Yuan Qingling stood outside carrying the medicine box, swaying in the wind and rain, the quarrel inside was low but clear, and got into her ears.
The seemingly meaningless quarrel, father-in-law Chang also bravely contradicted, but before their eyes are very real problems.
The Supreme Emperor is sixty-eight this year, and Father Chang is seventy-one. Together, they have gone from a young age to an old age, and they have gone through a lot.
The most uncomfortable thing in life is that the person who has been with him all his life suddenly leaves.
Yuan Qingling's eyes were hot, she sighed softly, and pushed the door in.
The voice inside came to an abrupt end, Yuan Qingling raised her lips, covering the astringent redness of her eyes, "Routine, blood pressure, heartbeat, pulse, and medicine."
The Emperor Taishang didn't seem to have ever talked about that topic with Grandpa Chang, and looked at Yuan Qingling and said, "You came just right, and tomorrow's small intestinal qi will go to tell Chu Da to come to the other hospital to recuperate. You can also help him take a look."
"Good!" Yuan Qingling said with a smile, "Mother must be happy."
The Emperor Taishang laughed thiefly, "She is not the only one who is happy tonight, Xiao Lao Qi is afraid that he is so happy."
"King Qi? Of course I am happy. Girl Yuan went to see him."
"To prepare for the marriage, the emperor has to spend money again." said the emperor.
Yuan Qingling said: "Marriage? King Qi? It's still early, and Yuan Yongyi's stiff mouth is not so easy to turn around."
Father Chang said mysteriously: "After tonight, it's a different matter."
Yuan Qing was startled, "What? What will happen tonight?"
The Supreme Emperor sighed warmly, "Who knows? On this stormy night, one fell ill in bed and the other delivered medicine under the wind and rain. It would be a pity if nothing happened."
Yuan Qingling looked at him sideways, narrowed his eyes, "What did you do?"
The Supreme Emperor looked at her innocently, "It's about two pills."
"What kind of medicine?" Yuan Qingling looked at him, then at Father Chang, and suddenly understood, "My God, old man, aren't you fooling around? This is a matter of consensual love, why? Can medicine be used? If something goes wrong, how will it end?"
"Your thoughts are very conservative." The Supreme Emperor stopped telling her, ignorant, how can love not talk about means
Let’s say that Yuan Yongyi rode horses and came to Qiwang’s courtyard overnight in the rain. The new mansion has actually been built, but Qi Wang has not moved in, and he still lives in the small courtyard.
The concierge recognized her and hurried over to lead the horse. Yuan Yongyi patted the rain on her body and asked, "Is the prince in the house?"
"Yuan Concubine, the prince is in the mansion. She hasn't gone out in these two days and is sick." The concierge called her by her original name.
Yuan Yongyi hadn't heard this name for a long time, and she was a little stupefied when she heard it. He wanted to argue that she was not Concubine Yuan, and felt troublesome, so she asked him to feed the horse, and she ran in quickly.
The servants in the mansion are still the original batch, and they have almost never changed. The butler was so happy when he saw her, he was so happy that he wiped his tears. If you don’t take medicine, you can clean him up."
Yuan Yongyi said: "I'm here to deliver medicine. He doesn't like to take bitter medicine. Both the crown prince and the emperor gave pills. If you go and wait for him to take the medicine, I won't go in."
She took out the porcelain bottle and gave it to the housekeeper first, "This medicine was rewarded by the Supreme Emperor. He said that it would be good if you take one. You can give him this first, and then take the antipyretic medicine given by the princess."
But the housekeeper didn't take it, and looked at her and pleaded: "Mother, you are all back, just go in and take a look, the prince is thinking of you."
Yuan Yongyi shook his head, "No, I'm going back."
She stuffed the medicine into the steward's hand and turned around to leave, but the steward sighed: "If the prince knows that you are coming and will not go in, he must be chased out. With such a heavy rain, he is sick again..."
Yuan Yongyi stood still and turned helplessly, "No matter, I'll go in and stare at him for his medicine."
The steward said happily: "Okay, go, your mother, and the minion will pour the water himself."
Yuan Yongyi stood at the door of the room, hesitating for a while before stepping in.
In the huge room, two candles were lit, the light was dim, the bed curtain fell, the concoction was on the table, it was already cold.
Wang Qi was lying on the bed with a heavy nasal voice: "Go out, this king does not drink medicine."
Yuan Yongyi walked over slowly and lifted the curtain of the bed. He was lying on the bed with two brocade quilts, with a sickly face.
Wang Qi looked at her fixedly, a little unbelievable, and stood up suddenly, "Are you here? Really?"
Yuan Yongyi cleared his throat and said uncomfortably, "I delivered the medicine."
She put the medicine on the bedside, "You remember to take it."
The hand was quickly grasped, and the person on the bed pulled her down with force and fell into his arms. The man’s peculiar smell penetrated into his nose. Yuan Yongyi felt blood surge up on the ground, and his face was scorching hot. Busily stretched out his hand to push him, "Let go of me."
His hands are also hot, holding her hands, and will not let go, muttering: "I won't let go, you will run away as soon as I let go."
"You take medicine first!" Yuan Yongyi turned away, not seeing the heat in his eyes, his heart throbbed.
She struggled to open it, took the medicine from the bedside, and poured it out. Just as the housekeeper poured water in, she was able to get out, and her heart was hot. Is the earth dragon burning in this room too prosperous? The weather is warming up, and it is burning so red.
But the butler only put the water on the table and quit.
Yuan Yongyi couldn't recall it, so he had to take the medicine and pour it on the palm of his hand, "This one was given by the emperor. You should take it first, and then take the medicine given by the princess, it can reduce the fever."
King Qi looked at her white palm, stretched out his hand to take the medicine and put it in his mouth. Yuan Yongyi got up and brought the water over and asked him to swallow the pill.
King Qi was very obedient, took the medicine obediently, and clinging to her hand, staring idiotically.
Yuan Yongyi was a little annoyed, "I'm here to deliver the medicine. Since you have taken the medicine, then I will leave."
That's how it was said, but people were sitting on the side of the bed, and the heat wave hit, especially under his gaze, which was particularly unnatural.
Wang Qi said: "I didn't go to you when I was sick. Are you angry?"
"Do you love or not, who is angry?" Yuan Yongyi turned his head away, speaking with anger.
"Then I will look for you tomorrow." Qi Wang said.
Yuan Yongyi said: "Don't come, you can take care of yourself if you are sick."
"I'm afraid you will be angry." Qi Wang's breath quietly warmed in his ears, making her feel like he was very happy. After a few days, he felt that he wanted to stick with her.
He was gentle and his voice was hoarse and low, and she couldn't help turning her head to look at him, but she saw that his face was very red, and her heart was slightly startled, "Why are you burning more severely?"
She reached out and stroked his forehead, which was so hot.
King Qi's lips came over, and they were in her ears, and a warm breath was sprayed against her ears and lips, "What medicine did you give me? Why did it make me so hot?"