Qixi leaned over Ji Ling's bed and whispered hesitantly: "Master, wake up, it's time to drink medicine."
Ji Ling was not deeply asleep to begin with, and opened his eyes immediately when he heard the movement.
Before she turned her head, she could already smell a bitter medicinal smell in her nose.
It’s so bitter!
Ji Ling turned her head slightly and saw a room full of palace ladies standing in the room, eight in total, holding various things in their hands, standing in a row, with fresh and tidy faces, and the same height and figure.
Seeing that Ji Ling woke up, the row of palace maids immediately knelt down and said loudly: "I am here to serve noble Ji, please give me your orders!"
Qixi followed Ji Ling's gaze and winked and said, "It's the emperor's wish. He arranged to serve the master. He said he would serve the master until he recovers from his injury.
The emperor loves his master so much, he thinks ahead to everything, and some of them even the servants don’t think of!"
Ji Ling: ...there are only six maids to serve the concubine. In addition to Qixi, there are eight maids here. Yanxi Hall can hardly accommodate them... It is simply a luxurious lineup of imperial concubines.
Is Fourth Master helping her to attract hatred...
Just as Ji Ling moved her body, Qixi quickly held her down and said nervously: "Master, you don't need to move, just open your mouth! I will feed you one mouthful at a time."
As she spoke, she waved a scarf into the air and gathered around it.
When the row of maids saw this, they stepped forward to help.
Ji Ling immediately stopped him and said, "No need, I will call you if necessary."
The maids were extremely respectful, and they all said word by word: "I will only obey the instructions of the noble Lord Ji!"
The words fell and became silent.
Ji Ling:...Why are you so neat? Have you reviewed the lyrics beforehand...
She lowered her head and glanced down, and saw that the scarf Qixi had put on her was the scarf in the east courtyard of Jingyang Palace. She had specially ordered the maids to make it to avoid getting her clothes dirty when eating hot pot.
While talking, Bixue also came over to help.
Ji Ling saw Bixue here and felt extremely warm. She couldn't help but said, "Is Bixue here too?"
Bixue's eyes are also red.
She glanced at the thick curtain on Ji Ling's arm, turned around and said with a nasal voice: "Master was fine when he went out yesterday, but why now..."
Ji Ling smiled and said: "I'm lucky that I didn't get hurt. Okay, don't cry. Just keep your energy and take good care of me."
Don't always look back and think about things that have already happened. Not only will it not help, it will also ruin your mood in vain.
The more I think about it, the less happy I become. The more unhappy I become, the more I think about it. Why bother?
As a person, you must always look forward. This is Ji Ling's consistent purpose.
Bixue sniffed, then obediently took out the handkerchief from her arms, wiped the tears on her face, and started working neatly again.
Ji Ling looked at the scarf, her heart suddenly moved, and asked Qixi: "Did they send it to you? Or did you go back to Jingyang Palace?"
Qixi whispered: "This slave is just guarding his master and never leaves. It was sent by Xiao Fenzi.
Master, do you have any instructions? If there is anything that you are not used to here, and you want to get it from Jingyang Palace, just ask, Xiao Fenzi happens to be waiting outside, so I just asked him to bring someone to deliver a package."
Ji Ling raised his chin slightly and asked Qixi to smooth the scarf around his neck, and then said: "There is nothing that is absolutely necessary."
When she said this, she suddenly thought of something and said: "Tell Xiao Fenzi to take good care of the flowers and plants in the yard and the hibiscus bird that the emperor rewarded.
Also, tell Evian to hurry up! Bring some of my lipsticks and send them over.”
Qixi's eyes were red and she persuaded: "Is it lipstick? Master, you should just take good care of yourself. Why bother dressing up at this time?"
Ji Ling only said: "Be obedient and do as I tell you."
What kind of dressing up is this? Applying some lipstick is already the simplest step. At least it can set off the skin tone and make people look brighter.
Seeing that he couldn't resist her, Qixi could only sigh and said: "Yes, I will go tell Xiaofenzi now."
Ji Ling hummed, looked up and saw that Qixi's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and said, "You've been up for a long time, and you haven't had a break yet. Bixue happens to be here too, so you and she can take turns and go have a rest."
After hearing this, Bixue came over and took the bowl and spoon from Qixi's hand, and said softly: "Sister Qixi, the master feels sorry for you. It's better to listen to the master and go and take a nap!"
Qixi shook her head: "I'm not tired, my slave. Please let me, Master, keep you company!"
Ji Ling sighed, looked at Qixi gently, and whispered: "Silly girl! I just want you to serve me, so I asked you to go and rest.
If you are disobedient and keep suffering all the time, and your body really cannot hold on anymore and you fall down, who will switch shifts with Bixue to take care of me?"
At this time, it is really appropriate to always have someone close to you to serve you.
Qixi blinked, obviously convinced. She stood up slowly, told Bixue some precautions, and then went out.
Bixue took a sip of the soup with a spoon, blew it gently, brought it to Ji Ling's mouth, and said softly: "Master, don't boil it anymore, it's ready to use."
Ji Ling opened her mouth slightly, and Bixue gently poured a small spoonful of the concoction into Ji Ling's mouth. Seeing a little overflowing from her mouth, she quickly took a scarf and wiped it away.
The two adjusted and cooperated for a few times, and Ji Ling found a suitable angle, and finally took a swig, which made her eyebrows, eyes, and nose wrinkle together in pain.
Seeing this, Bixue quickly took the opportunity to get some candied fruit and stuffed it into her mouth.
While Bixue was feeding the medicine, she whispered: "Zhang Guiren has been to our east courtyard several times and brought a lot of medicinal ointments. Although the emperor ordered the slaves in the courtyard to serve the master, what is the purpose of entering the courtyard?
In the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, servants don’t even dare to bring anything else around.
Without the emperor's permission, Zhang Guiren could not come to see his master, so he kept telling his servant to take good care of his master.
Ji Ling nodded and said, "Is the fried food okay?"
Bixue scooped up another spoonful of medicine, brought it to her mouth, blew on it, and then said: "Master, don't worry, everything is fine! Everything is fine with Mr. Zhang! She asked her servant to tell her that life in Yonghe Palace is very easy now, master, don't worry.
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Ji Ling saw that she was about to give medicine again, and quickly shook his head and said: "It's so painful that I'm going to vomit. I've drank more than half of it, so it's almost done."
Bixue grimaced and advised cautiously: "Master, this... there is no point in drinking half of the medicine... You can't be careless because of your injury. You should drink it all while it's hot, right? Huh?"
Ji Ling held the candied fruit in her mouth and said vaguely, "Let me take a break and then drink."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a bunch of voices outside saying: "I would like to send you greetings to your Majesty. May your Majesty be blessed with peace and blessings!"
A burst of rapid footsteps came in from the outside. Ji Ling listened for a long time, and she could actually identify Yin's footsteps. Even if the servants didn't say hello just now, she could still tell who was coming.
The maids opened the curtains, and sure enough, Yin had strode in. When he was almost at the head of Ji Ling's bed, he slowed down and stepped lightly.
Bixue had already picked up Xiudun and placed it in front of the bed. Yin neatly lifted the hem of her clothes, sat down, and said: "After the morning meeting, I was delayed for a while, I'm late!"