37 years old, I became a harem concubine

The old doctor Su was already seventy years old, and Qiao Fu was about the same age as the young doctor Su, so he was not polite to Qiao Fu, and the two people with most of their eyebrows and beards were white and chasing each other like children. .

After a while, An Ning came quickly with the medicine in his hand, looked at Qiao Fu who was following Old Doctor Su with a smile on his face, and asked Shen Huan in confusion, "My lord, what is Qiao Fu doing here?"

"He wants to worship old doctor Su as his teacher, but old doctor Su finds it troublesome."

"The yellow mud is flooded up to the neck and still apprentice." It wasn't An Ning who buried Qiao Fu. Looking at him and Old Doctor Su, he couldn't tell who was older and who was younger. Although Old Doctor Su had white beard and hair, his face was radiant and his body was strong. He walks vigorously.

As for Qiao Fu, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, and his face was sallow and his eyelids were drooping because of the events during this period, most people would believe what Old Doctor Bi Su said.

An Ning handed the boiled medicine to Shen Huan: "Master, the medicine is ready."

This is a big deal, Shen Huan nodded, took the medicine bowl, walked to the side of the dragon bed, half hugged Yu Wenyue, who had no strength and was in a coma almost all the time, into her arms, and fed the medicine in half a spoonful.

After drinking the whole bowl of medicine, Shen Huan asked Old Doctor Su and Qiao Fu who had gathered together whether to run or chase, "Uncle Su, when will the Emperor wake up?"

Old Doctor Su raised his head: "Maybe at night, it's best to have someone prepare some easy-to-digest food first. If you can eat something, it means you can take the second bowl of medicine."

He looked at Yu Wenyue who was being held by Shen Huan, and curled his lips.

But compared to the ugly Chen Fangyue, this one looks pretty good anyway, just a little bit worse than Huanhuan, and his status is noble enough, so he is still worthy of Huanhuan.

That's right, Old Doctor Su doesn't like Chen Fangyue.

Although Chen Fangyue is talented, he is narrow-minded and has a ruthless and ungrateful face.

It's fine if such a person is in power, but once he is in trouble, he can abandon everything and do anything for himself.

Old Doctor Su didn't understand that his good friend Shen Yushen had married Huan'er to him, but it was a done deal, so he could only follow him to Shengjing to help him recuperate.

Thinking of the funeral that the Chen family had arranged for Shen Huan before, Old Doctor Su frowned.

But now is not the time, he said to Qiao Fu who was holding the disciple ceremony: "Take the people under your command and start working, finish the work as soon as possible so that I can go back."

"Yes."

-

As soon as Old Doctor Su entered the palace, the heavy death energy in the palace seemed to dissipate a little.

Shen Huan was still suffering from the epidemic, and lived in the east part of the Hall of Mental Cultivation as before, taking care of Yu Wenyue while treating illnesses.

His symptoms were much milder than those of Yu Wenyue. After drinking the medicine prescribed by old doctor Su, he pulled a stool to the dragon bed, and looked at the old doctor Su's wishes, and replaced it with Yuwen's Yue inside the light gauze tent.

When Yu Wenyue woke up, his brain was like a rusty gear, which rattled and began to bite slowly. He felt the weakness of his body and a little bit of recovery strength, and hugged the quilt to get up.

As soon as he moved his hand, his fingers touched the person's hair. Yu Wenyue looked down and saw Shen Huan lying on the dragon bed with her upper body lying on the dragon bed, with her hands folded under her face, and her head turned to him.

The tip of the nose and the face close to the arms were sweating thinly. Occasionally, a gust of wind would blow in from the window, and only then would the corners of the mouth bend and hum softly.

Yu Wenyue knew that he had a magnificent face, and when he first met him, he also said that he was beautiful and close to a monster.

However, he had never seen Shen Huan who was sleeping soundly. The two of them met in a hurry and full of passion.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in, and the bed curtain was blown up by the wind, rubbing Shen Huan's face with a rustling.

Shen Huan opened her eyes in a daze, subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab the bright yellow yarn, and met Yu Wenyue who was hugging the quilt and leaning on the bedside unexpectedly.

He quickly got up: "When did the emperor wake up, why didn't you wake up the concubine?"

Judging by Yu Wenyue's expression, it must have been a while since he woke up, did he just look at him like this?

Shen Huan was not sure what this person was thinking, so she touched the corner of her lips quietly. Fortunately, she didn't find anything weird. If there was, it would be ugly.

Shen Huan, who loves beauty, breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked Yu Wenyue: "Does the Emperor want to use something, the soft porridge that Eunuch An Ning just sent?"

"Yeah." Yu Wenyue, who hadn't eaten seriously for many days and was still vomiting and had a bad stomach, sent out desire signals from his mouth and stomach when he heard something to eat.

So Shen Huan got up and brought the porridge on the table.

When it was brought to the dragon bed, my hands paused, and I asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, can I feed you?"

Yu Wenyue looked at him and nodded: "En."

With his order, Shen Huan sat on the edge of the bed and fed him porridge.

There are plenty of good things in the palace, but this bowl of porridge is white porridge with only a little salt and light oil that Old Doctor Su specially told.

One feeds, one eats, An Ning, who just came in from the outside, saw such a harmonious scene, and deeply felt that it was absolutely right that she brought Zhao promised to the Hall of Mental Cultivation that day.

With tears in his eyes and a choked voice, he knelt on the ground and saluted Yu Wenyue: "My servant pays my respects to the emperor, and my majesty is blessed."

"stand up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." An Ning stood up on her knees, sniffing non-stop.

He really had had enough of living in fear like this, but fortunately God blesses him, the emperor is fine.

Seeing him crying and not daring to wipe his tears with his sleeves, but just sniffing there, Yu Wenyue didn't say anything about him, but asked, "How are you doing inside and outside the palace recently?"

An Ning looked at Shen Huan.

Yu Wenyue said: "There is no confidential matter, so there is no need to avoid it."

An Ning now has a good impression of Shen Huan. Hearing what he said, he said: "Since the epidemic has spread in the palace, I have obeyed your orders and asked the inner eunuchs and imperial guards under him to check three times a day. Those who contracted the epidemic were sent to Meishan."

"After you were infected with the epidemic, the slave followed your oral order and gathered the imperial guards to guard the Hall of Mental Cultivation. People who were infected with the epidemic were also sent to Xinzheku. Up to now, the people infected with the epidemic in the palace have accounted for all Sixty percent."

"Where's Ningshou Palace?" Yu Wenyue asked after eating a spoonful of porridge brought to his mouth.

An Ning replied: "Since the servant brought the county prince to Meishan, the empress dowager has been wanting to leave the palace, but was stopped by the servant."

The empress dowager's love for Yu Wenyao, the prince of the county, was seen by everyone. It was the treasure in her heart, and now the treasure in her heart was forcibly sent to Meishan by An Ning. It is conceivable that the queen mother has a lot of hatred for An Ning now how deep.

An Ning knew that if one day the emperor made a big move and the empress dowager was still there, one could imagine how tragic her end would be.

But as early as the day Empress Dowager Yiren gave him to the emperor, he was the emperor's servant.

Live for the emperor, die for the emperor.

"Outside the palace, because the ministers of the six cabinet departments were summoned to the palace by you, although there are speculations about the situation in the palace, there are no major changes." After all, the emperor has only been on the throne for a few years, and the blood shed is still a little warm. A man dares to use his own neck to test whether the knife in his hand is fast or not.

After telling the story of this period of time, An Ning swept away her lifeless appearance a few days ago, and was so energetic that one wondered if she had taken some medicine to strengthen muscles and bones.

But Yu Wenyue said: "These days you can trust people to come to serve me, you rest for a few days."

An Ning's eyes widened: "Your Majesty, I'm fine, I'm in good health!"

Yu Wenyue looked at his sunken eye sockets and bloodshot eyes, as well as his gray eyebrows, "Go and rest for three to five days before coming back."

"..." An Ning still wanted to speak, but he knew what Yu Wenyue meant, so he sniffed his nose and said in a low voice, "Say, my servant thank the emperor for his kindness."

Now Yu Wenyue is also awake, with him, many things can be killed invisible.

An Ning stepped out from the east room and arrived at the side hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Naturally, he, the head of the imperial court, would not be crowded with a bunch of people like other little eunuchs without rank. Ever since Yu Wenyue moved to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he has lived in the side hall.

Although it is not spacious, it is already a great honor for a slave.

Xiao Luzi, who was working with him these days, saw him coming back and hurried to him.

An Ning quickly stretched out her hand: "Come and support our family."

"Hey, Godfather, please sit down properly, I'll change your medicine." Xiao Luzi knew that he was very uncomfortable now, so he helped him to sit on the kang, first fetched a pot of hot water that was not so hot, and then brought it Handed him a clean veil.

Xiao Luzi took off his shoe, and in an instant, a bloody sock-wrapped foot slipped out of the shoe. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of sweat was really unpleasant.

Xiao Luzi said to her, "Godfather, please bear with me."

"Okay, why are you so wordy, come on." He said, biting the clean handkerchief into his mouth.

Xiao Luzi tore the sock off the rotting flesh little by little.

These days, An Ning's feet walked here and there without stopping for a moment, if it wasn't for that breath of support, she would have fallen to the ground and couldn't get up.

-

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, although Yu Wenyue was hungry, he couldn't eat too much after he hadn't eaten for a few days, so he shook his head and gave up after using half a bowl.

He is still very weak now, and after a while he becomes listless, leaning on the pillow and drowsy.

As soon as Shen Huan put the bowl back on the table, she turned around and found that Yu Wenyue had fallen asleep.

The chin with a layer of blue stubble was pressed against the brocade quilt, and there was still a sickness between the eyebrows and eyes. After all, he was still young, only 26 years old, and such a serious illness was alleviated so much by just taking medicine once.

Shen Huan moved lightly and exited the east room.

The imperial physicians outside Dongci Room saw him and saluted one after another, Shen Huan told them not to be too polite, and asked, "Where are the imperial physician Qiao Fu and Old Doctor Su?"

The remaining imperial physicians said: "The imperial physician Qiao Fu is taking people to various palaces to check if anyone is infected with the epidemic. He said that he will go to Xinzheku tomorrow to take a look at all the patients there."

He didn't mention Old Doctor Su, even though this old doctor's medical skills are extremely high, but when he speaks, he can really make people angry!

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