Zhen Guo Princess GL

It’s another autumn day, and this year’s autumn seems to be slightly colder than in the past few years. I say this not because I really feel the chill of autumn, but because it’s only the beginning of September, and Ah Jin already goes to the hospital three times a day. There was more charcoal in the room, and she told her not to, so she showed a look of panic, and kept gesturing to the door, and couldn't explain the reason to the mute, so she had to let her make the room warm and hot. So I can only wear single shirts in the house, and I hardly want to cover the quilt at night.

Ah Jin is the personal servant assigned to me by my mother. He is in charge of the daily life. There are four other people who are also dumb. One is in charge of tea, snacks and all food, the other is in charge of lighting, the other is in charge of the study, and the other takes turns at any time—this is me. The staff in the inner courtyard where they live.

In the outer courtyard that I can't go to, there is a female doctor, a medicine boy, a flower girl, an old woman in charge of jewelry and clothes, four cleaning servants, eight courageous women, two notification servants, In addition, there is a middle official surnamed Yan who lives in Ye Ting Cheng——but except for the female doctor, almost no one talks to me. Even the doctor only looks at my face every morning and evening. Three days when the imperial physician came to take my pulse, she stood inside the curtain and checked my body on behalf of the imperial physician. If there was anything I didn’t answer, she would answer it for me, regardless of whether I wanted the imperial physician to know or not. .

At the earliest time, I was still a little displeased, and wanted to say a few words to them, but they called me back with the words "following the will" and "following the progress". Chatted with them in a pleasant manner, and later, I found that the sentences of these small chats would be written down in detail and sent to my mother for review, so I didn't want to say more. When they asked me, I said "nothing" , without asking, I just stood inside spontaneously, obediently let the female doctor look at me from top to bottom, and dismissed the imperial doctor in a hurry-I forgot that there are only a few people in this yard There is also a female historian in charge of serving two doctors of palace education. The only duty of these two doctors is not to teach and educate people in the inner school, but to stay here with me, and take care of all my words and deeds. It was recorded, compiled once a day, and sent to the female historian, who recreated the book and presented it to the mother every five days.

I have been living like this for four years.In the past four years, except that I was not allowed to go out, no one spoke, and I had no news from the outside world, my offerings were still exactly the same as before.Clothes at four seasons are delivered to the door as early as one or two months, ranging from twelve to thirty; the new fruits of the season range from cherries, lychees, cold melons to sugar cane, autumn pears, peaches and plums. Although it comes from time to time; meals and drinks are delivered directly from the small kitchen dedicated to the mother, five meals a day; fruit plate, snacks, snacks, from getting up to falling asleep, changing every half an hour, if not to your taste, call at the door It is said that the servants go to the dining room to ask for it; although books, pens and inks have to be asked for by voice, since I have developed the habit of practicing calligraphy every day, the inkstone in the study has never been empty; apart from these, seasonal rewards and seasonal treasures are also Yes, but I don't need it. Every time someone comes to announce the reward, they store the item in the outer courtyard and put it under the management of the jeweller. They can be replaced in the house according to the season, which is not up to my will.

I know what my mother is thinking, she wants to use this loneliness to kill me, so I have to obey her.This kind of loneliness is indeed more difficult than simple confinement: the people around me are either dumb or dare not talk to me; the wording of the order is vague, only saying "give something", never saying why, what season, what reason Qing, I can only let myself guess; there is no news inside or outside, even about my mother's enthronement, or because my mother wanted to shake me when I was in the Longevity Hall, and deliberately sent someone to leak the words-everyone knew that she was going to be enthroned, but they didn't know this. One day came so early, I thought there were at least [-] or [-] days, and suddenly it was earlier, and when I was fighting in the palace, my mother was content to deal with various enthronement matters outside, neither in the mood nor free to pay attention to it. Me, my stubbornness is naturally not so useful, but unfortunately I have decided to make such a big gamble, no matter whether it succeeds or not, the stakes have been placed, and I have no regrets-after that, I no longer know what happened outside or who died , who lives, who is favored, who loses power... It seems to have nothing to do with me. All I have is this small world; Most of the time, I can’t hear the sound outside. If I shout loudly, the only thing I can hear is my own echo; it’s even so lonely here that there’s no such thing as a tiger falling into the sun that often happens in TV dramas, and everyone is respectful. Dedicated to my duties, I tried my best to protect my health and dignity, as if right now, it was just a little cold, and the order to change the time had not yet been issued, but Ah Jin had already placed four charcoal basins in the house, lest I Catch a cold from the wind.

Thinking that she would probably use ginger to massage and soak my feet later, I couldn't help but roll my eyes. I don't know when the thick quilt that was pressed on me rolled out, wrapped in a layer of thin satin Standing up, stepping barefoot on the bright red felt blanket, she walked directly from the dormitory to the study room connected to one side. As expected, there was already a pen and ink ready, even the paper was neatly cut, and the book was opened to the page I read yesterday. Both ends of the scroll were pressed with copper lotus paper, and the silk was smooth and clean, without any creases on it.

I have had nothing to do in the past few years, so I can only read books by myself. My favorite books are "Tang Xin Materia Medica", "Qian Jin Yao Fang" and other medicine books and medical books.Seriously speaking, I studied medicine for two years in my previous life. Although I didn’t remember much, I learned some benefits by referring to this ancient medical book. What’s more, I was in poor health since I was a child, so I also learned some by ear. Superficial pharmacology, so it’s not a big problem to read—it’s just a little big problem, my original wish is not to learn this ancient medicine, but to see if there is anything I can learn from it, and combine the superficial things I know. Knowledge, compiled into a volume, so that even if I really confess here in this life, it is not a waste of time.

In the past, I didn’t think that I could really do something for this era, and I never seriously studied the books of this era. A few years ago, I really opened the medical books and found that today’s medicine is not as ignorant and backward as I imagined. Although medicine is often associated with alchemy and alchemy, it has already had a preliminary system of divisions. Sun Simiao, who died in the same year as Zheng Bo, even elaborated on the causes and lesions of many diseases, blood, qi, viscera, cold and heat, deficiency and excess, and so on. Underneath, there are similarities with the bones, nerves, and blood vessels I have learned.

I'm proud of it.

Yesterday I finished the first volume of the human body, and I read it again today, repaired a few lines, and it was noon--by this time, Fang hated that he didn't study hard in the past, not only the basic skeletal muscles were vague, but even the writing of the article Some of the words were not expressive, so I had to draw a sketch of the human body structure based on my memory, and adjusted it one by one according to Ah Jin and my own body to determine the location. , it barely became a volume—A Jin looked at me at the door of the study, gesticulating with both hands, probably because he was very dissatisfied with my coming to the study without breakfast.

I stuck out my tongue at her, put down my pen, followed her through the small door, and walked to the main hall. Seeing that there were already twelve tables of meals neatly placed there, I picked up a porcelain bowl and a pair of silver chopsticks, and was about to I went to grab the nearest steamed perch, but I saw Ajin waving his hands at me through the door—just waving his hands, not daring to make a dumb voice in his mouth. Seeing that I didn't understand, he raised one hand and kept the other Covered by my sleeves, I kept pointing towards the middle of the main hall. I turned my head hesitantly, and saw that there was someone sitting on the main seat. Because I don’t sit on weekdays, this seat was always covered by a yellow collar, and this person was wearing a yellow shirt. If you don't pay attention, you still can't see it.

I put down the bowl dumbly, knelt down in front of the chief seat, lowered my head, not knowing what to say—even if I knew what to say, I almost forgot how to speak after not speaking for a long time.

The man saw that I was not moving, raised his sleeves, and called my name lightly: "Taiping."

This sound finally awakened my memory of speaking, I slowly leaned down, and uttered the words that should be uttered: "Your Majesty."

The author has something to say: In fact, there is a chapter on Qingmei in the last volume, but it has nothing to do with the plot. It is mainly about Cui Er’s mental journey, so I didn’t put it in that volume. I would like to ask if you prefer to put it in the back , or caught in this volume?It feels like if it is put at the end, everyone seems to have forgotten the plot, but there are still waiting to be fed and updated in the main thread... (cough, anyway, it depends on the number of comments.