When the door of the secret passage was closed, Duan Changchuan turned around and saw Yun Xie crossing his arms, looking at him curiously.
Duan Changchuan: …
"What's that expression on your face?"
Yun Xie came over excitedly: "Of course it's the expression of my brother finally getting married. Hey, did you have your wedding night right away? How was it? Tell me about it, brother."
Duan Changchuan snatched the fan he was fanning and knocked him on the head: "What's the point of having a wedding? I didn't agree to have a child, and she doesn't really want one."
The young man took back his fan and sat down beside him excitedly: "You sound a little disappointed? What if she really wants it?"
Duan Changchuan rolled his eyes at him and said, "There is no if. She doesn't really want it. What's the point of making this assumption?"
After saying that, he poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip.
Yun Xie was still talking to himself: "Ah... That's true. The Queen has someone else in her heart. She was trying to commit suicide last month. She shouldn't let it go so quickly. I've also seen that the guy named Lin Qing took the exam four years ago and didn't even make it to the palace exam. He's not that good. It's just that he knew the Queen earlier. Otherwise, it would have been our Majesty who saved the Queen from the dire situation... What a pity, what a pity..."
Duan Changchuan was stunned when he heard this, and he tilted his head back and drank all the wine in the glass.
Anyway... the last step is to meet and you've already lost, right
The next moment, he was stunned by this thought again.
This is... what happened
It was clearly a forced marriage. There was no love between him and Bai Su. They had never even met before the wedding.
What was he and Lin Qing competing for
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Duan Changchuan and Yun Xie, one was muttering to himself while the other was drinking. Before they knew it, Duan Changchuan had already had his sixth glass of wine.
It was Yun Xie who realized something was wrong and hurriedly stopped him: "How much have you drunk? I didn't count just now, you haven't exceeded it, have you?"
After saying that, he shook the wine jug again.
There is not much left…
Duan Changchuan: “Not sure.”
Yun Xie: …
Although the tone and voice of his speech were no different from usual, Yun Xie still knew: he was drunk.
Normally, this person would never add "的" at the end of a sentence when speaking.
"Not sure? I think you know it very well."
Yun Xie gritted his teeth.
Actually, Duan Changchuan was not an alcoholic. On the contrary, he had almost never been drunk. Firstly, Changle and Yunxie were very strict and would not allow him to drink more than a little, and secondly, he himself had always been very restrained.
Because Duan Changchuan was very well behaved when he was drunk, except for a little redness on his neck, he looked the same as usual.
But he has a very fatal flaw, which is: he is obedient and listens to everyone. He will do whatever others tell him to do, and is more obedient than a five or six-year-old child.
If this happened in an ordinary household, it would be harmless and even a little cute...
But he was an emperor, and that was terrible.
So Duan Changchuan never got drunk again.
Now, the young man opened his dark eyes and looked at him innocently: "I didn't notice, about three... four or five cups? I can start counting now."
Yun Xie: …
He told Changle to take the wine jug away expressionlessly: "You can't drink anymore."
The young man put his long sleeves on his knees and sat up straight: "Oh, okay."
Yun Xie and Chang Le, both of them:…
"My lord, uh... how about letting His Majesty sleep in this courtyard and go back after he sobers up?" Changle asked respectfully.
Yun Xie: …
"Why is he sleeping here? Didn't he come here to drink to drown his sorrows in anger because he wanted to let everyone know that Rong Wu was upset about the incident? He could have just had one or two drinks and pretended to be drunk, but he got himself completely drunk."
But this person is not as good as pretending to be drunk when he is really drunk...
Far from the mark.
Yun Xie helped the man up while cursing:
"Forget it, I'll send him back... He can't pretend, I'll do it!"
"It's really my ancestor..."
But the instigator was very obedient. When he didn't understand, he just mumbled: "Hmm...?"
Yun Xie: "It's okay, I owe you."
Duan Changchuan: "Oh..."
After a while, he asked again: "When did you owe me the money? When will you pay me back? I will give the silver to Lord Rong."
“… All right, anything is fine!”
…
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The "two drunkards" talked loudly all the way back to the Mingsheng Temple from the Sitianjian. As soon as they entered the room, Changle drove out all the servants.
Yun Xie's dazed eyes immediately cleared up, and he directed Yi Man in an orderly manner: "Go to the kitchen and get some hangover soup. Your master should have asked someone to prepare it in advance, so just go and get it."
The young eunuch immediately agreed and hurried out.
While giving hurried instructions, Duan Changchuan sat on the edge of the bed and played with his clothes.
Very well behaved.
Not noisy, not noisy, and not making trouble.
Yun Xie sat opposite him, poured a cup of tea and drank it, saying: "If you don't feel uncomfortable being drunk now, wait for Yi Man to come back and drink the sobering soup before going to sleep."
The boy took a while to react before he softly said "hmm".
Then... he covered his mouth with his hands and said, "But I want to vomit."
Yun Xie:!!!
He quickly called Changle in: "Quick, your Majesty wants to vomit, help him over to vomit!"
So, it was another round of trouble...
When he was sent back, he had wilted ten times more than before. He was still touching his belly, and his whole body exuded a sense of grievance.
"Have you finished vomiting?" Yun Xie brought hot water over and handed it to the young man.
Changle shook his head: "He didn't vomit, he just sat for a while and said his stomach felt uncomfortable. I asked someone to go to the Imperial Hospital to ask for Doctor Fang, he will be here soon."
After that, he leaned forward and asked Duan Changchuan: "Your Majesty, how are you? Do you still feel uncomfortable in your stomach?"
The boy bit his lip and nodded, then let out a long sigh.
Then, he made a tiny crack with his index thumb: "A little bit."
Changle quickly supported him and rubbed him: "It's okay, Doctor Fang will be here soon, let him take a look at you."
"Oh... OK."
Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.
Fang Moyan came in with Yi Man, carrying his usual medicine box, and said, "Your Majesty, I respectfully wish you the best of health."
The young man nodded reservedly, frowned and touched his stomach: "I drank a few glasses of wine today, and my abdomen is a little painful. Doctor Fang, please take a look at me."
Fang Moyan immediately took out the pulse pillow and led him to the table.
During the consultation, ask:
"Your Majesty, are you drinking on an empty stomach?"
"No, drinking on an empty stomach is harmful to the body. This is what my father said."
"Uh... yes, the late emperor is right... Then how many cups did you drink, Your Majesty?"
The boy held up three fingers: "A little more than three cups."
Yun Xie raised his eyebrows and said, "Small pot."
Duan Changchuan didn't say anything this time.
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It was originally just an ordinary medical consultation, but as the question was going on, Fang Moyan fell silent.
Not only did the sound fade away, but his brows also furrowed further and further.
Duan Changchuan didn't understand and just stared at him, a little bewildered.
Yun Xie noticed something unusual and immediately became serious. He asked, "Doctor Fang, did you find anything unusual?"
Who would have thought...
When Fang Moyan looked up, his gaze was more confused than anyone else present.
Changle and Yunxie both:
"Uh... Your Majesty did just drink a little too much. He will be fine after a good night's sleep, but... uh, but..."
He said "but", but after the word "but" he hesitated. It was obvious that he had something else to say, but he was hesitant and didn't dare to say it.
Yun Xie, Chang Le and Yi Man looked at each other, and the two young eunuchs immediately understood and left.
When there were only three people left in the room, Fang Moyan spoke hesitantly, "I'm sorry... Lord Yun, I do feel that the pulse is a little strange... I probably, uh, may not be very skilled, so I can't diagnose more. I beg Your Majesty to allow me to send a letter to my master, and then I will diagnose Your Majesty again."
Yun Xie frowned: "What kind of strange pulse condition does it require to send a letter to your master? Can't you just ask other people from the Imperial Hospital to come and have a consultation together?"
Logically speaking, this is the correct procedure for imperial physicians to see patients.
But when Fang Moyan heard that he was going to call other imperial doctors for a joint consultation, his face turned pale and he knelt down quickly: "Not appropriate! Master Yun, this is really inappropriate... Or, let's wait for my master to come over and discuss it!"
Yun Xie's whole:
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Doctor Fang now: Why? How is it possible? I don't believe it... Is it because my medical skills are not good enough? How could I be wrong about such a small matter
Doctor Fang later said: (lights a cigarette)… I plan to brag about this for the rest of my life.