Imperial City

The emperor leaned on the bed of red sandalwood with five screens of primrose and plum patterns inlaid with marble Arhat, with his elbows resting on the Kang table, his head propped up and his eyes downcast to stare at the scrolls in the book.

The beautiful court lady knelt down beside the pedal, and Su beat his leg with a mahogany mallet.

"What's wrong with him?" The slave didn't say a word, and the sudden sound was startling.

The emperor's thoughts were not beyond the guess of Anxi, the chief executive of the imperial court, but this time he just wanted to play dumb, "Huh?"

He straightened his head from behind, "Who is the Holy One asking? What happened to who?" His tone was innocent.

This old fox.

The emperor threw the book in his hand, turned his head and looked at it gloomyly, Anxi bowed his head.

The two maids knelt down in panic and dared not move.

"Old stuff." The emperor scolded in a low voice.

"Wei Qi." He whispered two words quietly.

An Xi was so happy that she almost grinned behind her ears.

"Returning to the Holy One, Wei Qi is still not fully recovered and is taking medicine."

The emperor frowned, not good.

"What did the imperial doctor say?"

"In the words of Hui Sheng, the imperial doctor said that the inner heart is stagnant, and the body is rushed to attack the body, and the cold air gathers outside, making it difficult to warm the blood and bones." An Xi made up.

The original words of the imperial physician were: Strange and strange, although I am new to the imperial hospital, I dare not boast that the doctor Sai Hua Tuo can rejuvenate, but a little cold and fever are still nothing to worry about, why is my little father-in-law just not getting better?

Anxi knew why he was bad, but Anxi kept silent.

He didn't tell the truth then, and now he won't tell the truth in front of the emperor.

Could it be that Wei Qi is not good at himself, he doesn't want to see you, he doesn't want to admit that he is not a fool.

The emperor took the teacup in his hand, lifted the lid and wanted to drink it, but felt irritable, covered it with a thud, and threw it on the kang table.

"What are you eating? Even a fever can't be cured." The emperor cursed in a low voice, picked up the book again, turned two pages, and then slammed it on the kang table again, "That slave is useless, even the imperial doctor can't cure it." .”

All the servants in the Hall of Mental Cultivation trembled.

An Xi stood behind and remained motionless, but the more he looked at it, the more he wanted to laugh.

Tell you to toss people, but to toss hard, you don't feel bad about our family.

"Let's look at someone else." The emperor rubbed his dragon-patterned jade pendant, "If you don't like it, send that slave to Youting."

Anxi didn't think that he would be willing to send people to Tie Youting, seeing that it was the hottest time, and the freshness was not over yet.

You can't make any more disturbances and implicate Luo Tai Hospital, they are also innocent.

"Returning to the words of the Holy Master, the slave will be bold."

"Say."

"The slave thinks that this matter has little to do with the imperial physician of the imperial hospital. Wei Qi has not thought about food and tea these days, and he has little soup and porridge every day. He is not full at all, and the medicine is bitter. He has no appetite after drinking the bitter medicine. People don't use things. How can it be perfect."

"Is he afraid of suffering?"

"Returning to the Holy Master, Wei Qi can still be regarded as young, and the servant thinks that it is normal to be afraid of suffering."

The emperor sneered softly, as if seeing Wei Qi frowning and unwilling to drink the medicine, kid.

"Let people stare at the meal, put a charcoal basin in the room, and are not allowed to go out. After raising him, tell him to come and see me. If he can't raise it, he can carry it to the secluded courtyard."

"Hey." Really thoughtful, Anxi clicked her tongue, scratching her head.

The master and servant of the Hall of Mental Cultivation in that room were having a chat, while Wei Qi in this room gulped down a bowl of thick black concoction with an unpleasant smell.

He is not afraid of suffering at all.

Wei Qi's mother conceived him in her forties, and he was born prematurely, weaker than others, like a kitten.

Fortunately, the family has a lot of money, and they are raised day by day, and when they are five or six years old, they are as strong as their peers.

But I drank a lot of medicine when I was a child, but it was delicate and precious at that time. With a bowl of medicine juice, my father coaxed my mother to persuade me, surrounded by servants, holding various candied snacks in my hands, and a mouthful of medicine with a mouthful of snacks.

After a long time, the medicine will be cold, and I am afraid that if he drinks it, his stomach will be cold, so he often divides the medicine into two bowls, warms the half on the stove, and holds the half in his mother's hands.

If someone else's child was tossing around like this, his parents would have slapped him in the face.However, his parents felt ashamed, so they were reluctant to beat and scold him.

When Wei Qi was four years old, he saw his mother wipe her face with a towel after drinking the medicine, and the towel was also wet after wiping.

From then on, he took the medicine without fussing, gurgling to the end in one breath, and smirking at his parents after drinking, with the black juice around his mouth, he even reached out to beg for candy.

The past is just the past after all, if you don't think about it from time to time, you will almost forget it.

Wei Qi stared blankly at the bottom of the bowl where the medicine dregs remained. After entering the palace, he didn't get sick very much.

It's not right to say that, it seems that he has taken a lot of medicine in the past few months.

He smiled, put the porcelain bowl on the bed, and walked slowly on the bluestone slab with bare feet.

The bitter taste in his mouth lingered for a long time, so bitter that it made people miss home, Wei Qi lowered his head, covered his face with long hair, and murmured in his mouth: I miss my loved ones so much, I miss my loved ones even more.

I have been thinking about it endlessly, but it is a pity that I have grown up and have no home or candied fruit.

At lunch on the second day, Anxi ordered the Imperial Dining Room to bring up a plate of sour orange and hawthorn cake, and also asked Wu Jiacai from the bakery to make it.

The order of Lord An, the chief executive of the imperial court, is not equal to the order of the emperor.

The eunuch in the dining room thought that the Holy Majesty wanted to eat sour, so he put this pastry in the middle of the third row when setting the meal.

Sure enough, the emperor looked at it several times before eating.

But when the eunuch in the dining room took the cake, the Holy Majesty didn't see how he liked it, so he only tasted a little bit, as if he swallowed it raw.

The eunuch in the dining room dared not take any more.

After the meal, the emperor said: "The cakes on the table are for your personal servants."

Everyone wondered, most of these unused things were given to courtiers or concubines, why they were all cheap once and twice.

"Thank you, my sage, for the reward, long live my sage, long live my sage."

Anxi secretly left the sour orange and hawthorn cake, and asked someone to send it to Tatan, where Wei Qi lived.

He Tanli Xiaofangzi took the snack and thanked him repeatedly.

The little eunuch who brought the snacks was also cheerful: "The Holy Majesty rewarded me again, and the personal servants all have a share. An Ye told me to bring this plate of snacks, which are sour orange and haw jelly."

Xiao Fangzi paused for a while, feeling a little stuck in his heart, as a personal servant, he had nothing to do with the inner palace.

Wei Qi, who was lying on the bed and reading travel notes, had sharp ears and was absorbed in reading. When he heard the sour orange and hawthorn cake, his calm eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked up at the door.

Sure enough, Xiao Fangzi was holding a mahogany carved magpie food box in his hand.

The eunuch outside the door is Wang Fugui's subordinate, and he didn't want to disturb Wei Qi's recuperation, so when he saw someone looking over, he said with a flattering smile: "Master Wei."

When exactly did these people start to change their mouths, Wei Qi was puzzled, and they shouted very smoothly.

Up and down the Qianqing Palace, Xiao Fangzi is a few months younger than me, but because he is Wei Qi's age, he is obviously the youngest.

The rest of them are all older than me, so it doesn't bother me to shout Mr. Wei one by one.

In the past, there were also people with lower grades, and they called each other by their first names, which was not bad.

Wei Qi smiled uncomfortably, he didn't know why the emperor was here.

Last night, the inner servant of the East Nuan Pavilion of the Hall of Mental Cultivation had an unexplained outburst, and this servant witnessed it with his own eyes.

The servants on duty outside might not know it, but those on duty inside the palace know it very well.

He thought in his heart: This master in front of him is probably going to soar into the sky.

After seeing off the visitor, Xiao Fangzi brought the box over.

Uncovered, the sour orange and hawthorn jelly was made into a rose shape, and the yellow and orange were crystal clear. Wei Qi swallowed unconsciously, as if he had already smelled the sour taste.

Xiao Fangzi took out a peony and gold porcelain plate, "Master Wei, why don't you try it now, or wait until after lunch, drink the medicine and then take it to relieve the bitter taste."

Wei Qi held back, he didn't care for the things that person sent, Xiaoen Xiaohui bought people's hearts, and he was afraid that he would suffer again if he ate them.

"No, I don't like sour food, so I'll give it to you." Wei Qi turned his eyes away.

"Really?" Xiao Fangzi was very happy, this was bestowed by the Holy One.

"Well, you even carry the box away." Wei Qi said stiffly.

Xiao Fangzi realized later that this person was probably making a fuss.

Getting into trouble with the Holy One will burn out your brain

"Thank you, Lord Wei, for the reward. It's just a royal gift. It's not good to add people at will. I appreciate your kindness. Take a piece and try it out." Xiao Fangzi thought it through, but he didn't dare to take it seriously. Take the box away.

Wei Qi didn't say anything, what he said was the truth, if you don't like it, if you don't like it, you will give it to others, don't you want to die?

I was angry for a while, but it almost hurt Xiao Fangzi.

"I'm sorry." He bowed his head and apologized.

"Where are you, the little one will follow you." Xiao Fangzi smiled, and stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth.

It was so sour that his face was wrinkled into a ball.

The appearance was so funny, Wei Qi burst out laughing out loud, but he couldn't stop laughing.

In fact, Xiao Fangzi was the one who didn't like sour food. He wanted to vomit but couldn't bear to vomit. After struggling for a long time, he simply swallowed the whole piece in his mouth.

Wei Qi was still laughing, because he was still ill and had little strength, he stopped laughing for a while, his face turned red in a short time, and a thin layer of watery light appeared in his eyes.

It was the first time for Xiao Fangzi to see him so open-faced, but he was stunned, suddenly he seemed to understand why the Holy Majesty favored him.

This guy is kind of real.

Xiao Fangzi lowered his head and curled his lips to laugh at himself, unlike himself, he always wears a mask and dare not relax for a moment. After a long time, he doesn't know when he is really smiling and when he is pretending.

Most of the servants in the palace are like this, they look smiling, but they are crying in their hearts, and they look sad, but they are actually secretly happy, it's very fake.

Wei Qi laughed so hard that tears were about to flow out. A sour snack like sour orange and hawthorn would not be eaten whole by a sour person. Xiao Fangzi, a fool, gulped it down in one gulp.

He wiped the spilled water vapor, a little weak, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't gloat, you are really annoying."

Xiao Fangzi's eyes were complicated, and he was quite helpless in his heart. No matter how jealous or resentful he was, he couldn't hate him at this moment.

He didn't say anything, just poured two cups of tea, one for himself, and one for Wei Qi who was lying on the bed.

"Thank you." Wei Qi took it, his eyes sparkling, and his smile was so pretty.

Xiao Fangzi turned his eyes away, unwilling to look at it again.