When Li Jie returned home, he shouted for someone to ask for the imperial doctor and ran straight to the Zhuge Courtyard. Xiaolian had followed Ji Qing and had come back a long time ago. When he saw that the girl had fainted, she couldn't help crying and followed her to the bedside.
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"Go and get water quickly, and then change your girl's clothes." When he came back with Wang Yurong in his arms, Li Jie was soaked all over.
After being yelled at by the prince, Xiao Lian realized that the girl's dress was wet. She didn't care to cry anymore. She got busy changing her clothes and took them off before she pulled the quilt to cover her. There were still a few little girls in the room.
Lian didn't dare to leave, so she asked one of them to go to Haitangyuan to get clothes.
He unscrewed the handkerchief from the basin again, and when his body was almost wiped, the little girl also took the clothes she had changed and put on only her middle coat, and Li Jie rushed in.
"Lower the curtain and let the imperial doctor diagnose Fujin's pulse." After Li Jie gave the order, before the servants could take action, he went up and lowered the curtain neatly, and called the imperial doctor to come in.
Everyone present could see Li Jie's anxious look. Even when Wei Zuo and Fujin were favored in the past, the prince was not like this. This shows the position of Fujin in the prince's heart now.
The imperial doctor was an old man in his fifties. He put one hand on his neck outside the tent and stroking his beard with the other. After a while, he took his hand back and got up and went to the outside room.
Li Jie also followed out, "How is Fujin?"
"The cold air has entered the body. Fujin is suffering from wind-cold syndrome. I will order it now. The prince will ask his servants to boil the medicine and take it for a few days. If he had a fever last night, he had better ask his servants to use more moisturizers.
Wipe the veil." After the imperial physician finished speaking, he dropped the pen in his hand and handed the prescription to the servant beside him.
After hearing this, Li Jie breathed a sigh of relief and waved someone to send him to the imperial doctor. Then he felt uncomfortable all over. When he came back, he was so busy that he forgot to change clothes.
All the strength in his body was drained away in an instant, and Li Jie sat back on the couch like a ball of soft mud. Ji Qing hurriedly handed over hot tea, "Master, let's have a cup of hot tea first."
Li Jie took the hot tea and took a big sip, "Let me prepare hot water. I want to take a bath. Also, let me tell you that anyone who dares to entertain Yang Yebing and the others in the future will be in trouble with me. As long as Yang Yebing is entertained today."
, I will destroy the restaurant tomorrow, just entertain those who are not afraid."
Halfway through today's scolding, if he hadn't been worried about that woman, how could he have let it go like this? Li Jie was still holding a grudge. He dared to throw cold water on him, and it would be a life-threatening situation for Fujin.
Ji Qing didn't know what happened on the road, but he didn't understand how Yang Yebing had offended the prince and made the prince act so hard. He hurriedly responded and called the boy in to handle the matter in front of the prince.
Arrange it.
Li Jie felt very happy after hearing this. He drank the last half of the tea, got up and went into the house. He lifted up his robe and sat on the bedside. She was obviously a very capable woman, so why did she get sick now? She was too weak. In the past,
The two quarreled, and Li Jie almost forgot that she was a woman.
"Why is it still so hot?" Li Jie took a look and frowned.
Xiaolian was also worried, "The medicine hasn't been boiled yet, and I only have a handkerchief on it, so the fever won't go away."
"A bunch of losers." Li Jie rushed out angrily, frightening everyone in the room to the point where they didn't dare to say anything.
After a short time of turning around, Li Jie, who rushed out, turned around and came back, holding a white ball in his hand. After a closer look, he realized that it was a snow ball.
Xiao Lian and her servants stood aside. The room was quiet. Li Jie was seen sitting by the bed, wrapping a white snow ball in a handkerchief and covering it on Wang Yurong's forehead.
Wang Yurong, who was in a coma, hummed comfortably, and Li Jie had a smile on his face. Xiaolian went out and came back without noticing.
"Your Majesty, the bath water is ready. You can go ahead. The slave will come here." Just now it was Ji Qing who called Xiao Lian out to deliver the message.
Li Jie waved his hand, "You guys were standing by just now, and you didn't necessarily come up with any good ideas. Now I have to worry about it. Okay, you go and see if the medicine is ready."
Seeing that the prince had made up his mind, Xiaolian didn't dare to say anything more. She walked out and told Ji Qing before going outside. Ji Qing asked someone to prepare hot water and left the house by herself.
Not long after, all the girls in the house were kicked out. Ji Qing knew that it was the prince's intention without asking.
Inside the house, Li Jie watched with pleasure as the snow almost melted, and asked Ji Qing to bring the snow in. After Xiao Lian came in with the medicine, Li Jie went down to take a bath.
Wang Yurong felt as if his whole body was being roasted on a fire, and his head was dizzy. He seemed to have had a dream. In the dream, it was actually the imperial garden in the palace. In a small pavilion far away, Li Jie and Wang Yuhuan were hugging each other.
, and the emperor was watching not far away, she only felt pain, she was finally caught and raped.
In a flash, I returned to the Haitang Courtyard of the Prince's Palace. The Haitang Courtyard flowers in the courtyard had already bloomed. There was a boy and a girl chasing each other and playing under the tree. The little girl looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before. Her ears were filled with excitement.
It's the giggles of boys and girls.
Finally, the whole body was pulled into the vortex by a force. When I opened my eyes, I realized that I was lying on the bed. It was already dark, and the candlelight on the table was swaying. Unexpectedly, the person half lying next to the bed was Li
玠.
Angry in his heart, Wang Yurong wanted to sit up, but found that he had no strength at all. He couldn't make a sound even when he opened his mouth. His head felt heavy, and he felt cold even as he covered himself with the thick quilt.
No wonder I feel so uncomfortable, I don't think I still have a fever.
Wang Yurong's mouth was dry and she wanted to drink water, but there was no one else in the room. She looked at Li Jie beside her and glared coldly. She didn't know whether he was caring for her or making her feel uncomfortable.
When Li Jie was half asleep and half awake, he noticed someone looking at him and raised his head confusedly, "Are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Wang Yurong turned her head, but Li Jie didn't care, "Did you drink it? I'll pour you some tea."
He turned around and poured a cup of tea and brought it over. Wang Yurong didn't want to drink it at first, but it was really uncomfortable to drink, so he half-pushed him and gave him half a cup of water. His throat finally felt better.
"The imperial doctor said that you have a cold, and the fever will take three days to go away." Li Jie asked her to lie down, and then pulled the quilt to cover her.
Taking advantage of the situation, he also lay down next to the bed, "It must be the water splashed by Yang Yebing that made me feel the cold. I'm not finished with him."
Wang Yurong's original goodwill toward Li Jie was gone, and Li Jie said nothing. If she hadn't had no strength at all, she wouldn't be lying here.
Li Jie didn't know anything about it, he just thought she was feeling unwell, so he was talking to himself. He realized that the woman beside him was asleep, so he yawned and blew on the bedside lamp.
Before going to bed, I was still thinking that this was the first time he had taken care of someone else since he was a child. Today, he forced her to take her into the palace. This woman should calm down. It would be too stingy to really hold a grudge.
Li Jie didn't even notice it himself. After coming out of the palace, he never thought about Wang Yuhuan, otherwise he would always want to understand.
In the Meiyuan, the lights went out early, but it was not until dawn that Wei Meilin fell asleep, but his mind kept thinking about the news that Su Mo brought back. Li Jie actually took care of the woman himself.
In the palace, Li Min was staying in Queen Song's palace that day. The incident that Li Jie and Yang Yebing had in the restaurant in the morning had already reached the emperor's ears.
Mrs. Song sighed slightly, "Your Majesty, Ye Bing is too willful. After all, Fujin is a member of the royal family. He did this without caring about the royal family. Your Majesty, please stop thinking about me. I'm just afraid that my concubine will do it."
No matter how much you give, in the eyes of your mother's family, it is just a matter of course. How can they know how to be grateful?"
How would outsiders know that the emperor had always doted on Yang Yebing, and it was just for the sake of the Song family, hoping that the Song family could get closer to his family.
But over the years, Li Min also realized that the people in Prime Minister Yang's mansion didn't care about this at all, and they had let him down after all.
Mrs. Song saw that her husband had his eyes open and knew that he was not sleeping. "I have wronged Fujin today. I know that the emperor likes Wang Guiren in his heart. This is not what I should talk about. But as we are both women, I sympathize with Fujin."
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She is the same woman who does not get the exclusive favor of her husband.
She was lonely in the palace, and her husband was the king of a country. How could it be possible to get special love? Especially after the noble lady Wang appeared, the Song family's only wish was shattered.
Li Min turned sideways and hugged his wife into his arms, "It's my fault that you have been wronged."
Mrs. Song's eyes were slightly red, "If you don't feel wronged, I will be content with the emperor's words."
For this man who was more important than her life, she did not ask him to give her anything, as long as he understood what she had suffered, then she would be satisfied.
"It's late, go to bed." Li Min took his wife into his arms, and Mrs. Song blushed.
Ever since they got Wang Guiren, the couple had been having conflicts and had never been close to each other. Mrs. Song did not expect that the emperor would come to her now that Wang Guiren was causing trouble.
In the red tent, Ms. Song looked like a newly married girl. She had not been pregnant for many years. She was heartbroken when she heard that Wang Guiren was pregnant, but there was no other way. She only blamed her body for not living up to expectations, and just hoped that this would happen.
You can get pregnant once.
Here under the red curtain, Wang Yuhuan's place was so quiet that it was a bit scary. Everyone had retreated except Qiu Ju. Qiu Ju knelt beside the bed, shrinking and not daring to raise her head, but one arm was shaking.
, hidden by the sleeves, it was covered with bruises and bruises. In the eyes of outsiders, who would know that this servant who was pampered by the noble king was in such a state.
"The emperor really went to the queen's palace?" Wang Yuhuan still couldn't believe it, but he knew it was true.
Qiu Ju didn't dare to answer, but she didn't dare not to answer, "Girl, yes."
That night, the girl didn't know how many times she asked this question.
Wang Yuhuan was lying on the bed, tears streaming down his eyes uncontrollably, but he refused to cry out, biting his lower lip tightly, and did not let go until the smell of blood was in his mouth.
What she has endured today must be returned to her one day.
But I believe what she told Qiu Ju to say, the second girl will not live a comfortable life in the palace. Wang Yuhuan feels much better thinking about this.