Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

A plain and low-key carriage entered Kyoto City and moved slowly towards the Imperial City, making slight creaking noises.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of horse hooves.

Looking forward, the horse pulling the horse had smooth fur, its limbs were strong and powerful when it was raised and lowered, and its round eyes were smart, as if it had the ability to see through everything.

The groom was dressed in black linen and a bamboo hat, sitting steadily.

A light breeze blew by, and a ray of sunlight took the opportunity to sneak in through the tiny gap, revealing the picturesque profile, which was extremely beautiful, yet also extremely pale.

The interior of the carriage is also very different from the exterior.

Before anyone could see clearly, the fluttering curtain was pressed down.

Qiu Fu quickly closed the side window, and the cool air that had just risen was instantly isolated outside.

"Princess, please don't seek coolness. Tie your cloak tighter. What if you catch a cold?"

As he said this, he reached out and patted the woman's back gently to help her calm down.

Because of the violent coughing, the originally pale face was stained with a hint of pink.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, hiding the hazy eyes, making them look unreal.

When she recovered, Qiu Fu quickly turned around and poured her a glass of water: "Princess, you don't want to drink another bowl of medicine, right?"

The princess has been drinking soup every day, and if she catches a cold, how will her body bear it?

The woman put away the mermaid silk, her brows slightly furrowed, and her lips were pale without a trace of blood.

Hearing her words, he just curled his lips slightly: "Now you can make fun of me."

"I am not joking. I am telling the truth."

“Too boring.”

"We'll be there soon, please hold on for a while, my lady."

"Cough cough cough...."

As the carriage passed through a busy city, several figures that had been following in the dark quickly jumped off and disappeared into the crowd.

Noisy sounds kept coming in, and the thing that was least lacking in the market was rumors.

Whether it is true or false is not what they care about.

Qiu Fu listened carefully and caught a few words. She turned around and asked, "Princess, are you going to the palace today? His Majesty knows that you are going back to the capital today."

The woman leaned sideways on the soft quilt behind her, her eyes half closed, looking listless.

He shook his head and said, "No, it's such a nice day, and I look unlucky when I'm sick."

"The princess is talking nonsense again!"

Qiu Fu frowned and retorted subconsciously, but now she couldn't care less about the relationship between master and servant.

He stepped forward and pulled her cloak closer. She was only fifteen years old, but she looked very mature.

"It's such a good day. Your Majesty probably hopes that the princess can be happier. If you can go, you will be so happy."

The woman couldn't help but cough twice, holding her chest and gasping for breath, waiting to recover.

Then he glanced at her sideways and said, "You little girl should stop speculating on His Majesty's thoughts."

“…Ah.”

Qiu Fu felt that she was right. She responded and then whispered quietly, "That's right."

The woman closed her eyes and said nothing more.

He had been in poor health to begin with, and with the added fatigue of the recent days' travel, he looked much weaker than before he left Kyoto.

The people outside the carriage could faintly hear the violent coughing inside, and they subconsciously avoided it while shaking their heads.

Although I don’t know who is in the carriage, when I hear the cough, I always think of Princess An Ning.

His body was so weak, especially after the death of the former general, it became worse day by day.

Your Majesty's announcement of searching for a miracle doctor has spread all over the country.

"Tell me, the newly appointed general took over ten cities in just one month. Will the princess feel better? It's like she's venting her anger."

"What are you thinking about? Although swords have no eyes on the battlefield and it's either you or I who will die, but he is my father and family. If it were you and me, how could we just let it go?"

"It's just that, emotionally, these are two completely unrelated things."

The lively discussion continued, and except for the first sentence, no one in the car could hear anything.

Her beautiful eyes slightly opened, as if shrouded in mist, and her expression was dazed for a moment: "Ten cities were captured in just one month?"

"This is the first time I've heard of this, too."

Qiu Fu went with them to Mount Li to pay tribute to the general. I only heard that he returned to the capital after winning the battle, but I didn't know anything else.

After thinking for a while, she looked up at her princess and said curiously, "Is this general so powerful? No wonder His Majesty personally went to invite him out of retirement."

"After retiring to the secluded world of Qingya Qishi, she possessed extraordinary wisdom and was proficient in the art of maneuvering and maneuvering. This is how cough cough cough..."

Before she could finish her words, her frail body began to tremble unconsciously and she started coughing again.

It continued and was even more frightening than before.

Qiu Fu was shocked. No matter how many times she tried, she was still anxious and wanted to cry, but she was helpless.

The delicate and frail beauty leaned on the couch with one hand, and coughed for a long time.

It makes people around feel distressed.

It seemed as if the liver and intestines inside were about to come out together.

This time, she hadn't recovered even by the time the carriage stopped in front of a magnificent mansion.

In the imperial study room.

Emperor Wang, dressed in Minghuang costume, sat behind a desk and talked to a man who was dressed neatly but could not hide his imposing manner.

He glanced at the eunuch standing not far away and asked, "Is An Ning back?"

"Your Majesty, the princess returned home a quarter of an hour ago."

Cao Fu hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down: "It was the shadow guard who said that after returning from Mount Li, the cough has become more severe."

Emperor Wang nodded and sighed: "I understand, get up."

"Yes."

He had been weak since childhood and was depressed, and coupled with the fatigue from the long journey, how could he bear it?

That child is very thoughtful and takes everything to heart.

Thinking about this, he looked at the descendant of the Qi family who was sitting beside him with a calm mood and said, "I heard that the Qingya Qi family has many talented people and has gathered the world's geniuses. I wonder if there is anyone who is proficient in medicine."

Anyway, I've already invited him to come out. It's an invitation once or twice, so I might as well risk my old face.

He sighed again: "I have sought many doctors, but Princess An Ning's illness has never been cured. Although I am the emperor, there are times when I am not capable enough. I hope you can help me."

Cao Fu, who had heard this for the nth time, said: "......"

Your Majesty is picking on General Qi alone, without even changing his tone.

Qi Yu, who had also heard it several times, stood up and saluted: "Your Majesty, I will do my best to fulfill your trust."

No definite words, just try your best.

It is uncertain whether this effort will produce any results.

Emperor Wang laughed loudly and patted his knees with his big hands: "Okay! My dear, will you come with me to see An Ning first?"

"Yes."

Only then did Emperor Wang stand up.

But in my heart I was thinking that they were peaceful, well-behaved and sensible, so maybe I should go over and take a look.

If this kid gets soft-hearted, just call the Holy Hand over.

snort!

He is the emperor, don't think he doesn't know.