Just when she was about to help Nanyan to lean on her body, Zhu Feng's hand was strong, and Ran Xiaoyu made an empty hole.
She was stunned for a moment, and Zhu Feng said coldly, "No need."
He still held Nanyan in his arms.
Ran Xiaoyu and Aunt Tongyun were stunned for a moment, and they looked at each other, and Aunt Tongyun hurriedly said, "That's fine, that's fine."
As she said that, she carefully offered the teacup, and said softly: "Your Majesty, drink some water, it won't be so uncomfortable if you drink some water to moisten your throat."
When she said this, Nan Yan coughed several times again.
When she finally straightened up, her bun was a little loose, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes. She hadn't recovered much physical strength, and after all this trouble, there was almost nothing left. She could only be embraced by Zhu Feng, leaning against the He gasped in his arms.
I can't even lift my hands up.
Aunt Tongyun brought the teacup to her lips: "Your Majesty, have a drink."
Nan Yan nodded, finally lowered her head, took a sip of water and drank it.
Originally, I didn't touch a drop of water this night, but just now I had another dry cough, and my throat was almost smoked, coupled with the acrid and bitter taste in my mouth, this sip of water was like nectar, after she took a sip, she immediately greedily swallowed He got up, holding the teacup with both hands, pouring it down.
Zhu Feng couldn't drag her back by force, he could only watch her move out of his arms.
And Nanyan has already stretched out his hand towards Ran Xiaoyu.
Ran Xiaoyu immediately stepped forward to support her.
Calmly, a "handover" was completed.
Nan Yan ran from Zhu Feng's arms to Ran Xiaoyu's arms without making a sound, but stubbornly.
Aunt Tongyun watched from the side, feeling cold sweat all over her body, and she didn't even dare to look up at Zhu Feng's livid face. Fortunately, at this time, Nan Yan said softly, "I want more."
"Oh, yes."
Aunt Tongyun hurriedly got up, and went to the other side of the bedroom to pour tea.
At this time, Nanyan had already fallen into Ran Xiaoyu's arms. She spilled some water when she drank water, and there was a lot of sweat on her mouth. to wipe her.
Looking at this scene, Zhu Feng not only turned pale, but even his eyes turned red.
This place is obviously his bedroom.
People are also their own.
But now, he looks like an "outsider"!
In his heart, the surging anger was like a flame, burning him inside out, but he couldn't vent it. After a while, he let out a deep breath, got up and walked out.
Aunt Tongyun poured tea and walked back. Seeing him angrily walking out of the bedroom, she stopped in fright and dared not move for a long time.
After a while, he walked to the bedside and offered tea to Nan Yan.
She said softly: "Your Majesty, are you going to let the emperor chop off the heads of the servants?"
Nan Yan took the teacup, but for some reason, her hands and feet were still a little weak, and she couldn't even hold the cup stably. It was Ran Xiaoyu who reached out to help her hold it. After taking a sip of water, her voice finally recovered a bit.
He said lightly, "Don't worry."
"..."
"If he wants to chop off, he will chop off my head."
Aunt Tongyun smiled wryly.
If you really want to cut off your head, it will be done long ago, and it will not be until now; every time you get angry, don’t the people who suffer are the people who serve you
She shook her head helplessly.
After Nanyan drank two more sips of water, Wang Baizhi also came.
Last night, I went to Lenggong to see the concubine's illness and gave the imperial concubine an injection. Then he saw the emperor's furious appearance, so he stayed in the imperial hospital all night and did not go back. Early in the morning, when the two eunuchs called, he immediately He came directly with the medicine box on his back.
As soon as he entered the door, he greeted Nanyan first, and then gave her a pulse check.
Nan Yan was lying on the bed, the sun was shining brightly at this time, and her pale face was still pale, and she was still coughing lightly.
While taking the pulse, Wang Baizhi pinched her beard for a while, with a complicated expression on her face.
Aunt Tongyun said: "Doctor Wang, how are you doing?"
"Girl, have you taken all the medicine prescribed by the Imperial Hospital?"
"Eat it all, every day."
"This—" Wang Baizhi frowned, and said: "My lady, I'm afraid I still need to relieve cough and reduce phlegm first, and I have to take another dose of medicine."
Nan Yan said calmly: "Please worry about it."
"It's a matter of a humble minister."
He said, put away the medicine box, and told them not to see the wind, not to catch the cold, etc. Aunt Tongyun and the others agreed one by one, and then Wang Baizhi picked up the medicine box again, and left the bedroom with a puzzled expression on his face.
As soon as he exited and closed the door, Xiao Shunzi on the side had already walked up.
"Physician Wang, the emperor wants you to go there."
"Ah, yes."
Wang Baizhi was also prepared in his heart, the emperor would definitely find him there, after all last night, there was still one thing unfinished.
So, he followed Xiao Shunzi to the side hall.
As soon as you enter the gate of the side hall, you can immediately feel the low pressure inside, not only because the whole side hall is much narrower than the sleeping palace, but more importantly, there is an evil spirit sitting inside.
Zhu Feng's face was ashen, and he sat there with an angry face.
Eunuch Yu stood aside to serve, but he didn't even dare to say a word.
As soon as Wang Baizhi walked in, she hurriedly knelt down to Zhu Feng: "My humble minister pays homage to the emperor."
Zhu Feng put one hand on the small table beside him, holding a teacup. His action didn't look like he was holding a cup to drink tea, but more like he was holding a stone to hit someone at any time. Wang Baizhi knelt in front of him, shivering.
Zhu Feng spoke, but his voice was quite calm.
But the sense of oppression in the calm still makes people shudder—
"Have you gone to see the concubine?"
"yes."
"How about the noble concubine?"
Wang Baizhi raised his head cautiously and looked up. Seeing the flickering eyes and hesitant look, Zhu Feng said again in a deep voice: "If you tell half a lie, I will punish you all!"
Hearing this, Wang Baizhi was sweating profusely.
He thought to himself, how dare you lie, you are just afraid that if you say it, you will get angry.
At this time, I can only bite the bullet and say: "If you go back to the emperor, the concubine's illness is due to the previous miscarriage, and she failed to recuperate properly, plus the bumps along the way—"
Having said that, Zhu Feng's face turned dark.
Wang Baizhi continued: "The turbulent road made the sickness worse. The cold syndrome in the empress's body has already accumulated, and it will take a period of time to recover, otherwise - it will leave a serious serious illness in the future."
Zhu Feng gritted his teeth.
After a while, he said in a deep voice, "I know."
"..."
"Now, tell me."
"..."
"Why, during this period of time, there are people around to take care of her, and people from the imperial pharmacy have been delivering medicines to her, but her illness is still not cured."
"..."
"Not only did it not get better, but it made it worse!"
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