The word love is charming
Nangong Jingnu came out of the imperial hospital, and all the imperial physicians knelt down in the courtyard to see off.
Perhaps in the civil society, Princess Zhen Zhen is not as noble as a prince, but everyone in the inner court is very clear: as long as the new emperor does not ascend the throne, Nangong Jingnu will always be the number two person, even the favored one Concubine Ya Gui is also difficult to shake it.
Compared with the anger when she came, Nangong Jingnu's mood was obviously different when she left.
Nangong Jingnv sat on the sedan chair and said nothing, Qiu Ju called twice but didn't answer, and said, "Return to Weiming Palace."
Qi Yan did have scabies in his body, but the imperial doctor said it was unlikely to be caused by an epidemic.
It would be fine if an imperial doctor said so. The three most qualified imperial doctors in the imperial hospital all thought so, which made Nangong Jingnu very puzzled.
However, under Nangong Jingnv's repeated questioning, Wang Yuyi did not dare to bite to death in the end, although he had already made a conclusion in his heart, but seeing that His Highness Zhen Zhen cared so much about his concubine, he did not dare to say too much.
In case of wrong diagnosis... Wouldn't it be life-threatening
In line with the idea of not seeking merit but not fault, Wang Yuyi also said: The medical way is broad and profound, and even the ministers dare not completely determine the cause of the concubine. Perhaps it was caused by some strange medicine used by the world-renowned master who saved the concubine, or it might have been some adjustment made by Ding You, who was in charge of the concubine's health...
The other two vice presidents agreed, and both spoke in agreement. Directly put the responsibility on the mask and Ding You.
How could Nangong Jingnu's current mind not see the twists and turns in it? But as soon as it happened to Qi Yan, Nangong Jingnu instinctively beautified and decorated it in her heart, and she didn't want to doubt it at all.
For the past seven years, Qi Yan has said that he has treated himself extremely well. Such as the trickling mountain spring silently penetrates into every corner of Nangong Jingnu's life, although there have been disappointments, but now Nangong Jingnv has understood some of the ways of husband and wife: lips and teeth are still bumping, let alone two people
Although this relationship is not smooth, she is already very happy compared to countless finger marriages in name and name in the past dynasties. At least they have each other in their hearts and their personalities are compatible.
Nangong Jingnv has grown a lot since she took the road of being an empress, and she understands why everyone in the world says: the most ruthless family of emperors.
Qi Yan became Nangong Jingnv's last insistence to break this old saying. Nangong Jingnv was convinced that she and Qi Yan would be different.
Qi Yan's good Nangong Jingnv, who has treated her for all these years, has always been in her heart: she waited incessantly on the palace road, cared for herself when she fell off a horse, and she never said a word in order to help herself sit on the position of the empress. Complaints... Until recently, Qi Yan dragged her ill body with her long-sighted words.
How could Nangong Jingnu be suspicious of such a person
Nangong Jingnu quickly came to the conclusion that the three imperial physicians must have made a mistake, and they will ask Qi Yan's imperial physician Ding You when he returns.
Nangong Jingnu pulled away from her thoughts: Qi Yan's disease must have been caused by the epidemic, otherwise how could her eyes look different from ordinary people
In the end, Nangong Jingnu's calmness was once again diluted by love. Although she didn't understand medical skills, she determined from Qi Yan's eyes that the other party's illness must be caused by the epidemic, otherwise, how could people's eyes change so dramatically
If Nangong Jingnv could love Qi Yan a little less, if she could not trust Qi Yan so much, she could get the deepest truth just by deducing it a little bit in reverse.
Is Qi Yan's eyesight caused by the epidemic, or did Qi Yan tell lies about the epidemic because of her eyesight
There was only a small bend between the two, but Nangong Jingnu was unable to turn around. What stuck her... was the love that went deep into the heart and lungs and was carved into the blood.
Married for seven years, whether it is Qi Yan or Nangong Jingnu... I have never said the word "love" to each other once, so what
This small curve between the cause of the disease and the look in her eyes, maybe Nangong Jingnu will be able to turn around in the next day, or maybe... she will never see it through her whole life.
What about Ding You
How could Ding You, who was raised by a masked person without father and mother, have a bereavement leave? Where is he
In a secluded ruined temple in Gyeonggi, there was a group of beggars, all of different ages.
After an autumn rain and a cold, the coolness of the autumn leaves people caught off guard. These beggars are not hungry all day long, and their clothes are not covered. The slight changes in the weather can affect them.
With a "squeak", the door of the dilapidated temple was pushed open, and a soap boot crossed the threshold of dilapidated disrepair and appeared in an incompatible environment.
There was a stench in the air, and the visitor did not cause a reaction from the beggars in the ruined temple.
Some half-year-old children were snuggled in their mother's arms, some were sleeping, but all the beggars who were awake were staring blankly and empty.
Ding You raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose, and felt contempt in his heart: Master is right, Wei Kingdom is going to die. It was less than two hundred miles away from the capital, and there were so many beggars.
Ding You took off the basket on his back, and suddenly sat up from the nearest beggar, his eyes glowing, and his nose twitched.
Ding You backed out, and his other foot didn't even step into the ruined temple.
There was a commotion in the ruined temple. When the beggars saw the things in the baskets, they rushed up after a short delay, full of baskets of steamed buns! Big white buns!
A slightly stronger beggar grabbed the edge of the basket with one hand, while the other hand grabbed a bun and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing desperately, ignoring his bulging cheeks and quickly grabbed another one and put it in his mouth. , and then with his dirty hands, he grabbed the buns and stuffed them into his arms...
The beggars had long been unable to drain the water around the baskets, and some women who could not squeeze in were crying in despair on the periphery.
The only men who could squeeze around the basket were men, and their movements and behavior were similar to the first beggar.
Finally, I don't know who's buns in his arms smashed the already rotten fabric, and the buns were scattered all over the place. The beggar gave a desperate cry and had to protect his chest with his hands, but there was no way to grab it.
A few half-year-old children with sharp eyes drilled through the gaps under the adults' crotch, not afraid of the risk of being trampled, picked up the buns on the ground and put one in their mouths, and then they could pick up as many as they could, but they couldn't take them down. He crawled back and handed it to his mother, and then immediately crawled back and picked up the buns on the ground.
"It's stuffed with meat!" Someone shouted, and the beggars became even more crazy.
The baskets of buns were quickly divided up, and the beggars were either in twos or threes, or huddled in the corner alone.
Some of them turned their backs to the crowd, while others looked forward vigilantly, stuffing buns into their mouths constantly, until their mouths were full of oil. When he came out, he was squeezed by his dirty fingers and stuffed back into his mouth.
Suddenly, a certain beggar made a choked sound, clutching his neck with both hands, showing pain, but he clenched his teeth and refused to spit out the buns in his mouth.
After a while, the beggar fell to the ground. People who haven't eaten for a long time can't help this way of eating.
After the beggar fell, the people next to him rushed up, and in the blink of an eye, they scoured the buns scattered from him.
As for the life and death of this beggar, no one cares.
In this dilapidated temple, people die every day, people die of starvation, people who steal and rob things are caught, beaten and seriously injured, every day.
The more you see it, the more you get used to it.
It is better to die than to starve to death. No one takes this as a warning, and everyone is gobbling it.
After a while, there were bursts of desperate cries from the broken temple...
Ding You, who was leaning against the tree, took out the small hourglass in his arms and recorded the time. He waited for a while before he came to the ruined temple again, and looked inside along the crack of the broken door. The beggars were lying on the ground.
Ding You left without looking back. Three days later, at the same hour, he came to the ruined temple again with a leather kettle, and the beggars inside still maintained the same attitude as three days ago.
Ding You took a veil and tied it to his face. After entering the ruined temple, he opened the kettle, took a special thin bamboo tube, and poured the liquid from the kettle into the mouths of the beggars one by one.
That's right, Ding You has developed several prescriptions for suspended animation. This is the third time he has experimented with beggars.
After filling the beggars with medicine, Ding You turned around and left the ruined temple, still leaning under the dead tree three days ago, looking up at the time.
Two hours later, Ding You returned to the ruined temple, checked the beggars' breathing and pulse one by one, and "tsk" angrily: "Failed again."
Torches were thrown on the straw piles, and the dry wooden temples were ablaze.
Although Ding You is not as intelligent as Qi Yan, his heart has completely become the masked person who raised him.
Ding You was originally from the Wei Kingdom, but under the guidance of the masked man, he did not agree with this country at all, and even hated it.
In order to ensure that the prescription for suspended animation is not leaked, even if it is a failed prescription, Ding You will set a fire every time and burn it clean.
Ding You didn't tell Qi Yan his plan, Qi Yan thought that Ding You had listened to his advice and left, and I don't know how Qi Yan would feel after knowing everything
Nangong Jingnv would come to accompany Qi Yan every day when she left the morning court, but Qi Yan's complexion did not improve.
The heart disease is difficult to treat. For Qi Yan at this time: Nangong Jingnu is undoubtedly a poisonous existence.
Qi Yan waited for Nangong Jingnu to come every day, cherishing every moment with each other.
However, when the night is quiet, Qi Yan will think about the future of herself and Nangong Jingnu, and her heart will be deeper.
The doctor Wang Yu from the Royal Hospital said: Qi Yan's condition is already very good, but Qi Yan's five internal organs are entangled with a stagnation, which will make Qi Yan's complexion so bad.
Nangong Jingnv was furious after hearing this, and felt more and more that the so-called dean was useless, thinking about whether to post a list of famous doctors.
But before that, Nangong Jingnv followed Qi Yan's plan and issued the imperial decree in Nangong Rang's tone: Princess Qionghua Nangong Sunu and her eldest son Shangguan Fu returned to Beijing to reunite.
In the DPRK, Qi Yan had an affair with the generals, and the matter of mobilizing the local troops could no longer be delayed.
The Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment's impeachment of Qi Yan was written almost every day, and the wording became more and more sincere: the relationship between the garrison and the society is stable. Fear that the country will not be a country...