Chapter 2098 Don't Want to Marry a Wife!

Chapter 519 Don't Want to Marry a Wife!

Mo Shanghua nodded slightly, stepped forward, pulled Yan Cenxuan's wrist to feel his pulse carefully.

Rao is as skilled in medicine as she is, and it took a long time to diagnose it, and said: "It's the same as what the imperial physicians said, but, in my opinion, there is no cure."

Emperor Baorong's dark eyes suddenly lit up, and his emotions were slightly restrained, "Really?"

Mo Shanghua nodded affirmatively, took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and said softly: "This is the pill that I have worked hard and exhausted all the precious medicinal materials to refine. The medicine is warm and tonic. Keeping the life of His Highness the Thirteenth for the time being will not irritate His Highness's body."

Not to mention Emperor Baorong, even Concubine Shu looked at Moshanghua suspiciously, a little wary and indignant in her heart.

After all, in her heart, Yan Cenxuan became what he is now because of Moshang Hua.

Emperor Baorong was also a little skeptical, so he ordered the judge from the imperial hospital to step forward.

Mo Shanghua Zhiqu handed over the pills and the entire porcelain bottle in her hand to the Supreme Hospital for judgment, with a calm expression and no panic.

Yan Beicheng also had a calm face, his eyes followed Moshanghua closely, his eyes full of trust.

After a while, the judge of the Supreme Hospital raised his head in amazement, "I never thought that Princess Yu could really concoct such a good medicine."

Mo Shanghua nodded slightly, her eyes full of humility.

Seeing this, the court judge of the Imperial Hospital looked at Emperor Baorong again, and said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, this is indeed a good medicine for warming and tonic. As for the effect of the medicine, you will only know after taking it. The thirteenth prince's current body, taking some of it is also good." No problem."

Emperor Baorong felt a little comforted in his heart, and slightly nodded towards Moshanghua.

Mo Shanghua then stepped forward, and with the help of the maid, fed the pill into Yan Cenxuan's mouth.

The pill melts in the mouth, so feeding is effortless.

After careful consideration, Mo Shanghua fed two pills, and then told the maid next to her, "Bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, I need to write a prescription to reduce your highness's fever."

The imperial physicians were timid, all of them valued their wealth and life, so naturally they did not dare to use the medicine rashly, even the high fever on Yan Cenxuan's body could not subside in time, so they all yelled that the minister was incompetent.

Mo Shanghua felt blissful in her heart, and kept writing the prescription with a pen in her hand.

It didn't take a while, a prescription for medicine was written, and as usual, the judge of the imperial hospital read it, and then took it down and suffered immediately.

The maids and servants didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly took the prescription and went to the Imperial Hospital to grab the medicine and decoct it. During this period, everyone waited patiently in the house, until Yan Cenxuan took the decoction and the fever on his body subsided a little, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Many maids and servants silently breathed a sigh of relief for Mo Shanghua.

Mo Shanghua herself obviously didn't care much, and explained some things, then said: "Today is like this for the time being, Your Highness needs to rest well, Father should also pay attention to the dragon's body."

"Alright." Emperor Baorong's expression eased a lot, and Moshanghua also looked good, "If I can really cure Xuan'er's body, I will definitely reward you a lot."

Mo Shanghua still had that neither humble nor overbearing look on his face, and said indifferently: "My son is just doing his best."

Emperor Baorong saw the flowers on Moshang more and more pleasing to his eyes, and even felt a little relieved towards Yan Beicheng, "You will temporarily live in the palace for a few days, and I will arrange for it."

Seeing that her son's condition had really improved, Concubine Shu felt more pleasing to the eyes of the two, her eyes softened.

"Thank you, Father." Yan Beicheng Mo Shanghua thanked in unison.

Yan Moli looked at the scene in front of him, his eagle eyes darkened slightly, and the palms hanging by his sides tightened forcefully.

"Get up." Only then did Emperor Baorong get up, raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes, only then did he realize that he had been here for an entire afternoon and was deeply exhausted.

Thinking about it, I have to take a few more pills when I go back today. Otherwise, the government affairs at night will be postponed until tomorrow.

While thinking in his mind, Yan Cenxuan, who was originally unconscious, woke up slowly at this moment, and whispered in a very soft voice, "Mother Concubine..."

Concubine Shu, who was about to help Emperor Baorong, was shocked, and hurried over, clutching Yan Cenxuan's hand tightly, tears streaming down her face, "Xuan'er, you are awake."

Yan Cenxuan struggled to open his eyes, and tugged at the corners of his lips towards Concubine Shu.

Emperor Baorong also turned around when he heard the sound, and moved to the side of the bed, his eyes were full of concern, and he looked like a loving father, "Xuan'er, how do you feel? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

Moshanghua, Yan Beicheng and his wife, as well as Yan Moli, who were about to turn around, all paused and turned around.

Yan Cenxuan shook his head with some difficulty, and said softly: "I made my father, mother and concubine worry."

"How could it be? It's not your fault, Xuan'er, Xuan'er, mother's concubine, it's really hard for you." Concubine Shu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, trying her best to hold back the urge to cry bitterly, softly language comfort.

Yan Cenxuan should have been used to Concubine Shu's appearance of crying so easily, his eyes passed over Baorong Emperor Concubine Shu, glanced at the figures behind them, and finally fell on Moshang Hua's cold and beautiful on the countenance.

Mo Shanghua was not completely ruthless, seeing him looking over at this moment, there was a little worry and relief in his eyes.

Yan Cenxuan's pale lips pursed slightly, and he looked up at Emperor Baorong, "Father."

Emperor Baorong immediately responded, "Xuan'er, what do you want to say to Emperor Father?"

"My son is now...cough cough...cough..." Yan Cenxuan just opened his mouth, then coughed twice, and said intermittently: "My son, with his body now, is destined to be unable to marry a wife and have children like ordinary people Now, I beg my father to issue an order to cancel the engagement, so that this son-in-law will not waste the life of the girl next to me, I don't want to... cough cough... don't want to do this."

Mo Shanghua was still wondering why Yan Cenxuan's body suddenly became like this, but now she suddenly understood.

He just... doesn't want to marry a wife!

Could it be that this illness was deliberately set up by him?

Moshang Hua did well as expected.

Yan Cenxuan has been alone for many years, and he and the former Liu Qianqian can be regarded as childhood sweethearts. Unfortunately, the former Liu Qianqian has long passed away, and he has no worries in his heart, and has no intention of getting married at all.

Even for the body of the original owner, Moshanghua, he just saw things and thought about others. All his tolerance and generosity were due to the original owner, and he never had any other thoughts in his heart.

I just want to stay alone and stay alone, and when the destiny comes, I can leave without any worries.

When Empress Lin's phoenix decree was just issued, he didn't react on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil. As a last resort, this method can only be used to force Emperor Baorong to withdraw the engagement for him.

However, since it was the order of the phoenix issued by Empress Lin herself, Emperor Baorong could not change it arbitrarily, so he hesitated a little after hearing the words, and said: "The girl your mother chose for you is the daughter of the old man of the pavilion. It's her blessing to give you, so how can you delay? Don't be so reckless in this matter."

Hearing this, Yan Cenxuan suddenly coughed violently, and his complexion, which had just improved a little, suddenly turned pale.

Mo Shanghua hurried forward to feel her pulse, and when she raised her eyes, she happened to see Yan Cenxuan's sincere gaze.

Mo Shanghua's eyes flickered, and after thinking for a while, he turned to Emperor Baorong and said, "The Thirteenth Prince's current physical condition cannot bear any stimulation. If it is possible, it is best to follow His Highness's wishes in everything, otherwise , I am afraid that the disease may recur."

Emperor Baorong stared fixedly at the pale-faced Yan Cenxuan, and remained silent for a long time.

Yan Cenxuan was lying on the bed, but his eyes kept looking in the direction of Emperor Baorong, "I beg your father to grant you permission."

Seeing Yan Cenxuan's appearance like this, Concubine Shu was heartbroken, she simply gritted her teeth and knelt down in front of Emperor Baorong, "Your Majesty, the imperial physician predicted earlier that Xuan'er might not live to be twenty-five years old, and this concubine knows it is unlucky , but the concubine is Xuan'er's biological mother, she loves Xuan'er more than anyone else, and she understands Xuan'er's heart best."

As she spoke, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, "A woman without a husband will have a difficult life, I think His Majesty will know after seeing His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess, Xuan'er is kind-hearted and can't bear to hurt her neighbors." If this is the case for a woman, please allow your majesty to do so, and treat it as a great virtue for Xuan'er."

After speaking, he knelt down with tears all over his face.

Emperor Baorong still felt a little more moved by this very beloved prince, sighed lightly, and stepped forward to help Concubine Shu, "Forget it, I will make another decree when I go back later, to choose another marriage for the elders and daughters of the pavilion."

Although he cannot marry into the royal family, it is a great honor to be granted a marriage by Emperor Baorong himself.

Mo Shanghua sighed in her heart, and silently glanced at Yan Cenxuan on the bed.

As soon as Emperor Baorong's promise came, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his eyelids sank a bit, and he fell asleep within a short while.

When Emperor Baorong saw this, he also went back to the palace to rest, and Concubine Shu was also persuaded to go back to his own palace.

The two important people left, and the rest naturally dispersed as well.

Today, Emperor Baorong left Moshanghua Yan Beicheng to live in the palace temporarily, and Moshanghua rescued Yan Cenxuan. Naturally, the people in the palace did not dare to neglect. Next to Xuan's palace, a better palace room was arranged for the couple.

It's just that there are many eyes and ears in the palace, and Mo Shanghua and Yan Beicheng didn't sleep well that night.

What depressed Yan Beicheng the most was that since Mo Shanghua returned to the dormitory, he hadn't said a word to him, ignored him, and was extremely indifferent.

Yan Beicheng was full of grievances, but he was not in the palace at the moment, although he had eyes and ears, at least there was room for the two of them to talk. Now, if there is something important for the two of them, they can't say it directly.

The next day had to go to court early, so Yan Beicheng could only fall asleep depressed.

In the next few days, because of Yan Cenxuan, Mo Shanghua stayed in the palace to take care of him. In order to appease her, Emperor Baorong also rewarded her with many good things. Empress Lin, who was extremely indifferent and disdainful to her, He actually started sending people to her place.

There are also concubines Shu, several princesses, and anyone who has some reputation in the palace has sent people here.

These people are no better than those noble women and relatives outside the palace, so naturally they can't refuse and prevaricate at will. Mo Shanghua has to prepare medicine and make alchemy every day, and has to deal with these people, the whole person is extremely tired.