Cui Yunxi didn't dare to say anything else, so she had to hand over the medicine to Eunuch Zhang and left in disappointment.
The medicine juice is placed on the table and it is just right.
Eunuch Zhang bowed and brought the bowl over: "Your Majesty, this is the medicine that the Concubine Xian personally suffered. She was afraid that the servants would not be able to do their best, so these days, I have been running around for His Majesty's illness every day and doing it myself..."
"Put down the medicine and go out."
Eunuch Zhang retreated.
The room was very quiet, only the fragrance of medicine slowly drifted around the house. Next to the large sandalwood chair was a large pot of green potted plants, with a green flower on it - if you didn't look closely, you thought it was this strange one.
The potted plants have green flowers all year round.
However, if you look closely, you will find that it is a transparent flower carefully tied with green silk thread, and there is also a layer of extremely finely grinded glass cover on the outside. Because of the exquisite handwork, it is impossible to see at all...
…
He looked at the flower for a long time, from inside to outside, and then from outside to inside. After a while, he brought the medicine bowl and put it to his mouth and smelled it. He poured the medicine juice into the flower pot...
He went out.
The concubines kneeling on the ground at the door, Cui Yunxi was holding her son and was also on the list. When she saw him coming out, she immediately hugged her son and said, "Son, look at the father, look at him, the father's complexion is much better...
…Smile to your father…Smile…”
The child was still sleeping and was quietly pinched by the nurse. How could he laugh? He burst into tears.
Cui Yunxi was anxious: "Be good to the emperor... Let the father hug him... and he won't cry after he hugs..."
The emperor frowned and did not reach out to pick up the crying child. He said lightly: "Concubine Xian, please take the child down first, I want to be quiet."
Cui Yunxi didn't dare to refuse and hugged the child in awkward manner.
Your Majesty didn't want the guards to support him. He got on the imperial horse that had been prepared long ago and said lightly: "I have been lying for these days and my muscles are not smooth. I will ride a few laps first..."
"Your Majesty, you are not suitable for riding a horse in your state."
"It's okay, the bones in my body are almost sticking together, so I have to move it."
He rode his horse and whipped it, and ran around the horse railing in the imperial garden for less than a circle. The horse's hooves were raised and a wild neighing sound. The guards behind him could not catch up with him. The emperor had been thrown to the ground hard...