gao Fuguo twitched the corners of his mouth and asked with difficulty: "Your Majesty, do you mean that His Highness is seriously injured?"
Han Changmu's face was expressionless and he nodded calmly: "Eunuch Gao, Han Fengyu, come with me and you will know."
The more calm he was, the more unsure Gao Fuguo and Han Zengshou felt. The two looked at each other and saw the looming uneasiness in each other's eyes.
After a moment of silence, Gao Fuguo coughed slightly and stood up first: "Our family came here with an order. If we don't return to the palace to answer the order without seeing His Highness the King of Han, that would be the crime of deceiving the emperor."
If he had not returned to the palace to reply to the order as soon as he saw Xie Mengxia, Gao Fuguo would not have been the only one who committed the crime of deceiving the emperor. It seems that Han Zengshou, who came to see the king of Han under the order, was guilty of a greater crime.
Thinking of this, Han Zengshou's heart trembled. He also carried the small medicine box and stood up in a hurry: "This is what I mean."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and nodded expressionlessly: "In that case, please ask Eunuch Gao and Han Fengyu to move."
The bright sunlight fell down and splashed into the sky above the ground.
Along the corridor, Gao Fuguo walked through the sunshine and looked around. He chose this mansion himself. He spent more than three months choosing this mansion and looked at dozens of mansions before choosing this place. The location has its own meaning. , and he is familiar with the layout of the houses, the scenery, the flowers and trees in the house.
This was Han Changmu's first time entering the house after he moved in. He looked at the spacious and sparse courtyard and frowned slightly.
The mansion was obviously the same as when he first bought it, but as he walked, he felt something was slightly different. However, this strange feeling was fleeting, and he was too quick to catch it, so he naturally didn't notice anything. different.
He walked slowly, his face as calm as water.
But Han Zengshou was not so calm. As the imperial doctor in charge of the Imperial Medical Office, he came to ask for a safe pulse from His Highness the King of Han under a secret order. Whether it was because the King of Han was unsafe or he could not make the King of Han safe, these two results were He couldn't bear it.
Although Feng Yu of the Imperial Medical Office is not of high rank and has a small official position, he is in a very important position and is the person closest to the secret. Feng Yu of the Imperial Medical Office has always been the quickest to change in the palace and also the fastest to die. people.
Han Zengshou, as the imperial physician of the Imperial Medical Office, had been immersed in the palace for decades and held a lot of people's secrets in his hands, but he still lived a stable and vigorous life. Naturally, he had the only way to survive.
He followed Gao Fuguo step by step, like leaning against a thick and lush tree. His eyes moved, and he hesitated in a hoarse voice: "Eunuch Gao, look at this."
Gao Fuguo narrowed his eyes and said calmly and gently: "Han Fengyu, please be patient and wait for a moment. Let's take a look at the situation of His Highness the King of Han first."
Han Zengshou twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at Gao Fuguo's calm face, he became angry. His emotion was not that he had the tip of a knife hanging above his head to treat others. Of course, he was not in a hurry and happily watched from the sidelines.
Since he had received a secret order, Han Zengshou came alone with a medicine box on his back. He grabbed the bag of the medicine box and caught up with Han Changmu in a few steps. Taking a look at his cold, expressionless eyes, he said: "Well, Prince Han, what’s going on with His Highness the King of Han’s illness?”
Han Changmu glanced at Han Zengshou indifferently, and said with some distress: "Han Fengyu, I don't have any medical skills. I really can't tell the condition of His Highness, so I have to help Han Fengyu."
Han Zengshou took good care of himself. He was over 40 years old. His hair was still black and shiny, and there were no wrinkles on his face. But today he suffered too many blows. He was angered by two people one after another. He choked and frowned frequently. A few more fine lines appeared out of thin air.
After walking out of the winding corridor, his eyes suddenly lit up. Han Changmu did not go to the inner courtyard. Instead, he turned a corner and went straight to the outer study.
Gao Fuguo was a little regretful that his plan to take this opportunity to meet Qing Qian failed.
He secretly cursed, how could this person be so cautious? Even guarding the person next to him, wouldn't he feel tired and panic?
A bluestone road passes through the front garden and leads to the outer study. Both sides of the road are empty, with no trees or flowers, and no scenery at all. The sun falls unobstructed, and the entire garden is unobstructed.
Gao Fuguo's face was full of astonishment. He clearly remembered that there was a small lotus pond between the front hall and the outer study. When he bought it, there were withered lotus leaves floating on the water. But now, where is the lotus pond?
