Mingyue is ruthless

The servant who decocted the medicine held a silver spoon, took a sip of the soup first, and retreated silently to the outer room.

Lu Zhongshu half-lyed on the couch, and coughed lightly from time to time. He put one hand on the soft pillow by the side of the couch, and Yuan Jizhi gently supported it with three fingers. Do you feel chest fullness, wheezing and coughing, alternating cold and heat?"

Lu Zhongshu said: "Occasionally I have this disease."

Yuan Jizhi asked again: "Is it caused by lung qi ascending?"

"Ah."

Yuan Jizhi bowed his head and remained silent for a while, then suddenly got up and retreated, bowing his knees and bowing his head.

Lu Zhongshu didn't evade, and said impatiently, "What do you mean?"

"The lower official is ordered by the sage to serve the son around, so as to protect the son's jade/body safety." Yuan Jizhi buried his head and said: "The son's disease seems to be stringy, but in fact it should refer to floating and slippery, which is caused by the kidneys not accepting qi. There is no good grass, the lower officials have the courage to ask the son to return to Beijing as soon as possible to eliminate the disease, so as not to cause chronic diseases."

There was a dull pain in the chest, Lu Zhongshu raised his hand and pressed lightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Physician Yuan is exaggerating..."

"I have never been an official."

Yuan Jizhi was upright and upright by nature, everyone inside and outside the palace knew it, the emperor knew this, so he was specifically pointed out to accompany him.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhongshu's nature is not a fuel-efficient lamp, "Did I ever say that I know my body well."

"My son—"

"Yuan Imperial Physician," Lu Zhongshu cut him off, and said solemnly: "You have overstepped."

Yuan Jizhi was slightly stunned, but he was also in a hurry. For a moment, he ignored etiquette, raised his head and said, "Huairen is a doctor who helps the world. My father used the word 'jizhi' for my subordinates. I should follow this instruction carefully, my son. Right now, the liver and kidneys have been damaged, if you stay in the mountains, it will do you a lot of harm but not a single benefit, please think twice!"

These words are really disrespectful, Lu Zhongshu's temper is not gentle, and he is about to explode immediately.

At this moment, the servant boy who was supposed to be guarding the furnace outside the courtyard stepped forward quickly, with a flustered expression on his face, and said: "My lord, then, that young master of Chu came to the door, and the slaves, slaves couldn't stop him..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a pair of cloth shoes behind him, bypassing the servant boy and heading straight for the inner room.

Lu Zhongshu didn't have time to think about it, and immediately turned over and got out of bed. After wasting a lot of effort, Fang smiled and pretended nothing happened, "Ah... Ah Ning, why did you come here suddenly, sit, sit... calm down."

The servant boy said: "The servant is here."

"Show tea to the imperial concubine."

Ping Xin replied: "Yes."

"No need."

Gu Mohuai had no time to consider the difference in title, his eyes fell on Voldina, hesitant to speak.

Lu Zhongshu hurriedly waved to Yuan Jizhi: "Stand back."

Yuan Jizhi's persuasion failed, but he also knew that it was not appropriate to persist at this time, so he had to salute again, unwilling to resign.

Ping Xin winked very much, and withdrew with him, staying in the outer room.

Gu Mohuai took a deep breath, avoiding Lu Zhongshu's supportive hand, and took out the family letter from his arms, "You left in a hurry this morning, so you left this behind."

After reading the family letter clearly, Lu Zhongshu visibly froze.

Gu Mohuai has been silently observing him all the time, and naturally notices the strangeness in his eyes, but doesn't expose it, just quietly waiting for his reply.

Lu Zhongshu quickly adjusted his expression, raised his hand to take it, and said with a smile: "Thanks to you giving it back... It's windy today, why don't you sit down and have a bowl of hot soup? Ping Xin took a pot of Buddha jumping over the wall according to the characteristics of this place. I want dinner to be delivered to you, so, then..."

"Lu Zhongshu." Gu Mohuai interrupted: "You have nothing to say to me?"

"I'm talking to you right now." Lu Zhongshu smiled.

Gu Mohuai's eyes were heavy, and he looked straight into his eyes.

"..."

After confronting each other for a while, Lu Zhongshu was defeated.

He coughed lightly, and the smile on his face finally faded, "I'll tell you the truth, don't get angry—you... sit down first."

Gu Mohuai was noncommittal.

"..." Lu Zhongshu sighed softly, and said helplessly: "On the twenty-seventh day of the previous month, Jinu suddenly developed a high fever at night, which persisted for three days. The doctor said it was a cold and evil, which could not be cured by the red top on the rock. The red top on the rock was extremely difficult. Cultivation, there is no storage in the palace, so I went to Luancang Mountain to pick them, and I happened to be asked to find two trees, although I was slightly injured on the way, I finally did not delay my slaves."

There were two more light coughs, but he managed to hold back, and continued: "Jinu took the medicine, and the high fever subsided that night, and now he is fine, you don't have to worry."

Jinu was safe and sound, but Gu Mohuai's face was not happy, his eyes were lowered, and after a long time, he suddenly asked, "What about you?"

Lu Zhongshu didn't expect him to mention himself, and asked in a daze, "Me?"

"Ji Nu is ready, I know." Gu Mohuai put his hand on the table, carefully rubbing the handwriting on the letter, "So what about you? You are also well?"

"I... it's just a flesh wound, it's healed, and the scars are gone." Lu Zhongshu didn't take it seriously. In contrast, he was only concerned about "A Ning took the initiative to care about him".

Gu Mohuai, however, refused to let go: "The wounds on the skin and flesh have healed, what about the internal diseases?"

"Those," Lu Zhongshu said in an eloquent manner, "there is no internal disease in the lungs and internal organs, but it is just an occasional wind and cold in the mountains, and there will be no problem with Imperial Physician Yuan accompanying him to take care of it."

"'Your Majesty has already injured his liver and kidneys. If you want to force him to stay, there will be a hundred harms but no benefit'. Is this what you said, 'There will be no hindrance'?"

"..."

He came just in time to hear Yuan Jizhi's last sentence.

Lu Zhongshu was irrefutable, he always scolded Yuan Jizhi in his heart, but on the face he looked like a coward, and said in a muffled voice: "Yuan Jizhi often speaks alarmist words, don't take it seriously..."

"Why don't you go back to Beijing to recuperate?"

Lu Zhongshu paused for a moment, and slowly raised a wry smile on the corner of his lips: "A Ning, don't you really know?"

There are several braziers in the inner room, all in the corner under the window, Ping Xin knows the rules very well, every day he will open a gap on the window edge, so that the inner room is warm and not stuffy.

Gu Mohuai stood in front of the window, the bitter cold wind went straight into his lungs, but it was hard to dispel the lump in his chest.

He took a deep breath and turned slightly to avoid the fiery gaze.

The charcoal in the basin was being peeled off, as if it was exploding beside his ears, he may have worn too thick clothes today, and his whole body was anxious and restless at this moment.

"you……"

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse.He hastily pursed his lips, brewed again, and said in a low voice: "...you don't have to be like this."

"I should be like this." Lu Zhongshu's eyes were good, but he was just staring at him, and there was pain in his eyes, "A Ning, I owe you and Jinu, now, it's just—"

"What is it?" Gu Mohuai suddenly turned his head and looked straight at him: "Is it repaying me, repaying the slave?"

His fingers trembled slightly, his breath was unsteady, but his voice suddenly rose, "You think that everything in the world is one size fits all. The pain I suffered in the past, now you will pay it off once you have endured it? Lu Zhongshu, I actually I can't see that you are so naive, if so, I will tell you clearly: it is absolutely impossible!"

Once those words started, it was like a flood that opened the gate, and it was out of control.

"At the beginning, I was shameless and deeply rooted in love for you. I was deceived by lard, so you lied to me, deceived me, and played with me in every possible way. I have to blame myself. But little prince Lu, even if I love you like a sea , There will always be a day of exhaustion. The old prince has bound you in the mansion for more than five years, why do you think I haven't set foot in the capital again?

"Lu Zhongshu, there is a bad debt between you and me, and it will never be repaid. The slave has returned to the mansion according to your wishes, you should go back to the capital, and An Sheng will be your little prince, not Yu Yu. I got entangled with a pariah in the mountains... You asked me to forgive you, ha, it's ridiculous, how can I forgive you? Lu Zhongshu, little prince, I beg you, please let me go, I I just ask you to let me go! Tell me to fend for myself in this mountain, you enjoy your wealth and glory, and never see each other again—is it so difficult for you?!"

Lu Zhongshu faced him, his eyes touched his red eye sockets, and he couldn't help reaching out to wipe away the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

Don't cry, don't cry.

His heart was pierced, but he didn't know whether it was because of these words or the tears in Gu Mohuai's eyes.

After such a stalemate for a long time, Lu Zhongshu managed to regain his senses, and asked slowly, "Is this what you want?"

He opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "What you want in your heart is, you want me to let you go, you want me not to be entangled with you anymore...?"

Gu Mohuai didn't answer, and quickly blinked a few teardrops.

Lu Zhongshu couldn't see him suffering, so he smiled dumbly, nodded, and said, "I understand."

A strong wind blew up outside the window at some point, he took the cloak from the head of the bed, gently wrapped the person in it, fastened the ribbon on the lapel, and smiled with downcast eyes.

Gu Mohuai told him to look at this action in a daze, and felt in a trance that his complexion was three points paler than that of the snow fox cloak.

Seeing that he responded obediently, Lu Zhongshu straightened his temple hair carefully, brushed his fingertips over his cheek, and rubbed it reluctantly for a moment.

Gu Mohuai took a step back.

Lu Zhongshu paused for a moment, then retracted his hand naturally, and said, "It's windy outside, I'll see you off."

He looked like he was beating and scolding, very obedient.

Gu Mohuai avoided his hands, and when he met his eyes, for some reason, he felt a little guilty.He didn't dare to look any more, hurriedly lowered his head, and left in a hurry.

Lu Zhongshu stood in the inner room until he watched him leave the courtyard door, the mask-like smile faded away.

"Peace."

"The servant is here."

"Go down the mountain to send an order, and prepare the chariots and horses."

At this point in Lu Zhongshu's words, he couldn't bear it, he leaned over and coughed hard.

Ping Xin turned pale with shock, rushed forward and said: "My son!"

Lu Zhongshu waved his hands indiscriminately, and said forcefully: "Cough...get your horses and chariots ready, this king...cough...go down the mountain...to return home at midnight."

"Perhaps it is really seriously ill." He stroked his hand, and thought to himself: "If it wasn't so, why would my heart be so painful that I can't ask for death?"