The second day of February.
The emperor uncle got married and greeted Aunt Liu.
Both are the heaviest people.
Looking down, looking at the congratulatory decree written in front of him, the rewards on it accounted for most of the space.
Another half of it is rare medicinal materials.
That's all Aunt Liu likes.
Aunt Liu is a healer, she doesn't love powder, gold and silver, and she likes all kinds of weird medicinal materials.
He didn't know until after he got to know Aunt Liu.
The medicinal materials collected by the emperor's uncle in the treasury were originally for Aunt Liu.
It was also from that time that he also began to explore the wonders of medicinal materials quietly.
Collect and hide things bit by bit, like a hamster in a grain store.
Even the emperor didn't know.
He once imagined that when Aunt Liu saw those medicinal materials, a pleasant smile would appear on her delicate face, and her shining black eyes would be more radiant.
But he never thought that it would be like this when he sent these things.
Congratulations on getting married.
"In this world, Aunt Liu... There is only one."
A flash of self-deprecation flashed across his eyes, and the imperial edict was rolled up and placed aside, Feng Mohan got up and walked out of the imperial study room.
The newly promoted eunuch hurriedly followed behind him, "The emperor, but want to go back to the sleeping hall to rest?"
"Going back to what sleeping house? In your eyes, apart from dealing with political affairs, all I have to do is eat and sleep?"
The little eunuch bowed his head and dared not talk. Isn't that true
After dealing with the government affairs, the emperor always slept after eating, waking up and eating again, and then went to the imperial study room to watch the bunch of government affairs.
If the prince was in the court, the emperor would not dare to be so perfunctory, and deceive him a little eunuch not to refute.
With his hands on his back, he walked slowly in the Grand Palace.
On the road, all the eunuchs and maids, and even the imperial guards, all evaded salutes.
Before the left phase fell, he couldn't meet this kind of situation. The Guards were harder than him in front of him, like the real uncle in this palace, and never regarded him as the emperor.
Therefore, Dong Jie died and was beheaded by the emperor's uncle with a sword.
The emperor's uncle has him today.
Going around, unknowingly, he walked to the imperial garden and sat down on the waterside pavilion next to Jinghu Lake.
Looking at the thick ice layer of the lake, Feng Mohan said nothing to face the cold wind coming in.
After a while, his cheeks were flushed by the cold wind, even his eyes.
"The emperor, the wind here is too strong and it's freezing, why don't you go back to the sleeping hall? Sit here for a long time, and be careful of hurting the dragon's body."
"What kind of dragon body is not a dragon body, if you are sick, it will not be like an ordinary person," Feng Mohan sneered, "Can a dragon body have nine lives?"
"..."
"I'm sick, and the imperial doctor is here to diagnose my pulse!"
"..." The little eunuch was stunned, how could the emperor think of it? What's wrong? Isn't this good
"Hurry up!"
"Yes, the minion will go now!"
"Wait, don't be too doctor, see if there is a doctor girl on duty, call a doctor over, who is 18 or 9 years old, with big and round eyes. When you laugh, your eyes will bend into a crescent moon, and you must speak softly. Whisper softly, with a light tone, not flattering and not being cautious, and able to treat me as an ordinary person..."
The little emperor's requests over there came one after another, and the little eunuch held his fingers, but he couldn't count the ten fingers.
Moreover, the more I listened to those descriptions, the more I felt like a person. For a while, the little eunuch couldn't figure out who he looked like.
I always feel that there is such a person he has ever met.
"What are you still doing, hurry up!"
"Yes, yes! The minion will go now!"
After being shouted, the little eunuch ran away quickly.
Feng Mohan continued to look at the surface of Rujing Lake, and suddenly grinned, "It's silly, his uncle."
Get up and leave.
When the little eunuch pulled a doctor girl and hurried over in a hurry, there was no one in the pavilion.
Back to the sleeping hall, the whole person fell on the dragon bed.
The stove is always lit in the room, and it feels warm as soon as you come in, and even the air is warm.
Sniffing his nose, Feng Mohan only felt uncomfortable all over, and his head was a little heavy. He cursed and sat up on his head with a low curse, "It's really a dragon body, delicate and vulnerable."
After sitting in the pavilion for a short while, I couldn't help the wind and cold.
If you change the emperor, you can sit for a long time.
"Come here!" No one responded, and Feng Mohan was so angry that he thumped the bedside and yelled, "Come here, come, come! Everyone is dead?!"
"Come here! My lord! Why did you run back by yourself? The slave brought the doctor girl over here! Let me show you!" The little eunuch's breathless voice sounded outside the door, and messy footsteps followed.
Feng Mohan raised his head and looked at the people coming from outside. Except for the little eunuch who was waiting next to him, an eighteen or nine-year-old doctor girl behind her, carrying a small medicine box, was also panting. Because of running too fast, her forehead bangs were slightly messy. Yubai's cheeks flushed after rushing.
The look of the willow eyebrows and the apricot eyes really came to him according to his request.
Feng Mohan was happy.
He was stunned, and the little eunuch didn't understand, and he really found someone for him.
Regardless of wiping off the sweat on her forehead, the doctor girl walked in and put down the medical box, "The emperor, the servant girl will check your pulse. Seeing the emperor's face, it may be a bit cold."
"Let's see." Pulling up his bright yellow sleeves, Feng Mohan stretched out his wrists, and he leaned back, closing his eyes and letting the other person explore.
A touch of gentleness is applied to the wrist, gently and softly between the movements, bringing a little itching to the skin.
Feng Mohan opened his eyes subconsciously and glanced at the doctor woman again.
From this angle, you can see the woman's drooping eyelashes, as thin as a feather fan, with the tip of her nose curled downwards, and then downwards, the pink lips slightly pursed.
From the inside out, there is a gentle and quiet temperament, which is very similar to her.
"Are all the medical women who look like you?" the boy suddenly asked.
The doctor girl was taken aback, retracted her hand to detect the pulse, and began to write the prescription, "The emperor should have been in a cold wind before, and his body was a little bit cold. After taking two pieces of medicine, she will be fine. As for the emperor's question, she should be a doctor woman. People are different in appearance, the same is just the title of doctor woman."
Speaking is kind of blunt.
Feng Mohan narrowed his eyes, "What's your name?"
"Slaves look good."
"Good gaze, bright eyes good gaze, it is true that the name is."
"Thanks to the emperor for the maid's praise," Shanlai handed the written prescription to the little eunuch. "After I go to the Taiyuan Hospital to get the medicine, I will take it immediately and give it to the emperor. After an hour of rest, it will be much better."
After speaking, he got up and carried the medical box, "The emperor, the slave and maid retire."
"Yeah." Concentrating on the woman's leaving back, Feng Mohan's eyes were a little dark.
After leaving the Hall of Condemnation, Shan Lai was able to stop at the corner of the hall where no one was there. She suddenly covered her chest with her hands, closed her eyes and panted, and put her hands under her tightly. It was the heartbeat of disorderly impact.
Jumping chaotically and eagerly.
Turning around, he glanced at the Palace of Qiande again. After the heartbeat subsided, Shan Lai adjusted the belt of the medical box and started to leave again.