After the divorce, the queen mother was pampered by powerful ministers

Chapter 87
Chen Guogong's mansion.

Wang Miaoyan lay weakly on the white jade octagonal table under the apricot tree, fiddling with the pale pink petals that fell on the table with her fingertips.

"Why wasn't I born in February?"

"Don't want to enter the palace?" Su Wunian asked lightly.

Wang Miaoyan looked at the maids standing far enough away, pouted and said: "Yes, what's the advantage of entering the palace? You can't do anything, a group of women circle around a man, it's boring."

Su Wunian smiled slightly, "That's the supreme being in the world."

"What about the supreme being in the world? Isn't he still locked in the palace and turned into a canary. Compared to being a trapped canary, I would rather be a free sparrow, see thousands of rivers and mountains, and benefit the people everywhere." She The round jewel-like eyes are full of radiance, full of yearning for freedom.

She leaned over and said in a low voice: "It's all said in the story book, after entering the palace, it will be difficult to figure it out."

Looking at Su Wunian with bright, round jewel-like eyes, "Have you thought about it? Are you really entering the palace?"

Su Wunian grinned, "I have no choice."

"Why don't you have a choice?" The eldest son of the Chu family never left your eyes, but you never looked back.

It's strange to say, since Eldest Master Chu likes his cousin, why didn't he come directly to propose marriage, instead of just watching her enter the palace?Could it be that the Chu family disagreed with this marriage?
Young Master Chu and his cousin didn't say anything, and he didn't want to talk too much.

An old nanny hurriedly came to report: "Miss, Miss Shen."

"What happened? So flustered?" Wang Miaoyan sat upright and asked.

"The news came from King Zhen's mansion that King Zhen is critically ill and his life is hanging by a thread." The old nanny said respectfully.

Su Wunian's imposing eyes suddenly shrank, her eyelashes spread out, and the hand resting on the side of the stone table tightly pinched the table string, and said in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Her reaction seemed to be greater than Wang Miaoyan's.

"You said King Zhen is going to die soon?" Wang Miaoyan stood up with a "shua".

"Yes, Madam and Duke have rushed over."

Town King's Mansion.

Su Wunian followed the crowd and walked into King Zhen's bedroom. King Zhen was lying on the bed, unconscious, but his face was pale, as if he was terminally ill.

Obviously when she left the imperial capital, although the elder brother lost some weight, he seemed to have recovered very well and was still strong.Why did he suddenly become terminally ill in such a short period of time?

Was the strange illness related to Song Wan'er?

If she was able to move in Zhen Wang's residence, this hand would be stretched too long.

Zhenguo's wife, Zhang Zhixiu, was dressed in brocade clothes, not yet forty, with fair skin and beautiful appearance, and her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Zhang Zhilan's.She was sitting by the bed, holding a brocade handkerchief in her hand, her eyes were red and swollen as if she had cried.The young prince Su Shengfeng was handsome, with Zhang Zhixiu's beauty vaguely in his brows, but a little less masculine. Standing on the side of the bed, the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

The Su family and the Wang family were originally closely related, the Su family produced military generals, and the Wang family produced civil servants.

The Duke asked with concern: "Why did you suddenly become so ill? You seemed to be in good spirits a while ago."

"Illnesses go away like threads, and illnesses come like mountains. Since I was injured in the Palace of Bliss last year during the palace change, my internal injuries have not healed."

"I usually look down on my spirits, but after all, the bones of the body have left the root of the disease. This winter and spring are changing, and I am most likely to catch wind and cold. About this year ago, I only had a slight cough. I took several medicines, but there was no improvement."

"The emperor is kind and worried about his health, so he also specially sent the imperial physician to visit him, and gave him many precious medicinal materials. He has been taking medicine, but the cold has not improved."

"In the past few days, it has suddenly become serious, and the fever persists in the middle of the night. Sometimes the fever is confused, and I always mutter the baby name of the empress dowager, saying something to find her." As he spoke, he choked and shed tears, and the tears continued. fall down.

Su Wunian's eyes full of aura were covered with a thin layer of water mist, and the tip of his nose was slightly sour, as if he was suffocated.When the eldest brother was on his deathbed, he was still thinking about himself.

"What disease did the imperial doctor say? Is it just a common cold?" Mrs. Guo frowned and asked.

"Yes, it's the wind and cold." Zhang Zhixiu said firmly, "All the doctors say so."

"But if it's just a general cold, why can't it be cured for a long time? Did the doctor say anything about the reason?" the Duke asked.

"The doctor said, it's just repeated wind and cold, coupled with the unhealed old injury, which completely hurt the body."

"Why does it repeat? Could it be that the wind-cold is cured, but it recurs after a few days?"

"Yes, it's always repeated like this." Zhang Zhixiu quickly reached out and wiped away tears with the brocade handkerchief in his hand, "I don't know what's wrong, this time the wind and cold can't be cured."

"It was fine at first glance, but it relapsed after one night."

Chen Guogong sighed slightly, "After all, I am old, and my body is not as good as before. When I was young, I have been on the battlefield for a long time, and it is inevitable that I will suffer from the root cause of the disease." All the children of the Su family are like this. Isn't it because Su Shengren went to the enemy's country as a hostage and fell into the root of the disease? He died at the age of 46.

Chen Guogong set his eyes on Su Sheng who was standing next to him. Now he is the only blood left in the King's Mansion.

"Cheng'er, your royal father is ill now, and it's up to you to take care of the huge King's Mansion in the future."

The relationship between the two families is close, and Chen Guogong often calls Su Sheng by his nickname.

Su Cheng nodded slightly with red eyes, "Sheng'er should take on the responsibility that should be shouldered by Cheng'er. Father, he will be fine, and he will surely get through the difficulties."

Chen Guogong nodded pertinently, but judging by King Zhen's face, he might not last for three days.

Su Wunian looked at the unconscious King Zhen on the bed, could it really be just the cold?Did General Mingjue, who once dominated the battlefield, die of the wind and cold in the end?

I always feel that this should not be the destination of my elder brother, but now that I have no rights in my hands, I seem to be helpless.

Brilliant Pavilion.

Thick dark clouds covered the bright moon, and the stars were cloudy.

It was late at night, Su Wunian was standing tall and graceful in the courtyard, the chilly wind passed through her neck and penetrated into her flesh and blood, Su Wunian enjoyed the chill, she hoped she could be awake enough.

Wall Ying came with a stack of papers, "Miss, it's cold, let's go inside."

In the past, Bi Ying was not sure who the young lady cared about in the King's Mansion. Today, after returning from the King's Mansion, the young lady never laughed again. She just stood in the cold wind and refused to speak. Put on a cloak, and refuse to enter the house.

It's useless to persuade.

Su Wunian stretched out his hand, and Pi Ying presented the thick stack of paper in his hand, "This is written by that person, detailing the food and clothing expenses of King Zhen in the mansion, which doctors he has seen, and the accuracy of his condition's improvement and deterioration." time."

"At the end is the daily diet, the prescriptions prescribed by the doctor, and the person who made the medicine, all of which are recorded in detail."

When Wall Ying first got some things, he was also shocked. The eyeliner in the king's mansion was able to record everything about the king in such detail. It can be seen that this person is not only as meticulous as dust, but also has an excellent memory. If you are not noticed, you must do things rigorously.

　Little ancestors don’t have to wait anymore, today I only have time to write a chapter, Shengge is sick, typing dizzily~
　　Thank you Miss Li.

　　I'll make it up later~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)