I'm pregnant after the regent loses his memory

Remember to take your medicine on time.

Xu Jiashi said this to Yan Sui many times, the most recent time was on the day of Cold Food Festival.

Yan Sui thought, sweating is more effective than drinking medicine, and in some respects, Xu Jiashi is indeed better at curing wind and cold than the imperial physician.

Yan Sui touched the earlobe, it was a little hot, but it was no longer red, swollen and painful.Holding the medicine jar in his palm, he tried his best to recall, when was the first time Xu Jiashi told himself to take medicine on time?

It was three years ago, Yanzhi's birthday.

Yan Zhi is the only son of Yan Xu, who lost his mother when he was five years old, and his uncle's family is sparsely populated, so the prince, who has always been strict in everything, dotes on his son, and it can be said that he is responsive to every request, which makes him arrogant and indulgent. character.

Three years ago, before the eunuchs caused chaos, the East Palace began preparations for King Yong'an's birthday as early as the beginning of April.

The crown prince did not accept expensive gifts, so both inside and outside the court favored King Yong'an, and made decisions about food.Precious food materials from all over the world flowed into the East Palace, and there were still a few days before the birthday, and the little fat man had already become chubby visible to the naked eye.

Yan Sui's monthly routine money is not much, and his pocket is shy, so the birthday gift he gave is really shabby.

Yan Xu thanked him for his kindness, and comforted him: "Others naturally compete for flattery, so there is no need for my own family to see outsiders. Qitai can watch over Jing Yun on behalf of Gu. Gu is too busy to take care of his business, so you can tell him to eat less."

Yan Sui lived alone in the cold palace, and he was alone all day long without finding anything. Of course he was happy to receive the task, and followed his little nephew with good eyesight. He would drag Yan Zhi out of the imperial dining room seven or eight times a day.

At first, Yan Zhi had a fair attitude towards this little uncle who was said to look exactly like his grandmother. After all, no matter how big or small, everyone loves beauty.But being stopped several times in a row and not allowed to eat this or that, Yan Zhi was a little annoyed, and finally after Yan Sui brought a plate of fried fish, he yelled: "Why do people in the Leng Palace meddle in the affairs of the East Palace!"

Yan Sui was stunned, and the fried fish fell to the ground as soon as his wrist was loosened, the plate was smashed and oil splashed everywhere.

Yan Zhi pouted and jumped, asking the imperial dining room to do it again.The imperial dining room looked at the little prince and King Yong'an, thinking that the small kitchen in the East Palace was ordered not to let the little prince eat more, and they dared not disobey the prince's order. With the back of his hand, he ran out.

Come on, let's start the pot again...

The fire is cooking oil behind him, but his heart is like frost.

Before Yan Sui was 15 years old, he hardly stepped out of the cold palace. After he was 15 years old, his elder brother began to show him inside and outside the palace walls.

In the past two or three years, he tried not to avoid his eyes when talking to people, imitating the noble and calm attitude of the prince's brother.Yan Sui thought that he had almost learned it, and this was an ability he should have been born with.After all, in the entire Chen Kingdom, the emperor is supreme, followed by the prince, and then he should be the one. He should not be cowardly.

But Yan Zhi yelled and beat Yan Sui back to his original shape.

Maybe it shouldn't count that way.

Under the emperor is the prince, and under the prince is King Yong'an.They are the noblest and closest family.

And Yan Sui is just a forgotten and ominous person.

Coming out of the imperial dining room, Yan Sui felt that everyone was surrounding him—the maids and eunuchs bowed their heads to greet him, but they spoke quickly and hurriedly.

Yan Sui's nose was sore and his eye sockets were sore, the road ahead was blurred.Accidentally ran into a wall, rubbed his forehead and raised his eyes, only to see the wall smiling at him.

"How many days have passed, and your Highness hasn't cried enough?" Xu Jiashi looked at Yan Sui with his hands behind his back.

Yan Sui hurriedly wiped away tears: "No... no... I didn't cry that day... It's just riding a horse, I've already learned it."

"Does that mean I'm still teaching well?" Xu Jiashi's eyebrows brightened, with a slightly joking expression, "I originally wanted to apologize to His Highness, but it seems that there is no need, and there is no need to send out gifts."

Gift?

Yan Sui never received a gift.

It's only his birthday, and he doesn't hold as much power as the prince, so many people rush to curry favor.There are very few people who know him, so let's talk about giving gifts.

"Actually..." Yan Sui lowered his head and whispered, "I still have dreams these days... I dream of falling off a horse..."

Xu Jiashi leaned closer to listen, and then said: "It is said that the feeling of stepping and falling in the dream is to grow taller. This is a good thing. Your Highness should not blame me."

Yan Sui blushed and was speechless.

It is true that Xu Jia's direct and even rough teaching method is effective, and Yan Sui learned to ride a horse that day.

It is better to look forward and backward than to go forward bravely, and to face your fears only to find out that the worst result is nothing more than that.

Yan Sui envied someone like Xu Jiashi who was easy-going and talkative, and really wanted a gift, even if it was in the form of an apology.

But he couldn't open his mouth.

He can't fight for reason like his elder brother, or act coquettishly like his nephew.

Silently stalemate.

Even the wind was mocking Yan Sui for being speechless.

The longer the silence, the more Yan Suiyue felt embarrassed. He bit his lower lip and walked around Xu Jiashi: "I'll go back first!"

Xu Jiashi grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and stuffed a white jade finger into his palm.

Yan Sui grasped it subconsciously, but Xu Jiashi did not let go.

"Either?" he asked.

Yan Sui pursed her lips, and couldn't hold back the tears again.

"If you want it, just say it. If it's yours, hold it firmly in your hand." Xu Jiashi looked at him seriously.

"I..." Yan Sui opened and closed his lips, meeting Xu Jiashi's encouraging eyes, as if he had been instilled with great courage, "I want it!"

Xu Jiashi let go: "Then, this thing belongs to His Highness."

Yan Sui held the finger tightly, the embossed patterns matched the palm prints - this was the first time that he won something by himself, without any effort, Xu Jiashi would give it to him if he wanted it.

"Thank you...thank you..." Yan Sui didn't dare to meet his eyes anymore, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "thank you Jiashi..."

Xu Jiashi hooked his lips: "The tenth day of May is the birthday of King Yong'an, and the end of this month is the memorial day for the old princess. The child without a mother is pitiful, and Ling Zhang pampered him a little bit, but there is no reason for him to bully the elders. Next time, hit it when you need it, the little fat man's butt is especially thick, and it won't hurt."

Yan Sui was startled, it turned out that he knew all about it.

He secretly weighed the finger in his palm, the size did not fit the young man's slender joints, so it was not prepared in advance, but his own.

Yan Sui was disappointed because the gift was given on a whim, and at the same time, a strange feeling rose in her heart——

He could see the grief of the "transparent ominous man" and was willing to lend a helping hand.He is so nice.

"Thank you..." Yan Sui tightly clenched the wrench, looked down at the ground, "I'm useless, even the prince's elder brother can't do a little thing well."

Xu Jiashi said: "Raise your head, Your Highness."

Yan Sui looked up.

"Disciplining that demon king is not a trivial matter. The crown prince handles the affairs of state well, but he can't do anything about his precious son. His highness has done a good job, and he will teach him a lesson in the future. The crown prince is reluctant, and someone must discipline his son for him."

Although the credibility of these words is very low, Yan Sui is still very encouraged.

"Thanks--"

"Don't thank you." Xu Jiashi said, "Your Highness is too gentle, if you really want to teach King Yong'an a lesson, you may not win."

Yan Sui pursed her lips, it was the truth.Although he is more than twice as old as Yan Zhi, his weight is about the same.Two days ago, Yan Sui was almost crushed to the ground when the little fat man jumped up to ask the little uncle to carry it.

"I will eat more and grow stronger." Yan Sui said.

Xu Jiashi smiled brightly: "If you are asked to beat people, it's not to resist beating. What's the use of being strong? Your Highness, you already know how to ride a horse. Do you want to learn archery?"

Seeing that bright and handsome smile, Yan Sui nodded in a strange way - obviously he still had lingering fears about riding a horse.

Xu Jiashi was very happy that he agreed, and made an appointment at the end of April when the prince and King Yong'an went to pay homage to the princess, and he took Yan Sui to the paddock to learn archery.

Yan Sui went back to the cold palace, lay on the table and turned over to look at the finger puller, and suddenly thought, what does archery have to do with disciplining his nephew?Shoot the child to death if he is disobedient?

It really doesn't matter.

At the end of April, Yan Sui met Xu Jiashi, who was holding a new bow, in the paddock of Shanglin. He clearly saw the word "Ling Zhang" engraved on the bow.

That is the name of Prince Yanxu.

Obviously it was a gift from the crown prince to the crown prince.

As for why he sent it away... Yan Sui sensitively analyzed Xu Jiashi's words, it turned out that the prince not only had to discipline his son, but also had the responsibility of raising his younger brother, but he was too tired to cope with the official duties.

Last time I rode a horse, Xu Jiashi taught me very well.He said that he then taught Yan Sui how to shoot an arrow, and then he got the bow.

Xu Jiashi liked that bow very much, and refused to let Yan Sui touch it, and gave him a smaller one.

In the final analysis, Yan Sui was taught archery because of Yan Xu.

After Yan Sui realized this, his mood faded, and he silently took off the unsuitable finger and put it in his sleeve.Even if my hands hurt from grinding, I still can't learn simple movements.

Xu Jiashi corrected it over and over until it started to rain: "Forget it, let's stop here today."

Once you have the bow you want, you can teach it casually. Does it matter if the students can learn it or not?

Yan Sui gritted his teeth, and made a rare mistake in his life: "No, I want to learn!"

Xu Jiashi looked at the little prince whose eyelashes were covered with crystals, his eyes were red, and he didn't have to lower his head to hide his tears because of the rain.

Poorly stubborn.

"Okay, then continue to learn."

The rain at the end of April lasted from noon to night. Yan Sui successfully learned how to shoot an arrow. He was able to hit his prey even in the wind and rain.

It's not that the imperial physician is not dedicated, but it's mainly because he doesn't take medicine well. He drank half of the bitter concoction and poured the other half, and the potted plants in the cold palace withered.

On the tenth day of May, Yan Sui dragged his sick body to attend the birthday banquet of King Yong'an.In order not to disturb everyone's interest, he found a side hall to rest after showing up, and soon fell asleep on the table.

Half asleep and half awake, I heard a child's voice whispering: "Little uncle won't die, will he?"

Then there was a slap, as if it was slapped on the fleshy buttocks, and the little fat man let out an ouch.

"Little uncle, wake up..." Yan Zhi pushed Yan Sui's shoulder.

Just as Yan Sui opened his eyes drowsily, Yan Zhi handed over a plate of fried fish and almost poked Yan Sui's nose.

The strong frying smell made the sick Yan Sui feel like vomiting.

He moved back a little, pressed his heart, and looked up at Xu Jiashi behind Yan Zhi with his hands behind his back.

"Speak." Xu Jiashi said to Yan Zhi.

Yan Zhi nodded, holding the plate of fried fish like offering a treasure: "I'm sorry, little uncle, I was wrong. The prince said that you like to eat this fish, and you are sick because of slander. I will give you the fish, and I will never eat it again. I stole food from you."

Looking at the plate of fried fish, Yan Sui couldn't laugh or cry, what is a slanderous disease, when did he rob the child for food, his disease is obviously because of...

Yan Sui looked up: "I'm not hungry. Let Jingyun put it down first, I'll eat later."

Yan Zhi turned to look at Xu Jiashi, who nodded, then he put down the plate and ran out happily to continue playing. After a few steps, he stood by the door and turned back: "Little uncle, remember to eat while it's hot, it's delicious when it's hot!"

"Hmm..." Yan Sui watched Yan Zhi leave, "I'm sick and can't eat meat, don't waste Jing Yun's heart. This fish, the prince can enjoy it."

Yan Sui got up, but was dragged by Xu Jiashi and fell back to his original position.At the same time, a bowl of weird black soup with several white marks was placed in front of Yan Sui.

"His Royal Highness also knows that he is still ill." Xu Jiashi looked serious when he was not joking, and the ten-year age difference drew a clear gap. "King Yong'an apologized to His Highness, and His Highness accepted it. How to deal with the apology is His Highness's freedom." .I know that taboos are very good, and you can't touch meat when you are sick, but your highness is too taboo, even medicine."

Yan Sui looked away guiltily: "No...no..."

"Take medicine if you don't." Xu Jiashi pushed the bowl of strange food in front of Yan Sui.

Yan Sui felt nauseous from the bitter taste, but he couldn't take his eyes off the white circles floating in the bowl.

"If you are sick, you should take medicine. When you celebrate your birthday, you should eat longevity noodles." Xu Jia pulled out the chopsticks from his sleeves like a magic trick, and stirred them. "There are not many bowls, so we put them together. Your Highness, eat."

Yan Sui had never eaten longevity noodles.

This is the first time, thanks to my nephew, I got a bowl of longevity noodles soaked in wind-cold medicine.

Holding the bowl in his hands, Yan Sui swallowed the soup and noodles almost without chewing. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the medicine used to make the soup was more bitter, or the uncontrollable tears pouring into the bowl were more bitter.

"Eat slowly, don't choke, there will be more in March next year." Seeing that Yan Sui had almost eaten, Xu Jiashi turned and left, "Remember to take the medicine on time."

Yan Sui put down the bowl, felt the blood flow powerfully, and his tired body warmed up: "March...I..." His voice lowered, "I've never had a birthday."

Xu Jiashi didn't look back and said, "Remember to take your medicine on time."

The author says:

God of Cookery——

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