A few days later, Rongle was feeling much better, and the scars on his hands healed very quickly because of the medicine sent by Rong Qi's order. Now that he doesn't have martial arts, Rongle doesn't get up to practice in the morning, but he feels much more relaxed and his days have become more leisurely. However, without his martial arts skills and his body not as good as before, Rongle was not used to being so delicate. Thinking that Brother Qi's illness could be cured in this life, Fu Yuan now also lost his memory. Fu Zhao already knew his true identity and put down his hatred and became a monk. And Henxiang also lived peacefully with Xiang Yong. Rongle felt extremely satisfied, thinking that it would be nice not to involve so many people like in his previous life. Being able to survive is the greatest happiness, isn't it?

Although sometimes I feel a little out of breath after taking a few steps in the palace, and I may even feel out of breath, but it is all worth it!

Rongle smiled slightly, this was good. Today she was wearing a lavender dress, with small milky white flowers embroidered on the cuffs, and a few auspicious clouds drawn out with silver thread, which was very elegant. Her long black and smooth hair was tied into a bun, with a few strands of hair hanging down from her forehead, adding to her already beautiful face. Perhaps because of his physical weakness, his slender waist looked even more rounded, giving him a rather weak feeling, but he was still dignified and generous.

Rongle held a bag of medicine in his right hand and walked towards a tall sycamore tree. Sitting at the stone table under the sycamore tree, Rongle carefully put the medicine into the small cup for boiling the medicine, scooped out water and boiled it himself, then sat down and slowly fanned the fire. Rongle turned her head and looked around quietly. The guards and maids in the palace had already been invited out by her, but Rongle was still worried. She looked around again, not even a leaf was missed. Seeing nothing unusual everywhere, she carefully took out an exquisite dagger and hid it in a wide purple sleeve embroidered with white flowers. Then she exposed her white left wrist and blocked it with her right sleeve. She gritted her teeth and endured. Feeling the pain, he cut a small vein with a knife. After all, it was a girl. Rongle frowned in pain. But Rongle still carefully let the blood flow into the medicine cup without revealing a drop. Only when he touched about the amount of a small bowl did Rongle stop. She had been like this for five or six days in a row, and her pale face had a strange red color due to blood loss.

"Brother Qi, in a few days, your poison will be cured. Man'er is so happy," Rongle murmured to himself.

The aroma of medicine hit my face, and because of the red vanilla, there was no smell of blood in the air.

It was Ye Xiaoxunzi who served Rong Qi with a medicine bowl and drank it. Rong Qi had already changed into dark yellow sleeping clothes. He drank all the medicine from the bowl, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, without the slight frown he used to have when drinking medicine, as if he was savoring the aftertaste of extremely sweet sugar. The medicine Man'er asked for, no matter how bitter it is, is still sweet! Thinking of this, Rong Qi said: "Change my clothes, I'm going to see her."

In Changle Palace, Rongle had already hid under the bed curtains. She was afraid that Rong Qi would come to see her and not know how to deal with him, because the bloodletting for several days in a row had already become a bit overwhelming for her, and she was afraid of his worried eyes. So today, she went to bed early. Maybe because she was really tired today, she actually fell into a drowsy sleep.

Rong Qi walked to the gate of Changle Palace and said to the palace maids and eunuchs around him: "No need to scare the girls, I will go in and take a look alone."

Rong Qi quietly walked into the gate of Changle Palace and walked to Rongle's bed. Seeing that Rongle had already fallen asleep, he sat at the wooden table and looked at her tenderly, with satisfaction in his eyes. Seeing Rongle turned over, Rong Qi smiled, why was he so careless, kicking the quilt even though he was such an adult. Rong Qi stepped forward and helped her cover the quilt gently. Seeing Rongle's pale face under the candlelight, Rong Qi frowned tightly. How come it has been like this since he went to Qiangu Man'er? What to do.

Still worried about Rongle, Rong Qi walked out and motioned to Rongle's two maids, Xingyue Xingling, to come over and said: "Man'er is not used to something recently. Why does her face look like this? She has been eating well these days. sleep well?"

Xingyue replied: "Your Majesty, Miss Man'er's appetite and sleep are normal in Changle Palace. I don't know the reason. I think she will recover in a few days."

When Rong Qi heard the reply, the stone in his heart fell. He thought about taking her to the cabin to relax in a few days and spend more time with her. And now, because of the antidote, he no longer suffers so much, and he no longer even coughs up blood. Thinking that he would be able to do many wonderful things with Man'er in the future, Rong Qi's face softened a little, as bright as the spring flowers in March.

Xiao Xunzi was already dumbfounded. His Majesty had not been so happy for a long time. Xiao Xunzi felt very gratified and happy. He had served His Majesty since he was a child and regarded His Majesty as more important than himself. If Your Majesty is happy, of course he is also happy. Miss Ru Man'er found the antidote for His Majesty again, everything is so beautiful. I really hope that His Majesty will always be happy. His Majesty has suffered so much these years. Xiao Xunzi thought in his heart that God had blessed him with such a girl Man'er.

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