My Empress is My Bad Girl

Zhao Yuanjing returned to Chengqian Temple.

Yundai had been settled down, mainly because there was nothing to clean up, she didn't bring anything, just took a new set of bedding in the emperor's palace.

She was leaning against the bedside, drinking soup with her spoon.

Zhao Yuanjing has rarely seen her sober so early lately. He sat over with a smile, touched her cheek, and said: "It looks good today. How do you feel when you arrive at my Chengqian Palace?"

"Perhaps the emperor has noble arrogance. When I got here, I really felt lighter." Yun Dai smiled.

"Really?" Zhao Yuanjing looked at her carefully.

She had been chaotic before, and even when she was awake, she was tired and blank.

Looking at it now, his eyes became clear.

"Then you will live here well." Zhao Yuanjing was a little pleased, and glanced at the room, "Why are there only Qingyi and Ziyi? There are too few people serving. I asked Shanggong Bureau to send some more people to serve."

Yun Dai shook her head: "It's enough to have a few of them. There are so many people, it is inevitable that your hands are mixed. I don't like it."

Zhao Yuanjing didn't want to go against her, so he smiled and said, "That's it, that's all."

At this time, Liu Dequan came in with his hands down and said, "The emperor, Ouyang's imperial doctor asks.

"Ouyang, an old man, still has a face in front of me?" Zhao Yuanjing snorted coldly.

Ever since Yundai fell ill, he has taken away more than half of the imperial doctors from the hospital, and stopped coming to the palace. He stayed at home every day and threatened to never go out unless he found a way to heal the empress.

It's been almost a month, but he can't afford it.

"Let him in, I have to see what nonsense he has to talk about."

Ouyang trot in.

Yun Dai was startled when she saw it, and smiled softly: "How did Ouyang become like this?"

I saw the imperial physician Ouyang in a rumpled official uniform, with messy hair and a long beard. Seeing my eyes turn blue, as if I haven't slept for hundreds of years.

Ouyang came over to salute, and saw Yun Dai's face still tender and sweet, and said bitterly: "The empress is sleeping well, but Weichen hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time."

Zhao Yuanjing asked: "Ouyang, don't you hide it in your own home, and come here to let me chop your head?"

Ouyang's neck shrank.

He also heard that the emperor's temper became a bit violent because the empress's condition could not be relieved for a long time.

He hurriedly said: "The emperor calms down his anger. It will still be useful to keep the head of the Weichen. The Weichen finally lived up to expectations and found a cure for narcolepsy."

"Didn't you say that the queen's illness is related to her head injury?"

"The minister can now be sure that the sickness of Niang Niang has nothing to do with her head injury."

"That is how the matter?"

"The cause of this narcolepsy is very complicated, and there may be many reasons. Specifically, Weichen can't say it..."

"You--" Zhao Yuanjing wanted to kill.

Ouyang quickly said: "The emperor calmed down his anger. Although Weichen has not found a specific cause, he has found a way to alleviate Niang Niang's condition."

"You are treated immediately. If the queen's symptoms do not improve, I will strip off your official uniform and let you stand in the sun for an hour at noon!"

This kind of scorching heat, let alone an hour, can't stand the incense time.

Yun Dai raised her sleeves, pressed down a yawn, and smiled sleepily: "The emperor, don't scare him. Ouyang, you just need to heal him, but...the palace is going to sleep for a while."