The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

  Chapter 602 Suspicious

For fear of being blamed by the emperor, the imperial physician Ling quickly explained the emperor’s condition in detail. He said all in professional terms, and the emperor and concubine Hui were confused.

  The emperor interrupted the imperial doctor order impatiently.

   "You just need to tell me when this disease will be cured."

  The imperial doctor made his forehead sweating with tension, but he didn't dare to wipe it, so he could only be careful and authentic.

  "At least one month, as long as one year."

The emperor became more and more dissatisfied: "You said the same before. It has been more than half a month now. You still say that. Are you deliberately fooling me?!"

  The Royal Doctor Ling hurriedly knelt down: "Weichen dare not, what the Weichen said is the truth!

   Although your Majesty said it was only a skin wound, but he lost too much blood. If he wants to heal, he must spend more time and slowly recuperating.

  If your Majesty wants to get better soon, there is also a way for Weichen.

  But the dosage must be increased.

   Your Majesty should know that it is three-point poison.

  If the medicine is too strong, it will hurt your majesty’s dragon body.

  Weichen thinks that it is better to focus on recuperation, supplemented by mild decoction.

  In this way, although the recovery is relatively slow, it will not damage your majesty’s dragon body.

  In the long run, this is the best treatment for your Majesty. "

The emperor    also slightly understood pharmacology.

  He knew that what the Imperial Doctor Ling said was reasonable, but he was anxious.

  As the prince of a country, he is always sick in bed, and it is easy for some uneasy and kind people to have the idea of ​​taking advantage of the void.

  He must heal as soon as possible.

  The emperor suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and said solemnly: "Get up."

  The doctor ordered to stand up and quietly wiped the cold sweat from his head.

  Waiting for the pulse, the imperial doctor ordered to withdraw.

  The emperor is still frowning, looking in a bad mood.

  Concubine Hui talked about some interesting things in the palace and wanted to make the emperor happy.

  The emperor was always absent-minded.

  Gan Fu came in and asked what he wanted for lunch?

  The emperor had no appetite and didn't want to eat anything.

  He frowned and said: "Look at it, just keep it light."

   "Here."

  A series of exquisite meals were served on the table. These meals had been tried by someone to poison, but the emperor still had doubts.

  Hui Fei was very acquainted, so she helped the emperor try all the dishes first.

  The emperor watched her eat the food with his own eyes, and after he was sure that there was nothing unusual, he picked up the bowl and drank the soup slowly.

  His appetite is really bad.

  After only a small bowl of soup, he couldn't drink it anymore.

Concubine Hui advised him to eat more.

  Unfortunately useless.

  The emperor is not hungry, he just has no appetite, no matter what he eats, he tastes like chewing wax.

  He was a little upset, expressing that he wanted to be quiet by himself.

Concubine Hui stood up and said warmly: "The concubine will go to the side hall to rest for a while, your majesty will have a good rest. If you have anything to do, you will summon your concubine, and your concubine will be here on call."

"Um."

  As soon as Concubine Hui left, the emperor called Gan Fu over.

   "You ask to check the imperial doctor's order to see if there is anything unusual about him lately?"

   "Here."

  Ganfu took the order to leave.

  The imperial doctor's order was pulled up by the emperor with one hand. It was regarded as one of the emperor's confidantes, and the emperor should trust him very much.

  But the emperor has always been suspicious.

  He can even doubt his own son, let alone an imperial doctor's order.

  During the Dragon Boat Festival, he was assassinated and injured in the castle tower. Although he had cleaned the guards, all suspicious people were dealt with by him, but the real murderer was still not caught behind the scenes.

  The emperor has always been very disturbed.

  He touched the wound on his chest.

  The wound is crusted and it doesn’t hurt much.

  But his physical condition is far worse than before.

  Years of political struggles have allowed him to develop an extremely keen sense of smell.

  He suspected that he was harmed by someone.

  If his guess is true, then those who can attack him ignorantly, except for the concubine who accompanies him every day, are those who are too hospitalized.

  Those concubines all depend on him to live, and if he dies, those concubines must also be buried.

  They won’t be so stupid to push themselves on the road to absolutes.

   Aside from them, the only suspect is the hospital.

  The sun is gradually setting west.

  At dusk, the welcoming team came to Dingbei Houfu lively.

  Bu Shengyan, wearing a red dress, walked out of the Hou Mansion with the help of Xi Niang.

  She covered her face with a fan, and her long skirt was winding down the steps, and the red gems on top of Fengchai were shining in the light of the setting sun.

  Dingbeihou stood at the door of the Hou’s mansion with a cane, watching the girl getting further and further away from him, his eyes were red.

  Starting from today, the daughter he raised with great care will become a member of another family.

  She has a husband and a new family.

  She has new support and no longer needs the protection of her father.

  Ding Yuanhou quietly wiped his eyes with his sleeve while others were not paying attention.

  Amidst the laughter, the newlyweds sat in the sedan chair.

The guests from   Hou’s Mansion joined the team to send them to the British Mansion.

  The wedding process was arranged long ago by the etiquette department, and the process is very cumbersome.

  When they reached the last step, Ying Wang and Bu Shengyan were too tired.

  King King can’t rest yet.

  He has to go outside to entertain guests.

  Bu Shengyan sat on the wedding bed alone, accompanied by a maid and Xi Niang.

  The night outside is getting darker and darker.

  Bu Shengyan almost fell asleep waiting.

  The King of England is finally back.

  As soon as he entered the door, the maid and Xi Niang walked out wittily.

  Only the newlyweds are left in the house.

  Bu Shengyan still maintains an upright sitting posture, holding a gold fan in his hand, the fan covering his face.

   She lowered her eyebrows and saw a pair of black silk shoes stopped in front of her.

   Immediately afterwards, the fan in her hand was taken away.

  She raised her head and met Luo Yechen's gaze.

  The two eyes face each other.

  After a brief silence.

  Luo Yechen laughed happily.

   "You are so beautiful today."

  Before, he only thought that Bu Shengyan was fierce, like a tigress, and didn't care much about her looks.

   But now, under the candlelight, her bright face, like a ball of flame, shone into his eyes, and even his heart burned.

  Bu Shengyan pursed his lips and smiled, and asked, "How much wine did you drink?"

  She smelled the strong alcohol on Luo Yechen's body, coupled with his flushed cheeks, she should have drunk a lot.

Sober tea is placed on the small table next to   .

  She poured a cup of tea and handed it to Luo Yechen.

   Luo Yechen said, “No, I didn’t actually drink much.”

  Bu Shengyan didn’t believe it: “If you haven’t drunk much, why would you have such a heavy alcohol odor on your body?”

  Luo Yechen leaned over and said in her ear.

   "I know those guys will deliberately drink alcohol.

  I quietly spilled a little drink on my clothes when they were not paying attention.

  This makes me smell so full of alcohol.

  Others will think that I have drunk a lot, so I pretend to be drunk and more realistic.

  As long as I'm drunk, those people won't be able to irritate me anymore. "

  (End of this chapter)