On the carriage returning home, Jiang Suizhou's face was frosty.
He didn't expect that Chen Ti would be so eager for quick success and instant success that he didn't want to give up any face.
Of course he knew what Chen Ti wanted to do. Inviting Huo Wujiu to go to his courtyard to enjoy some broken flowers is fake. Seeing that the queen master is deflated, he deliberately finds a place for the queen master at his banquet. It is true to flatter the queen master.
After all, he has been following Pang Shao's command, and the official position is not high, so there are not many opportunities to really show his face in front of the post master. Last time Jiang Suizhou withdrew his invitation letter, but instead made a raft for him, giving him a chance to post a laugh.
Sure enough, the postmaster responded in one fell swoop, and gave Jiang Suizhou no chance to refute.
Naturally, everyone at the banquet was overjoyed, except that Jiang Suizhou's originally pretended cold face became a real cold face.
At the end of the palace banquet, the rain outside became even heavier.
In conjunction with the showers, the gust of wind blew, stirring the curtains of the carriage, and there was a lot of rain into the carriage.
For a while, half of Jiang Suizhou's shoulders got wet, but he didn't notice it, staring out the window with a cold face.
He knew that although this palace banquet was not a Hongmen banquet, these people were already full of energy and wanted to take them to the master to make fun. The bright spear and the dark arrow can't be blocked, but he was still very unhappy when he was suddenly used by such a flatterer.
Especially... what should Huo Wujiu do
Xu Shi is always afraid of being hated by Huo Wujiu, and planning for him has become a habit. Although this matter has nothing to do with him today, Jiang Suizhou is still upset because of this.
At this moment, a blast of cold wind came in, making him shiver with cold.
When my throat is itchy, I have to cough.
But before he coughed out, a soft and heavy cloak suddenly fell on him. With a warm body temperature on the cloak, it instantly wrapped him up.
Jiang Suizhou was taken aback, raised his head, and saw Huo Wujiu sitting next to him without a word.
He took off his robe and put it on Jiang Suizhou.
"You..." Jiang Suizhou watched him take off the bigcloak, already wearing thin clothes, so he would take off his robe and return it to him.
Just listen to Huo Wujiu's words: "You just happen to be sick."
Jiang Suizhou held Huo Wujiu's robe in his hand: "Huh?"
Huo Wujiao turned his head slightly and looked at him.
"Drop it," he said.
Jiang Suizhou whispered the big cloak over his body.
Although he said that he is not in good health now, but he has been a healthy person for more than 20 years, so he always forgets that he is a sick man. Unexpectedly, Huo Wujiu knew better than he remembered.
Seeing Jiang Suizhou obediently retracted into his cloak, Huo Wujiu tucked the corners for him easily before turning back satisfactorily.
Jiang Suizhou looked at him.
He always felt that Huo Wujiu's lips were not the right color, and they were a little white when they came, and they seemed to be a little whiter now.
"...Aren't you cold?" he asked.
Hearing Huo Wujiao snorted lightly and glanced sideways at him: "What kind of cold is this?"
When it comes to being cold, Yangguan is called cold. On a snowy night in winter, all the doors of the camp were buried, and they had to dig and kick them before they could open the doors.
In the dim carriage, he raised his eyebrows when he looked sideways, revealing a somewhat rare youthful spirit.
It's a bit like Fangcai Hall, but it's not so aggressive, and even faintly showing off.
Jiang Suizhou couldn't help but chuckled and wrapped the Dacloak.
"Don't be cold," he said.
Seeing him smile, Huo Wujiu couldn't help but stared at him twice.
In the dim part of the carriage, the robe on his legs was soaked. The moisture slid on the injured leg, making his leg seem to have been pierced into the bone by a knife, and it was already painful and began to tremble uncontrollably.
It was because the wheels were busy that Jiang Suizhou didn't feel any movement.
However, I didn't hear it.
Although he took off the Greatcloak and wrapped it on his legs, Xu Neng relieved two points, but he could not see the sick rabbit shivering. For him, the pain is over, but if his Royal Highness Jing is sickened by wind, rain and cold again, he will have a fever and take medicine again, I am afraid that he will shed tears from the decoction.
Nowadays, he has also changed his pretty good smile, which is really not a loss.
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Jiang Suizhou slept lightly at night.
He returned to the room, changed his clothes and lay down, still thinking about what happened today. After thinking about going, the torrential rain outside the window made him fall asleep in a daze.
He was awakened by a clear sound of a small object landing.
He opened his eyes, only a night light was lit outside the tent, and what was brighter was the lightning outside the window. He looked sideways to the window and saw a tall silhouette amidst the lightning and thunder, sitting up from the bed with some effort, as if he was going to pick up something.
Jiang Suizhou quickly got up.
"What's the matter?" There was a husky voice in his voice that was not awake.
Huo Wujiu didn't respond to him for a moment, and he sat up straight with great effort.
Jiang Suizhou quickly got out of bed, stepped on his shoes and walked to the side of the couch.
Huo Wujiu didn't seem to notice that he was awake until he walked in front of him. Huo Wujiu frowned tightly, raised his head slightly to look at him, and said dumbly: "Wake you up?"
In the night, his face was extremely pale, and a layer of fine sweat covered his forehead, which wetted the broken hair on his forehead.
Jiang Suizhou was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter with you?"
Seeing Huo Wujiu raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, he seemed to be a little dazed with pain.
His hands are also shaking.
Jiang Suizhou had never seen him like this before, even when he came out of prison and his wounds were still inflamed and feverish.
"Why are you uncomfortable, I will ask Meng Qianshan to invite the doctor!"
Seeing Huo Wujiao shook his head.
"It's okay, it's raining, and my legs are uncomfortable."
He didn't seem to know how embarrassed he was at this time, and he was still holding on.
"The medicine fell on the ground, just pick it up for me," he said.
When Jiang Suizhou heard him talk about the medicine, he quickly bent over to pick it up for him. There was a small medicine bottle two steps away on the ground. The material was simple but especially strong, so it did not break.
Jiang Suizhou hurriedly handed him the medicine.
Huo Wujiu was trembling and slowly poured out one, put it in his mouth and swallowed it, stuffed the medicine into his arms, closed his eyes and lay down.
Seeing that he was going to go to sleep.
Jiang Suizhou was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "What kind of medicine is this?"
Ordinarily, before Huo Wujiu was captured, it was impossible to know that his leg would be broken. How could he carry medicine for treating his legs with him
Huo Wujiu frowned and opened his eyes again.
Although he was dizzy with pain at this time, his eyes were still dazzling, he couldn't even feel his body trembling, but he also knew the cause of his leg pain.
The meridians are damaged. When it rains on a cloudy day, this kind of pain is naturally indispensable, not to mention the humid and rainy Jiangnan. This kind of pain won't kill you, it's just a little bit harder. If you want to wait for the rain to stop, it will naturally get better.
"A medicine that makes people dying." He listened to Jiang Suizhou asking him anxiously, as if he had encountered something serious, his lips twitched, his voice hoarse, and he didn't care about it.
He didn't think there was anything yet, how did he frighten King Jing to blow up his hair
Jiang Suizhou's eyes widened when he heard this.
It's so painful, why are you taking medicine indiscriminately
Obviously think that one's life is long!
"Naughty!" He blurted out, turned and hurried out.
"Meng Qianshan!"
Huo Wujiu sat on the bed crookedly, humming in his ears, vaguely heard Jiang Suizhou's anxious voice. Hey, what a big deal, as for such a big fight.
"Making a fuss."
Huo Wujiu snorted impatiently, but the corners of his lips were uncontrollable, and he wanted to raise it.
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The lights were lit all around in Anyin Hall, and in the cold rain, a melting warm light lit up.
The Zhou Fu doctor probed Huo Wujiu's pulse, and then took a close look at the wounds for him. After a long time, he stood up.
"How?" Jiang Suizhou asked next to him.
Zhou's doctor saluted him and said: "Return to the prince, madam, this is the symptom left by the damage to the meridians. Whenever it is cold, rainy and snowy, it will be painful and unbearable."
Jiang Suizhou frowned, "Is there any cure?"
Zhou Fu doctor shook his head.
"There is no other way, unless Mrs.'s meridians are restored as before... However, the meridians on Mrs.'s legs are completely broken, and it is really difficult to heal."
Jiang Suizhou's eyebrows became deeper and deeper.
He naturally knew that Huo Wujiu's leg could be cured, but the doctor in his mansion did not have this ability. He originally thought that it would be enough to wait for a doctor who can cure Huo Wujiu's legs after three years, but he didn't expect that these three years would be so difficult for Huo Wujiu.
Just after the rain, it hurts like this. The air in Lin'an is humid and there is a lot of rain. For Huo Wujiu, wouldn't it be the punishment for three years in a row
He did not speak for a while.
Doctor Zhou looked at his expression carefully, and said, "However, if you warm your wife's legs with the quilt and Tang Po, it will be somewhat relieved."
When Jiang Suizhou heard this, he hurriedly told Meng Qianshan, "Aren't you going to prepare?"
Meng Qianshan quickly responded and directed the maids to get busy.
The Zhoufu doctor retired. After a while, the maids took a heavy quilt and covered Huo Wujiu's legs.
Jiang Suizhou asked, "Are there better?"
Huo Wujiu sat on the couch and looked at Jiang Suizhou.
King Jing was still wearing his sleeping gown, just casually put on an outer shirt, sitting on the chair in front of his couch.
At this time, it was late at night, and he was obviously not in good spirits, his face was tired, and his complexion was not very good. Xu was afraid that he would be cold, so Meng Qianshan specially poured him a soup to warm his hands. He was unconsciously squeezing the warm fluffy thing in his hand, frowning at himself.
If there is any use for this quilt... Huo Wujiu really didn't feel it, he just felt panicked.
Since the leg is disabled, the blood is not smooth, and the legs are often cold. Even with the quilt, it is difficult to warm it back. Moreover, water vapor is pervasive, even his flesh and skin can penetrate, not to mention this brocade cotton. However, he didn't seem to want to see King Jing disappointed. Although he felt useless in his heart, he said perfunctorily: "It's better."
Sure enough, the fox's eyes lit up.
Immediately afterwards, King Jing seemed to realize what he was holding in his hand, and glanced down at the warm and velvety soup lady.
White, made of rabbit fur, a soft ball, it looks like a rabbit hugged.
He saw King Jing carefully lifted his quilt and stuffed the white rabbit-like soup woman to his leg.
Then he paused, as if thinking of something again.
The next moment, a hand that was warmly covered by the soup woman covered his leg with a thin layer of bedding trousers. He awkwardly and carefully rubbed it up and down, and then slowly rubbed it a few times.
"This way... will it be better?"
He heard King Jing asked.
Huo Wujiu couldn't answer him for a moment.
Although his leg was broken, it was not without feeling.
He couldn't feel whether he was doing well, he just felt a rush of electricity from there, rushing up, numbing half of his body.