Rebirth: The imperial concubine is no longer jealous, and the emperor panics

Wang Dafu hurried back to the palace.

In the Xingning Palace, the candlelight was dim. It was a rare day for the emperor, and he had already settled down.

He entered the palace and in a low voice explained to the emperor the situation of his meeting with Princess Zhaoyang just now.

"It doesn't matter, as long as she's fine."

The emperor seemed to be in his sleep, and muttered with a thick nasal voice.

Wang Dafu stood outside the hall with his whisk in his arms.

The emperor's cough has been coming and going in the past few days. Perhaps he slept more soundly tonight after hearing the news that the imperial concubine was fine.

During this period, the emperor ate very little and did not dare to sleep well. He was losing weight visibly to the naked eye.

It made him feel distressed, but what could he do?

This heavy palace wall separated the two people who once loved each other.

The person outside the wall is now free in a free world.

But the one who stayed in the palace, whenever he was not dealing with political affairs, looked miserable as if his soul could not return.

The emperor is like this, so no one can ask more questions. The little eunuch who kindly reminded the emperor to take medicine was punished for no reason.

The night breeze blew in through the Xuan window.

The emperor twitched his nose and said, "Dafu, I have been feeling heavy these days. I will not be enthroned in the Qinzheng Hall tomorrow. All matters in the court, big or small, will be decided by Grand Master Shen."

"According to my decree, from now on, the Grand Master will supervise the country. I will take care of myself in Xingning Palace."

The emperor's words had a strong nasal tone tonight.

Wang Dafu felt sad again. Some time ago, the emperor had vowed to be a good emperor who worked hard and loved the people. Why did he abandon himself and disappear now?

He cautiously added, fearing the risk of getting his butt kicked.

"My dear Majesty, if the imperial concubine is unwilling to look back, there are still so many beauties like flowers in the harem, just waiting for you to pick them."

"Slave dog, you are the only one who talks too much." The emperor seemed to be full of impatience. With a bang, a gilt jade bowl was thrown out along with the concoction.

Wang Dafu cried out with a "wu" sound, "My dear majesty, you have thrown away three bowls of medicine today."

"I will go to the imperial concubine tomorrow to kowtow and beg her to come back to see you."

"Your Majesty, you must take care of your dragon body!"

The emperor "coughed" twice, and then said, "My health is getting better now. You are not allowed to disturb the imperial concubine."

Wang Dafu stayed up almost all night, paying attention to the movements in the palace. Since the emperor returned from the dream, he has suffered from frostbite in his lungs. Especially at night, he has been coughing non-stop.

But tonight, perhaps as the emperor said, his health was much better. Wang Dafu did not hear the heart-rending coughing that usually echoed throughout the night in the inner hall of Xingning Palace.

At dawn, Shen Yao wandered around in the boudoir of Yiluzhai all night. She couldn't fall asleep listening to Yue Ling's coughing sound all night long in the wing room at the south foot.

Early in the morning, she sent word to Yue Ling's servant to inquire about Zhang Songhe's diagnosis.

The servant replied, "Back to the princess, yesterday Zhang Yuanzheng drove the servants out after checking Young Master Yue's pulse. He stayed alone in the room to consult Young Master repeatedly, and asked his disciples to prescribe prescriptions in person. I got the medicine from the Taiyuan Hospital, and I kept it cooked in the small kitchen."

"Mr. Zhang is so dedicated that he ordered someone to send ten taels of silver to my princess. And tell him that when Mr. Yue gets well, I will still thank you deeply."

After Shen Yao inquired about Yue Ling's condition, he went to Donglu Study Room.

The person who came to read with her today was Tan Hua Lang Yan Wushuang, who wrote the beautiful face and body with great force.

Therefore, today Shen Yao also ordered people to prepare Zhuge pens from Xuancheng, Li Tinggui ink from Huizhou, Chengxintang paper and Longwei inkstone from Wuyuan, Huizhou.

"Princess, this calligraphy practice relies entirely on the word Jingxin."

"If you want to learn good calligraphy, you must be focused."

Yan Wushuang explained to Shen Yao and demonstrated to her with the pen in his hand.

Shen Yao was listening carefully when a hoarse voice came from the door. It turned out that Yue Ling had arrived.

He cupped his hands towards the two people in the study and said, "The common people heard that this young master was teaching the princess how to practice calligraphy, so they came here specially to observe and learn!"

Shen Yao quickly introduced Yue Ling to Yan Wushuang.

"Disrespectful!" Yan Wushuang quickly returned the greeting.

In the study room, Yue Ling took the pen from Yan Wu's hands, and the pen moved swiftly, leaving a line of calligraphy on the rice paper.

Seeing Yue Ling's words, Yan Wushuang's face turned red and he cupped his hands towards Shen Yao, "Princess, I'm afraid I don't have the nerve to continue teaching Princess."

"What do you mean, sir?" Shen Yao asked in shock.

"The pearl is in front of me, but I am ashamed to be worthy of it!"

As a talented man, Yan Wushuang became famous at a young age, but today he suffered such a setback. His face turned red, and he raised his hands to Yueling and Shen Yao,

"Princess, Wushuang will explain the situation to the Grand Master. From now on, please ask Mr. Yue to come to the east of Yiluzhai to stay with the princess and practice calligraphy with her."

No matter how Shen Yao tried to persuade him to stay, Yan Wushuang insisted on leaving, and in the end she had no choice but to agree.

In the past few days, all the young talents who lectured and taught Shen Yao in Donglu were outshined by Yue Ling. When they asked to resign, each one was more determined than the other.

As a result, Shen Yao became frightened when facing Yue Ling. He was so weak, what if he couldn't bear it and died young?

Shen Yao must stand in front of the Bodhisattva every night, recite "Amitabha", put a stick of incense on Yueling's body, and kneel for half an hour to pray, praying that Yueling can live a long life.

But my father was tied up in the political affairs of the DPRK and had to work for more than half a month before returning to the Grand Master's residence. After returning, I discovered that my daughter's study room at the east foot of the mountain had been occupied by one person.

Qing Lian secretly came to the Taishi to complain.

Talk about how Yue Ling came uninvited and showed off himself every time the princess had a discussion with her companions, and finally made all the talented people leave in shame.

"Grand Master, Yue Lingju has bad intentions this time. He rejected the eldest princess at that time, or maybe he only wanted Princess Zhaoyang. Grand Master, please send him back to his hometown in Gusu. Otherwise, I'm afraid that one day, he will kidnap the Grand Master's palm. Holding this pearl inside."

Faced with Qing Lian's pleading, Shen Yao ordered the princess to be invited.

He got straight to the point and said, "Yao'er, my father heard that there is only one person left in your study."

"Back to dad, although this is a coincidence, my daughter has also carefully observed that Mr. Yue is indeed better than these talents."

"Of course, my daughter doesn't want to leave him alone in the study, but the talented people are too determined, and it is really difficult for me to keep them."

Shen Yao had a headache look on his face. When he got along with these gentlemen and scholars, he could talk freely and freely with each other. There are even people with affectionate eyes and lingering eyes. Who knows, within a few days, they will all be gone.

Shen Yao couldn't help but think of the eldest princess's words, all men in the world were unlucky, and it turned out to be true.

"Yao'er, Mr. Yue has been by your side every day. How does he treat you?"

"How are you treating him?" Shen Feng asked, obviously there was a deep meaning in his words.

"Back to dad, when Mr. Yue and I were discussing in the study, he was polite and always paid attention to the precautions of men and women. There was nothing rude about him."

Shen Feng frowned and asked again, "What about Yao'er?"

"Young Master Yue is a great talent. I feel pity for him and admiration for him. For the rest, I can just call him a friend."

Shen Yao thought carefully before answering her father.

"Go ahead. Although he is physically disabled and has a strong mind, he is not worthy of you in Daddy's heart. Don't let Daddy worry about him anymore."

Shen Feng said lightly, and when he saw his daughter walking away, he let out a long sigh, "Perhaps all this is a human plan, but it can't escape time and fate."

As he took this breath, Shen Feng whispered in his heart, my daughter, the hexagram that daddy made for you this time is very auspicious, so daddy can't interfere too much with your way of heaven.

However, he would not let Lu Lingchuan just break into his house and steal his home openly.

Shen Feng decided that he would coax his daughter into the palace tomorrow no matter what, and just wait and see how that boy would be exhausted and unable to deal with it!