There were blue and red marks on Luo Changan's hands, and his delicate skin could not bear the cold and suffered from frostbite.
Aunt Mei came in with medicine, "Slave, please give Chang'an some medicine."
"Let me do it." Di Qian'ao took the medicine, took a spoonful, and put it to her lips. As a result, all the medicine spilled out from the corner of her mouth.
"It's not easy to feed her. Please pry open her mouth and try to pour it in?" Aunt Mei suggested.
"You are too rough, let me feed her."
...I'm really upset that the emperor dislikes him for being rude. Luo Changan's body is blue and purple every day, so that's what he calls rude...
Aunt Mei leaned over and said, "Yes."
Then he walked out, and when he turned around to close the door, he saw the emperor taking a sip of the medicine himself, and then clumsily feeding it to Luo Changan's lips.
Haiyin's face was filled with joy when he saw Aunt Mei coming out, and he couldn't help but ask: "Did you win money playing cards?"
"What fun is there in winning money while playing cards?"
"Then why are you so happy?"
"Go and take a look." Aunt Mei pointed to the gap in the door curtain.
Haiyin brought his eyes closer to take a look, then quickly covered his eyes and backed out, "Mei Guan, you are so disrespectful, tell me what you are doing. At my age, my heart is pounding and I am prone to myocardial infarction. "
Aunt Mei said in confusion: "What did you see?"
Haiyin also smiled with joy on his face, "Don't tell me, I am indeed happier than winning money. Oh my, I don't know if I can live long enough to hold the emperor's baby high. I'm impatient."
Aunt Mei and Haiyin joked quietly for a while.
Nighthawk was listening to a book from heaven, thinking that these two people played riddles every day. It seems that the elderly people can't talk well. Young people like me can only have a common language with the equally young Emperor, and I like to talk to him. Talk about sword scores and practice sword moves.
When it was about to be ugly, Di Qianao walked out of the house and looked at Aunt Mei, "Mei Guan, come here."
Aunt Mei came over and said, "Emperor, you are tired. Chang'an must have gone to bed with his fever gone."
"Yes." Di Qian'ao responded in a low voice, and then ordered: "The smokeless carbon I asked someone to transport from Eastern Xinjiang has arrived. You arrange for someone to deliver half to the Queen Mother, and bring the rest to the dragon bed for use. Above. Luo Changan has frostbite on his hands."
"Yes, I can't smell the smoke in Chang'an. I have a headache when I smell it. I had to stop the heater in the past few months. Now that we have smokeless carbon, I will use the heater in Longqi tomorrow and move it to the backyard. The two unused heaters and the four heaters are used together to make her suffer less. I have already asked Cang Miao to get the best frostbite ointment, and I will apply it to Changan soon."
Aunt Mei was very efficient in doing things, but she was also afraid that the emperor would complain about her not taking good care of Luo Changan.
Di Qianao did not express his anger. Luo Changan's body was too weak and suitable for being raised in a greenhouse. The people under him were already frightened, and he knew it.
Haiyin said: "Emperor, the carriage to pick up the Queen Mother from the Imperial Ancestral Temple has been prepared. Will you leave today as planned, or will you leave early tomorrow morning?"
It is the twelfth anniversary of the death of the late emperor. On every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, the Queen Mother goes to pay homage to the late emperor, clean the memorial tablet, and then chat with the late emperor to relieve her boredom.
"Let's go now, don't delay." For the Queen Mother, one more thing is worse than one less thing. When she asked why he was delayed, it was difficult to answer. She didn't like him playing with his slaves.
Aunt Mei bowed down and respectfully sent the emperor off. Then she returned to the house and touched Luo Changan's forehead. The fever had subsided. She took Luo Changan's hand and helped her apply frostbite ointment.
Luo Changan felt someone gently holding his hand, so he opened his eyes and focused his eyes. When he saw it was Aunt Mei, his heart suddenly warmed up. It turned out that it was Aunt Mei who gave him support and security in his dream.
, Aunt Mei is really good to her. When she is sick, Aunt Mei will take good care of her and feed her medicine. It should be difficult to give her medicine when she is asleep.
Luo Changan said gratefully: "Thank you, Aunt Mei."
"You're welcome. Get well soon. I need your help with a lot of things." Aunt Mei smiled slightly and thought about how to teach me to take care of myself. In fact, it was the emperor who silently took care of Chang'an behind the scenes.
Luo Changan struggled to get up, "The Emperor... The Emperor is not back, I... I just sweated and soiled the bed. Now I have to change the bedding quickly."
Aunt Mei suppressed Luo Changan's hand and said, "Don't panic. The emperor went to the Ancestral Temple to take the Queen Mother back to the palace. It will take at least three days to come back. You can just sleep peacefully. You can change it in the morning."
Luo Changan finally breathed a sigh of relief, lay down again, and asked in a low voice: "Aunt Mei, doesn't the bed-warming maid have her own bed?"
There was no such maid in Luo Changan's house before. His father loved his mother very much and there was no such maid by his side, so Luo Changan actually didn't know whether such a maid had her own house. Anyway, she didn't. She was in Long
He was active in bed, half asleep and half awake at night waiting on the dragon bed.
Aunt Mei glanced at her gently and said with a deep smile: "No."
"Oh." Luo Changan thought that if she had her own bed and room, she could come out early and go back to sleep in her own bed before the emperor came back after warming the bed.
It turns out that I don’t have my own separate bed.
During the three months that Luo Changan was fined and grounded, the happiest and happiest thing was that there were four large heaters in the dragon dormitory, which were burning from morning to night, and there was no smoke or bad smell.
There was no headache at all. Sometimes she could even take off her thick coat and stay in the house wearing her middle coat.
Just very happy.
... Could it be that the emperor found that her bed warmer was of little use and couldn't stand the cold, so he finally couldn't help but use the heater.
In addition, her job position has changed, and after she is released from the ban, I am afraid that a new person will be hired to replace her in the bed heating.
Without realizing it, Luo Changan took a long breath. After sighing, he realized that he felt a little disappointed.
Three days before the third month, Luo Changan had already copied the palace rules and submitted them to Aunt Mei.
Then these three days were a long and anxious wait.
Finally, on the morning of the third month, Aunt Mei sent a message: "Chang'an, when the three-month period is over, you don't have to be grounded anymore. You can go after you tell me everything and get permission."
Luo Changan said happily, "Yes, aunt. I have something to discuss with you right now."
"Tell me. What is it?"
"My mother's death anniversary has come a long time ago, and I couldn't go out to pay her respects because of the lockdown. I want to take a leave of absence to burn paper money for my mother before I start my new job. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to take leave if I get busy in the future."
After hearing this, Aunt Mei thought for a moment and asked, "How long will the leave be for?"
"Two days."
Aunt Mei pondered, "Please take two days at once."
"I haven't asked for leave in a year. Not every slave can take two days of leave every month, but I know that they usually take separate leaves and don't take two days together. Can Aunt Mei see that I don't ask for leave before?