He seems to have been trying his best to protect, please and love her.
Si Ningchi did not go back to Fengwu Palace, but asked Suyun to get toiletries and a change of clothes, and stayed overnight in Chengming Palace. Xu Zhaorong did stay overnight, often coming in to change tea for the emperor and the empress, and with his own hands
He stood aside with the medicine in hand and watched the Queen feed the Emperor and take the medicine.
For the first time, she discovered that the Queen, who seemed so arrogant and perverse to outsiders, could be so gentle...
After Xu Zhaorong served, he walked out of the dormitory and sat on a chair outside the hall to rest for a while. This whole night, until it was dawn, Zhao Zongheng, who had been sleeping for a long time in the room, finally woke up.
Perhaps he was in a coma after being poisoned and slept for a long time, which caused his eyes to lose focus for a moment. He closed his eyes again and lay there for a while before returning to normal.
Zhao Zongheng moved his hand, but found that his hand was being held. He turned his head and saw the sleeping Si Ningchi lying on the bedside with his palm on his pillow. When his consciousness returned, he recalled the chaos before coma.
Like a sudden movement in my heart.
His eyes fell on Si Ningchi, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was unharmed.
"Your Majesty..." Xu Zhaorong skillfully brought the tea inside and suddenly faced Zhao Zongheng who opened his eyes on the dragon bed. She was so shocked that she almost lost her balance with the tea in her hand and hurriedly knelt down: "Concubine, I have seen the Emperor.
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This exclamation woke up Si Ningchi from her sleep. She opened her eyes and looked up, looking directly into Zhao Zongheng's helpless eyes, as if she was blaming Xu Zhaorong for waking the queen up.
A joyful look flashed in Si Ningchi's eyes, he blinked and stared at Zhao Zongheng and said: "Your Majesty, wake up? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Zhao Zongheng moved his left hand and frowned when he found that he couldn't lift it at all.
"Don't move." Si Ningchi stopped and whispered: "The secret dart is poisonous, and the emperor's arm was scratched."
"..." Zhao Zongheng was not surprised at all. This feeling of poisoning was somewhat familiar. He was the late emperor's only prince and had been poisoned twice when he was a child...
"Help me up." Zhao Zongheng sat up with the help of Si Ningchi, leaned on the soft cushion and took a breath and said, "Is there anything wrong, Uncle Emperor?"
When Si Ningchi saw that Zhao Zongheng had just woken up, the first thing he asked was the emperor's uncle. He was speechless and snorted: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the arrow in the emperor's uncle is not poisonous, but the wound is quite deep. He is lying in the side hall."
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Zhao Zongheng curled his lips when he heard Si Ningchi's tone. Siningchi turned to look at Xu Zhaorong and said, "Xu Zhaorong, go and ask Wang Chengxiang to bring up the meal prepared for the emperor."
Xu Zhaorong was able to breathe and quickly agreed in a low voice.
"The emperor was injured and unconscious. Xu Zhaorong took care of me all night with me." Si Ningchi said in a serious tone: "Thanks to Xu Zhaorong's help, otherwise I may not be able to serve the emperor well."
"Stop acting, I know you are determined to praise her." Zhao Zongheng couldn't understand the meaning of Si Ningchi's words, and said patiently: "I was just promoted a few days ago, so I have to take it slow."
"Just remember it, Your Majesty." Si Ningchi smiled and finally felt relieved after hearing the satisfactory answer.
Then Wang Chengxiang ordered people to deliver meals, and Si Ningchi also used some. When the imperial doctors heard that the emperor was awake, they came over. While the imperial doctors were diagnosing the emperor's pulse, Si Ningchi also asked Xu Zhaorong to go back and rest. Xu Zhaorong looked at Si Ningchi with some worry and said: "Empress, you haven't rested all night, can you bear the food?"
Si Ningchi heard Xu Zhaorong's concern and smiled a little: "I still have something to say to the emperor, so you don't have to worry about me."
Xu Zhaorong agreed in a low voice, and then retreated when he saw Si Ningchi returning to the dormitory.
The imperial doctor in the palace checked the emperor again and again, and after confirming that there was nothing serious, he came to report to the queen, and at the same time changed the emperor's wound medicine, and then withdrew one by one.
Si Ningchi waited until the imperial doctor left before coming to talk to Zhao Zongheng about the assassination. She had already arranged it. Zhao Zongheng's eyes lit up as he listened, and his eyes were full of tears when he looked at Si Ningchi sitting in front of him.
The color of tenderness.
"The queen is as thoughtful as her hair. With the queen here, I don't have to worry about anything." He curled his lips and looked at Si Ningchi and smiled, with inexplicable pride and joy hidden in his tone.
His queen is so amazing.
Before he could ask any more questions, the queen had already arranged everything, so he didn't need to worry at all.
Si Ningchi glanced at Zhao Zongheng and said, "Your Majesty, just don't blame me for making my own decisions."
"The queen does everything for me, how can I blame you?" Zhao Zongheng stretched out his hand towards her and motioned for her to sit next to him.
"I am not doing it for the emperor." Si Ningchi moved to sit on the bed and whispered: "I am doing it for myself. I am not enough as a queen."
The implication is, she hasn't had enough fun, you can't die.
Zhao Zongheng laughed immediately after hearing this, took Si Ningchi's hand and said: "Now you are willing to be my queen?"
Si Ningchi: "..."
"I'm sleepy." Si Ningchi said and stood up.
"Sleep here." Zhao Zongheng held Si Ningchi's hand and refused to let go. He moved his buttocks and rubbed it in. He left half of the bed free and looked at Si Ningchi.
"The Emperor is still injured..." Si Ningchi refused, but Zhao Zongheng refused. Seeing that Si Ningchi was about to leave, he insisted on following him, but Si Ningchi was so angry, why did this dog emperor continue to play tricks?
Small temper?
She had no choice but to accept it, mainly because she was very sleepy after a busy day and night.
Now that she saw that the emperor had woken up safely, she was relieved. She took off her coat and lay down on the dragon bed, sleeping next to Zhao Zongheng. Before going to bed, she was worried that she would sleep too deeply and injure Zhao Zongheng's wounds. When I really fall asleep, I don’t remember anything.
It was already late in the evening when Si Ningchi woke up again, and the imperial doctor came to check the emperor's pulse again. Si Ningchi raised his head from Zhao Zongheng's arms, with a bit of confusion in his eyes as if he had just woken up. "Are you awake?" Zhao Zongheng maintained a leaning posture, looking down at her with eyes full of love and tenderness.
"Your Majesty, why didn't you call me concubine?" Si Ningchi sat up belatedly, only to realize that a screen had been pulled up in front of the dragon bed to cover it. The imperial doctors were all kneeling behind the screen, and there were several tables on the table beside the bed.
From the excerpts I have read, it is obvious that Zhao Zongheng was handling court affairs while Si Ningchi was asleep.
Si Ningchi stood up in a hurry and called Suyun inside to help him get dressed. After a short tidying up, he called in the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat the emperor.
The palace was peaceful. During the time when Siningchi was sleeping, Queen Mother Cui came once. After hearing the news that the emperor had woken up, Xu rushed over eagerly to offer her condolences. As a result, the emperor didn't even enter the Chengming Palace, so he let the emperor