Chunman Palace

Chapter 27
After lunch, Lin Qingyu sat on the red sandalwood chair and flipped through the medical books she asked for from Doctor Li. She scanned the pages of the books and recited them silently in her heart.

Ever since she was trapped in the predicament of "Chi Linglong", she has become interested in medical books and pharmacology. Thinking that it is not a good idea to always go to the imperial hospital for inquiries, she asked Li imperial doctor for some medical books and pharmacopoeia to read by herself.

Scorpion grass, also called Shoutian.Although it is slightly poisonous, and the skin is red, swollen and tingling when touched, it can also be used as medicine.

This poisonous weed that almost harmed her once has become something that can be used now.

Poison is poison, poison is medicine, poison can save people if used well, but medicine can harm people if used wrongly.

As long as she understands the truth, it is more than enough to protect herself. She doesn't want to dream of that nightmare again before she is proficient in medicine, the dream that often makes her tremble with fear.

In the dream, she was framed because of her unfamiliarity with medicine, and in the end she suffered a crushing defeat and was scribbled and abandoned in the suburbs.

Only reading this medical book from time to time gave her a sense of security.

At noon, Lingqiao was packing up the bowls and chopsticks, and Mo'er came in with a bag of money in her mind, and asked her to go out first to watch the fire cooking the confinement medicine.

Mo'er walked into the house and put the money bag on the table.

This is the 50 taels of silver sent by Jingui.

Seeing her preoccupied appearance, Lin Qingyu put down the medical book and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo'er glanced at the purse on the table first, then raised her eyes and asked in puzzlement: "My lord, why did you say those things to Mr. Jin?"

After all, Mo'er was too innocent to understand her intentions.

She still picked up the medical book, "If it wasn't like this, how would we know if this sisterhood is genuine?"

"But I think Mr. Jingui has treated the young master very well, and his friendship is very deep."

"The friendship is deep..." She felt a little lonely, her gaze dimmed, and she said with self-pity: "Yes, but after all, I am not as familiar as Concubine Chang and Sister Mu who have known each other since childhood, and I can even share favors."

Seeing that the words made people even more depressed, Mo'er quickly persuaded: "My lord, don't think about it too much. Jin Gui also regards you as a sister."

Outside the door, Lingqiao suddenly shouted: "Eunuch Li is here! Please come in!"

Lin Qingyu stood up to welcome Li Qiao, and saw Li Qiao's face full of spring breeze, congratulating him: "My lord, the emperor invited you to accompany him in the Hall of Qingxin, these things are rewarded by the emperor! The most precious thing is this Lantian jade hibiscus flower bracelet, my lord please look."

The brocade box was opened, and there was only a purple-pink jade bracelet placed in it. It was moist and translucent, emitting a faint light in the sun, like dew in the morning, which made people's heart flutter.

She said happily: "This jade bracelet made of Lantian jade is so exquisite, thank you Eunuch Li."

"Uh..." Li Qiao suddenly showed embarrassment, paused, and then said with a smile on his face, "Lin promised, this Lantian Furong Jade is not Lantian Jade, but Furong Jade, also called Binghua Furong Jade."

Lin Qingyu regretted the answer she took for granted.

Lingqiao heard Li Qiao talking about Furongyu from outside the house, and came in with a porcelain bowl containing medicine, and also went up to her and said:

"Yes, my lord, I heard that the jade ring given to Concubine Yang by Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty is this one, and it is also named after the nickname Furong. Wearing this precious jade on the left can nourish the heart, and wearing it on the right can nourish the lungs. The emperor's thoughts on the little lord You can learn from the sun and the moon.”

Lin Qingyu laughed hard: "Thank you, Eunuch Li, please go back and tell the emperor, I will go there later."

Li Qiao bowed obediently to the man, ordered him to put away his things and leave.

In the Qingxin Hall, Xuan Yin was reviewing the memorial.

The ice jar next to the desk was mostly melted, and the palace servants brought in new ice, but he stopped him and drove them out.

Recently, he specially invited that "Prince Li" to diagnose and treat his fear of heat. In addition to taking decoction three times a day, the use of cold and ice should be reduced to one-third of the original, but he can persist, after all, every time After taking the decoction, it can keep cool for several hours.

Li Qiao had already returned from Yaohua Pavilion and helped Xuan Yin get a new pot of tea.

Xuan Yin looked up and asked, "Is everything delivered? How should I say it?"

"Oh, Lin promised that he really likes the Lantian jade bracelet awarded by the emperor."

"Lantian jade?" Xuan Yin remembered that there was no such thing among the things sent out, so he couldn't help but put down his pen and wondered: "What Lantian jade bracelet? When?"

"It's the Lantian hibiscus jade bracelet that the emperor picked." Li Qiao reminded.

Xuan Yin sneered with his nose, raised his lips and said, "So that's the case. Given her background, it's reasonable to not know Fu Rong Yu."

There was a message from outside, and Lin agreed to arrive.

Lin Qingyu's blue silver lotus dress was fresh and elegant, and she was wearing the hibiscus jade bracelet that Xuan Yin gave her on her wrist. She saluted respectfully: "My concubine pays my respects to the emperor."

"Get up." Xuan Yin replied lightly, then leaned back on the wooden chair, let out a long breath, and felt a little tired.

Lin Qingyu thought twice, and stepped forward to help someone rub his shoulders.

"The emperor is tired, my concubine will help you relax."

Xuan Yin said softly "um", and then fell silent.

I don't know how long I pressed it, but Xuan Yin seemed to have fallen asleep, and didn't say a word.

And Xuan Yin didn't speak, and she didn't dare to stop. She could only help people massage her stiff shoulders continuously, gritted her teeth and endured the pain in her hands. During the substitution period, the emperor would blame him if he woke up, so he refused.

The person in front of him moved his body and turned his head: "What's the matter, is Lin Xu still pressing my shoulders?"

Only then did she stop moving, and took back her trembling hand: "The emperor didn't say stop, so how can the concubine rest first? Besides, the emperor is working hard on the affairs of the state, so the concubine should do so."

Xuan Yin looked at her carefully, feeling confused.

She was so bold before, bathing herself in hot water that he hated, but now she is terrified because of this trivial matter. Is she afraid of him or not?
Originally, because Lin Qingyu had little knowledge, he didn't want to pay more attention, but now this matter really touched his heart.

"Hand out."

"Ah?" Lin Qingyu was a little confused.

Xuan Yin sighed helplessly, stretched out his hands to grab the man's hands, and rubbed them gently.

The sore feeling became clearer, and Lin Qingyu couldn't help taking a few breaths: "Hiss..."

"Does it hurt?" Xuan Yin raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Lin Qingyu's face was a bit ugly, she frowned slightly and said: "Your Majesty, I just need to go back and rub some medicinal wine, how can I trouble you like this..."

These words reminded Xuan Yin, and he immediately ordered: "Li Qiao, go and get that bottle of Huoluo ointment."

Li Qiao responded, and took a flat blue porcelain box from the storage room behind the library and put it on the table.

Xuan Yin opened the porcelain box, scraped out some milky white ointment from inside, applied it on Lin Qingyu's hands, and gently twisted it to let the ointment fully penetrate into every joint.

The medicine has an incomparable fragrance, and it smells cool, and the pain has been relieved a lot. It was cool for a while, and after rubbing the medicine, the knuckles became warm again.

Moreover, Xuan Yin's hands are very slender, with distinct joints, rubbing her hands makes her heart tremble unexpectedly.

While Lin Qingyu was enjoying tenderness, an untimely voice came from outside the hall:
"Concubine Chang is here."

(End of this chapter)