As soon as Song Ci finished speaking, Eunuch Hai, who was standing at the door of the bedroom, said that the emperor and Song Xiang were here.

Song Ci stood up and saw Emperor Chu in a bright yellow dragon robe walking in. He was two steps behind him and followed her cheap son. She looked over and saw him pulling the corner of his lips, and she felt relieved.

"My wife has seen the emperor..." Song Ci was about to salute, but Emperor Chu rushed over and helped her up with his hands.

"Auntie, there are no outsiders here, so don't be too polite."

When she called out aunt, Song Ci didn't float, but her scalp became numb and she had goose bumps all over her body.

Good, the emperor stuffed the sweet date a little suddenly, and she was a little panicked.

"Your Majesty, you are a traitor. How dare you call me this?" Song Ci's face was full of panic.

Emperor Chu said: "Jinlan, whom you and your mother had married when you were young, sued God, why didn't you forget it? Didn't I often shout at that time?"

"How can the past be compared with the present? It's not counting."

Emperor Chu blinked and said, "Your words are so sad."

Uh, Song Ci turned his head and saw Empress Dowager Wang crying and laughed awkwardly, saying, "I'm not saying that I'm not going to make a difference with the Queen Mother. Oh, anyway, it's better for the Emperor to call the Old Lady, otherwise the Censor would impeach me again."

Seeing that she looked a little depressed, Emperor Chu couldn't help but smile: "No one dares to spread messages outside when she is here in the queen."

His words were extremely contemptuous and gentle, but everyone present kept their faces, looking at their noses and their hearts, and a dense layer of cold sweat appeared on their backs, and they didn't dare to breathe.

It was Empress Dowager Wang who broke the pressure and said, "Okay, don't put your emperor's airs at Ai's house. If you come here to invite An, just kneel down. Aci rarely goes to the palace. Ai's house wants to talk to her more."

"Look at us, how long has it been since we came here, I was disliked by the old ladies." Emperor Chu looked at Song Zhiyuan helplessly.

Song Zhiyuan smiled warmly.

"If you want to talk to your aunt, you have to wait. My son announced that Master Buhui has entered the palace. Now he is outside. Let him help you with your pulse and prescribe a prescription to regulate your body."

Queen Mother Wang muttered: "The Ai family is full of old and sickness. If you take medicine and medicinal food, you will not be able to treat it."

Emperor Chu felt a sharp pain in his heart. He pinched his fist with his hands behind the dragon robe, and his lips slightly pursed. He did not reveal his true emotions, but smiled and said, "You can't say that the pulse that Master Buhui helped is different."

He did not allow Queen Mother Wang to refuse, so he asked Lian Qiao and others to arrange some things, and then asked Master Buhui to come in.

Wuhui was accompanied by Doctor Lu, with a calm expression. When he saw Empress Dowager Wang, he just chanted Amitabha with both hands and said, "The Queen Mother is blessed and lucky," and it was considered a gift for him.

Empress Dowager Wang looked at Buhui's appearance and thought to herself that this monk didn't look like a monk, but he looked like a glaring Vajra, which was so scary.

While waiting, Buhui met Emperor Chu and Song Zhiyuan first. After hearing about the reason for being invited to the palace, he realized his mind. He put his fingers on the wrist covered with gauze scarf, which took two cups of tea. He also asked about the pulse case after the onset of the disease. These were answered by the doctor of Lu.
Chapter completed!