Physician of Transmigration

In the first month of the 30th year of Yude, it was the Lantern Festival and a night of sleepless lanterns. At this time, unlike the lively and festive activities inside and outside the palace, the main hall of Gyeongbokgung Palace was extremely quiet. The palace servants standing in the room with their heads bowed hardly dared to breathe, for fear of disturbing the mother and child three people in the room by making a little noise...

The handsome young man who has just turned 15 this year, is kneeling down at the desk with a serious face at this time, writing Buddhist scriptures silently to pray for his concubine, presumably because of the hard work of serving in bed for more than a year Due to his high age, the young man's figure is indeed a little thin, but judging by his upright and straight shoulders and steady hands, he does not appear weak at all. On the somewhat immature and delicate face, there is also a faint sense of coldness and dignity...

When Chu Xian was meditating by writing sutras, he was always paying attention to the situation on the other side of the bed from the corner of his eye, so when he saw that the little quilt moved, he immediately turned his head and saw that it was his little sister. Turning over and looking like he was about to wake up, he put down his pen, stood up and walked gently towards the bed.

Chu Yan, a premature baby who was originally a little thin, has become white, tender and very healthy under An Yi's meticulous care for more than a year. When the little girl woke up, she opened her eyes wide for a while, and then She raised her head and turned her eyeballs to look for someone in a side-lying position, and her red mouth was pursed and pursed. It looked like she was hungry, but she was very obedient and didn't cry or make a fuss, just watching Chu After seeing this familiar figure, he propped up his small body and was about to crawl towards him.

It is true that little princess Chu Yan is not stupid, but she is slow in response and slow to learn. However, none of the people who are really close to her will dislike her because of this.

And because of Chu Yan's face full of blessings and her quiet and charming personality - in An Sheng's words, she is cute and cute, so the little girl really got a little bit of Emperor Yude's favor.

Chu Xian hurriedly stretched out his hand to hug his little sister. Seeing her dumbfoundedly raising her small fist and about to put it in her mouth, she hurriedly stopped her and asked the maid to give the 'pacifier' made of boiled beef tendon to her. She bites on it.

That thing was made by An Sheng in the small kitchen to grind the little girl's teeth. Adults have to work hard to bite it, so one can let the little girl bite for a whole day. Chu Xian really thinks this is interesting and convenient, but it is hindered. That shape... so His Royal Highness has never touched it with his own hands.

Asking the maid to carry the younger sister to the outer room to feed, Chu Xian sat by the bed and looked at the sleeping mother and concubine, his expression darkened.

The beautiful woman who used to be Zhong Ling has been tortured by illness in just over a year.

Because it has been nearly half a year, she can only take liquid food tonics, so she should be very thin according to common sense, but at this time, her swollen skin is tight, and her rough and dull face is completely gone. Beautiful, now the whole day's waking time is less than half an hour.

Originally, Chu Xian shouldn't have let his younger sister get so close to his concubine who was seriously ill, but Doctor An said that the concubine's illness was not contagious, and because it was such a reunion day, he let it go.

Chu Xian was looking at the sleeping Concubine He in a daze, when the maid who was waiting outside came in to bless him, and softly reported that the imperial doctor An had arrived, Chu Xian nodded upon hearing this, and tucked the concubine again He picked up his mood and got up and walked over, only to see An Yi checking his sister Chu Yan's body.

"Anyu doctor, you are still tired of staying in the palace on such a day, Xiao Wang is really sorry."

When An Yi looked at him, Chu Xian hurriedly raised his hand to signal that there is no need to salute. Seeing that An Yi quickly checked the little princess, he asked the maid to carry the little girl to one side to feed, and then compared to An Yi to sit down. After acknowledging the gesture of please, Xiao Guozi cleverly moved the chair to the lower position where Chu Xian was sitting.

"Your Highness is too polite, this is what a subordinate should do."

An Yi answered politely, but sat down next to Chu Xian not slowly. Because of his concubine's illness, An Yi spent more time with Chu Xian than he spent with his grandson over the past year. There are many, the old man also really likes this child who is filial to his mother, and coupled with An Sheng's relationship, Chu Xian's temper is quite to his liking, so in front of this little prince, An Yi's words and deeds There is also a little less politeness, and more intimacy and casualness.

"Mother and concubine's condition is very stable. Doctor An should go back tonight. Xiao Wang will take care of it."

Thinking that An Yi has been on duty in the palace for nearly a month, and he couldn't even go home for the New Year's Eve, Chu Xian felt very sorry, and because An Yi was An Sheng's grandfather, Chu Xian was out of some kind of private reason. Psychologically, he also treats the other party as his elder. It can even be said that his real relatives and elders are not comfortable enough for him to respect and get close to him.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but it's really unnecessary. My two grandchildren have already sent over the Lantern Festival in person, and Sheng'er's child even asked an official to send a copy to His Highness."

An Yi smiled and twirled the thin long beard under his chin, and the little fruit next to him had already opened the food box on the table over there.

Because there is a layer of charcoal under the food box, the glutinous rice balls are still steaming when the lid is opened, and because the food box has never been in the hands of others, Chu Xian directly waved When signaling to bring it over, Xiao Guozi didn't mention anything about testing poison.

"Sheng'er specifically said that there is a different shape to be eaten last, so His Highness will use it slowly, and the next official will go in first to check the pulse of the concubine and empress."

Seeing the look of surprise in Chu Xian's eyes, An Yi thought that he was just accompanied by his two grandchildren and was touched by the glutinous rice balls they made with their own hands, so the smile on his face became more cordial.

"Please."

Hearing this, Chu Xian hurriedly shifted his gaze from the soup cup to An Yi. After An Yi followed the maid to the back room, he immediately looked at the soup pot in his hand, which was only the size of a bowl. Among the white and tender glutinous rice balls, one of the sides was pinched into the shape of two small packets.

In previous years, An Sheng would go back to the palace after the Lantern Festival, and then supply Chu Xian with new year gifts and rituals, so the two of them had never eaten glutinous rice balls together on the Lantern Festival...

Thinking of this, Chu Xian suddenly realized that they had already left the Hongwen Palace, An Sheng would no longer be able to enter the palace easily, and although his mansion outside the palace had been built, he would not leave the palace in a short time, so in Chu Xian's eyes The joy dissipated again.

"Your Highness, Mr. An must have made it himself. I don't know what kind of stuffing it is. Please taste it while it's hot, Your Highness."

After An Yi entered, Xiao Guozi remembered that An Sheng had cooked birthday noodles for Chu Xian with his own hands, and heard that he only cooked noodles for his grandfather and elder brother, so seeing that Chu Xian's smile faded now, he squeezed the soup pot tightly, Xiao Mang pretended to be ignorant and happily handed over the soup spoon on a small tray.

"Maybe……"

Being interrupted by Xiao Guozi, Chu Xian's mind really turned around. He took the soup spoon and scooped up the middle one, put it in his mouth and tentatively bit it open, the sweetness of the sesame stuffing immediately filled his lips and teeth, Chu Xian couldn't help hooking the corners of his mouth slightly, chewed slowly, and then scooped up another one into his mouth, but his face froze immediately after he bit it.

"Your Highness, what's the matter?"

Xiao Guozi was taken aback by Chu Xian's action of picking up the teacup and pouring it. He hurriedly picked up the small teapot and poured another cup. Then he looked at Chu Xian's pursed lips and brows trembling in surprise, thinking Could it be that there is something wrong with this glutinous rice balls? !

"He must have made it himself"

Finally suppressing the bitter feeling of wanting to vomit in his mouth, Chu Xian gritted his teeth and said every word, with a somewhat vicious taste in it.

Except for An Sheng who is so courageous, Chu Xian really doesn't believe that anyone dares to wrap coptis in the glutinous rice balls for him!

"Hey, Your Highness, the rest..."

From Chu Xian's reaction, it can be seen that the taste of these glutinous rice balls is definitely different. Xiao Guozi picked up the tray again. If Chu Xian didn't want to eat it, he would naturally put the soup cup on the tray.

Xiao Guozi was not worried that His Royal Highness would be angry with An Sheng because of this joke. Seeing that His Highness just showed the vigor he had never had since An Sheng left the palace, Xiao Guozi probably understood An Sheng's intention of making this joke.

"Humph!"

Chu Xian looked at the soup cup in his hand and snorted, scooped up another one and put it in his mouth as if he didn't believe in evil, but the result was that he almost shrunk his handsome face into bun folds—sour!

However, His Royal Highness's face-saving skills are still very good. After all, he resisted the reflex movement of facial nerves, and waited for the sourness with a cold face.

"Your Highness, why don't you take a look first?"

Seeing that Chu Xian poured two more glasses of water with a cold face while eating the fourth and fifth, Xiao Guozi guessed the flavor of those five glutinous rice balls from the subtle changes in His Royal Highness's expression. So for the last one, although he thinks it should be sweet, but thinking of the son who likes to play cards out of common sense, he can't help but worry about what the last one will taste like.

"..."

Chu Xian ignored Xiao Guozi's suggestion, thinking that that bad boy would really dare to pack chili and salt for him, then he picked up the last one and put it in his mouth with a bit of anger.

"Your Highness, do you want to use some other food?"

Seeing that after Chu Xian swallowed the last glutinous rice ball, the expression on his face was stunned for a moment, and then the air-conditioning around his body quickly dissipated. Xiao Guozi silently put aside the sweat on his head, and then took Chu Xian with a tray. With the soup cup in his hand, he dutifully asked.

"No, just bring Eleven here."

Even though Chu Xian had candy in his mouth, he was very clear about his speech, and for this unexpected but expected sweetness, His Royal Highness's mood improved a lot because he was really kidnapped.

As for Chu Xian calling Chu Yan's sister this kind of name, it's not a sign of bad feelings, but because of folk customs, princes and princesses are also called by nicknames to make a living, so they naturally don't take the derogatory meanings of the folks. Sexual vocabulary, so I am used to directly replacing it with the ranking number.

Chu Xian had just hugged his soft and tender little sister here, and there was a report from the palace that Concubine Jing had arrived. Chu Xian hurriedly got up and hugged her sister to greet her. At the same time, An Yi happened to be in the back room Wanmai came out.

"Why do you come here at this hour?"

Before Chu Xian saluted, Concubine Jing raised her hand to ask her to excuse him. The banquet in the palace was at its busiest time, and he thought Concubine Jing would come over after the fireworks were set off.

"What is it about composing poems and guessing lantern riddles? I don't know how to do those things. Instead of staring blankly, why don't you come and accompany the three of you mothers. Doctor An is also here."

Concubine Jing said Chu Xian's words back, but her eyes quickly turned to An Yi. She didn't know if there were too many lanterns hanging too brightly tonight. Concubine Jing's blue eyes seemed to be glowing.Under her gaze, even the old man of the An family, who is as strong as him, would not even bother to pinch his beautiful beard at all, and there was a hint of helpless wry smile on Qian An's deliberately lowered face.