Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

The smell of ambergris permeated the entire hall. This was the first time Song Jingwen stepped into the emperor's bedroom. He sniffed and felt that the scent of amber lingering on the tip of his nose was probably a sweet amber fragrance mixed with a fragrant woody fragrance. .

It was the same fragrance as the one that He Qianheng was contaminated with last time.

The imperial physicians were not sure that He Qianheng had smallpox. Smallpox is a fatal disease. If you say this, you have to be responsible. The consequences of talking nonsense are beyond the reach of your heads.

A group of imperial doctors also covered their faces and put on rubber gloves. When they saw Song Jingwen coming in, they immediately surrounded them and revealed their diagnosis results to them.

"Your Majesty's illness came on urgently, with persistent high fever, sore back, and weakness in limbs." Jian Yang, the chief physician of Tai Hospital, sighed sadly, and said in a low voice, "It was a rash before, but now it has developed into pimples. Moreover, this The disease is contagious!"

Jian Yang and the rest of the imperial physicians looked at each other, their hearts were like mirrors, two maidservants had already been infected.But this news was blocked, and people were secretly resolved.

This symptom is probably smallpox, but these imperial physicians were frightened by He Qianheng, and they hesitated about the disease.

After all, the new emperor got this disease when he ascended the throne. If someone took the opportunity to make trouble and talk about heaven's punishment, the crime would be serious.

Furthermore, as a doctor, it is natural to know that the patient's mentality has a great influence on overcoming the disease. If the person who confessed to the terminal illness is smallpox, what should His Majesty do?

A group of old foxes are just waiting for him to open this mouth!

Song Jingwen knew that it wasn't that the group of imperial doctors didn't diagnose them, but they didn't dare to speak up. He subconsciously frowned, and said in a cold tone, "Can't you just say it, don't care if it's smallpox or not, just this situation Why do people evacuate and keep them infected together?"

Jian Yang habitually touched the white beard on his chin, but he forgot that he was wearing a mask, and when he touched the gauze, he withdrew his hand embarrassingly, "It's okay for us to stay outside, the risk of infection is relatively low The more we can't retreat at this time, the emperor's dragon body should be the most important thing, and we are willing to go through fire and water for your majesty."

All the imperial physicians showed their loyalty and agreed in unison, "Through fire or water, I will do whatever I can!"

The originally slightly loud voice rushed up all of a sudden, making the corners of Song Jingwen's mouth twitch.

This move is too deliberate!He is definitely an old slicker in the officialdom!

There was a sound of beating in the room, mixed with He Qianheng's feeble roar, "Get out! Get out! What use are you for, ahem... a bunch of trash!"

Song Jingwen's heart trembled, and he raised his eyebrows suspiciously at Jian Yang. The latter was used to this kind of scene, so he curled his neck and whispered, "Your Majesty is in a bad mood, why don't you go in later?"

"You really perfectly interpret what it means to be inconsistent." Song Jingwen glanced at a group of imperial doctors who pushed himself into it intentionally or unintentionally, stretched out his hand and slapped them away politely, and said with a smile, "Who is it to me? Does it make sense? Veteran gangsters, wait for me to come out and settle accounts with you."

Jian Yang squinted his eyes, beat his chest in pain, and said to himself, "It's all because of the incompetence of the ministers. Your Majesty wants to take good care of the dragon's body."

Two little eunuchs and two little palace maids came out tremblingly to chase them away, accompanied by the sound of "bang dang" smashing behind them.

Song Jingwen snorted, adjusted his equipment, and the tension that had just disappeared rose back.

He vaguely remembered that his body had never been vaccinated...

"Get out!" He Qianheng thought it was that old Jian Yang who came in again, he got angry with half-closed eyes, and leaned against the head of the bed with a pale face.

Song Jingwen's footsteps paused, and he saw the man sitting at the end of the bed in the empty bedroom.These two people, one at the head of the bed and one at the end of the bed, can't stand each other.

Yuan Moyi lowered his head, stirring the medicine in the bowl with all his heart, raised his head when he heard the sound of footsteps not right, then put down the medicine bowl in his hand and greeted him, straight to the point and said, "You are here, give it to me quickly." Look, Your Majesty."

He Qianheng slightly opened his eyelids, his eyes were filled with darkness, he stared at Yuan Moyi with an unfriendly expression, and asked coldly, "You asked him to come?"

Yuan Moyi was silent for a while, then turned to Song Jingwen and repeated, "What are you doing in a daze, come here."

Seeing Song Jingwen's refusal to come over, he trembled in his heart, and had a vague premonition.But when he was disemboweled, he could be rescued.Now there are a group of imperial doctors on standby at any time, he doesn't believe that Song Jingwen has nothing to do!

He Qianheng suspected that he had heard it wrong, otherwise how could he hear the crying in Yuan Moyi's voice.

Song Jingwen stood one meter away, staring at the other party's horrific face, and Chong Yuan waved his hand, "It should be you who came here, you didn't even wear gloves, you didn't do any protection, and you haven't been infected yet. It's also a miracle."

"It's indeed smallpox, you'd better come here to disinfect it."

That's why Song Jingwen dared to reveal the real condition so unscrupulously. Although smallpox was a terminal disease in ancient times, the mortality rate did not reach 100%.

In modern times, it can be cured completely, so Song Jingwen didn't shrink back like them.

He Qianheng suddenly lost his temper, staring at a pair of round eyes and throwing the pillow towards Yuan Moyi angrily, "Get out of here! I told you, I don't want you to come here, you are resisting the order!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," Yuan Moyi didn't retreat but advanced, tightly gripping He Qianheng's thumping hand, patted the other person's back and coaxed, "Mo Mo is not afraid, I am here, I will accompany you."

The cold-blooded and ruthless emperor was held in Yuan Moyi's arms like a child, and he closed his eyes in despair, already going through everything behind him in his mind.

The sharp nails dug into his palm, he hesitated, what would Brother Mo do if he died right away.Or should I die with him?You can also be a pair of mandarin ducks in Huangquan.

Song Jingwen was dumbfounded by their life-and-death separation, stomped his feet and said, "Yuan Moyi, let him go quickly."

Who would have thought that Yuan Moyi, who has always been taciturn, would be so stubborn, not only instructing the eunuch Li Duo to invite people behind his back, but also dared to issue orders in front of the emperor, he waved to Song Jingwen, "Go out, this matter must be kept secret , You didn’t see anything or hear anything today.”

"If a country has no king, wouldn't the foundation be unstable?"

He Qianheng snorted, and smiled eccentrically, "There are too many people who want to sit in my seat, so I'm afraid no one will take it?"

Song Jingwen choked for a moment, stopped playing charades, and said bluntly, "Smallpox can be cured, so don't be so sad."

The two people present immediately locked onto Song Jingwen's figure tightly, but Yuan Moyi came back to his senses first and shook his head suspiciously, "Don't be joking."

"I cured you, didn't you?" Song Jingwen copied his hands, raised his chin to Li Duo who was outside, asked for pen and ink, and scribbled something full on a sheet of paper.

Yuan Moyi snatched it away in a hurry, the more she looked at it, the more frightened she became, "Isolation? Disinfection? At least forty days?"

He Qianheng leaned on the other party proudly and proudly, and followed her happily, "Just do as you say, but Yuan Jiu can't leave, he has to accompany me."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head pitifully, and his arms had already wrapped around Yuan Moyi's waist forcefully, "Are you going to leave me?"

Song Jingwen slandered, are you looking like you want to let him go?

Yuan Moyi shook his head honestly, not thinking about his own safety at all.He was glad that he stopped Song Jingwen halfway, His Majesty was saved!

Song Jingwen stared at He Qianheng's ghastly appearance without saying a word, and couldn't bear to remind him, "Smallpox is contagious, you two...well, there is no guarantee that there is no risk."

He Qianheng's face darkened a few times, and Song Jingwen added with a smile, "Lend him to me for three days first, and then there will be no risk for him to contact you again."

He Qianheng was suspicious of his words, "If it's really that amazing, why are you standing so far away?"

Song Jingwen spread his hands helplessly, "I was called here temporarily, what can I do, it's not like I haven't done a series of protection yet."

After He Qianheng said a few words, he became tired and scratched his face lazily.

"Don't scratch it," Song Jingwen hurriedly reminded.

He Qianheng, who was tightly pressed by Yuan Moyi, was happy again, and his skin was really smooth and tender after soaking in milk every day. He said happily, "One day."

Song Jingwen took a step back angrily, not daring to touch anything in the room.It's all viruses, it's terrible!

Just one day at a time, it doesn't take too long to get vaccinated.However, it is still necessary to hit He Qianheng hard!

Song Jingwen watched casually as Li Duo led people to move a pile of boxes and followed behind, and couldn't help feeling that buying and selling made money so fast!He also acts as a middleman and earns a huge difference.

The red sun slowly set, and dark colors surged from the horizon.

Standing alone outside the palace gate, his graceful figure contained great charm.Only those who have personally experienced it will know how thin the waist is, and it is really full of grip, making others envious!

Song Jingwen narrowed his eyes, and unconsciously quickened his pace. He covered the man's eyes from behind, and sprayed his warm breath on the man's neck, "Why are you here? Are you freezing?"

Xie Feng shook his head, his eyes under Zhang Xia blinked, his slender eyelashes seemed to sweep over Song Jingwen's heart, and he joyfully went to hold Xie Feng's hand.

The tentacles were all cold, "Just wait at home, what are you doing here?"

Xie Feng shook his hand and stuffed a candy into his mouth, "I'm afraid you're hungry, so I'll bring you some candy."

Giving candy was just an excuse, not because he was afraid that Song Jingwen would never come back.Was hurriedly called away, how could he sit at home alone.

Song Jingwen knelt down and wanted to carry him on his back, but fortunately there was no one else on the street, Xie Feng shyly buried his head on his back.

Song Jingwen was still dissatisfied with this posture, grabbed his two hands and put them on his heart, and talked about the emperor's condition one after another, "Your Majesty really got smallpox, and it's strange, how did you get it?" It's a virus. This reminds me of one thing, you and our son haven't been vaccinated yet, this thing works, you can get an injection when you go back."

Xie Feng lay on his back, his two calves were swaying, and said, "I don't want to hit him, it hurts!"

He is someone who has watched the drama, and the injections are made by pushing things into the blood vessels with a needle, and some people jumped up in pain!

"It doesn't hurt, just treat it as being bitten by a mosquito." Song Jingwen laughed at him, "My arms are always open, if it hurts, I will burrow into it, and I won't charge you."

Xie Feng bit his ear in embarrassment, and hummed with a smirk, "I won't be in pain if you're not by my side, you are the source of my addiction, and I'll melt when I meet you."

Song Jingwen twitched his legs and galloped forward, shaking with joy, "How can you learn how to talk about coquettish language? It's a set of suits. That's it! Thank you, cute, I'll flip your brand tonight!"

Smallpox has spread in a small area in the palace, but He Qianheng's body has a great complexion. The ambergris in the palace is replaced by the smell of medicinal materials. Sixteen medicinal materials such as realgar, orpiment, and cinnabar have been burned for 30 days. left and right.

The key to this is the antibiotics delivered by Song Jingwen himself every day, and the recipes prepared by the imperial physicians are a good supplement of nutrition.

The source of the disease has been brought under control, but people still die one after another in the palace.

He Qianheng naively asked Yuan Moyi to feed him porridge, and absently listened to Yuan Er's report on the movements in the palace, "Then go and check, do you want me to teach you?"

Yuan Er lowered his head the whole time, and replied without squinting, "Lao Qi has already gone to investigate. Those people all died of smallpox, but they were not the people around you."

"Have all the people who contracted smallpox been dealt with before?" He Qianheng frowned, showing a tendency to get angry, "Is it still safe to burn to ashes?"

It was Song Jingwen's suggestion to burn the corpse, and now He Qianheng is very concerned about his words, and in his spare time, he still thinks about the reason why Taoist priests entrusted Song Jingwen with dreams instead of delaying himself.

He complained aggrievedly to Yuan Moyi, who, concerned about the patient's emotions, said in a gentle voice, "The Taoist probably can't resist the majesty of the emperor, how dare he finger the fate of the real dragon at will."

Two days later at night, Yuan Qi jumped down from the beam of the house, and said respectfully, "There is a female corpse in the well, and people who have smallpox have used the water from this well."

Just as He Qianheng was about to scold Eunuch Li for not doing things quickly, Yuan Qi said unhurriedly, "...and this female corpse died earlier than your Majesty, you contracted smallpox."

He Qianheng slapped the table with his palm, and the bowls and chopsticks scattered on the table. He angrily kicked the entire table over, "How courageous! The plot is on my head."

He squinted his eyes and smiled evilly, "If you don't find out who it is, you don't want to live!"

Yuan Qi's hands trembled, and he confessed, "A little maidservant in Concubine Shou's palace, she had contact with before she died..."

Yuan Qi's eyes flickered for a moment, and he said bravely, "Mr. Yuan."

"Ridiculous!" He Qianheng kicked the other person in the heart, until blood flowed from him, and told him to go down to receive the punishment with red eyes.

It's a bit indiscriminate.

After the person left, He Qianheng grabbed Yuan Moyi's wrist with a stern face, and said inexplicably, "Did I tell you to keep you away from that old woman? If you insist on not listening, is she not reassuring, huh? "

When Yuan Moyi heard the maid's name, Yuan Moyi was shocked. The handkerchief confiscated by He Qianheng belonged to that woman.

And the peace talisman under his pillow!

The concubine understood He Qianheng's habits and knew that he mostly stayed in Yuan Moyi's bedroom.He Qianheng had contracted a cold again recently, so how could he not be infected!He and He Qianheng, one of them will always be tricked!

It was all his fault that he was angry and didn't explain, Yuan Moyi turned her neck in pain to admit her mistake, "I'm going to kill her now!"

The author has something to say: Note: There are many celebrities who were infected with smallpox in history, and most of them died. However, the historical celebrities who survived smallpox include Kangxi, the holy ancestor of the Qing Dynasty——Aixinjueluo Xuanye.

Sixteen medicinal materials such as realgar, orpiment, and cinnabar are used to burn in front of the court in the morning or evening, which can disinfect and prevent epidemics.

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottle of nonoat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!