Lu Mingwei panted, his chest heaved violently, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he coughed violently. Zhao Ruhai hurriedly stood up and patted Lu Mingwei's back. At the same time, he asked Xiao Anzi to get a spittoon. He coughed for a long time before he stopped, but he was even more exhausted. He lay on the bedside for a long time before he regained his composure. Zhao Ruhai was so busy that he brought tea over and rinsed Lu Mingwei's mouth, and then he supported him. Lu Mingwei lay back on the bed.
"Long live Lord, you can't keep an empty stomach," Zhao Ruhai said with an anxious look. "Firstly, you will be weak and weak without eating. Secondly, you can't drink soup and medicine on an empty stomach. You should eat something first." "Cushion."
Lu Mingwei nodded slightly.
Zhao Ruhai was so busy that he winked at Xiao Anzi, who hurriedly brought the food box in from the side hall, took out the dishes and placed it on the small table, then bowed and brought the small table to the dragon bed.
Zhao Ruhai helped Lu Mingwei stand up and placed a soft pillow behind him. At the same time, he moved the small table in front of Lu Mingwei, took a spoon and handed it to Lu Mingwei: "Long live Lord, please use meal."
Lu Mingwei took the spoon, but was not in a hurry to eat. He squinted and stared at the whitebait and water shield soup in front of him. For some reason, his lips trembled slightly.
Zhao Ruhai looked at Lu Mingwei's expression, lowered his eyes, and put half a bowl of whitebait and water shield soup in front of Lu Mingwei respectfully: "Long live Lord, please use it."
Lu Mingwei was wandering for a long time before he came back to his senses. He slowly stirred the bowl of whitebait and water shield soup, then took a spoonful and put it into his mouth. The whitebait was delicious and the water shield was smooth. The two were a perfect match. .
He remembered that in the past, his eldest son loved to eat this whitebait and water shield soup. He could eat half of the pot by himself every time. However, whitebait and water shield were not easy to come by in the capital, and he could only eat it a few times a year. At that time, he still His Highness the Prince of Qi, although he is the legitimate son of the Emperor and Empress, is not valued by the late Emperor, and his life is not comfortable. Although he is not walking on thin ice, he is still cautious and cautious. Even if he asked Zhuangzi from the south to send water shields to the capital a few times, he had to do it secretly, for fear of being discovered and being labeled as arrogant and extravagant.
So every time he looked at his eldest son scraping the bottom of the bowl and eating whitebait and water shield vegetable soup in such a mess, he always felt a little uncomfortable and felt sorry for his eldest son. At that time, he really hurt his eldest son. Son, even if this kind of love is mixed with other motives, but no matter what, he really loves this son. At that time, he once thought about it, even if it was just to let his eldest son have a bowl of food anytime and anywhere. Whitebait, water shield and vegetable soup, he must also make it for the Nine-Five Emperor.
Later, he really became the emperor in the 95th year, and he was busy with paperwork every day. The life of a king was not only extravagant and illustrious, but also tiring and busy. Gradually, his temper became more and more serious, and he lost the petty love and temperament of the past, so Although the princes who were born one after another had his blood in their bodies, it was no longer possible for him to love his other sons as much as he loved his eldest son.
But now that I think about it, it seems that after he ascended the throne, he didn't have time to have a proper meal with his eldest son, let alone remember the whitebait and water shield soup.
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"Long live my lord, is the soup cold? I'll serve you a bowl of hot food?" Zhao Ruhai asked cautiously, seeing that Lu Mingwei hadn't taken a few sips for a long time.