A traitor

The next day, Su Qinglang entered the palace with a brocade box in his arms.

Instead of looking for Wan Yuzhen, he first came to the only way to Wang Meiren's palace.

He was standing on the cobblestone path, next to an exquisite gazebo, the crape myrtle flowers in the courtyard were in full bloom, and together with the surrounding flowers and plants, they created a very lush scene.

The servants who came and went to Wang Meiren's palace hurriedly saluted him when they saw him: "See Mr. Su."

Su Qinglang looked at the person. Although he couldn't name him, he was a familiar face. He was holding a medicine pot in his hand, which was steaming hot and filled with a strong medicinal fragrance.

He smiled and said: "Miren Wang has been unwell recently, thank you for your hard work."

The servant was very relieved to be sympathized by Lord Shangshu, and replied humbly: "My lord is serious, it is the duty of a slave, there is nothing hard, as long as the beauty recovers."

After a pause, he said again: "My lord, do you want to visit the palace?"

Su Qinglang said: "No, the beauty is sick, it's better to rest more, I won't bother, but in my house, there are a few boxes of blood swallows that make up the body, and someone will send them later."

Hearing this, the servant was very happy and said: "Then I would like to thank my lord... Over the years, the people in our palace have been taken care of by your lord."

Su Qinglang smiled slightly: "One family, why bother to talk about each other, although I have done one or two things for the beauty, but the beauty has helped me a lot, it's all due."

He waved his fan and asked about Wang Meiren's condition, before turning to the main topic: "But I don't know, which imperial doctor is treating the beauty now?"

The servant groaned and replied: "Lord Su doesn't know something. The imperial concubine learned that the beauty was sick, so she called the imperial doctor from her palace. Now the doctor who is treating the beauty is the imperial doctor He who served the imperial concubine in the past. .”

She is as beautiful as a scorpion. Although Wan Yuzhen is not a bad person, she is not a warm-hearted elder sister either.

In the past, it was okay to not bully and oppress Wang Meiren, but when did she care so much about her life?

Su Qinglang thought of this, smiled again, and said: "Physician He Yu has excellent medical skills, and has been treating the empresses in the palace. He is considerate and careful. I am relieved to have him take care of the beauties."

The servant thanked her again, and then heard him ask: "Did the imperial doctor come to treat the beauty today?"

"Not yet..." The waiter said, looked at the sky, and said: "However, at this hour, Imperial Doctor He should be arriving soon."

Su Qinglang silently nodded, and said again: "So, then you go, the beauty is still waiting to drink the medicine, and the medicine will not be effective if it cools down."

Seeing the servant walking away, Su Qinglang stood by the side of the road for a while, and then waited until He Yushan hurried over.

"Doctor He..."

He Yushan was rushing to the bedroom, but suddenly he heard someone calling him, he stopped, looked around, and saw Su Qinglang walking out from a clump of crape myrtle flowers.

He was dressed in a purple official uniform, covered with a layer of plain gauze, a cloud scarf to protect his forehead, and a net crown to tie his hair. It was originally the uniform style of the imperial court, but he abruptly wore it into a different style.

He hastily clasped his hands and said: "It turns out to be Mr. Su, I don't know why Mr. Su is here today?"

Su Qinglang walked over and replied: "Today, I entered the palace to see the empress, and I didn't intend to come here, and I happened to meet Imperial Doctor He."

Wan Yuzhen's palace and Wang Meiren's palace are one in the south and the other in the north. They are hundreds of thousands of miles away.

So, He Yushan looked him up and down, and said, "Lord Su, I have something to say to my subordinate."

Seeing that he saw his thoughts, Su Qinglang was not too embarrassed, nodded, and said: "Yuyi He is indeed a smart person, Qinglang came here today, and I really want to ask you something."

He paused, and then said: "I heard that you have been assigned to Wang Meiren's place by your empress, and now the one who stays with your empress to serve is Imperial Doctor Chen."

He Yushan nodded, and heard him say again: "I remember, this imperial physician Chen is still your apprentice, he is indeed young and promising, so he can treat your empress soon. I have met with imperial physician Chen a few times before. In front of him, he is still by the side of Imperial Doctor He, and I have never had a close relationship with him, so it is a pity."

He Yushan didn't know what his purpose was for saying this, so he could only answer cautiously: "Although Wenxuan studied under me, his medical skills are by no means inferior to those of subordinate officials. Please rest assured, my lord."

Su Qinglang smiled and said: "Of course I don't worry about you being the apprentice of Imperial Physician He, but I don't know why, the empress wants to switch you over, so I am a little worried, come here and ask if there is some misunderstanding in this, if it is the case , Qinglang can also be in front of the empress, why the imperial doctor said a few words."

He Yushan was flattered when he heard Su Qinglang's words, and hurriedly said: "Master Su misunderstood, there is no misunderstanding between the lower official and the empress, it's just that Wang Meiren is ill, and the empress is worried about the beauty's body, so she asked the lower official to come and take care of her." Wenxuan, he worked hard, and today, as a teacher, I can only be gratified and have no conflicts, thank you Master Su for your concern."

It turned out that this Chen Wenxuan had been treating other people in the palace all the time, and his official rank was very small among the imperial doctors, and he didn't even see his mother's face at ordinary times.

One day, the imperial concubine suddenly had angina pectoris. His master happened to be absent, and the palace was in a mess. There was a mistake, so he had to let his apprentice play. As a result, Chen Yuyi's medical skills were as good as Hua Tuo's, and he not only cured the empress. With her heart disease, she became a blockbuster and was favored by the empress.

He also heard that Wang Meiren was ill, and the imperial concubine was sympathetic to Wang Meiren's body, so within a few days, she ordered He Yushan to take care of Wang Meiren, and brought Chen Wenxuan to her side.

Hearing this, Su Qinglang couldn't help admiring He Yushan, the level of serving a concubine is definitely different from serving a beauty.

Now that He Yushan has been robbed of his job by his apprentice, what can he say can only be comforting, there is no contradiction, it can be seen that Master He has a broad mind, comparable to the prime minister who punted a boat.

The set of words has already been set, and Su Qinglang doesn't intend to get entangled, so he said: "If that's the case, then Qinglang can rest assured."

As he spoke, he cupped his hands to He Yushan again and said, "Physician Chen is promoted now, let's have a drink together someday to celebrate him."

He Yushan also saluted him back: "Thank you, my lord."

Su Qinglang smiled: "We all work for the empress, so why be polite, we should have more contacts in the future."

He Yushan cupped his hands again: "Definitely."

The two bid farewell, and then Su Qinglang carried his things and went to Wan Yuzhen's palace.

Today's emperor is fatuous and dishonest, and Wan Yuzhen is not much better. The food, clothing, housing and transportation are almost extravagant, completely ignoring the embarrassment that the imperial court is unable to make ends meet.

Inside Nuoda's palace, there are bead curtains and emerald curtains, resplendent and resplendent, in the censer made of suanni copper, agarwood is slowly burning, and dozens of blankets made of fox fur are spread on the floor.

The maids and servants stood respectfully on both sides, while their imperial concubine sat in the center, with wine bottles and delicacies in front of them, her temples were half-turned, and she seemed to be drunk.

Su Qinglang walked in, stood in the hall and saluted her: "My humble minister Su Qinglang, see your mother."

Wan Yuzhen paused while holding the wine glass, looked at Su Qinglang and said slowly, "Master Su, you are here... Come, drink with me."

On both sides of the palace, there were seven or eight banquet tables. There was no one in the banquet, and it was deserted. She was the only one who was really drinking.

"If you have wine today and get drunk today, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. I am most afraid of loneliness. Every time I drink, I always set up these tables. I am worried that I have no one to accompany me. It just so happens that you are here today."

Seeing her drunken appearance, Su Qinglang continued: "This minister is here to give the empress the pair of jade combs that I talked about yesterday."

As he spoke, he walked to the banquet next to him, leaned over to sit down, and handed over the brocade box in his hand to the accompanying maid.

The palace lady held the brocade box and presented it to Wan Yuzhen. A pair of exquisite jade combs were made of white jade without any flaws. They were inlaid with gold pieces, and the gold pieces were engraved with patterns of dragon and phoenix showing auspiciousness.

Wan Yuzhen raised her eyes slightly, with a charming smile on her beautiful red lips, and said, "Master Su, you really understand women's hearts very well, and every time you give something, I am very happy."

Su Qinglang also smiled: "It's good that the empress likes it, as long as the empress is happy, it is my honor."

Hearing this, Wan Yuzhen raised the wine glass in front of her and said to him, "If so, thank you, Mr. Su."

Su Qinglang drank the wine bottle in front of him in one gulp, then pursed his lips and said, "I've never dared to touch the wine in the empress's palace. It's too strong, and it hurts people."

Wan Yuzhen continued: "When you drink strong alcohol in your bosom, it hurts your heart, and it hurts. Master Su, if you know the pain, it means you are still alive."

A snow lotus-like smile bloomed on Su Qinglang's face, but there was still a treacherous taste.

Asked back: "At that time, people had different experiences and feelings. I don't know what kind of taste you tasted, my lady?"

"Me?" Wan Yuzhen raised her eyebrows slightly, then picked up a glass of wine on the table, raised her head slightly, and put it into her mouth.

"Withered bones and mayflies, drunk and dreaming of death, with no future, why don't you cherish the present, seize the present, and enjoy it. Tell me, this palace... What is it?"

Picking up a piece of moonlight, drinking wine based on the past, what you drink is chic, but what comes out is sad.

The aunts on the East Street sing, and the uncles on the West Street close their doors. Life is boundless. Who can live without a period of melancholy in the past?

Su Qinglang sighed: "Mother, Wei Chen said long ago that in this world, one should live in the present. Looking forward to the future, can you still not let go of those things?"

Wan Yuzhen snorted softly: "Master Su's words are true, but in life, one should have one's own persistence. Chasing fame and fortune can really cheer you up. The palace is also there, but it may not be so easy."

She paused, then asked again: "Let me ask you, if Ben Gong becomes what you said, would you still listen to Ben Gong and be friends with Ben Gong?"

Su Qinglang was silent for a moment, and answered briefly: "No..."

Hearing this, Wan Yuzhen snorted lightly, propped her temple with one hand, yawned, and lazily said, "That's it."

Su Qinglang didn't respond, and after a long time, he said meaningfully: "Doctor Chen, have you already left?"