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Xu is busy with work, Jiang Zhao spends more time in the imperial study, and it is late to return to the palace, sometimes he even has to wait until Xie Jin is asleep before returning, and there is no one in the early morning, if there is no trace of someone lying beside him, Xie Jin almost thought she hadn't returned all night.

Aunt Qingshi had made some cakes that day, so Xie Jin volunteered to go to the imperial study with her.

He didn't say a few words in the past few days, and seeing that Jiang Zhao's complexion was not as ruddy as before, Xie Jin suddenly said: "The secret recipe handed down by Doctor Zhang doesn't seem to have much effect. "

Jiang Zhao stopped holding the pen, raised his eyes to look at her, and said with a light smile: "When winter comes, we must prevent snow disasters in advance, arrange reports from various places, and border wars are about to break out. It is indeed a bit busy, and the panacea is useless. .”

"There are hundreds of officials in the court, and there are patrols in the local area. You have to change the habit of doing everything yourself. There are so many things in the world, and you really have everything in your hands. How can you take care of your body?" Xie Jin stretched out his hands to hold her cheeks, carefully After contemplating it for a moment, he said with distress: "It seems that you have lost a lot of weight in the past few days. It's time for aunt to make some medicinal meals for you."

Jiang Zhao put down the vermilion pen, pulled her hand down and held it in the palm of his hand, still smiling and said: "I know my body well, Zhang Shi is taking care of it, it's okay, I'll go back to eat herbal diet after a few days' work."

She had crooked eyebrows, but her attitude was very firm. Xie Jin knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he could only frown.

Jiang Zhao was reviewing the memorial, Xie Jin was not in a hurry to go back, so he stayed with her for a while, flipping through a few memorials, and gradually noticed something was wrong.

"Is there such a big change in the transfer of officials in the court recently? They are all strangers."

When Jiang Zhao was dodging, Xie Jin reviewed a lot of memorials for her. Although she might not be able to match face to face, she knew a lot about the names, official positions and handwriting of the ministers.

In the past few days, Jiang Zhao was diligent in political affairs, and rarely brought the memorials to the bedroom. Xie Jin looked through the memorials at this time, and found that they were signed by some strangers. There were quite a lot of them, so he couldn't help asking.

"Official positions in the court are limited, so naturally those who are able will live there." Jiang Zhao responded indifferently, as if this was not worth mentioning.

Xie Jin showed doubts, but she did only have a superficial understanding of the court structure, and Jiang Zhao didn't want to mess around in this regard, so she suppressed her perplexity.

She pressed the memorial and said another thing: "I plan to leave the palace tomorrow."

"Leaving the palace?" Jiang Zhao felt a little headache, and asked her patiently: "Why did you suddenly think of leaving the palace?"

Xie Jin glanced at her, and said lightly: "It's nothing, I just remembered that I haven't seen You'er for a long time, so I should go back and see him, lest he forget me as an aunt."

Jiang Zhao pursed his lips, reached out and pulled her into his arms, and coaxed her softly: "You forgot to go out of the palace last time and almost didn't come back? I can't rest assured that I will let you go out again. If you really miss him, I let Xie Hui bring his wife and children into the palace to see you."

"My brother is not related to His Majesty, so calling him to bring his wife and children into the palace for no reason is not a joke?" Xie Jin shook his head, stretched out his hand and poked her cheek, "Don't worry, the Marshal is not in the capital, who would dare to stop the palace?" carriage?

If you are worried, let me take He Langjiang back, with his skill, probably no one will take me away. "

"It's better not to go out." Jiang Zhao still disagreed, and couldn't find a reason, so he just hugged Xie Jin's waist, "Just treat me as if I have lingering fears and feel sorry for me, so don't go out of the palace for now, otherwise I will definitely not care about political affairs, lovesickness will become sick."

Xie Jin was so entangled by her that she had no choice but to respond first, but Jiang Zhao made her swear that she would never leave the palace without authorization, and asked her to take the gold medal back when she returned to the bedroom at night, which seemed extremely deliberate.

She has been really not quite right lately.

When they slept together in the same bed at night, Jiang Zhao lay obediently by his side, making Xie Jin unable to stop thinking about it.

She had an intuition that Jiang Zhao must have something to hide from her, but there are limited sources of information in the deep palace, as long as Jiang Zhao really doesn't want her to know, she really can't find out.

And Jiang Zhao's attitude is also very obvious, even if she is not allowed to leave the palace, he will not tell her the reason.

But the more she behaved like this, the more worried Xie Jin became, always feeling that some uncontrollable things had happened, which made Jiang Zhao be on guard like an enemy, for fear that she would know something.

Xie Jin almost stayed up all night, and Jiang Zhao got up when the sky dawned. She closed her eyes and fell asleep, pricked up her ears to listen to the palace servants serving Jiang Zhao to wash, and heard Gao Shengan lower her voice and say: "Xiao Yuan The son said that His Majesty coughed up blood again yesterday? What is going on with you, this old slave is really anxious to death."

"Be quiet, don't wake up Jinniang." Jiang Zhao scolded him, and said calmly, "I'm fine, haven't I already taken my medicine? It will be fine in a while."

Gao Sheng'an whispered again: "My slave sees that Imperial Doctor Zhang's medical skills are getting worse and worse. Let's ask another imperial doctor to take a pulse. If you continue like this, this slave will really sue Mr. Xie."

"You think about it before you speak." Jiang Zhao's voice was still faint, but there was a hint of threat, and he said to Gao Sheng: "Didn't you transfer-teach two servants for me? In the future, I will have enough people around me, so you just wait. The horse supervisor feeds the horses."

Under the blatant threat, Gao Sheng'an didn't dare to be angry or speak up, so he could only shut his mouth resentfully.

There were some small movements again, and with a slight sound of closing the door, the hall finally returned to calm. Xie Jin curled up under the quilt and bit his lower lip, looking dazed, and it took him a while to recover.

Her mind was full of the words coughing up blood, and she couldn't sleep, she got up soon after Jiang Zhao left and didn't care about breakfast, and went directly to the imperial hospital in the cold winter morning light.

When Xie Jin arrived, the imperial hospital hadn't started to be on duty yet, only a few imperial doctors on duty at night were exchanging medical skills.

She waited for a while, the sky was getting brighter, and there were more and more people in the Imperial Hospital. Finally, she was looking forward to Zhang Shi, who was walking slowly and late, holding two mustard pancakes and eating while walking.

"Doctor Zhang."

Xie Jin called out, Zhang Shi bit his mustache, looked over slowly, and was about to run away.

But he quickly reacted, stopped abruptly, pretended to look calmly at Xie Jin who was walking towards him, and asked with a smile: "Why did Mr. Xie come to the Imperial Hospital so early in the morning? Can it be too early?" Have you eaten?"

Xie Jin ignored his greetings, and directly took his arm and said, "Please borrow a step from Doctor Zhang to speak."

Zhang Shi had a pale face, and kept yelling "A man and a woman can't kiss each other". Xie Jin dragged him to an empty consultation room, and then let go of his hand, looking at him blankly, and Zhang Shi's hair twitched. numb.

"What does Master Xie want to tell me?" Zhang Shi took a bite of the mustache, chewing to hide his nervousness.

Xie Jin didn't play tricks with him, and said straight to the point: "Is Your Majesty having trouble with the Eucharist recently? Please tell me the truth, Doctor Zhang."

Zhang Shi looked down at the mustache in his hand, and said vaguely: "Your Majesty's body... is actually not a serious problem. In some cases, it is a natural reaction. It will be fine after a while, and it will not be a problem."

"Then please ask Imperial Doctor Zhang to tell me what's wrong with His Majesty?" Xie Jin asked again.

Zhang Shi hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head, "Master Xie, if you want to know the truth, you can ask His Majesty yourself, don't embarrass me, a little imperial doctor.

I can only tell you that His Majesty's health is indeed fine. As long as you get through this period of time and take a little rest, everything will return to normal. "

He sighed, frowning, turned and left the consulting room.

Xie Jin stood there for a while, his eyes dimmed, and suddenly remembered something, so he left the Royal Hospital and went to Wenxuan Hall.

After the morning class, there was a break, Xie Jin called Jiang Yao to her side, first asked her about her homework, and seeing her fluent answers, she praised her, and then slowly turned to the main topic.

"Does Ah Yao know, has anything major happened outside the palace recently?"

"event?"

Jiang Yao looked at her, with some hesitation on his face, and asked in a low voice: "Which aspect is Mr. referring to?"

Xie Jin said bluntly, "It's related to His Majesty."

Seeing Jiang Yao's silence, she knew there must be, but this child was early-witted and had his own thoughts in his heart, probably hesitating whether to answer her words, Xie Jin didn't urge her, just looked at her quietly, waiting patiently.

In the end Jiang Yao opened his mouth and said to her: "I heard from my family that His Majesty has had a stalemate with the courtiers recently. Under the leadership of Prime Minister Qin, most of the officials in the court stopped the court to protest in order to force His Majesty to compromise."

Jiang Yao didn't say the reason, but just talked about the current situation, but Xie Jin guessed the reason almost instantly.

Because apart from her relationship with Jiang Zhao, she really couldn't think of anything else that would make the officials dismiss the court.

No wonder Jiang Zhao refused to let her leave the palace, presumably because she was afraid that she would hear the news outside the palace and was planning to solve all the problems by herself without telling her.

This is good, Jiang Zhao's physical condition has not yet been clarified, and there is another tricky thing.

Xie Jin frowned, feeling a mess in her mind, it was Jiang Yao who came to hold her hand, which brought her back to her senses, seeing Jiang Yao's worried expression, she squeezed out a relieved smile.

"I'm fine, Ayao go back to school, just leave me alone." She patted the back of Jiang Yao's hand.

Jiang Yao pursed her lips and didn't know what she was thinking. She didn't listen to her words and went back to the school. After deliberating for a while, she asked, "Sir and Your Majesty, are you in love with each other?"

The little girl in her early ten years old probably didn't know much about love in the world, she just tried to find a word from her mind, and she didn't know if it was appropriate, so she asked Xie Jin and Jiang Zhao's relationship with some caution.

Xie Jin looked at her with lowered eyebrows, and saw her slightly raised her chin to stare at him, her eyes were clear, as if she didn't care about anything, she just wanted to ask for an answer.

She reached out and touched Jiang Yao's head, then bent down to her ear and said, "It's true."

Jiang Yao's face was immature, but his brows were tightly frowned. After a while, he asked Xie Jin again: "Your Majesty likes Mr., so he won't marry others, and he won't have any children of his own, so he wants to adopt the royal family to establish a heir." ,Is it right?"

Xie Jin was startled by her sharpness, and nodded silently.

"I see." Jiang Yao blinked, remembering what Jiang Zhao said to her that day, first asking her if she would like to be emperor, and then asking her to take care of Princess Anle, presumably there is already a candidate for the crown prince.

That little girl who loves to cry and pretends to be good, will be the heir to the throne in the future, and will be the king of Dameng's country.

Jiang Yao suddenly showed some heroic fighting spirit, clenched his fists and nodded fiercely at Xie Jin, vowing: "Don't worry, sir, I will never let you and Your Majesty down!"

"you……"

Xie Jin wanted to ask, what do you mean by that, but Jiang Yao had already run away.

Looking at Jiang Yao's back that quickly disappeared from sight, she stretched out her hand to press the swollen temple, and stood there for a while, as if she had made up her mind, she turned and left the Wenxuan Hall.