Feng Jin looked at the woman kneeling in front of him, and bent down to help her up: "Concubine Ai, don't be too polite." His gaze swept across the knee that was covered by the robe, and turned to Gao Dezhong behind him and said, "Let it be known to others. The doctor is here."
"Yes," Gao Dezhong retreated after hearing the words, and Yun Xi also retreated with the steaming basin. When she retreated to the door, she raised her head and looked over worriedly, only to feel relieved when she saw that the emperor was sitting down with his master. back down.
"Take it up and show it to me," Feng Jin looked at the tightly covered knee, and said in a flat voice, "Is there something I can't know?"
Zhuang Luoyan hesitantly lifted up his trousers, revealing the scary-looking bruise, "Actually, it's not serious, it just looks scary..."
"Your father is a good official." As an emperor, he usually doesn't talk about the previous dynasty in front of his concubine easily, so Feng Jin just said this and then changed the subject, "If you have any illness, pay more attention to the hospital. What are people doing when they are idle?"
The emperor didn't mention how her injury came about. Zhuang Luoyan naturally wouldn't say something else sentimental, but just smiled: "The concubine is just thinking about the late night, and it's not appropriate to quarrel with other people in the palace."
"You are my woman, don't worry too much," Feng Jin patted the back of Zhuang Luoyan's hand, and his tone was a little gentle, "If you don't take good care of your body, how can I feel at ease."
"Your Majesty," Zhuang Luoyan glanced at the emperor moved, and lowered his head slowly, believing in the emperor's mouth, it is better to believe in hell.
Someone once said that when a woman bows her head with a shy look, it is most attractive. Feng Jin is a normal man, so under such a face, it is inevitable that he will be moved a little. He just thinks that the medicine has not yet been applied to Zhao Concubine's knee, so he just stretches out his hand. Caressing the blue silk, the other hand held the cool catkin.
There was no incense burning in the Taoyu Pavilion, only a faint fruity fragrance. I think Zhao Concubines put fresh fruit in the gauze clothes and dresses. Although the smell is light, it makes people feel very comfortable.
Zhuang Luoyan didn't know what the emperor was thinking, so she wouldn't move easily, but just pretended to slowly approach the emperor's arms inadvertently, as if it was the instinct of the body, rather than deliberately contrived and seduced.
The soft touch in his arms made Feng Jin hug the person in his arms unconsciously. He didn't speak, and he didn't want to speak at this moment. The rare quietness and ease made the corners of his mouth rise comfortably.
Gao Dezhong, who was standing outside the door, was a little surprised when he heard that there was no sound in the room. With such a good opportunity, shouldn't Concubine Zhao put a block on Concubine Yuan in front of the emperor? Could it be that Concubine Zhao really has a deep-rooted love for the emperor? , see the emperor forgot everything
I really don't know whether this Concubine Zhao is stupid or lucky. If the emperor hadn't happened to hear the words of their master and servant, then Concubine Zhao's grievances could only be in vain, and I'm afraid that they will continue to be wronged in the future.
After all, although favor is very important in this harem, status is equally important, not to mention that the emperor is not the kind of master who favors anyone and forgets everything. In this harem, the rules to abide by must be required.
"Father-in-law, the medical girl is here," the little eunuch followed by two medical girls, looking at the attire of the two, he knew that they were not low-level.
Gao Dezhong nodded. He thought about Concubine Zhao's injured knee, which was inappropriate for the imperial doctor, so he arranged for his little eunuch to call the doctor's daughter. Presumably the emperor would not blame him for making his own decisions.
"Your Majesty, the doctor girl from the Imperial Hospital is asking to see you." Outside the door, Gao Dezhong raised his voice slightly, enough for the master in the house to hear it.
"Xuan," Feng Jin let go of Concubine Zhao, very satisfied with Gao Dezhong's sanity. After the two medical girls came in, he waved his hands and said, "Don't be too polite, look at Concubine Zhao's knee injury."
The two medical girls still curtseyed before they approached the bed. After seeing the injury on Concubine Zhao's knees, their eyelids jumped. They were medical girls in the palace, and they couldn't see why the bruises came. But looking at the emperor's attitude, I'm afraid that the master who is embarrassing Zhao Concubine will be in trouble.
The slightly older medical woman saluted: "Your Majesty, Master Zhao Concubine, this injury has not hurt the bones and muscles. It will heal in a few days after applying the medicine. Just rub the bruises away, and the Concubine Zhao will suffer some pain."
"It's okay," Zhuang Luoyan smiled, "you just need to take medicine."
"Master Zhaoconcubine, this minister has offended me." The older medical woman took out the ointment, rubbed it in the palm of her hand, then covered the bruised area and rubbed it harder.
Zhuang Luoyan blinked a few times in pain, then tilted her head to the solemn-looking emperor and said, "Your Majesty, the concubine is fine."
Feng Jin saw the fine cold sweat on Concubine Zhao's forehead and the smile she tried to express naturally at the corner of her mouth, and reached out to hold her hand, "I know."
Gao Dezhong buried his head even lower. He thought that Concubine Zhao was smarter than before, but he still looks like a fool today. If he behaved a little weaker at this time, the emperor might feel more distressed. Worry, just silly.
The emperor... how could he really be worried? No one in the world knows, but the most ruthless family of emperors.
Gao Dezhong is not a real man, so he won't really understand the real state of mind of a man. Weak women see a lot, if a woman pretends to be strong for him, sometimes it will make men more pity.
The soft hair was already sticking to the slightly sweaty face, and the palm of the hand that was holding Feng Jin was also sweating, but the woman still smiled softly, as if it really didn't hurt at all. Rao is Feng Jin's heart is so hard, he can't help but soften two points.
After the medicine is applied, the faint herbal smell permeates the room. This smell is not unpleasant, and even gives a faint sense of refreshment.
Feng Jin wiped the sweat from Zhuang Luoyan's forehead with his own hands, "How many times do you need to take this medicine?"
"Go back to the emperor, this medicine is only like this once today. In the future, you only need to apply the ointment evenly to the wound." The doctor girl was surprised that Zhao Concubine didn't even snort.
"That's good, you all retreat." Feng Jin closed Zhuang Luoyan's shirt, and after waving away the doctor girl, "come here, wait for me to undress."
"Your Majesty..." Zhuang Luoyan's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect Feng Jin to rest.
Feng Jin glanced at her and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter with Concubine Ai?"
Zhuang Luoyan shook his head, "No..."
After undressing, Feng Jin and Zhuang Luoyan were lying on the bed, Feng Jin stretched out his hand to take a look, and hugged the people around him, "How old is Concubine Ai this year?"
Zhuang Luoyan showed a contemptuous expression in the dark. She rolled the sheets so many times that she didn't even know the age of the old lady. But the tone was filled with joy and shyness, "Your Majesty, the concubine will be eighteen after the sixteenth of the next month."
"Eighteen is the age of a flower," Feng Jin rubbed his chin lightly on the top of Zhuang Luo's hair, "I was eighteen when I ascended the throne, aren't you only eight years old?"
"On the day the emperor ascended the throne, when he ordered the wives to visit the shrine, the concubine was the direct daughter of the mansion, so she could follow her mother to visit the shrine, so I was fortunate to have seen His Majesty's heroic appearance at that time." She rubbed her head into the arms of the person beside her, "The concubine is still Remember, the weather was exceptionally sunny that day, when the concubine didn't know the rules, and when everyone was kneeling, the concubine secretly looked up at the emperor, and the emperor stood on the high jade steps, dazzling."
Feng Jin reached out and patted Zhuang Luoyan's back, and said with a smile in his voice, "I really don't know the rules."
Everyone in the world likes to listen to good things, and they love others to think about him all the time. Even if this person is an emperor or a wise man, he is still a person.
In the dark, Zhuang Luoyan smiled like a flower, but there was no love in this smile.