The prince, who was lying on the bed, was breathing suddenly and calmed down: "Thank you for your hard work tomorrow night, Doctor Wan."
Doctor Wan sighed silently: "I don't have to work hard. It's the master of the palace who does the hard work. He just begged to receive so many injections."
Pretending to be sick is a pretense. The golden needles the prince is wearing are definitely fake. Doctor Wan put away the golden needles as he spoke.
A hint of helplessness flashed in the prince's eyes, and he lowered his voice and said: "There is nothing we can do about it. From now on, we must ask Dr. Wan to cooperate at all times to prevent cousin Huan from becoming suspicious."
Doctor Wan nodded.
Ever since he revealed the truth to the prince in Jizhou, Dr. Wan has completely become the prince's confidant. Even the emperor and empress do not know the true condition of the prince's body. Only the prince and Dr. Wan know.
The prince has a congenital heart disease and is not suitable for intense sexual intercourse between men and women. Just let his weak and broken body live for a few more years, and he will be able to be pure and resolute.
As a prince, it was extremely important to marry a wife and have children. Such things must never be known to the courtiers. Therefore, the prince simply married two concubines at once to hide his identity from others.
Murong Yanbu is a decoration used to contain Murong and his son.
Then, once you get there, you really can’t go wrong with Su Huan.
"Don't worry, Lord," the voice of Doctor Wan rang in his ears: "Please keep your mood calm."
The prince came to his senses and nodded slightly.
After half an hour, Dr. Wan resigned and left. Su Huan came in with red eyes and saw the prince lying on the bed unable to move, and tears welled up again.
The prince waved his legs towards Su Huan and said softly: "I'm coming over."
Su Huan wiped her tears with a handkerchief, walked to the bed, stood on the bed, and carefully leaned against her newlyweds.
The prince wiped away her wet tears with his legs, his eyes full of guilt: "Cousin Huan, I can't afford to make a mistake. If I don't have his wedding night tomorrow, he will look like that."
Su Huan grabbed the prince's leg and said hurriedly: "Cousin, don't talk about that. I just got sick and I need to rest."
"If you have anything to say, I'll tell you later."
The prince hummed and moved inward, gesturing for Su Huan to come closer. Su Huan didn't have time to be shy, so he naturally leaned over.
After a while, Su Huan fell asleep.
The prince kept his eyes open until midnight, then closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.
…
Every time the prince had a heart attack, he would stay in bed for five or six days. That time was no exception.
You can hide things like that even if you want to.
At dawn the next month, Queen Su came.
Su Huan changed into silver-red palace clothes and saluted Queen Su.
As the crown prince's concubine, you can't wear red, but can wear silver red or pink.
Queen Su was worried about the prince's health, so she didn't want to say much, so she said warmly: "We are all one family, no need to be polite, please get up quickly."
Then when he arrived at the bed, his eyes were full of worry: "Jun'er, how do I feel now?"
The prince forced out a smile: "It's not the same as before, just take a break and you'll be fine. Don't worry, mother."
Why wasn't Queen Su worried? The illness was in her son's body, and the pain was in her mother's heart. It was fine that there was no reason to celebrate the wedding, but the prince fell ill on the wedding night, which was really unlucky.
Empress Su calmed herself down and forced out a smile: "It's fine, it's nothing serious. I can take care of you with peace of mind. My father is there for everything in the court, and Xu Jing is in the New Army camp, so I don't need to worry about it."
The prince hummed.
At this moment, someone from the palace came to report: "Queen Qi, Concubine Murong has come to pay her respects."
Queen Su said calmly: "Let her come in."
After a while, Murong Yan, wearing red palace clothes, entered the bedroom.
Murong Yan had no idea that the prince fell ill last night. She got up early in the morning, took a shower, changed clothes, and dressed up carefully, hoping to leave a good impression on the prince and the queen.
As everyone knows, Queen Su frowned the first time she saw her.
"I have seen my mother," Murong Yan bowed with her hands folded, feeling a little surprised. Why didn't the prince have a bed so early in the morning?
Queen Su's voice was calm: "No courtesy, stay on your own."
Murong Yan thanked her for the kindness, and when she stood up, she quietly glanced at the prince lying on the bed.
Everyone knew that the prince was frail and sick. Fortunately, he had a handsome face and was very pleasing to the eye.
Murong Yan thought to herself when she heard Queen Su say in a serious tone: "I should have learned all the rules in the palace. As a concubine, you are not allowed to wear red. Don't I understand those rules?"
Murong Yan's face instantly turned red, and she unexpectedly knelt down to apologize.
Queen Su became increasingly unhappy and said in a more serious tone: "Go and change your clothes immediately and come back."
Only then did Murong Yan react. She lowered her head to plead guilty, and then retreated. I don't know if she had resentment in her heart or if she was panicked and frightened. Her feet were a little unsteady. When she stepped out of the threshold, she almost tripped over the high threshold.
Queen Su frowned and whispered to the prince: "That Murong concubine really doesn't understand the rules. She is far worse than Huan'er."
The prince said casually: "From now on, my mother will control and teach her more."
With the dual identities of empress and mother-in-law, Empress Su's discipline of Murong Yan was a matter of course, and no one could say anything wrong.
Queen Su nodded slightly and said no more.
After a while, Murong Yan, who had changed into a pink palace dress, came again. Not only did she change her clothes, she also cleansed her face again, and the makeup on her face was washed away.
The prince fell ill and was lying on the bed. As the prince's concubine, it was really inappropriate for her to be very ostentatious.
Queen Su glanced at her and said, "Ming Yue's matter must not happen again. From now on, Huan'er and I will serve the prince well."
Murong Yan swallowed her grievance and agreed in a low voice.
When a bride comes into the house, it is not uncommon for her mother-in-law to set some rules.
Queen Su stayed in the East Palace for half a month, and Su Huan and Murong Yan stood beside Queen Su for half a month. During lunch, the two crown princes' concubines had to serve Queen Su. When Queen Su finished lunch, the two princes
Only the concubine can eat. At this time, the food is already cold.
After lunch, Murong Yan returned to the dormitory and began to wipe her tears.
She had been pampered since she was a child and was used to being bossy. She had never served anyone before and had she ever been wronged like that.
After Mingzhu tried to comfort her for a long time, Murong Yan stopped crying.
Su Huan was much stronger than Murong Yan. The daughter of the Su family was raised strictly and had rules for standing, walking and lying down. Even though she was tired from standing for half a month, Su Huan could still hold on.
"The concubine," Eunuch Lu enthusiastically brought a box of snacks: "The emperor asked the servant to bring that box. The concubine eats the mung bean and osmanthus cakes in the palace the most. That box is the one the emperor specially ordered the imperial chef to bring.
Made.”
With a sweet heart, Su Huan rewarded Eunuch Lu generously, and then happily carried the snack box into the house like a treasure.
It is not an auspicious thing for the prince to fall ill just after his wedding. No one in the palace dares to gossip. Outside the palace, it is inevitable that someone will whisper something privately. There is no need to elaborate on the gossip.
In the blink of an eye, it’s the fifth day of October.
