Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 194 Sudden Illness (5)

Zhong Weiwei sneered, there are many women in this palace who want to rape Chonghua, but she is the only one who really dares to rape him.

Chonghua was so annoyed by her laughter: "What are you laughing at? What's so funny? I'm talking to you about something serious! Can you be more serious?"

Zhong Weiwei was really angry when he saw him, so he hurriedly said: "Second senior brother, don't be angry, I was just thinking, in this palace, I am probably the only one who has both heart and courage?"

Chonghua's eyes darkened immediately, he stared at her very seriously for a while, and said calmly in a very serious tone: "I forgive you for your innocence."

Zhong Weiwei was stunned for a while, then burst out laughing uncontrollably, covering his stomach and shouting: "Oh, I laughed so hard, my stomach hurts, quick, pinch me, let me hurt, take a break."

Chonghua's face turned red and then turned pale. He wanted to walk away from shame at first, but in the end he had the patience to pounce on Zhong Weiwei and scratched Zhong Weiwei's hair into a chicken coop, and then despised her: "Are you still a woman? See Look at your virtue, whose hair is as messy as yours? It's not as good as a man."

Zhong Weiwei froze, shook his head and yelled: "Our hair is the messiest, but His Majesty just likes it, just likes it, what should we do?"

Chonghua was willing to bow down, and sighed helplessly: "Hurry up and sleep! If you sleep better, we will go back to the palace."

"It made me so dizzy." Zhong Weiyi threw his head in his arms, pretending to be pitiful with his eyes wide open: "Your Majesty, give this humble minister a rub."

Chonghua rubbed her while staring at her, Zhong Weiwei smiled and fell asleep again.

Chonghua gently moved her to the pillow, covered her with a quilt, and picked up the memorial again to read it. Wasn't it just a case of illness?
What's the big deal, she is young, he has the power, visits famous doctors, treats her well, and takes good care of her.

The Zisun Palace was built on the outskirts of Beijing, and His Majesty's guard of honor was too large, and it was already evening when the last person entered the capital.

Zhong Weiwei was sent directly back to the Nuan Pavilion in Qingxin Hall's sleeping hall, and was ill for several days.

Fever recurred every day. The fever had just subsided in the morning, and it flared up again at night. Once, the fever even made people unconscious.

Xiaotang was worried: "I didn't feel like this when I was the most sick. Didn't it mean the wind and cold? Why didn't you feel better?"

Thinking of Yang Shi's words, Chonghua felt extremely worried, and carefully selected a few imperial physicians to see Zhong Weiwei's pulse one by one.

He was full of hope, hoping that they would come to a different conclusion than Yang Shi.

However, after muttering for a long time, the group of imperial doctors came to the same conclusion as Yang Shi's. They all believed that Zhong Weiwei's body was not optimistic, and it was not a sign of longevity.

Chonghua was unhappy, and asked coldly: "You can't cure it, so what about other people? For example, those doctors outside the palace?"

The imperial physicians exchanged glances, and the oldest one said tremblingly:

"Returning to Your Majesty, there are many strange prescriptions among the people, which will have miraculous effects, and there are many doctors with good skills, but the humble ministers and others are ignorant, so they don't know about it."

Chonghua irritably waved them down to prescribe prescriptions: "Get rid of the high fever first."

After taking the decoction and taking acupuncture and moxibustion, after a long time of tossing, Zhong Weiwei's high fever finally subsided.

When she woke up, it was evening, the sky was full of colorful clouds, Chonghua, Youyou, Xiaotang, and Aunt Qian were all standing by, and when they saw her awake, they said: "It can be regarded as awakening."

Zhong Weiwei was a little embarrassed: "I didn't expect to be so seriously ill this time, and I caused trouble for everyone."

Aunt Qian smiled and said, "Then you should thank Your Majesty well."

Zhong Weiwei looked at Chonghua, and saw that he was staring at her intently, his eyes were focused and full of affection, he couldn't help but burst into joy, smiled and said: "Your Majesty..."

Before she finished speaking, she squeezed over again, grabbed her hand and shouted, "Auntie Wei, Auntie Wei, do you want some water? May I feed you? Are you hungry? I'll leave it for you. food."

Zhong Weiwei was forced to interrupt the eye contact with Chonghua, touched You You's head and said softly: "You You is really considerate, Aunt Wei is indeed thirsty and hungry, please help Aunt Wei get some water and food come."

He was very happy again: "Then you wait, I will come as soon as I go."

Zhong Weiwei continued to look at Chonghua affectionately, and smiled: "Thank you for your hard work."

Just as Chonghua was about to speak, he ran back again, hugged Zhong Weiwei's face and kissed her hard, and whispered in her ear, "Auntie Wei, I miss you."

Zhong Weiwei felt soft in his heart, hugged and smiled and said softly: "I miss you too."

Finally left contentedly again, Chonghua told Xiaotang with a stinky face: "I have something to tell Ah Wei, you watch him, don't let him come in and disturb us."

Xiaotang held back her smile and left, and thoughtfully helped them put down the brocade curtain.

Chonghua made a stinking face: "Remember it from now on, don't stay up late, don't get in the rain, don't eat cold food, jog around Qingxin Temple twice every morning, and ride a horse for half an hour..."

Every time he said a word, Zhong Weiwei agreed: "Okay."

Speaking later, Chonghua lost his temper, and concluded: "In short, you are not in good health and need to be recuperated slowly. Yang Shi is not very good at recuperating, and other people are not very trustworthy. I plan to invite you from outside the palace. Several doctors take a good look."

Zhong Weiwei had no objection, and just said: "I eat cold steamed buns and gruel, and worry about hard work. From now on, Your Majesty will let me eat delicious food every day, and let me worry less about hard work. I will be fine soon."

She said it unintentionally, but Chonghua's face was ugly, full of guilt and regret.

After a long silence, I solemnly promised: "No matter what happens in the future, I will try my best to let you eat delicious food and worry less."

Zhong Weiwei looked at his words and guessed that he probably remembered the unpleasant things before, so he interrupted:

"Have the tea buds sprouted well in the past few days? Have the tea seeds we brought back from the paddock sprouted? Are all the transplanted ones alive?"

Chonghua said: "It's all posted, I just went to see it in the morning. If you want to see it, get better soon."

Li Anren poked his head outside, Chonghua got up and went out: "What's the matter?"

"The empress dowager is coming this way. It is said that she is here to see your majesty and the eldest son of the emperor."

Chonghua's face was expressionless, where did Empress Dowager Wei come to see him and Youyou?

It's clear that I heard that Zhong Weiwei was ill, so I came here to set the rules, right?
According to the rules in the palace, no matter the palace servants or female officials, no matter who they serve, as long as they get sick and don't recover within three days, they have to move out.

Moved to live in a remote palace, and could not move back until he recovered from his illness.

Zhong Weiwei has been ill for several days, and lives in the warm pavilion of Qingxin Palace, with him and Youyou beside him, no matter how you look at it, it is the rule that she should move out as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)