Chapter 73, Yu Xiangtang's Hands Heal the Son of Heaven (4/10)
From that day on, Emperor Bingyangzi kept his promise, and except for coming to the Rose Ridge Imperial Manor every four months to take a health-restoring move, he never visited again.
Yue Wangshu finally found peace.
In the blink of an eye, it was already the twelfth lunar month of winter. After a heavy snowfall, the entire Rose Ridge was covered in snow. When Yue Wangshu returned from enjoying the snow, he saw that the main room where he lived had a plaque hanging on it, which was the three words "Yu Xiang Hall"
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Yue Wangshu couldn't help but think of a saying: Give someone a rose, and the fragrance will linger in your hands.
Although this is definitely not what I meant in this era, it still feels very satisfying.
Looking at the calligraphy again, it was an extremely regular and elegant Taige style regular script, and the handwriting looked very familiar. At this moment, Zhang Ji, the eunuch in front of the emperor, came out of Yuxiang Hall to greet her, "Mrs. Shuyuan is back."
Yue Wangshu's ultimate move has cooled down and he has been waiting for the emperor to come. He is not surprised to see Zhang Ji.
He nodded and quickly entered the hall.
The Yuxiang Hall was filled with the scent of torreya. Emperor Yan Zheng was sitting on a chair, wearing a purple and green satin jacket, and his brocade hat and mink fur had been put aside.
Yue Wang felt refreshed, then took off his cloak, handed it to the palace maid Gingko, and asked the maids and eunuchs to wait in the outer room.
She quickly looked at the emperor and said, "The emperor looks very good. After today, he will probably be completely recovered." - There was only a furnace of silver charcoal in her room, and the emperor's clothes were not thick, which showed that his physical condition had greatly improved.
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Yan Zheng fiddled with the charcoal in the charcoal basin with iron tongs and said, "It's cold and windy outside today. What are you doing out there?"
Yue Wangshu said with a smile: "I am bored in the middle of winter, so I just go out to enjoy the snow." Unfortunately, there is nothing interesting to see in Rose Ridge at this time of year, and the plum blossoms have not yet bloomed, so I took a short walk and came back.
"Watch the snow..." Yan Zheng murmured, looking at her rosy face again, "I sent you three words, do you still like it?"
He was talking about the plaque of "Yuxiangtang". He praised it: "The emperor's calligraphy is indeed very good." But he didn't say whether he liked it or not.
Yan Zheng did not ask further questions, but said: "Since you started studying medicine, Rose Ridge has gained a scent of medicine. You often give medicines to people, which can be regarded as an act of accumulating virtue and good deeds."
Yue Wangshu thought: It turns out that the "remaining fragrance" refers to the fragrance of medicine.
Give good medicine to others, and the fragrance will linger in your hands.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. I like it very much." Yue Wangshu quickly added his thanks.
Then he took two steps forward and whispered: "Then I'll start."
Emperor Yan Zheng closed his eyes and nodded silently.
Yue Wangshu thought in his mind, and the aura of life flashed in his mind for a moment. It was such a short burst, but it all poured into the body of the person in front of him.
Yan Zheng felt a warm surge from his heart to his whole body. The meridians all over his body seemed to be opened up in an instant, so all the blockages were gone! From head to toe, he felt comfortable everywhere.
After firing his ultimate move, Yue Wangshu didn't feel tired and stepped forward to check the emperor's pulse.
Sure enough, his pulse was strong and he was instantly diagnosed as a young and healthy man. There was nothing wrong with the lung meridian.
Yue Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief. After five major moves, the emperor's long-standing illness was finally solved.
At the same time, not only did I feel that my ultimate move seemed a bit useless, but I also used it on Concubine Rong once. It took nearly two years to cure a patient...
But then I thought about it, the emperor's internal organs were damaged, and the damage was irreversible. Her ultimate move was equivalent to repairing the internal organs, which is still unbelievable even in modern medicine.
Thinking of this, he felt relieved and said to the emperor: "The emperor's pulse is stable, and the chronic diseases of the past have been eliminated."
Yan Zheng took a few deep breaths. In fact, the old disease has not recurred since this year. He had known for a long time that it could be cured in just a few times. It was not surprising now.
"Now that I have recovered from my illness, you, Yuxiangtang, will no longer welcome me in the future, right?" Yan Zheng asked suddenly.
Yue Wangshu was embarrassed for a while. Even if she really didn't welcome the emperor, she couldn't say it, not to mention that the name Yuxiangtang had just been given by the emperor.
Then he hurriedly said: "How dare you? In the future, the emperor will bring the queen to treat illnesses. As a doctor, how can he not welcome her?"
Now that the emperor has recovered from his illness, the queen will be next. I don’t know how many times it will take for the queen’s illness to be cured.
Yan Zheng was silent for a long time and then said: "I will arrange it myself." - It's just the queen's illness, not just a few lesions on her body.
Yue Wangshu reminded in a low voice: "Today is the fifteenth day. The emperor should return to the palace early to accompany the queen." Even though he knew that the emperor loved the queen, Yue Wangshu couldn't help but urge her.
"I...don't worry." Yan Zheng's face suddenly turned gloomy.
After sending the emperor away, Yue Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief. The emperor's matter was settled.
Previously, she had been worried that after curing the emperor's illness, the emperor might turn his back on her and deny her credit - after all, she was just a wet nurse. Although she was in good health, her combat effectiveness was basically negligible compared to the feudal imperial power.
If the emperor ordered her to return to the palace, what could she do?
Not to mention that she is not a brave person who is not afraid of death, what's more, Mrs. Yue's motherly heart these days makes it impossible for her to treat Gu Yue's family in vain.
Seeing the emperor's carriage and horses driving away, Yue Wangshu's heart returned to his stomach.
From now on, we can finally live in peace.
Turning around, she looked at the "Yuxiangtang" plaque hanging high. It was brand new and bright, reflecting the cold winter sun. Yue Wangshu couldn't help but wonder, should she open a Yuxiangtang medicine hall in the future? She felt that her medical skills, uh, forget it, were not enough.
Sitting in the clinic.
Just study honestly for a few more years, so as not to harm others with two knives.
With her little medical skills, she should continue to prepare Rendan pills according to the prescription.
Yan Qing Palace.
At this moment, the cold wind was blowing outside the palace, but Emperor Yan Zheng suddenly widened his robe, revealing his naked upper body.
Yan Zheng's body was reflected in the tall glass mirror. There was a scar as big as the size of a fingertip on his left chest. Even this scar had faded a lot. It didn't look like an arrow wound that penetrated deep into the heart, but more like an ordinary flesh wound.
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I recovered. From then on, the old illness has disappeared, and I no longer have to worry about the day when the old wounds will relapse and I will become a short-lived emperor.
He often exhales, and suddenly sees the body reflected in the mirror... her skin is fair and her waist is slender, and she is no better than a good woman.
This look made Yan Zheng feel disgusted for no reason.
Tired by years of old illness, this body has always been so weak.
At this moment, Zhang Ji could no longer hold back and quickly picked up the middle coat and put it on for the emperor, "Your Majesty, please be careful to catch a cold!"
Yan Zheng sneered softly, even though he was in the Nuan Pavilion, where the ground dragon was burning all day and night, people around him would still worry about him catching a cold.
Zhang Ji quickly helped his emperor put on the mink robe, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty's body is much stronger than before." - If it were changed in the past, how could it be enough to burn the earth dragon in the Nuan Pavilion?
I also need to add a few more pots of fine silver charcoal. This is all due to Chun Shuyuan, but it is a pity that Chun Shuyuan is so arrogant that she refuses to serve the emperor...
Yan Zheng exhaled a breath of turbid air and thought to himself, now that the chronic illness has been cured, it is time to start practicing. With my thin body, I am afraid that I am not even as good as Wang Shu. He made up his mind to choose from among the palace guards later.
A few brave and capable people should be used as sparring partners.
Yan Zheng ordered: "Go to Fengyi Palace."
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