The wing room is small, with a set of Eight Immortals tables in the middle, a tea stove, a medicine stove, a low cupboard, and a small pot of charcoal fire placed on the wall, all arranged in an orderly manner.
A young chamberlain was resting inside. When he saw the two of them coming in, he quickly stood up and prepared to pour tea, but King Jin waved him away.
The medicine had just been boiled, and the fire was simmering. King Jin had obviously read the prescription and the pulse record, and explained to Song Huiyue: "After the fourth watch, he will need an acupuncture. Before the acupuncture, he will be given a soothing decoction to help him sleep better."
Shen."
As he spoke, he gestured to the length of the needle: "Don't move it arbitrarily, otherwise the needle will stick in the wrong direction, and the consequences will be disastrous."
He pulled Song Huiyue to sit down: "You have a rest."
Song Huiyue picked up the teacup that was upside down, lifted the teapot, poured two cups of hot tea, and sent one of the cups to King Jin. She solemnly said: "Your Majesty, thank you very much. Qinghui's ability to wake up depends entirely on you."
The doctor asked for medicine."
Prince Jin looked at her big black eyes and said with a smile: "How about you thank me with a cup of tea?"
"I have nothing to offer," Song Huiyue sat down, "I'm just full of bad water. If you want, I'll pour some on you too."
King Jin immediately nodded: "Yes."
After saying that, he suddenly stood up and walked to the door, giving a few instructions to the waiter. The waiter ran away quickly, and he sat back again: "Today the cook made square cakes, and each one has a different filling. I think
You should like to eat it, so I kept it specially."
Song Huiyue touched her belly: "Your Majesty, to be honest, I have already eaten two meals since dinner today."
She stared at the hot tea on the table and looked away when she saw King Jin pick it up and take a sip.
King Jin drank the tea and said with a smile: "It's a fresh taste, I didn't ask you to eat more."
Just as he was talking, the waiter brought the square cake over.
Song Huiyue didn't intend to eat it, but the cook in Prince Jin's palace was very capable. The square cake was a small piece, soft, waxy and white. She couldn't help but pinch it and taste a piece. When she chewed it, she found that it was filled with sesame and jujube paste.
The food was filled with roasted chopped peanuts and mixed with sugar. It was fragrant and sweet, and she narrowed her eyes into crescent moons.
So she ate two more pieces, each with different fillings. After eating, she took a sip of tea and really couldn't eat anything.
Her stomach was full, her head was dizzy, and she was drowsy from the charcoal fire. The wine was flowing through her limbs, making her slightly tipsy.
She managed to pull herself together and talk to Prince Jin: "Your Majesty, how long will Qinghui need the injections?"
"Yes," King Jin picked up a square cake and tasted a piece, "you see he is still sleeping a lot. If he wants to be exactly the same as before, he not only needs acupuncture, but also needs to be recuperated for a period of time."
"Hey," Song Huiyue looked at the half piece of square cake in his hand, "What's the filling?"
King Jin showed her: "Cherry bream, do you want to try it?"
Song Huiyue shook her head, she really couldn't eat anymore: "Qinghui is still the same as before. I thought that after waking up, it would...become better."
King Jin ate half of the square cake and then said: "Take your time. Maybe he just doesn't want to get better. He will only get better when he can accept all the suffering."
"Daddy... he was too young at that time," Song Huiyue said slowly, holding the teacup, "When grandma was gone, I wanted to be like him and never sleep."
She thought that the little Song Qinghui must be huddled in the big body. Occasionally she poked her head in, but found that the war was still raging outside and blood flowed like a river, so she hid back.
King Jin said seriously: "I'm sorry."
Song Huiyue shook her head: "It's Zhang Xutang's fault, I will find him."
She was silent for a long time, and when she raised her head again, she suddenly looked at King Jin in a trance.
The King of Jin was wearing a colorful shirt made of fine white cloth. The clothes were ordinary, and all the scholars liked to wear them. However, when the King of Jin's divine ritual shone in the sun, the clothes immediately became worth a hundred times as much, adding to the aura of luxury.
This is a well-dressed and gorgeous villain.
King Jin was eating the square cake casually, letting her look at him, but she suddenly reached out and touched King Jin's eyes.
Prince Jin was stunned for a moment, then grabbed her hand and whispered: "What are you doing?"
Song Huiyue answered him slowly: "Your eyelashes are really long."
King Jin's eyelashes were dark and thick, reflecting clusters of shadows under the light.
Prince Jin smelled the smell of alcohol flowing out of her and couldn't laugh or cry. He could not retreat from the surge of love and desire, so he could only squeeze Song Huiyue's hand tightly.
He didn't let go until Song Huiyue groaned, and laughed angrily: "Naughty!"
Song Huiyue blinked and hid her hands in her sleeves.
King Jin took a deep breath and suppressed the flames rising in his abdomen: "You have drunk too much. Have a good night's rest and sleep in the Baoxia in the back. I will ask Aunt Yun to clean it up. If anything happens, you can
Give her orders."
He could see that Song Huiyue had indeed drank a lot of wine.
"Okay." Song Huiyue stood up, and King Jin sent her all the way to Baoxia. When Aunt Yun picked her up, she stood in the dark for a moment before leaving.
Song Huiyue fell asleep under the care of Aunt Yun. She slept until the fourth watch. The bell of Daxiangguo Temple rang. She sat up and was confused for a moment before she remembered that she was sleeping in Prince Jin's Mansion.
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It was still dark in the palace.
Song Huiyue stood up lightly and put on her clothes rustlingly. No matter how gentle she was, she still alerted Grandma Yun.
Aunt Yun quickly helped her get dressed and wash up. After she was dressed, she asked Aunt Yun to get a lantern and go to Song Qinghui's house to take a look.
The road was also dark, with only one light in the distance. The small Jin Prince's Mansion suddenly had a sense of darkness. When walking here, I always felt that there was a danger of being swallowed up by this mansion.
She walked faster and faster, and when she arrived at Song Qinghui's door, she saw that it was quiet in the wing, so she opened the door and walked in.
Aunt Yun followed her and lit the candle.
Song Huiyue walked quickly to the bed and bent down to look at Song Qinghui.
Song Qinghui was lying on the bed, sleeping deeply. There was a plate of square cakes on the small table beside the bed, but several pieces were missing. The air was filled with the smell of medicine.
Only then did Song Huiyue put her heart back to where it was before.
She sat with Song Qinghui for a while, then heard hurried footsteps outside, and it was Xie Zhou walking in.
When Xie Zhou saw Song Huiyue, he immediately screamed, took two steps quickly, and slapped Song Huiyue on the shoulder: "Sister Yue! Ouch, you look like this."
He glanced at Song Huiyue's chest, which was even flatter than his own, and swallowed back the words that she had grown into a big girl: "She has grown so tall."
Song Huiyue gave him a blessing gift and said with a smile: "Bago, long time no see, you are much more stable."
"My name is Brother Zhou," Xie Zhou smiled and looked at Song Qinghui. "I also feel that I am stable and can be the chief historian of the palace at any time."
He looked at Song Qinghui and pushed Song Huiyue out: "Come on, hurry up, the old doctor who gave Qinghui acupuncture is coming soon."
Song Huiyue said curiously: "I just wanted to watch him get an acupuncture."
Xie Zhou pushed more and more urgently, and pushed her out of the door with all his strength: "Don't look at it, this thing has a weird quirk. It doesn't allow people to watch the acupuncture, and it won't work even if you stay outside. He said he was afraid of people disturbing him when performing acupuncture. I think he always
It’s to prevent others from stealing your master.”
Just as he was talking, a loud shout suddenly came from outside Zhuxi Zhai: "Thank you Gouba, you farted on your mother!"
"Oops!" Xie Zhou pulled Song Huiyue and turned around to run. The two of them slipped out of the small door behind Baoxia.