Bengong is actually a therapist!

Chapter 42 Look at me with a sip of milk and concubine Rong!
Yue Wangshu didn't have time to chat with the emperor, she hurriedly stopped a court lady serving hot water, ignored the fact that the hot water was scalding her hands, and hurried up to wash her hands carefully.It's not that she likes to be clean, after all, she is going to be in the delivery room, so she still needs to pay attention to hygiene.

"That concubine went to rescue Concubine Rong first!"

Yue Wang relaxed Fu's body, and was about to rush in, but the emperor grabbed his wrist, "I'll be with you!"

Yue Wangshu's eyes were full of surprise: What are you doing in there?You are not a nanny!

Then, the emperor Yan Zheng directly dragged Yue Wangshu into the inner room of the west side hall. Amid the panic of all the midwifes, Yan Zheng gave an order: "Everyone back down!"

Only then did Yue Wangshu suddenly realize, yes, the scene has to be cleared.

After dismissing everyone, Yue Wangshu quickly walked to Concubine Rong's bed.

The delivery room was brightly lit, and the cry of the baby was extremely loud. Concubine Rong Yi's face was as pale as paper, and her head was dripping with sweat. She stared blankly at the emperor and Chunliang rushing in, her eyes full of surprise and anxiety, "Your majesty... ...Is the child alright? Is it a princess or a prince?"

Yan Zheng said seriously, "Don't talk yet."

Then he looked at Yue Wanwan who was in a state of distress, "Just do your best, don't push yourself too hard."

Yue Wangshu nodded: "I understand."

Concubine Rong's face was full of confusion, what were the emperor and Chunliang talking about?She was dying, and all she wanted to know was whether her baby was a boy or a girl and whether it was healthy.

Yue Wangshu was not polite either, he pulled an embroidered pier to the bed, sat down on his own buttocks, and then grabbed Concubine Rong's hand, "Don't worry, empress!"

She didn't talk too much nonsense, and just silently said "Ultimate move launch", and then thought about "Save Concubine Rong's life" and "Try not to overdraw".

Then, she felt that her strength was drained for an instant.

This big move is still so fierce!
But after a while, Yue Wangshu felt that he couldn't even sit still. He staggered and fell towards Concubine Rong!

But in the next second, the emperor hugged her from behind, and Yue Wangshu was saved from throwing himself at Concubine Rong.

"Wan Wan!!" Yan Zheng couldn't help exclaiming, did he faint again?

Yue Wangshu let out a long sigh of relief, "Concubine...it's okay." Her voice was a little weak now, but this time, she didn't faint, she just felt very tired, tired and hungry .

It's like the feeling after waking up all day and night last time.

Yue Wangshu quickly looked at Concubine Rong: "How is your majesty feeling? Has the bleeding stopped?" As she spoke, she was about to reach out to lift Concubine Rong's quilt.

Concubine Rong's pale face instantly flushed, and she hurriedly pressed the quilt, "I feel much better."

Emperor Yan Zheng's displeased voice came from behind: "Don't lift the quilt indiscriminately, just let the midwife come in to see the doctor."

Yue Wangshu felt a little embarrassed, but Concubine Rong should be even more embarrassed, right?

After saying that, Emperor Yan Zheng helped Yue Wangshu to the outer room. Although Yue Wangshu wanted to refuse, but after she had just cast the big move, her body seemed to be hollowed out, especially her legs, and she couldn't exert any strength at all.

The limp Yue Wangshu had no choice but to bite the bullet and use the sick emperor as a crutch, and moved to the bright room outside step by step.

At this moment, Zhang Ji and the others rushed over panting, "Your Majesty!" Then, plop plop plop, kneeling on the ground like dumpling, "This innocent man runs so fast!"

Yue Wangshu was helped by the emperor Yan Zheng to sit down in an armchair beside him. Yan Zheng was too lazy to look at himself as a useless servant, and just looked at the seemingly extraordinarily weak woman in front of him: "How do you feel? Isn't it hard?"

Yue Wangshu said: "Fortunately, I just feel weak all over." As she spoke, she rubbed her stomach, and she was very hungry.

This small movement was quickly caught by Yan Zheng, and then, his eyes moved, and he said in a low voice: "Why don't you go to my Yanqing Palace to rest."

Yue Wangshu hurriedly shook his head.

Yan Zheng raised his eyebrows: "At this hour, only the imperial dining room of my Yan Qing Palace is still on duty."

Yue Wangshu stopped shaking his head in an instant, ah, this...

At this time, the midwife came out of the inner room with a face full of surprise, and knelt on the ground to report: "Thanks to the protection of the emperor's dragon spirit! The bleeding of Concubine Rong has stopped!"

Yue Wangshu couldn't help curling his lips secretly: What's the matter with the sick emperor, Concubine Rong is the mother's nurse!
The emperor Yan Zheng suddenly said seriously: "It is a pure man who is proficient in medical skills, who gave Concubine Rong an emergency injection just now, and thus saved Concubine Rong's life."

All of a sudden, everyone present understood that the emperor brought Chunliang into the delivery room alone, and wanted Chunliang to give the empress an injection!
That's right, although the imperial physicians are also proficient in acupuncture, it is necessary to expose the skin in acupuncture and moxibustion. The empresses of the harem are all the emperor's women, how can they be seen by outside men?
Yan Zhengxuan instructed Zhang Ji again: "Since the danger has been saved, don't alarm the queen. It won't be too late to announce tomorrow."

"Yes, slaves obey!"

Yan Zheng finally told everyone in Yufu Palace to take good care of Concubine Rong, and helped Yue Wangshu up again.

Yue Wangshu was very embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "My concubine rested for a while, and now I have regained some strength, my concubine can walk now."

Zhang Ji couldn't help but said: "Chunliang must have run all the way to get exhausted, why are you doing this! The servants and servants have specially prepared shoulder pads for you, I didn't expect you to run fast enough!"

Yue Wangshu has a dark line, and he even prepared shoulder clothes for her? !It was too dark at night, and she was too anxious, so she didn't even notice!
Although she is not qualified to take the shoulder car with her position, but she is too tired tonight, anyway, this is the emperor's will, so Yue Wangshu will not find fault for herself and go to the Yanqing Palace on her legs.

Concubine Rong's Yufu Palace is not far from the Emperor's Yanqing Palace, sitting on the shoulders, it takes less than two quarters of an hour to arrive at the stop.

I have to say, being carried by someone, leisurely, really comfortable!
On the way back, the emperor Yan Zheng gave Zhang Ji an order on his shoulders: "Go and order the imperial dining room to prepare some supper. I'm a little hungry."

Therefore, not long after Yue Wangshu came to Yanqing Palace, the supper was delivered!
There are honey orange cake, lotus leaf cake, double happiness bag, five-color cake, sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root cake, mochi and taro cake, and a bowl of hot and sweet rose sandwiched Lantern Festival.

It's so rich for a supper!
Yue Wangshu picked up the bowl of Lantern Festival first, and ate the soup together without leaving any pastries behind. After a while, he ate seven or eight eight, and only then did he feel full.

After eating and drinking enough, sleepiness will strike again.

Emperor Yan Zheng pointed to the Ba Bu bed inside and said, "Go and sleep in it."

Today, because she didn't look up her sign, the cot bed was not moved in, "Then where do you sleep, Your Majesty?"

Yan Zheng smiled: "It's already past the fourth watch, I'm going to the imperial study for a while, and it's almost time to go to court."

That morning was really early enough.

Yue Wangshu spit out silently, then dragged his heavy steps, fell headlong on the emperor's dragon bed, and fell asleep in seconds.

Seeing this, Yan Zheng sighed slightly, stepped forward, took off her shoes, covered her with the quilt, and stretched out his hand to lower the curtain, but looking at the extremely tired sleeping face - knowing that, with such a big effort, Such a trick would have such a result, but she still went to Yufu Palace without hesitation and saved Concubine Rong...

I really don't know whether to say that she is kind-hearted, or... virtuous.

"Go to sleep."

(End of this chapter)