In early July, the weather was getting hotter day by day.
Because he was careful in everything, changed the medicine on time, and had many maids assigned by Yangxin Palace to serve him, Ji Ling's condition gradually improved.
The wound was itching from time to time. It was probably at the stage of healing, and I could finally get down to the ground, walk around the house, and stretch my muscles.
Because she wouldn't let Qixi help her, Qixi could only guard her behind with fear, with the bunch of slaves, like a hawk catching a chicken, muttering: "Master! Slow down, be careful!"
Ji Ling saw how funny they looked, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I hurt my arm, not my leg."
But when it came time to eat, she couldn't laugh anymore. All the soup on the table was boiled...
The ingredients are all of the highest quality, extremely expensive, and the soup on the plate has no color at all.
If you have a light meal once in a while, that's okay, but if you eat like this every meal for several days in a row, who can stand it?
Ji Ling looked at the dishes on the table and didn't take off her chopsticks for a long time. She thought: If someone asked her to become a nun and eat vegetarian food, at least in terms of meals, she would definitely be able to do it seamlessly!
"Qixi, can't the dining room send you some delicious dishes?"
Ji Ling held the chopsticks and supported his head with his good hand, repeatedly teasing a grain of white rice stuck to the edge of the rice bowl, and said to Qixi with a grimace.
"I want to eat something spicy and flavorful! Sweet and sour, stir-fried with chili peppers or something, or a Babao hot pot, which is convenient and trouble-free. I can cook the meat, slices of vegetables, etc. myself!" She looked at Qixi and said.
Qixi held a nine-flowered jade-carved moon spoon and filled the clear soup bit by bit. She didn't even raise her eyelids when she heard the words, she just whispered: "Master, be patient, wait until later, I will take care of whatever you want to eat."
Arrangements for you!”
As she spoke, she handed an empty bowl to the maid of Yanxi Hall next to her.
Ji Ling finally reacted.
She put her chopsticks on the table, raised her head and asked Qixi: "Do I have to leave a scar? Or is it very obvious?"
Qixi avoided looking and said nothing.
During the diagnosis and treatment that day, the imperial doctor avoided talking about this issue and simply told the noble man to get more rest.
Ji Ling didn't think much about it. Now looking at the daily meals, she suddenly understood.
Qixi whispered: "The emperor means that he is afraid that the master will be sad, so he asked the slave to slow down and tell the master slowly,
The imperial doctor said that with such a deep and long wound, no matter what medicinal materials were used, scarring would inevitably occur, so he ordered that extra attention should be paid to the diet, so that the color of the wound would be lighter, so that it would not be so scary to look at.
"
After she finished speaking, when Ji Ling didn't speak, she sighed and said, "Master, don't be upset. Fortunately, this scar is not on your face, and it has not damaged your appearance at all!"
Besides, the Emperor loves the Master so much now, I can guarantee that even if the Master adds a scar on your arm, it will not diminish the weight of the Master in the Emperor's heart!"
Ji Ling blinked, pursed his lips, and sighed: "I've been lying in bed for the past few days, and I've become confused. How can such a deep wound be restored to its original state?"
Seeing this, Bixue glanced at Qixi, suddenly stepped forward, and said with a stern look: "Master, I think this may not be a bad thing!
Master, just imagine, as long as this scar exists, wouldn't it become a symbol, forever reminding the Emperor, Master, that you once sacrificed your life to protect the Emperor?
In this way, the emperor will always remember his master's love in his heart."
Ji Ling lowered his head and took a sip of the soup. Hearing this, he said nothing.
Taking the hot handkerchief handed over by Qixi, she wiped her mouth and whispered: "If the emperor has me in his heart, he will have everything; if he doesn't have me, I will have a hundred thousand scars all over my body.
I can’t keep the emperor’s heart either.”
If he always thinks of himself as a protector and has meritorious service, this kind of thick and coercive love will not be liked by an emperor, let alone an emperor.
That night, Yin approved the discount as usual until very late.
In fact, he was thinking that he must go to see Ji Ling early today, but he was distracted by several folding papers presented by Zhili. Zhu made corrections and scratches, and the paper was dripping with water. Unknowingly,
It was late at night.
When they arrived in front of the Yanxi Hall, the palace officials saw the emperor approaching and were about to kneel down to say hello. Yin had already raised his hand and made a sign of silence.
He looked inside and saw that there were still bright lights. After thinking about it for a moment, he stepped in without hesitation.
Sure enough, the palace maid opened several layers of curtains, and the innermost lamp was as bright as the moon. Ji Ling was leaning on the bedside, not knowing what to say to Qixi, but they could only see the two of them laughing and talking very happily.
Because Qixi's back was turned to the emperor, not only did she block Ji Ling's sight, she was not even aware of the emperor's entrance.
When the maids next to them saw Yin coming in, their expressions became solemn and they immediately knelt down to salute. Yin only moved his chin slightly, and the servants immediately stepped back with their hands lowered and their heads lowered.
Only then did Ji Ling realize that as soon as Qixi turned around, she knelt down beside the bed.
Yin took a look at Ji Ling's face and saw that her face was rosy and energetic, which was very different from the pale face she had when she was injured a few days ago.
He was relieved in his heart and couldn't help but nodded. He raised his finger and pointed at Qixi and said: "Yes, your nobleman has made great progress in recovery. It shows that you are a dedicated servant. It's no wonder that your master can't live without you! Get out."
Qixi was praised by the emperor, and she could not suppress the joy on her face. She exited, and when she turned around, she saw Bixue standing at the door holding a plate of clean water for washing hands. She looked at her coming and stepped aside slowly.
A smile on his face.
Inside, Yin sat down next to Ji Ling.
He smoothly straightened out his sleeves that were turned up because he had been at his desk for a long time reviewing memorials, and then he said: "I won't disturb you, why don't you go to bed and rest?"
Ji Ling smiled and shook his head, holding Yin's sleeve with his uninjured hand, looking up at Yin and saying: "No, of course not. How could it be? The emperor came to see me, and I couldn't even be happy!"
Yin's sleeves were pulled by her, and the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily.
He glanced slightly to the left and right, and saw that all the people in the palace had already retreated. Then he came closer to Ji Ling and smiled softly: "Lingling, do you miss me at the end of the day?"
Ji Ling nodded honestly.
She held onto Yin's sleeves, half leaning on the pillow, and just looked at him and smiled.
Yin stretched out her hand and adjusted the angle of the Qixin Ruyi round hollow gold silk pillow behind her to make it more comfortable for her to lean on. Then she breathed out slightly and said: "I asked Dr. An carefully this afternoon. According to your current situation,
The injury can be basically healed in more than fifty days."
He reached out and touched Ji Ling's hair, and then tucked the corner of her quilt up for her, and then said: "Lingling, you must listen to the imperial doctor honestly. You must not be willful in taking medicine or drinking medicine! I will wait for you as soon as possible.
The land is getting better.”
Ji Ling listened to Yin's words, as if he was waiting for her to have something waiting for her after she recovered.
She felt strange, but she suppressed her curiosity and closed her mouth without asking any more questions.
