Meng Nan didn't say a word. He had always devoted himself to Chu Jue. Today's incident was an accident.
But he did have a responsibility. If he hadn't left for private, Chu Jue wouldn't be so seriously ill.
"Meng Nan, the fate of you and the emperor are tied together, do you understand?"
Meng Nan nodded: "I know, I'm sorry for what happened today, there won't be another next time."
"You don't have to apologize to me, Meng Nan, I will leave sooner or later. The future of Chu Kingdom is in the hands of you and the emperor. I believe in you and always believe in you."
Meng Nan's heart jumped suddenly, opening his mouth to say something, but Bai Zhi had already turned around.
He stared at her away from her back blankly, and faintly heard the sound of her coughing from afar.
The next day, the emperor woke up, the fever was gone, the imperial physician said that it was no problem, but the spirit was still tired, and he needed a few days to rest.
Bai Zhi sent someone to send a diet prescription, but no one came.
He remembered the cough that he heard last night, and asked after the palace lady who gave the prescription.
The maid said: "The girl fell ill when she went back to the palace last night. The prescription was written down when she took the medicine in the morning, and the slave and maid would send it this hour."
"How is the girl now?" Meng Nan asked urgently.
The maid said: "The girl was still asleep when the servant came, and the servant didn't know what was going on."
The lady of the court left after speaking, leaving Meng Nan alone in a daze.
If it is the past, if it is the past, it is a pity that it is not the past.
The Baixie Palace is not a place he can go anywhere, except for the emperor and Dongfangmu, no one can enter without invitation.
He was anxious, wanted to see her, wanted to know if she was good, but couldn't get in.
This uncomfortable mood has been tormenting him.
Even the little Chu Jue could see it.
"Brother Nan, are you unhappy?"
Meng Nan smiled bitterly: "No, you are cured, I am very happy, next time I can't go to the pond to catch butterflies."
Chu Jue nodded seriously, and he was too scared. He didn't expect that falling into the cold water would be such an uncomfortable thing. Thinking about it now, he still feels terrible.
"I remember, I will never go again." Chu Jue tilted his head and looked at him: "Brother Nan, you are not smiling, you must be unhappy."
Although Meng Nan treated him harshly, he was also very gentle when he was outside of his homework, and he never kept smiling.
This is also the biggest reason Chu Jue likes him.
Meng Nan said: "I have nothing, you eat quickly."
Chu Jue shook his head, frowning his two delicate eyebrows and said, "Brother Nan, I don't want to eat these, I want to eat dumplings made by Sister Bai."
With a heart move, Meng Nan suddenly thought of a way to enter the White Palace.
He smiled and said: "If you want to eat dumplings, you have to go to the Baixie Palace, but you are sick now, Sister Bai said, you are not allowed to go out to blow your hair."
Chu Jue smiled and said, "I can't go, Brother Nan, you can go, you help me go."
Meng Nan smiled and said: "I can go, but the Baixie Palace is not something I can go to. The Eastern Master sent heavy soldiers to guard there, so you must not enter."
Chu Jue hurriedly said, "I am the emperor, and you can go if I let you go."
"Then please make the emperor's order!" Meng Nan's smile became brighter.
Half an hour later, Meng Nan appeared at the door of the Baixie Palace.
The guard stopped him as usual, and only let him go after seeing the imperial decree in his hand.
The inside of the Baixie Palace is not as tightly guarded as the gates. Bai Zhi likes quietness, but doesn't like people dangling in front of her eyes. This habit has never changed.
As soon as we went to the inner hall, he only met a little palace lady who was born before him. When the little palace lady saw him, she asked with embarrassment.