Chapter 602 Suspicion
For fear of being blamed by the emperor, the imperial physician hurriedly explained the emperor's condition carefully, all of which were technical terms, which made the emperor and Concubine Hui feel confused.
The emperor interrupted the imperial physician's order impatiently.
"You just need to say when my disease will be cured."
The imperial physician made his forehead sweat from nervousness, but he didn't dare to wipe it, so he could only say it carefully.
"As little as a month, as much as a year."
The emperor became more and more dissatisfied: "You said that before, and it has been more than half a month now. You still say that, are you deliberately fooling me?!"
Imperial Physician Ling hurriedly knelt down: "Wei Chen dare not, what Wei Chen said is the truth!
Although His Majesty said that it was only a flesh wound, he had lost a lot of blood, and he had to spend more time slowly recuperating if he wanted to recover.
If Your Majesty wants to get better soon, Wei Chen has a way here.
But the dosage must be increased.
Your Majesty should know that it is medicine that is poisonous.
If the medicine is too strong, it will hurt the dragon body of His Majesty.
Wei Chen felt that he should focus on recuperation, supplemented by mild decoction.
In this way, although the recovery is relatively slow, it will not damage His Majesty's dragon body.
In the long run, this is the best treatment for His Majesty. "
The emperor is also a little knowledgeable about pharmacology.
He knew that what the Imperial Physician had said was not unreasonable, but he was just anxious.
As the ruler of a country, he is always sick in bed, and it is easy for some uneasy and well-meaning people to have the idea that they can take advantage of it.
He has to recover as soon as possible.
The emperor suppressed the restlessness in his heart and said solemnly, "Get up."
The Imperial Physician stood up and quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
After the pulse was completed, the imperial doctor's order retreated.
The emperor was still frowning, looking not in a good mood.
Concubine Hui talked about some interesting things in the palace and wanted to make the emperor happy.
The emperor was always absent-minded.
Gan Fu came in and asked what would you like for lunch?
The emperor has no appetite and does not want to eat anything.
He frowned and said, "Just look at it, just keep it light."
"Here."
A series of exquisite meals were brought to the table. These meals have been poisoned by special people, but the emperor still has doubts.
Concubine Hui was very sensible, and on the pretext of being greedy, she first helped the emperor to try all the dishes.
The emperor watched her eat the food with his own eyes, and after making sure that there was nothing unusual, he picked up the bowl and slowly drank the soup.
His appetite is really bad.
He only drank half a bowl of soup, and he couldn't drink it.
Concubine Hui advised him to eat more.
Pity it didn't work.
It's not that the emperor is not hungry, he just has no appetite, no matter what he eats, it tastes like wax.
He was a little upset and said that he wanted to be alone for a while.
Concubine Hui stood up and said warmly, "My concubine goes to the side hall to rest for a while. Your Majesty has a good rest. If there is anything, I will call my concubine, and my concubine will be there whenever you call me."
"Um."
As soon as Concubine Hui left, the emperor called Gan Fu over.
"You ask someone to check the imperial doctor's order to see if he has been unusual recently?"
"Here."
Gan Fu took the order to leave.
The Imperial Physician Order was drawn up by the emperor alone, and was considered one of the emperor's confidants, and the emperor should have trusted him very much.
But the emperor was always suspicious.
He can even doubt his own son, not to mention a mere imperial doctor order.
During the Dragon Boat Festival, he was stabbed and injured in the tower. Although he had already cleaned the Guards and dealt with all suspicious people, he still hadn't caught the real culprit behind the scenes.
The emperor has always been uneasy.
He touched the wound on his chest.
The wound has scabbed over and it doesn't hurt much.
But his physical condition is far worse than before.
Political battles over the years have given him an extremely keen sense of smell.
He suspected that he was being harmed by someone.
If his guess is true, then the people who can attack him unknowingly, except for the concubines who accompany him every day, are the people from the Taiyuan Hospital.
Those concubines all depended on him to live, and if he died, those concubines had to be buried with him.
They're not stupid enough to push themselves to a dead end.
Aside from them, the most suspects are the Tai Hospital.
The sun gradually went down.
At dusk, the welcoming team came to the Dingbeihou Mansion in a lively manner.
With the help of Xi Niang, Bu Shengyan, who was wearing a red robe, walked out of the Hou residence.
She covered her face with a fan, and her long skirt snaked down the steps. The red gem on the top of the phoenix hairpin shone brightly in the setting sun.
Marquis Dingbei stood at the door of the Marquis Mansion leaning on crutches, watching his daughter get further and further away from him, he couldn't help but redden his eyes.
From today onwards, the daughter he raised with care will become a member of another family.
She has a husband and a new family.
She has new support and no longer needs her father's protection.
When others were not paying attention, Duke Dingyuan quietly wiped his eyes with his sleeve.
In the midst of laughter, the newlyweds sat in the big sedan chair.
The guests of the Hou's Mansion joined the team to send their relatives, and they happily sent people to the British Royal Mansion all the way.
The wedding process is already arranged by the Ministry of Rites, and the process is very cumbersome.
When they entered the last step, King Ying and Bu Shengyan were exhausted.
But the King of England can't rest.
He also had to go outside to entertain guests.
Bu Shengyan sat alone on the wedding bed, accompanied by her maid and Xi Niang.
The night outside was getting darker.
Bu Shengyan almost fell asleep waiting.
The King of England has finally returned.
As soon as he entered the door, the maid and Xi Niang withdrew wisely.
Only the newlyweds were left in the house.
Bu Shengyan still maintained an upright sitting posture, holding a gold-painted but fan in his hand, and the fan covered his face.
She lowered her eyebrows and saw a pair of black silk shoes parked in front of her.
Immediately afterwards, the fan in her hand was taken away.
She raised her head and just met Luo Yechen's gaze.
The two looked at each other.
After a brief silence.
Luo Yechen laughed.
"You are so pretty today."
In the past, he only thought Bu Shengyan was very fierce, like a tigress, and didn't pay too much attention to her appearance.
But now, under the light of the candle, her bright face was like a flame, shining into his eyes, and even his heart burned with it.
Bu Shengyan pursed her lips and smiled, and asked, "How much wine did you drink?"
She smelled the strong smell of alcohol on Luo Yechen's body, plus his flushed cheeks, she must have drank a lot.
Hanging tea is on the small table next to it.
She poured a cup of tea and handed it to Luo Yechen.
Luo Yechen said, "No, I actually didn't drink much."
Bu Shengyan didn't believe it: "If you didn't drink much, how could you have such a heavy smell of alcohol on your body?"
Luo Yechen leaned over and said in her ear.
"I knew those guys would drink alcohol on purpose.
I quietly spilled some wine on my clothes when they weren't paying attention.
It made me smell like alcohol.
People would think I drank a lot, and it would be more realistic to pretend I was drunk.
As long as I'm drunk, those people won't be able to feed me anymore. "