Lei Bingfu murmured in her heart that this was all for survival, she meekly took the medicine for Murong Ke, prepared warm water and sweet plums, and asked Ford to fetch water to bathe Murong Ke, "Your Majesty, you still have some blood on your body. Do you feel hot?"
Murong Ke looked at her coldly.
What are you looking at, do you want her to touch his forehead to check it in person? He has such a stinky face, does she still dare to approach him
Ford hurried to invite the imperial doctor who was guarding outside.
The imperial doctor checked Murong Ke's pulse and breathed a sigh of relief, "The emperor's fever has subsided, but you can't wear wet clothes on your body, you have to change them quickly."
"Prepare water." Murong Ke said.
Ford hurried to get ready.
Lei Bingfu stood aside doing nothing, looking at Murong Ke's stinky face, she felt that she might not be able to sleep well tonight.
"I'm here, does it make you feel uncomfortable?" Murong Ke asked lightly.
"It's not uncomfortable for a concubine." Lei Bingfu said sincerely, the whole palace is his territory, how dare she feel uncomfortable.
Murong Ke stood up, feeling less dizzy than before.
Lei Bingfu curled her lips, and took a few steps forward to help him take off his sweat-drenched clothes. Seeing his strong and strong body, she realized that the emperor's figure is really good, probably because of his martial arts practice.
In fact, this man is not only handsome, but also has a good figure. If she had changed before, maybe she would develop a handsome face just by being moved by her heart.
cough cough! Lei Bingfu was taken aback by the thoughts in her heart, her old face turned red.
"I want to go out on tour in low clothes." Murong Ke suddenly said in a deep voice.
ah? Lei Bingfu was stunned, not quite understanding what he meant by this.
Murong Ke lowered his eyes and looked at her indifferently, "You go out with me in micro-clothes."
"What?" Lei Bingfu was completely sluggish, going on tour in a micro-clothes? At this time, he wants to take her out of the capital city
"Aren't you willing?" Murong Ke asked coldly, "This is an order."
She didn't say she didn't want to, but she was just wondering why he suddenly wanted to go on tour, "Your Majesty, where are you going?"
"Nanyue." Murong Ke said lightly, "Leaving next month."
In such a hurry? It's almost the end of the month now, "Your Majesty, what should the concubine prepare?"
Lei Bingfu didn't think of refusing, it was impossible anyway, he just wanted to push her to the position of concubine favorite, so that everyone would know that he loved her the most.
"No need." Murong Ke said, "Don't publicize this matter."
She wouldn't tell others that she would go on tour with him in a low-clothes, because she thought she wasn't in enough trouble
Ford quickly prepared hot water, but Murong Ke did not let Lei Bingfu leave the dormitory this time. He quickly took a shower and changed clothes, and walked out from behind the screen in a refreshed suit. Dinner was ready outside.
Lei Bingfu thought that she would starve to see him eat, but he didn't expect him to let her sit down and have a meal together with a good conscience.
After eating, Murong Ke asked someone to bring the memorial, and leaned on the soft couch to read the memorial.
Still not leaving...
Lei Bingfu was secretly troubled in her heart, thinking that he would leave when he regained his energy.
"Physician Yang, is the emperor cured?" Lei Bingfu went outside to ask Physician Yang.
"My lady, the most fearful thing about wind-cold fever is relapse. As long as the fever does not recur after tonight, I will be completely cured in two days." Yang Yu said.
Lei Bingfu thought in her heart, hoping that Murong Ke would recover soon, and then don't compete with her for a bed in Jianjia Palace.
However, her wish didn't come true, and within an hour of seeing Murong Ke's memorial, she suddenly felt a burst of blackness in front of her eyes, and when she touched her forehead, it was already hot.
"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Ford who was serving tea at the side asked hurriedly, why did the Emperor's complexion look even worse.
"It's okay, give me a cup of tea." Murong Ke said.
Ford hurriedly brought the tea, "Your Majesty, you have read the memorial for a long time, why don't you put it down and have a rest."
Murong Ke put down the memorial in his hand and leaned against the large pillow behind him. He knew that Murong Zhan had gone to Zhayunluo Palace in Xijiang, and even Yaoyao was inquiring about what happened in Jianghu two years ago. He used to be Qian Luocha The pavilion master, if he inquired, it would be easier than Mo Rongzhan.
Two years ago... when he disbanded Qian Luocha, all his thoughts were looking for Murong Zhan and the others, and he ignored too many things unconsciously.
"Your Majesty, your cheeks are flushed, and you may have a fever again." Looking at Murong Ke's appearance, Ford was worried.
Murong Ke took a big sip of water and felt that even breathing was like breathing fire, but it was just a cold that made him feel so uncomfortable.
Doctor Yang came again soon. He was also a little nervous about Murong Ke's repeated fever, so he hurriedly boiled antipyretic medicine for Murong Ke to drink, "Your Majesty, don't get tired when you are sick. Please take care of your dragon body."
This is a disguised form of persuading him not to read the memorial at this time.
"Doctor Yang, why does the emperor have a fever again?" Ford asked in a low voice.
"This... The emperor caught a cold after drinking, and the wind and cold are fierce. We can only take medicine to relieve the fever, and then take care of the body." Yang Yu said.
After all, the emperor's wind chill is not a minor wind chill, and it will take time to cure it.
Ford asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, do you want to invite Princess Qin..."
If there is Qin Wangfei's medicine, maybe she will get better soon.
"Shut up!" Murong Ke glanced at Ford coldly.
Ford quickly shut up, not daring to mention Princess Qin again.
"Your Majesty, the wind-cold body heat has not dissipated, please don't catch the cold again." Yang Yu said.
"Yes." Murong Ke lazily replied, "Let Lei Huibin come over."
Lei Bingfu was looking forward to when Murong Ke would leave, but when she saw Doctor Yang rushing over again, she knew in her heart that she would definitely not be able to sleep well tonight.
Because Murong Ke had a fever again, the entire Jianjia Palace was busy, preparing water, decocting medicine, busy for a long time, and finally sent the old man to the bed to sleep again.
"Niang Niang, the emperor said that he wanted you to serve him, so the slave will step back first." Ford whispered to Lei Bingfu.
Lei Bingfu glared at Ford, lying on the soft couch beside him, looking sideways at the man who was frowning even in deep sleep, he seemed not sleeping very peacefully.
She walked to the side of the bed, looked down at Murong Ke, put a cold scarf next to him on his forehead, and muttered softly, "I think you are so sick because of depression in your heart, hum."
"Is it really so painful to love someone?" Lei Bingfu asked suspiciously, "Could it be that the person you love the most is not yourself?"
She was really curious about what it was like to fall in love with someone desperately.
Still, there's no point in falling in love with someone who won't repay you.
Just like Murong Ke, he is just stupid!