The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Hibiscus tent (40)

It snowed again this morning.

It has been more than two months since I returned from the Southwest Expedition, and the capital of Zhou Dynasty has completely entered the severe winter season.

It was probably because the weather was getting colder, but Shu Le's body never recovered, on the contrary, he was getting worse day by day.

Zhou Sui woke up with his eyes open, and Shu Le, who was made to faint in his arms last night, had already turned out of his arms at some point.

At this time, the thin figure was curled up in the corner of the phoenix couch, wrapped in a thick brocade quilt, almost invisible.

The two of them couldn't notice it when they got along every day, but when they saw it suddenly, Zhou Sui realized that Shu Le had lost a lot.

He huddled there, occupying only a small space.

It makes people look very pitiful.

Zhou Sui leaned over and took Shu Le back into his arms.

I don't know if it was because he was messed up too much last night, Shu Le's expression was full of tiredness, even if Zhou Sui changed his posture, he just frowned and didn't wake up.

Zhou Sui kissed him on the forehead, and then tucked in the corners of his bed, and then got off the bed softly.

Fuquan's voice came from beside the phoenix couch: "Your Majesty—"

Zhou Sui waved his hand, and took the lead to walk towards the outer hall: "Don't disturb the Queen's rest."

Fuquan immediately bowed his head and followed step by step.

Until it was confirmed that Shu Le would not be woken up again, Zhou Sui ordered the palace guards to close the door of the inner hall, and said: "I'll just change my clothes here, and you can go in after the queen wakes up. Don't wake me up." he."

Several palace people responded one after another, Zhou Sui put on his outer robe, and said to Fuquan, "How is the antidote prepared?"

Fuquan hurriedly said respectfully: "Return to Your Majesty, the servant has already presented the prescription to the imperial hospital. The chief physician saw the prescription and said that it is not difficult to prepare, and the medicine will probably be available tomorrow."

"However, the imperial doctor also said that according to the prescription, this antidote needs to be taken every half a month, and the residual poison in the body can be completely eliminated after two years."

Zhou Sui nodded: "After taking back the medicine tomorrow, let the queen take it. From now on, you will go to the imperial hospital to pick up the medicine every half a month. Don't make any mistakes at this time. If there is any mistake in Shule, I will take it from you. "

Fuquan hurriedly knelt down and said, "This servant will definitely discuss this matter three times a day! Your Majesty is relieved!"

The dark color on Zhou Sui's face flashed, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it again.

After washing and changing clothes, he went to the Yulu outside Fengqi Palace, halfway, Zhou Sui suddenly asked Fuquan, "Fuquan, you said that Shu Le's frequent discomfort is related to my poison?"

Fuquan paused when he heard the words, and there was a bit of hesitation in his expression.

He thought for a moment, then shrewdly said: "Your Majesty, General Shu is a military general. He is suffering from countless old diseases when he is away in battle. You don't have to blame yourself for this."

Seeing that Zhou Sui didn't answer, Fuquan persuaded again, "This is the first. Second, you have confirmed that the medicine can be cured when you prescribe the medicine, which means that whether it is Shu Wanyi or General Shu, you don't want to put them to death. .As long as the empress takes medicine on time, the poison will be cured."

Zhou Sui was silent for a long time, not knowing whether he had listened to the words or not.

The emperor's jade car moved forward in the snow, Zhou Sui put down the window screen of the sedan chair, and said: "After I come down to court in the near future, I will send a report to the imperial doctor Huang to see me."

Fuquan immediately answered yes, and then asked softly, "But do you want Imperial Physician Huang to wait for another set of drugs?"

Zhou Sui shook his head: "No need. Now Shu Le has lost his military power and has no ability to go to the battlefield. Whether it's for the Shu family or for himself, he will just stay in the palace obediently and by my side. "

"Since this is the case, there is no need to use drugs to control him anymore."

Fuquan was taken aback for a moment: "Your Majesty, you want Huang Yuyi to help Shu Le quit that medicine?"

Zhou Sui didn't answer any more.

Shu Le rolled a lot on the bed, slept until the sun was on his butt, then yawned, and slowly got up.

It's so cool to be a rice bug.

It's even more enjoyable to be a rice bug with a surname.

Being a rice bug that not only has a surname but also pretends to be cool is simply more enjoyable.

Shu Le climbed out of bed with his aching waist.

This body has become more and more useless in recent days, and it feels like it will collapse soon, Shu Le is going to take advantage of this time to make the most of it.

Anyway, no matter what you eat, you can't suffer.

Delicious.

With her tired kidneys in her arms and a pale, bloodless face, Shu Le precariously picked up the phoenix robe and put it on in the sight of the rushing palace servants.

Shu Le's actions scared the palace servants half to death, especially Qiulan who was at the front.

The old mother's expression was almost flustered, she hurriedly supported Shu Le and said, "Your Majesty, you can tell the servants if you have something to do, why come in person."

Shu Le: "..."

It's not that I don't call you, the main thing is to let the slaves who are old enough to be his aunts come to dress him...

Lele can't do it!

Shu Le numbly finished bathing in the embrace of several palace people, shook his head when Qiulan carefully asked him what he would like to have for lunch, went to the window and sat down.

The stoves burning in Fengqi Palace are the most in the entire palace, but even so, Shu Le, who was dressed in a generous phoenix suit, was still shivering from the cold.

However, even if she was shivering, it couldn't change Shu Le's persistent heart of wanting to pretend.

The old-style window sills were not well sealed after all, so Shu Le reached out and opened a crack in the window, and the cold winter wind blew in.

With a bit of depression taste.

Qiulan and the other old nuns who served in the inner hall all knew about Shu Le's poor health, and they also knew that Zhou Sui was very attached to Shu Le.

Seeing that the Empress insisted on leaning against the window to blow the cold wind, she was so nervous that her expression changed, and they all opened their mouths to persuade her.

Shu Le interrupted what they hadn't said yet.

He sat on the chair and looked out of the window with a blank gaze, as if he was looking at something, but he didn't look at anything.

After a while, Shu Le said softly, "It's snowing."

The palace servants looked at each other in blank dismay, and tentatively said in horror: "It's snowing early this morning... Your Majesty, it's snowing and windy outside, can the servants close the windows for you?"

But Shu Le didn't seem to hear it, and looked at the snowflakes outside indifferently.

A few strands of snow finally floated in through the window and landed on the back of Shu Le's hand.

Shu Le lowered his head to look at it as if he was curious, then smiled at the palace servants, and said slowly: "It turns out that the snow in the capital...is no different from the Northwest Frontier."

Shu Le put down his hands, shook the snowflakes on his clothes, and seemed to want to stand up, but when he stood up, he lost his strength and tilted his body.

He had no choice but to grab the back of the chair with his hands to stabilize his figure.

Shu Le didn't seem to expect that he would be so involuntary, he lowered his head as if to confirm, and looked at the hand that was resting on the back of the chair.

The hand was pale and limp.

There is nothing like the hand of a general.

Maybe no one in this world will know——

This hand once tightly held a red-tasseled spear, and fought in and out three thousand times before the battle.

Invincible, invincible.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, Shu Le looked away.

He seemed a little helpless, but he didn't seem to be there. He put away his hands and put them behind his back. The whole person seemed extremely quiet.

Shu Le paused for a moment, and said leisurely: "Last year, this general won a battle."

"It was also snowing heavily that day. I watched the whole night with the soldiers at the Yanmen Pass, but there was no sign of cold."

Shu Le paused, stretched out his hand and slowly pushed the window lattice, and smiled slightly: "It's only today that I know that the snow is still cold after all."

The author has something to say: Lele: Look, do I have to give [-] points for acting like this?

Zhou Sui: ...Damn it, I'm so flustered.

Wen Rong: Brother, don't be afraid, I'm coming.