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Jiang Zhao is sick.

She stayed in Yingyue Palace all night by herself, and she didn't come out in the early morning of the next day. Gao Sheng'an went in to search for someone, and saw His Majesty lying on the hard bed with his clothes on, already a little dazed.

Gao Sheng'an hurriedly asked His Majesty to carry him back to Xihe Palace, and invited the imperial doctor over.

The imperial doctor examined the pulse and said that His Majesty was overly worried and had contracted a cold and needed rest.

Gao Sheng'an slapped his mouth a few times, and asked people to go to the court to inform the ministers.

Lu Cangyu originally thought that Jiang Zhao was pretending to be sick because Zhao Xiang mentioned the marriage, so she went to visit her in person and found out that she was really sick.

"Why did you go to Yingyue Palace so well? The old man Zhao Hengze has me to deal with it, who can let her be wronged?" Lu Cangyu stood in front of the dragon bed, frowned and looked at the sleeping emperor.

Gao Sheng'an vaguely knew where His Majesty had been wronged, but he couldn't tell him directly, so he could only wipe off his cold sweat and said, "It's the slave who didn't take good care of him, which caused the dragon's body to be ill. It really deserves death."

Lu Cangyu said without changing expression: "Director Gao doesn't need to blame himself, His Majesty is self-willed, so no one else is to blame."

Lu Shuai, who spent half his life in the army, was a man of one word, and Gao Sheng'an didn't dare to talk too much in front of him.

Just at this time, someone from the palace came over with the freshly boiled soup, Gao Shengan quickly reached out to pick it up, but was stopped by Lu Shuai halfway.

He took a medicine spoon and stirred a few times in the boiling hot soup, and ordered: "Help Your Majesty up."

The little palace maid glanced at Gao Sheng'an, got instructions from his eyes, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, carefully supported His Majesty who was still asleep in her arms, not daring to breathe.

Jiang Zhao didn't sleep well, and now she has gradually regained consciousness. When she opened her eyes, she saw Lu Cangyu holding a medicine bowl. She opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse, and she called out, "Uncle."

This is the only blood left by my younger sister, and she used to act like a spoiled child on his lap when she was a child.

Lu Cangyu didn't know what was going on in the palace when he was ordered to guard the border, so the two mothers suffered a lot, and the younger sister was also physically damaged because of it, so she left after a short time.

After Jiang Zhao came to the throne, because of the defense of the monarch and ministers, in order to preserve the name of the Lu family, he deliberately alienated her, making her a daughter's family become a real lonely family in the deep palace.

Lu Cangyu's heart was sour, she felt ashamed of her, and couldn't hold back her cold face.

"How does Your Majesty feel? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Just a little tired, nothing serious."

Jiang Zhao closed his eyes and said with a smile, "I made uncle worry."

Lu Cangyu sat by her lap, scooped up the soup with a medicine spoon, and fed it to her mouth after it was cold.

Jiang Zhao's face was pale, and he obediently opened his mouth to take the medicine.

"Is it bitter?" Lu Cangyu asked.

Jiang Zhao shook his head, his eyes were slightly red, and said in a low voice, "It's not bitter."

Lu Cangyu fed her a few more spoonfuls of medicine, and the remaining half of the bowl was not too hot, so Lu Cangyu gave her the bowl and asked her to drink it in one gulp.

Gao Sheng Anaspa pinched a few candied fruit and waited aside, and when she finished drinking the medicine, she hurried up and fed the candied fruit into her mouth.

Jiang Zhao chewed a few times, spit the fruit core back onto the veil, swallowed the candied fruit, and felt that the smell of medicine in his mouth and throat was relieved a lot, and his twisted brows loosened.

Lu Cangyu watched her being waited on and lay back, and then said: "Your Majesty is still young, don't worry about the issue of heirs, I will take care of the courtiers, so Your Majesty doesn't have to worry about this matter."

Jiang Zhao's body was tightly covered under the quilt, with only one head exposed, looking at the serious Uncle Guo, nodded and said, "I see, thank you Uncle."

Now that she is older, she doesn't need comfort as much as she did when she was a child, and because of her different status, Lu Cangyu has a lot of things to say, so she calmed down and said: "Your Majesty, rest assured to cultivate your body, and after you recover from the illness, you will be able to take care of yourself." If you go to court, I will leave first, and let your aunt bring Han'er to see you tomorrow."

Lu Cangyu has a son and two daughters. The eldest son, Lu Ke, inherited his father's career and is now serving in the army.

The eldest daughter, Lu Zhaoxia, was married to Prince Fuyang's son two years ago, and the youngest daughter, Lu Zhaohan, just reached the age of Ji last year and has not yet married.

The Lu family valued etiquette, only Lu Zhaohan was eccentric and had the best relationship with Jiang Zhao. At Jiji, Jiang Zhao also decreed to give a princess title, a gold medal, and allow her to enter the palace at will.

When Lu Cangyu left, her eyes fell on the cloak hanging beside the dragon bed. She only felt that the style of the fabric was not something for the imperial court, but she didn't take it to heart.

Gao Shengan went to see Lu Cangyu off, and when he came back, Jiang Zhao was still asleep, staring at the ceiling of the dragon bed with his eyes wide open.

"The slave asked the imperial dining room to cook some clear porridge, will His Majesty rest after using it?"

"can."

As soon as Uncle Guo left, His Majesty's spirit seemed to be relieved, and his voice was soft.

Gao Sheng sighed reassuringly, stood aside and stopped talking, and looked at the tip of his shoe with a low eyebrow.It wasn't until the palace servants brought a bowl of clear porridge that they served Jiang Zhao with some.

After lighting the Anshen incense, Gao Sheng'an was about to lead others to retreat when Jiang Zhao stopped him suddenly.

He leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "What else does Your Majesty want?"

Jiang Zhao stretched out a hand from under the quilt, pointed to the cloak hanging beside the bed, and said lightly, "Put it away."

Gao Shengan glanced at it, responded in a low voice, walked over and took off the cloak and put it on his arm, and asked Jiang Zhao if there was anything else he could do. Seeing Jiang Zhao shaking his head, he went to help her tuck the quilt again, and led the people out. Sleeping hall.

The news of His Majesty's illness quickly spread throughout the court and harem.

This is the first time that he has never stopped court except for holidays and the Queen Mother's sacrifice since he took the throne.

Xie Jin and Xu Yiren sorted out the roster together, and heard her say: "Concubine Zhao heard that the Majesty was ill, so she went to Xihe Palace to get angry and scolded the palace people. In the end, the Majesty stepped forward to save them from punishment."

Since Ah Zhao was working in Xihe Palace, Xie Jin couldn't help sweating when he heard the words, and he was relieved to hear that no one was punished.Xu Yiren turned his head to see that no one else was there, so he moved closer and whispered to Xie Jin.

"I've heard people say that His Majesty stayed alone in Yingyue Palace all night because he was angered by the Prime Minister of the Left, and contracted the cold.

Concubine Zhao and Prime Minister Zuo are father and daughter, probably because they were afraid of causing a rift with His Majesty, so they went to Xihe Palace to perform such a scene for others to watch, and they just toss His Majesty, I don't know what His Majesty thinks. "

Xu Yiren grew up in the palace since he was a child, and has been with Liu Xifeng for more than ten years. He has many old acquaintances in the palace, and he can often find out some secrets about the palace, and listen to Xie Jin as a chat.

However, after several re-tellings of a matter, it is always inevitable that there will be some mistakes. For her gossip, Xie Jin always believes only three points, so he said with a smile: "Although your majesty is young, he is not a puppet to be manipulated by others." Your Majesty, the opinion of the left chancellor may not be able to sway her, there should be other reasons for this matter."

Xu Yiren said: "What you said is also reasonable, probably the emperor is not so easy to be."

She flipped through the roster in her hand, staggered the topic about the emperor, and said again: "Since the palace change, the first emperor has been prosperous, and there have been many fewer masters in this palace. Now there are only a few concubines and two concubines who have not yet left the cabinet." For the princess, the chores of the palace people will also be reduced.

But even if His Majesty doesn't want it now, he will still have a big wedding in the future. When there are new people in the palace, there may not be enough manpower, and there will be a small election, and we have to get busy again.

Xie Jin said: "The day of leaving the palace this year is coming soon. According to statistics, there are 25 court ladies who have reached the age of 46. Seven out of [-] are willing to leave the palace, and nine are unwilling to leave the palace. They have to make further arrangements."

Speaking of this, Xu Yiren became interested again, and chuckled softly: "Do you know Yinghe?"

Xie Jin thought for a while, Yinghe is the female historian of Gong Zhengsi, who belongs to Xu Yiren's subordinates, she has some contact with him, but she is not familiar with her, in the impression she is a woman with a delicate appearance and few words.

She nodded, indicating that she knew.

Xu Yiren said: "Yinghe has a very close relationship with a little embroiderer from Shangyi Bureau."

Xie Jin couldn't quite understand what she said, showing a confused look.Xu Yiren hated iron for being weak, and leaned closer to her ear, whispering: "Yinghe could have left the palace this year, but she stayed in the palace for the sake of that little embroidered lady."

After finishing speaking, Xu Yiren took a step back, but saw that Xie Jin was still in a daze.She really felt speechless, sighed, and said bluntly: "The little embroiderer is Yinghe's good friend, Yinghe can't bear her."

The words were straightforward, Xie Jin naturally understood.

She has been in the palace for eight years, if she says she doesn't know anything about these things, it must be a lie, but it is true that she has never seen it with her own eyes, she just heard people talking about it, but she didn't know that there was such a thing around her.

Xu Yiren said: "The little embroidered lady is two years younger than her, and she is from Jiangnan, and the two of them made an appointment to go back to Jiangnan together after the little embroidered lady can also leave the palace.

But Yinghe was afraid that she would be lonely in the palace alone, so she thought about leaving the palace first and staying with her in the palace for another two years, so she begged me to come here, and I was temporarily soft-hearted, so I agreed to help her take care of things. "

Xu Yiren is very popular in the palace, one is her seniority, and the other is soft-hearted.

As long as there is a special reason for other people's entrustment, she is willing to help. Because of this, Liu Gongzheng has always felt that she is unstable and difficult to be a palace official, so she values ​​Xie Jin, who is the first in etiquette.

"In this deep palace, it is not easy to find someone with one heart."

"You mean you and Yuan Shiwei?"

"Yiren."

Xie Jin gave her a white look, and said: "Don't you always make fun of me with Yuan Qi, after all, for me, love is not a necessity, and you are not like that?"

"If you don't like to listen to me, I won't talk about it." Xu Yiren smiled and said, "But I just haven't met the right person yet. If I can meet him, whether it's a little embroidered lady like Yuan Shiwei or Yinghe, I’m not picky, if I don’t meet him, just like my master, I can live a good life by myself.”

As she said, she placed all the stacks of rosters, walked over and hooked Xie Jin's chin with her fingertips, pretending to be frivolous and said: "I think Jinniang, you Lan Xinhui, you are very good-looking, so why don't you worry about it?" Yuan Shiwei, aren't we more compatible?"

Xie Jin patted her hand down and said with disgust: "You and I are not compatible."

Xu Yiren was not annoyed when he heard the words, instead he laughed out loud and said, "In your eyes, apart from getting out of the palace, the most important thing is Ah Zhao.

Having said that, Ah Zhao is now a tall and graceful girl, no worse than any little guard, and you brought her up with your own hands. If you fancy someone else, why not fall in love with Ah Zhao? "

Xie Jin was shocked, picked up a roll of roster and smashed it on Xu Yiren's head, scolded: "You are used to talking nonsense, Ah Zhao is my sister, can you use this kind of joke?"

She didn't use any force, and it didn't hurt to hit her, but Xu Yiren saw that she was unwilling, so she pretended to be pitiful, covered her head to beg for mercy, and said a lot of good things, which made Xie Jin look pale.

"My dear Jinniang, I will never say that again, so please don't be angry with me."

Xu Yiren tugged Xie Jin's sleeve and shook it a few times, and she poked her forehead to warn: "If you talk nonsense like this in the future, Mr. Gong Zheng will punish you in the future. I won't intercede for you."

"Okay, okay, I know Ah Zhao is your sweetheart, I won't make such silly jokes again."

Xu Yiren almost swore to the sky, hugged Xie Jin's arm and coaxed him for a long time before turning the matter over.