Funing Hall

This time, Zhao Shixi thought too much.

When Zhao Cong heard that Zhao Shishi's wound had opened again, he felt a little guilty. It was he who slept with his arms around the small stove last night, fearing that he was the one who touched the wound.

He hurriedly called the imperial doctor over, and watched with his own eyes that the imperial doctor treated and bandaged Zhao Shiyi's wound before giving up.

On the way, seeing Zhao Shishi's terrible wound, Zhao Cong's face paled inexplicably.

Zhao Shishi, who had been staring at him, felt complacent, and took another look at Qian Yuemo.

Qian Yuemo: "..."

She was extremely puzzled, why did Mr. Xiao Lang look at her with such a proud look?

But Zhao Shiyi didn't get complacent for too long, Zhao Cong was still busy, saw his wound was bandaged again, and explained some things like reading less and not being allowed to paint, and then left again.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to bring Qian Yuemo with me.

Inexplicably, Zhao Shiyi wanted to touch the knife in his sleeve again, only to realize that the knife was lost!

Empress Dowager Sun waited in Baoci Hall for a long time, but before Zhao Congde came, her heart became cold again.

Aunt Wang persuaded: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the son said he will come to see you, and he will definitely come."

Since Empress Dowager Sun came back from Kunning Hall yesterday, she has been hit hard.After all, this was the first time in six years that she was completely humiliated by Zhao Cong.Although she refused to admit defeat, let alone admit defeat at this time, she was always a little depressed.Her feelings for Zhao Congde are more complicated, love and hate intertwined. When Zhao Congde looked at her warningly last night, she hated Zhao Congde very much.

But when Zhao Congde entered the palace in the morning and asked the little eunuch to bring a letter saying that he would come to Baoci Hall after seeing Zhao Cong, she couldn't help but look forward to it.She secretly expected that Zhao Congde would come to apologize to her, or even to comfort her.

It was like this many years ago, obviously she knew Zhao Congde earlier than the eldest concubine of Weijun Palace, obviously Zhao Congde liked her also, and obviously they liked each other.Her father insisted on her marrying the late emperor, but that bastard Zhao Congde didn't even have a word of resistance.

She cried and begged him to go to her home to propose marriage, but Zhao Congde dared not say a word.

Later, she was the one who sympathized with him, after all no one dared to compete with the emperor.

But all these years, she has always been considerate.

By noon, Zhao Congde did not come after all.

Aunt Wang wanted someone to inquire about it, so Empress Dowager Sun stood up while supporting the table, and said softly, "That's all." After finishing speaking, she called out again, "Qingming!"

Qingming came from outside and saluted: "Your Majesty!"

"Let the left and right servants shoot into the palace! Tell the commander of the capital to enter the palace! Tell the censor to enter the palace!"

"Yes!"

"Within an hour, I need to see them in the Hall of Yanhe!"

"My servant understands!" After Qing Ming finished speaking, she turned around and left in a hurry.

"Ma'am..." Aunt Wang said.

Empress Dowager Sun turned to look at her, and said calmly: "Auntie, you are getting older, you should rest more in the future, leave things to Qingming, or the little maids to do it. When I was young, you accompanied me Palace, now it's time to enjoy the blessings."

"Miss!"

Empress Dowager Sun held the maid's hand and walked out without saying a word.

When I first wanted to grab that seat, I was unwilling to be used as a pawn.

After the late emperor passed away, she violated virtue and became friends with Zhao Congde again, so she wanted to sit in that seat even more.As long as she sits in a high position, she doesn't just want someone, who will she have?

Who else dares to stop her?

This time, she really woke up.

Last night, she lost, completely.

But how can things in the world go smoothly all the time?She will take back the lost face with her own hands!If she wanted to rob, she would rob it openly, and she would never use those insidious and low-level actions suggested by Aunt Wang!

If she poisons Zhao Cong to death, even if she wins, she will look down on herself.

This time, since Zhao Cong wanted to fight her, he started to fight.

Today's Zhao Cong is no longer the Zhao Cong of the past, the little eunuch of the Baoci Palace went out to deliver letters to the residences of the adults, and after a while, the eunuch guarding the gate sent the news to the Funing Palace.

Zhao Cong's spirit lifted, good!

I'm not afraid that Queen Mother Sun will move, but I'm afraid that she will not move!

If she doesn't move, how can he make trouble?

This kind of Empress Dowager Sun is interesting. As expected, Empress Dowager Sun cannot be defeated in one fell swoop.

It is precisely this kind of opponent that makes it interesting to play games.

This time, he is also bound to win, Empress Dowager Sun has no power to recover, she is just struggling.

Rantao came in and whispered in his ear, then backed out.

Qian Yue sat silently on the left, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty has a happy event?"

Zhao Cong also laughed: "Not really."

"Eventually it will be."

Zhao Cong picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said, "If there is one person who tried to poison, but didn't kill him. Tell me, when will he do it again?"

"There's a saying called 'strike while the iron is hot.'"

Zhao Cong put down the teacup and smiled: "Yue Niang and I thought of something again."

It's just that Zhao Cong is still very puzzled, there must be wolfberries in the auspicious place.But it has been many days now, Qian Yuemo has also taken advantage of his sickness to make some food for him, and he goes to the dining room every day, where he cooks mutton soup every day, but he has never seen those goji berries traces.It can be seen that Jixiang did not poison him.

But if it is not poisoned, what is the use of leaving so many goji berries?

What's even more strange is that Geely searched again later, but all the goji berries were gone.

Is auspicious an enemy or a friend?

Even Zhao Cong couldn't understand what Ji Xiang did.

Maybe he pretended to be sick too successfully, and the other party thought that the goal had been achieved, and quickly withdrew the evidence?But at this moment he is "well" again, and the follower will definitely come again.As for his "poisoning" this time, the appearance he showed did not doubt eating at all.

Zhao Cong thought that the follower must start with eating.

He looked at Qian Yuemo again, and said with a smile: "Although my health has improved in the past few days, and Yueniang no longer needs to serve me when I am ill, she should come to Funing Hall more often."

Qian Yuemo quickly understood, and nodded: "Yes, this concubine should also take care of His Majesty's body, and I will bring soup every day."

"When you entered the palace, the maids in the pavilion were arranged by the empress dowager."

Qian Yuemo closed her eyes and smiled, nodded slightly, and said: "I will be in the pavilion and make soup for Your Majesty with my own hands."

"Then I'm relieved."

Zhao Cong waited for the backhand of the person who harmed him, and by the way urged Zhao Shixi to drink the soup every day.

In Zhao Cong's eyes, Zhao Shishi is a child who likes sweets, and asking him to drink soup and medicine is like killing him.He drank happily the night he was injured, and since then, he has refused to drink again.Chaxi couldn't help it, so he had to come and call him. After he went, Zhao Shiyi was willing to drink the medicine obediently again.

Zhao Shiyi was injured so badly this time that Zhao Cong had to go to the side hall for three meals a day to stare at him and drink medicine.

Another day, Qian Yuemo just brought over the soup and shook his head in disappointment.

Zhao Cong was laughing, he and Qian Yuemo guessed who was going to strike, this time they might strike from Qian Yuemo, they had prepared early, but unfortunately no one has struck.Even Qian Yuemo was disappointed, he thought it was very interesting, but before the two of them could communicate, the joy of tea came again.

Seeing that Concubine Shu was there, she knew that she had disturbed His Majesty and Concubine Shu, so she was a little embarrassed.

Qian Yue smiled silently: "You say, it's fine."

Cha Xi saluted, and whispered: "Your Majesty, Xiao Langjun still refuses to drink medicine today..."

"Alas." Zhao Cong sighed and stood up, "I'll go and have a look."

Qian Yue covered her mouth and smiled silently: "Your Majesty really dotes on the young gentleman."

Zhao Cong was helpless: "This time he was frightened."

"That's right, even the concubine looked a little scared that night. Will the concubine go with His Majesty?"

Zhao Cong nodded, and went to the side hall with her.

Zhao Shishi stabbed himself with a knife like he stabbed a sandbag. In his previous life, he cut people like vegetables. How can he be afraid of taking medicine?

He did it on purpose, he's "doing" a lot now, he's injured, he's the biggest one, and Zhao Cong has to come over to coax him before he's willing to take the medicine.

But when Qian Yuemo came in with Zhao Cong, he became unhappy again, and immediately pulled his face down.

Ji Xiang who was standing by the bed couldn't bear to look at him, and bowed his head silently, Ji Xiang secretly wondered, why did their husband look like a different person immediately after the fight?Really like a three-year-old child!

Zhao Cong walked to the bed and looked down at him: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Shishi looked at the bed sheet with a cold face, but didn't speak.

"Look at you, your face is swollen into a little bun, why don't you take the medicine honestly? If you don't take the medicine, your face will really be like a little bun!"

Zhao Shishi became more and more angry.

Qian Yue laughed silently: "Your Majesty, Mr. Xiao Lang wants to save face, so don't say that about him."

Zhao Cong sat down beside his bed: "Is it possible to eat face?"

Zhao Shishi was furious all of a sudden, why did Qian Yuemo want to intervene?Zhao Cong still agrees with her words?He decided not to take the medicine.

But Zhao Cong said happily to the tea, "Give me the bowl."

"Yes." Chaxi handed it to him.

Zhao Cong touched the bowl with his hand, and said, "It's not hot anymore, come, drink the medicine." He fed Zhao Shishi with his own hands.

Zhao Shishi looked up at him.After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhao Cong's body improved a lot, and his face became more rosy.It is said that Concubine Qian Shu specially made some soup for Zhao Cong, which has tonic effect.He secretly "hmph", he knows where there is medicine that can cure Zhao Cong's illness, so what are those soups of Qian Yuemo?

"Hurry up, it will get cold if you don't drink it, you have to be obedient!" Zhao Cong was a little annoyed, he couldn't always educate children who are disobedient, and he had to be strict when he should be strict with disobedient children.

Zhao Shishi hummed again in his heart, but after all he obediently drank the medicine given by Zhao Cong himself.

After drinking, the honey water was fed by Zhao Cong himself.

Zhao Cong handed the empty bowl to Cha Xi, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and said helplessly, "My heart is clear, but I just don't speak, it's very bad!"

Zhao Shixi didn't shrink back, and was happily tapped by Zhao Cong on the forehead.

After Zhao Cong taught the lesson, he got up and said, "Go to sleep, I have to continue to work."

"Your Majesty, why don't I stay with Mr. Xiao Lang?" Qian Yuemo asked.

Zhao Cong turned around to see Zhao Shishi's displeased face, smiled secretly, and finally took Qian Yuemo away again.

As soon as they left, Zhao Xi immediately ordered Cha Xi to get the mirror.

He said to Ji Xiang: "Zhao Cong's birthday is just two days away, something will happen, you must keep an eye on it. Aunt Wang is an old bastard. Now the Queen Mother is so anxious that everyone calls to the palace, We discuss matters every day, and Aunt Wang will never miss this opportunity."

"I know!" Ji Xiang said after finishing speaking, "Mr. Lang, His Majesty doesn't seem to want to hold a big birthday. The Empress Dowager Sun didn't respond at all. Yesterday, someone from the palace came over and left after talking for a while. "

At this time, Zhao Shiyi didn't look like a young child just now, but sneered: "The Empress Dowager Sun can watch Zhao Cong's prosperity and longevity? If she has this thought, she has already arranged it in advance. She did it on purpose. She can watch it with her own eyes. Kneeling Zhao Cong with all civil and military officials? On the Mid-Autumn Festival, she slapped Empress Dowager Sun in the face like that, and she would not mention it. As for Zhao Cong, he is too soft-hearted, and he doesn't care about these empty things." I also think that for Zhao Cong, eating the longevity noodles made by Wan Tao with him is probably more joyful than the grand and grand Longevity Festival.

He was willing to eat with Zhao Cong, and his painting was finished, so he just gave it to Zhao Cong face to face.

After thinking about it, Zhao Shiyi smiled again.

Jixiang raised his head inadvertently, seeing that he was smiling, he almost knelt down...

Luckily, Cha Xi came over with a smile, held up the mirror and said, "Xiao Langjun, the mirror is here."

Zhao Shishi looked at his own face in the mirror, and it was really swollen and ugly.

After living two lifetimes, Zhao Shishi never cared about his own appearance, but this was the first time he looked at his own face seriously.Zhao Cong seems to like this face quite a bit, so the swelling should go down quickly.

Chaxi said: "Young Lord, don't worry, take the medicine on time, and in three or two days, the swelling will definitely subside!"

If exactly three days later, Zhao Cong's birthday will be over, is it possible that he wants to celebrate Zhao Cong's birthday with such an ugly face?

Zhao Shiyi pondered, and Ji Xiang secretly glanced at him again, thinking, do their lords still remember why they entered the palace?

The author has something to say: Eleven: Today’s medicine is also sweet O(∩_∩)O[happy].