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Chapter 125 Entering the palace to serve the sick

The two walked out of the wooden house, and Mingruo looked at the steaming lake: "How to get to the lake pavilion?"

"There is a stone bridge here." Si Haochen took Mingruo for a while along the lake, and sure enough they saw a nine-curved bridge, shrouded in mist, twisting and turning to the center of the lake.

"Yunwu Pavilion." Mingruo looked at the exquisite pavilion in front of him, "This name is really appropriate."

"This water is formed by the hot springs in Tangchi Palace. Except in midsummer, it always looks like this with clouds and mist." Si Haochen was wearing a brocade robe with wide sleeves and flowing clouds, with the vast mist behind him, making him look like a god.

Si Haochen was in a good mood when he saw Mingruo looking at him longingly, "Why are you so stupid and don't want to talk?"

"Ahem..." Mingruo blushed because of his infatuation, "Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of the clouds come and go one after another."

"My beloved concubine is really talented and speaks well." Si Haochen said with a smile.

"I didn't write this poem." Ming Ruo shrugged, Si Haochen was acting strange today.

Mingruo leaned forward and fiddled with the lake water, and it was indeed warm.

Si Haochen sat down next to Mingruo, took her little hand back, and wiped it dry with a brocade handkerchief: "Don't fool around, the wind will make it very cold."

"I like it very much here." It is a hot spring gathering place with relatively high temperature, so it is not cold even in winter.

"As long as you like it." It was rare for Si Haochen to rest during the day. With a beautiful woman by his side, he sat quietly like this and felt comfortable.

With a thought, Mingruo picked a bunch of grapes from the space, held it in her hand, and popped one into her mouth. The grape juice exploded between her lips and teeth, full of sweetness. These grapes are so delicious, compared to ruby ​​grapes.

A hundred times more delicious.

Mingruo picked up another grape and handed it to Si Haochen: "These grapes are delicious, you can try them."

Si Haochen held Mingruo's wrist and brought the grape to his lips: "Can you feed me grapes and you can't even find your mouth?"

"..." Mingruo rolled her eyes, who said she wanted to feed you.

"Not bad." The grapes are sweet and delicious. It is winter again, and it is rare to eat fresh fruits. "These are... the grapes in the medicine field space?"

"Yes." Mingruo nodded. She told Si Haochen everything about what was in the space.

"What other fruits do you like to eat? I'll send people to find fruit trees and plant them in space for you." Si Haochen discovered that Mingruo likes to eat fruits.

"Just get me some seeds or sticks to plant vines." Mingruo tried to plant forsythia and kudzu in the medicine field last night. When I saw it this morning, it looked like it had been growing for several months. Mingruo deduced,

Space has the function of accelerating growth.

"What fruit do you want?" Si Haochen asked while taking grapes from Mingruo's hand to eat.

"Peach, lychee, citrus, loquat..." Mingruo thought for a moment and then said, "It would be best to have your seedless pomegranate tree."

"Okay." Si Haochen nodded with a smile.

Ah Yi suddenly appeared outside the pavilion and knelt down on one knee: "I'd like to inform the prince that there is news from the palace that the princess has a headache. The princess is asked to go to Changchun Palace to attend to the illness."

"..." My relationship with Concubine Shen was worse than that of a stranger. She kept asking me to come to the palace to serve him. There was definitely a conspiracy in this.

"I understand." Si Haochen stood up, "Let's go. After lunch, I will accompany you to the palace."

"Oh." Mingruo breathed a sigh of relief. With Si Haochen here, there shouldn't be anything wrong with Concubine Shen.

The two had lunch and took a nap before changing clothes and entering the palace. During Mingruo's lunch break, his spiritual consciousness entered the space and successfully refined the twentieth prescription. Mingruo discovered that the time in the space was basically synchronized with the outside.

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As the carriage was driving on the way to the palace, Mingruo took out a pencil from his sleeve, 'traced' the twenty-first prescription on the paper, then translated it word for word, and handed it to Si Haochen for review.

Si Haochen read it carefully: "That's right."

"That's good." Mingruo put the prescription into his pocket, "By the way, how can you recognize the small seal script?"

"There are many collections of classics and histories that are recorded in ancient characters. I have been taught by Tai Tu to learn ancient characters since I was a child." Si Haochen's tone was very calm, as if it should be so.

"The Taifu taught me..." Ming Ruo secretly wondered. Didn't the Taifu teach the prince? "Then the prince has no idea?"

Si Haochen had a smile in his eyes: "Yes, yes, but I can only think about it."

"Okay..." Mingruo could imagine how the Supreme Emperor favored his youngest son, and Emperor Danxu was so angry that he could only endure it while gritting his teeth.

The two entered the harem through the Xuanhe Gate, and took a sedan chair directly to the Changchun Palace.

"His Majesty, the prince is here." Cailian saw Prince Yun and the princess getting off the sedan chair together and hurriedly ran into the bedroom.

"Why is Chen'er here?" Concubine Shen actually had no illness at all. Shen Bichi came into the palace and said a lot of bad things about Mingruo. She also explained that if she acted arrogantly in the palace, even the people in Juyuan would beat or scold her. Concubine Shen was very angry after hearing this, and just wanted to call Mingruo into the palace to have a chat.

"Toffee, look at this..." Cailian was a little panicked. Princess Xuan came into the palace to attend to her illness. It doesn't matter if the princess is here. The prince is also here, so...

"Please undress me." Concubine Shen stood up, while Bai Lian and Shen Bichi stepped forward to take off their outer garments and hairpin rings.

Mingruo pushed Si Haochen in a wheelchair into the dormitory, and saw Concubine Shen leaning on the Arhat bed, with a pine-flower-green forehead mop inlaid with amber on her head, and a half-used coat on her body. She was only covered by a brocade quilt. When it reached her waist and abdomen, Shen Bichi sat on the edge of the bed and massaged her head.

"Concubine, are you feeling better?" Si Haochen spoke first.

Hearing the noise, Concubine Shen slowly opened her eyes: "Why is Chen'er here? This is a long-standing problem for the concubine. She just needs to endure it for two days and it will be fine..."

"What did the imperial doctor say?" Si Haochen continued to ask.

"Don't announce their arrival. It's the same old saying when they come. Prescribe some soothing medicine so that I can have a good life." Concubine Shen sighed.

"How can that be done..." Si Haochen said in a deep voice, "The head of Xuanchen Hospital is here to treat the concubine."

"Yes." A eunuch agreed and immediately went to the hospital.

Ming Ruo didn't even need to 'smell', 'ask' and 'qie', but just by 'looking', she knew that Concubine Shen was pretending to be sick. Have you ever seen a person with a terrible headache who was in a high bun, smeared with lipstick and lipstick? of.

Chen, the head of the hospital, arrived very quickly. He was the head of the Taiyuan Hospital and his medical skills were not much different. After some diagnosis and treatment, he knew what he was doing. After more than ten years in the palace, he had never seen any 'symptoms'.

There is a disease called - Master, if you say a headache, it means a headache, and if you say a foot pain, it means a foot pain. But the problem is, I also want to make it more serious for you, but you can at least paint your face and lips white, so that I can show my best. .You look better than me. Even if I told you that you were going to die, no one would believe me.

"The concubine is suffering from serious illness and can only be treated slowly." Dean Chen pondered for a moment and wrote a prescription to warm and nourish the body: "Take this medicine in the morning and evening, and take more rest."


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