The hookup of the scumbag

On the second day after Zhou Xiao came to Ganye Temple, her condition, which was about to recover, suddenly began to deteriorate, but she still endured the pain and insisted on praying for her son, chanting scriptures, and fasting and bathing.The accompanying maids, eunuchs and guards saw it in their eyes and felt pain in their hearts. They all persuaded the empress to take good care of her body, but Zhou Xiao still went her own way, and even ordered the people below not to report to the lord.

The lady sighed softly, unfolded the plain white robe, and helped Zhou Xiao put it on: "My lady, why are you so stubborn."

Zhou Xiao took back Qing'er's foot where she had put on shoes, and said quietly: "If he has the heart, he will know, ahem, why should others talk too much, if he doesn't have the heart..." Zhou Xiao smiled bitterly, no longer Talk too much.

"Miss, don't be sad." Qing'er squatted down and said sadly.

Zhou Xiao patted her hand lightly, and said softly, "Bring me the clothes on the couch."

"Your Majesty, you'd better rest a lot, it's important to take care of your body." The woman on the side couldn't help persuading worriedly.

Zhou Xiao shook her head lightly, as if she was talking to herself, "I'm really afraid that one day I'll just go away without a sound."

Qing'er turned her head, covered her mouth and wept silently.

For a moment, the room was filled with a sad and heavy atmosphere.

"Reporting to the kingdom," the maid's voice sounded outside the door, "Madame Zhou begs to see you."

Zhou Xiao barely sat up straight when she heard the words, and hurriedly said, "Please hurry up."

"Crackling—" a court lady helped Mrs. Zhou in.

"Your Majesty, I will take my leave first." I retreated out in a timely manner, and closed the door for them by the way.

Although Mrs. Zhou is nearly fifty years old, she is well maintained on weekdays. Her face, which is similar to that of Zhou Ehuang, even has a charm that Zhou Ehuang does not have due to her age.

"See empress." Mrs. Zhou gestured to kneel down, Zhou Xiao hurriedly waved her hand: "Mother, there is no need to be polite, cough cough cough, Qinger, quickly help madam to sit down."

Mrs. Zhou sat down leaning against Zhou Xiao. She put her arms around Zhou Xiao's shoulders, let Zhou Xiao lean against her intimately, and said distressedly: "Xian'er, why are you so sick? If there is anything wrong with you, How can I be called a mother?"

In front of her mother, Zhou Xiao's usual peaceful appearance was broken. Like a wronged child, she wrapped her hands around Mrs. Zhou's waist and kept crying: "Mother—"

"Mother knows that you are sad," Mrs. Zhou wiped Zhou Xiao's tears lovingly, "The second prince's fate is too poor to bear the great blessings, but you have to relax so that you can live a good life."

Zhou Xiao's tears flowed even more, "Mother, I really want to go with Zhongxuan."

"What are you talking about? Are you going to give up because of your mother's heartbreak?" Mrs. Zhou taught Zhou Xiao in a tone of hatred for her disappointment, and the tears she had been holding back flowed down, "Think about it carefully. Lord, think about the eldest prince, is this how you are a wife/mother?"

Zhou Xiao said nothing, but sobbed softly.

"Okay, okay, after you cry this time, you must be well, and you are not allowed to have such thoughts in the future." Mrs. Zhou patted Zhou Xiao on the back, "What you have to do now is to take good care of your body, and then serve the country. The Lord gave birth to Lin'er, and brought Zhongxuan back, huh?"

Seeing that Zhou Xiao was still silent, Mrs. Zhou felt a little guilty. She tentatively said, "If you really don't have the energy to manage the harem, you can ask Jia Min to take charge of the harem first. After all, she is your own sister and you can trust her."

"Mother!" Zhou Xiao was devastated, "Did you come to Ganye Temple to see me or to intercede for Zhou Jiamin?"

Mrs. Zhou tried her best to persuade Zhou Xiao: "Xian'er, why don't you understand? You are unwell now and can't serve the lord. Then the situation between you and the eldest prince is really bad!"

Zhou Xiao sneered: "Isn't Hu Meizi talking about Zhou Jiamin?"

"Then how can it be the same?" Mrs. Zhou retorted, "Jia Min is your real sister, she won't harm you."

Zhou Xiao got up from Mrs. Zhou's arms and said coldly, "Mother, I'm tired and want to rest."

Mrs. Zhou was so angry when she saw Zhou Xiao's attitude.She scolded sharply: "Xian'er, you are so confused! Do you think this is a matter for you alone? Do you know that this is related to the future fate of our Zhou family. Without the favor of the lord, you want our Zhou family How can the family survive?"

Zhou Xiao leaned against the bedpost, weeping silently.

Mrs. Zhou wanted to continue scolding Zhou Xiao, "Xian'er, you..."

"Madam, please don't blame Miss anymore!" Qing'er knelt down and cried, "Miss' heart is already very bitter, please be considerate and considerate, Miss." After speaking, Qing'er knelt and moved to Zhou Xiao, holding Zhou Xiao cried.

Mrs. Zhou had no choice but to back down: "Okay, Xian'er, don't say much for your mother. You understand the truth. I hope you don't let your mother down again. I'll go back home first."

Mrs. Zhou looked at the master and servant who were still hugging each other and sobbing softly, sighed helplessly, turned and left.

"Why does everyone force me, why do I have to tolerate Jiamin, no one understands me when I ask anything, why..." Zhou Xiao seemed to be in a daze, trapped in self-loathing and unable to extricate himself.

"Miss, what's the matter with you, don't scare the maid, miss! Miss!" Seeing this, Qing'er was terrified, so she could only call Zhou Xiao loudly, Zhou Xiao was shaken by her, fainted suddenly, and fell straight on the bed.

"Miss, miss, come quickly, who will save miss? Come quickly--" Qing'er hugged Zhou Xiao, calling for help in a panic.

Mi Niang had been waiting outside the door and did not leave. Seeing that Mrs. Zhou left not long ago, she was about to knock on the door to ask for help, but she was surprised when she heard Qing'er's loud cry for help. Inside, I saw Zhou Xiao who was unconscious.

She forced herself to calm down, and grabbed the maid who was in a mess next to her: "Go and find the accompanying imperial physician, hurry up!" Seeing that the guards headed by Zhang Yuan had arrived, she bowed , Said: "Please guard Zhang send someone to notify the king, saying that the condition of the empress has changed."

Zhang Yuan frowned, and clasped his fists at Mistress: "I'll immediately notify the sovereign, and hope that the lady will take charge of the overall situation and take good care of the empress." As soon as the words fell, he helped the horse he had just brought in to fly onto the horse, and flicked the whip vigorously , and flew out.

The imperial physician Lin Qingzheng arrived soon, and he trotted over with the maid who led the way. Regardless of etiquette, he directly put his hand on Zhou Xiao's wrist to feel his pulse.

"Doctor, how is your majesty?" Qing'er asked, with a hint of crying in her voice.

Doctor Lin did not speak, his face was heavy, he stretched out his hand to open Zhou Xiao's eyelids, looked at her pupils carefully, then found out the cloth bag with needles from the medical box, spread it out, took out a long needle, and began to massage Zhou Xiao Acupuncture on the temple.

Doctor Lin waited for a while, then gently twisted the long needle on Zhou Xiao's forehead, pulled it out, and put the needle back into the cloth bag.

"What happened?" Qing'er asked again with a trembling voice.

Imperial Physician Lin shook his head in embarrassment: "Aunt Qing, the official has used needles to stabilize the condition of the empress, but excuse me, the condition of the empress is very bad!"

Qing'er staggered a few steps, and managed to stand still while holding on to the table. She questioned with tears in her eyes, "Last time, Imperial Physician Zhang also said that your condition was not good, but didn't your mother get better afterward? Perhaps you have misdiagnosed it?"

Doctor Lin hesitated, and then put his hand back on Zhou Xiao's wrist to feel his pulse. After a long time, he let go of his hand and shook his head: "The lower officials are ignorant, and they can't do anything about your mother's illness."

"How could it be, how could it be like this..." Qing'er covered her mouth, unable to believe it.

"Qing'er, please don't panic," Niang comforted Qing'er, she turned her head and asked Imperial Physician Lin, "Please tell us about Empress's condition carefully."

Imperial Physician Lin pondered for a while before saying: "It's strange to say, last time when Imperial Physician Zhang asked for the pulse of the empress, the empress had aversion to cold and fever, no sweat, wheezing pulse, tight pulse, cough and sore throat, as if Shen Ke couldn't bear it. But the good news is that the empress is recovering gradually, and there is hope for improvement. The phoenix body should be getting better and better, but unexpectedly, it has relapsed again recently. In addition, the empress should have fainted from the stimulation just now, and she has no desire to survive. This... ·The next official really has no way to deal with the condition of the empress."

After listening to the imperial physician's words, Qing'er just kept crying, and Yu Niang didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere in the room seemed very heavy.

"Could it be that the heaven saw that the king didn't cherish the empress, so he called the empress back?" A palace maid gently tugged at the corner of the clothes of a small eunuch next to her, muttering in a low voice.

"Go, go, don't talk nonsense." The little eunuch turned his head and warned in a low voice.When he turned his head back, he found that everyone was focusing on the two of them, obviously they had heard them all.

"Damn the slave/servant." They knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

Qing'er wiped her tears with her sleeve, and said fiercely: "That's right, it's all the king's fault!"

"Qing'er, be careful with your words." Yu Niang stopped her disapprovingly, but did not refute what she said, obviously dissatisfied with Li Yu.

Everyone present bowed their heads, pretending not to hear their conversation.