Imperial Favour

He fell from such a high horse and was pressed on his lower abdomen again. Tang Zhuozuo was so small that he had always held it in his arms with great care in the past. How could she bear the pain?

Huo Qiu rubbed his eyebrows, his bright yellow sleeves brushed over the corner of his eyes, and after a moment he kicked the chair beside him, and the precious pear wood chair fell apart.

The people in the tent shook themselves.

The doctor had a second visit, and when he let go of his pulse hand, his complexion was already twelve minutes dignified.

For some reason, Huo Qiu's eyelids suddenly throbbed a few times.

This imperial physician is the imperial physician Li with the most brilliant medical skills in the imperial hospital. He belonged to the Huo Qiu faction early. At this moment, he stroked his beard and sighed secretly.

"What happened to the queen?" Huo Qiu held his hands, his expression was as dark as the Hell of the underworld.

The doctor Li looked at the kneeling people in the room vaguely, and knew the word that people are too mixed, so he considered it, and said: "The emperor, can you hold back?"

As soon as Huo Qiu heard this, his heart hung high, his voice was so hoarse that he waved at the person below: "Go down."

So in this small tent, except for the one who was in a coma, there were only Doctor Li and Huo Qiu, one standing with a face sinking like water, the other kneeling cautiously.

"The emperor, the empress fell off the horse. The scratches on the outside are not a hindrance. It won't be long after applying the ointment, and it won't leave scars."

Huo Qiu's complexion eased a little, but before he stretched his eyebrows a little, he listened to the doctor Li then said: "The minister just took care of the pulse for the empress, and I don't know if I should say something wrong."

"Say!"

The doctor Li wiped the sweat from his forehead, not daring to look at the face of the Emperor Nian, and then said: "Girl Mu Ge fell from the horse and happened to land on the belly of the empress."

Having said this, he swallowed, and simply confessed, "The mother's body is inherently weak, so this will hurt the root cause. In the future..."

"In the future..."

Huo Qiu said in a deep voice: "What do you hesitate to do, say!"

The doctor Li gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said, "The mother may not get pregnant in the future!"

As soon as he said this, he dared not look up again. It is said that it is difficult to get pregnant, but the chance of getting pregnant in the future is even negligible. If it is said that the person lying in it is someone else, it is the master.

That's the lord of the harem!

Once this kind of news spreads and is used by those who are interested, he can even imagine that within ten days of effort, all the notes on the desk of Emperor Chongjian would be re-established after applying for abolition.

Because the emperor loves the Changchun Palace alone, and he has been reluctant to add newcomers, those old ministers and newcomers who have girls of school age in their families have long complained. Now, is this reason just a timely rain?

Regardless of the matter, it is a crime for a single queen to do nothing.

Huo Qiu's body was stiff and unbelievably stiff. He clearly felt that it would be difficult to move his fingers, but he abruptly crushed the tea cup in his hand into broken pieces, and the warm tea flowed down and dripped onto his clothes, making him cold.

"This matter... is there a way to heal it?" His voice was hoarse every word, and every time he said a word, his heart felt as if he was going through the flesh.

The doctor Li had his head lying on the ground and never got up. Now after listening to Huo Qiu’s question and thinking carefully for a while, he regretted: “Everything in this world has traces to follow. It’s just that the minister is stupid. Wait for medical skills."

"The Queen's body is known to the emperor. She is already weak and weak, but now she has just passed her little life, and her lower abdomen has been hit again. This is..."

The implication is that there is little hope.

Huo Qiumeng closed his eyes, walked a few steps back and forth in the room, and asked, "Is there a way in Jiangjianxi?"

"The emperor is full of honor. Although Jiang Jianxi is known as a genius doctor, he has never been proficient in women's diseases."

In the November sky, the sun was shining and it was even a little hot. Huo Qiu glanced behind him. Under the thin bed curtain, the woman's body couldn't be more slender.

Suddenly, my heart felt a little cold.

She was still entangled in his arms, boasting of Liu Xiaoxiao's cute appearance. He still remembered her expression at that time. There was a soft smile between his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth. Two sweet pear vortex.

That is the look that no man can escape from.

Huo Qiu didn't dare to think about it anymore. There was a coldness in his eyes, and he indifferently ordered: "This matter is rotten in my stomach, and no word is allowed to leak out."

Doctor Li was naturally well-measured. Just when he was bending to retreat, Huo Qiu suddenly said with a dull voice: "Don't say anything about the queen."

Doctor Li raised his eyes in surprise, but nodded, "The minister abides by the decree."

The emperor is going to hide everyone from you!

I thought the master would be cold after knowing that the queen was barren, but looking at this posture, it didn't look like the thing he thought.

This Tang family is really a blessing.

After everyone had retreated, Huo Qiu walked to the bed in a few steps and opened the curtain embroidered with begonia flowers and leaves, and his eyes fell on Tang Zhuozuo's pale face.

Just an hour ago, she was still laughing and teasing him, secretly lawless.

She lay still on the bed and made him feel a sense of trepidation. Huo Qiu sat on the edge of the bed and gently shook her snow-white wrist. When she grasped it, she realized that her wrist was so thin that only bones were left.

She was too thin, and she was always a picky eater on weekdays, and she was so indulgent towards her that she passed one eye and closed one eye.

His lips were a little chapped, and his slender fingers stroked her bloodless lips, but his sight was below the Jinbei—that was her lower abdomen.

"Well, I'm still a child."

After a while, Huo Qiu said softly, his expression softened little by little.

After waiting for the tent, Zhang Desheng hurriedly greeted him and reported: "The emperor, the Guards have found out that it was the girl Mu Ge who made a trick on the horse whip, and then she threw it on the horse of Princess Liuli. Girl Mu Ge avoided it. At that time, she was shocked by the mother's horse.

"Now that Princess Liuli has injured her leg, Miss Mu Ge is also dizzy."

Huo Qiu didn't have the patience to listen so much, Sen Han's intention was obvious, "I will be locked up and sent back to Kyoto for trial."

Zhang Desheng hesitated and asked, "The emperor, where is the Khan..."

It's not easy to explain.

When Huo Qiu remembered that sentence was difficult, he felt like he had been pierced by a fine needle. Now when Zhang Desheng talked about this, Sen Han smiled, "I want to ask him to explain it!"

It is not an exaggeration to tell him to wean off children and grandchildren from now on!

Zhang Desheng didn't dare to persuade him any more, and took the people to the tent of the house tower.

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In less than a while, Zhu Liuxue's ankle was swollen and bulged, as if it had been stung by a bee.

Ji Han looked at him no matter how pure and elegant, but his body was extremely powerful, and he held Zhu Liu into her tent in one breath. During this time, she kept her head down and shed tears. The teardrops fell on his clothes and they were hot. Piping hot.

I don't know what is crying.

When Ji Han put her on the bed, the man who had always been precious still got red.

Nanping Wang and his wife had not received any news yet, only two people remained in this small tent.

Zhu Liu wiped away the tears in his eyes, then pursed his lips dumbly and said, "Thank you, my son."

Ji Han just nodded lightly, squatted down and looked at her swollen ankle, frowning and asked: "It should be twisted, is it painful?"

His voice was like a spring breeze, very gentle, completely different from the roof curtain.

Zhu Liu shook his head in a flustered manner. After a while, he raised his eyes and asked, "The elder son knows what's going on with the queen?"

She remembered that Tang Zhuozuo was thrown into a nausea and several mouthfuls of blood came out, plus that she hadn't reported a letter for so long, and she was panicked.

Ji Han saw that the doctor hadn’t come for a long time, listening to be busy with the queen, so he got up and personally twisted the kerchief and put it on her wound. Ordered the Mongolian girl to be locked up."

Zhu Liu’s close-fitting maid’s eyes were red. At this moment, she couldn’t help gritting her teeth bitterly: “The princess doesn’t know, the khan still protected the shepherd at first. Look at it, the evidence is conclusive, how can it be the case?"

Zhu Liu's eyelashes trembled a few times, and his mouth was full of bitter taste.

"It's all because of me."

If it wasn't for himself, how could Tang Zhuozhuo want to participate in such a competition on a whim?

She has always been afraid of these troubles.

I just wanted to support myself for a while and let everyone see her attitude clearly.

Zhu Liu was so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak. A soft and heroic face wrinkled into a ball. Ji Han's heart moved when he saw it. For the first time in his life, he wanted to rub the little girl's hair.

The touch is definitely better than the silk-like stream in the forest.

He was full of a clear and clean breath like glass, but his tone was extremely soft, "Don't blame yourself first, don't blame you for this."

How could it not be her fault? If it wasn't for her to waver from side to side, why would Tang Zhuozuo help her with such methods?

There was nothing for a while, but when the Nanping Wang and his wife arrived, Ji Han said his goodbyes very politely.

This is regarded as a girl's boudoir, it is not easy for him to go in and stay longer.

The outside sunlight penetrated into the clouds and looked at the green grassland connecting the horizon. He squinted his eyes and showed a very clear smile, and ordered the little man next to him: "Go and send a message to Khan. I will ask him tonight. drink."

The young man touched his head and couldn't understand his thoughts, but after all he went.

The sky was faintly dark, and when the storm was about to come, Ji Han suddenly felt a sense of stability.

He has traveled rugged mountain roads, drifted across rivers, seas and lakes, and saw the mountains and rivers beyond. He thought that the girl in his heart would appear in an old town, with a gentle smile like water.

But this girl, who was born in the bustling and lively Kyoto, was born in the boudoir of a high-ranking family, she deviated a lot from what he thought. It was his parents' favorite.

Now it really made him think differently.