Medical Concubine at the top, Warrior Kings at the bottom

"What do you mean, warm autumn?" she said? Can't Miss Lu endure any longer? "

Warm autumn wry smile, "sorry mammy Liang, maidservant really don't know, but miss Let us go to find willow bark boiling water, we are going to."

"Willow bark boiling water? It's good. It's not a famine. What do you do with bark? " Mammy Liang didn't understand, "isn't Miss Lu confused? Otherwise, you'd better go back and take care of your young lady, and I'll go and beg the Lord to ask for a doctor. "

With that, Mammy Liang realized that she had lost her words and covered her mouth.

If she said so, he admitted that the Lord deliberately did not invite a doctor, delaying Miss Lu's illness.

Warm autumn shook his head, "maidservant, thank you for your kindness, but maidservant is also a servant. I really know that if the master decides, the servant can't disobey. So let's respect the Lord's life. Mammy, don't ask the doctor to help the maid take care of the young lady. The maid monk Chun listens to the young lady and boils water with willow bark. "

These days Miss Lu's family has been eating hard and working hard. Every scene has moved mammy Liang. Mammy Liang wants to help her from the bottom of her heart, but she is afraid to think of her prince's uncertain temper. Finally, she can only listen to warm autumn's advice and take someone in to take care of Miss Lu.

In the room, although there was a faint smell of medicine, there was no death of the patient.

The window is open, with gauze screen curtain to block the wind. A warm spring breeze blows, blowing up the screen curtain, but also blowing a lot of flowers - there are many flowers on the table in front of the window, blooming and competing for favor.

For the convenience of sports, some cabinets in the room have been moved out, leaving only a few exquisite furniture.

The room is spacious and bright, simple and elegant.

The girl lay on the bed, her eyes closed, her lips closed, her lips smeared with lipstick and her cheeks lit with rouge. Even though she was dying, her face was lifeless, so delicate that she seemed to open her eyes and smile sweetly at any time.

Mother Liang stood by the window and sighed, "what a nice girl?"

The servant girls on one side also whispered.

"Yes, Miss Lu is the most unique girl I have ever served. According to the truth, she should be unkempt when she is ill, but she has to get up every morning to clean up and dress up."

"That's right. Miss Lu said that her spirit is not given by others, but by herself. Miss Lu is energetic every day."

"I always feel that Miss Lu will survive. If Miss Lu is so optimistic and strong, others will not survive."

As soon as the maid's voice fell, they were silent, because they all thought of his Royal Highness the king of Chu.

The king of Chu was ill and had a bad temper. Originally, there were servant girls waiting in the main hospital. The king of Chu hated the perfume powder on the servant girls. From then on, the servant girls in the whole house were not allowed to use perfume powder, even rouge; The king of Chu hated gorgeous colors. From then on, all the people in his mansion wore plain colors, either black or gray; The king of Chu hated the use of meat and fishy food. From then on, he could not buy any meat in the kitchen, and could hardly eat any eggs.

Generally speaking, the sick and weak king of Chu was very picky. Every time he was picky, he had to toss the people in the king's house for several layers.

On the contrary, Miss Lu is not only positive, but also shows her light to the people around her. How can people dislike her?

No one spoke for a long time.

A servant girl suddenly whispered, "Miss Lu is really beautiful."

All the servant girls came to watch while the master was sleeping.

"Yes, Miss Lu's nose is so beautiful, small and sharp."

"Miss Lu's lips are beautiful, like petals, slightly upturned."

"Look at Miss Lu's eyebrows. It seems that Miss Lu doesn't have a thrush, but it's not so thick."

Another servant girl said, "if Miss Lu is called Princess Chu, will our palace be more relaxed?"

Finally, Mammy Liang couldn't listen any more. She said, "shut up. Can you arrange the master's affairs? If it's heard, you know the consequences. "

The servant girls quickly shut up and scattered, each busy.

These, comatose Lu Yunyao knows nothing, she only knows that he repeatedly fever, dying.

……

At night.

The main hospital.

The king of Chu, wrapped in a black fur cloak, was sitting on a special chair. He was obviously tall, but he didn't seem to occupy much space on it.

He put one arm on the side table, and the wide sleeves of royal guards spread out. At first glance, it was empty. Only when he was careful, could he see that there was an arm under the wide sleeves that was too thin.

There is a pulse pillow on the table, on which Qu Zhouyi felt the pulse for the king of Chu.

After a short time, Qu Zhouyi raised his finger and said, "the pulse condition of Wang Ye is peaceful, and it doesn't matter."

The king of Chu held a large heater in his arms and looked up lazily, "in other words, there is no progress?"

Because its eyelashes are too long, even if its eyes are raised, the half covered eyes also give people a sense of confusion.

Qu Zhouyi said with a faint smile, "the disease comes like a mountain, and goes like a thread. It's not a good thing to recover suddenly."

Just then, there was a faint voice of anxious conversation outside the door, followed by Duke Qiu, who was on the side of the king of Chu, entering carefully.

"Wang Ye, mother liang of cangjiao courtyard asked to see you."

The king of Chu tightened the heater in his arms and said, "let her in."

"Yes, Lord." Qiu Gonggong hurried out and came to mother Liang, "go in. Be careful. The prince seems to be in a bad mood."

Both Qiu Gonggong and Liang nanmu have been serving since the king of Chu was a prince. They have worked together for many years and have some friendship.

Mammy Liang nodded her head and then entered respectfully.

"I've seen Wang Ye," said mammy Liang, kneeling down directly in a worried tone. "Wang Ye, I'm afraid Miss Lu is going to die."

Qu Zhouyi's eyebrows are tight and wrinkled, as if facing a big enemy, "Lord, are you going down to have a look?"

On the contrary, the king of Chu still held the heater half dead, "no? It's only three days, and it's not going to work? " Then he said to himself, "I have been here for 23 years."

Mammy Liang's forehead was in a cold sweat. She could tell that the king of Chu was unhappy, but she couldn't see it any more. She had to take the risk to plead, "excuse me, Lord. My servant girl told me that Miss Lu had a high fever for four days when she was in Lu's house. Now she has been burning for seven days. Although she was in good spirits and bad spirits for seven days, the temperature hasn't come down, I'm afraid it's more bad than good today. "

Qu Zhouyi also said, "Lord, let's go down and have a look, even if there is only one prescription."

The king of Chu lowered his eyes and began to fiddle with the heater in his hand, but he did not answer.

Just at this time, Qiu Gonggong came in again, looking embarrassed.

The king of Chu raised his eyes

Duke Qiu said, "back to the Lord, Miss Lu woke up, and the temperature... Also dropped."

"..." everyone.

"Down?" The king of Chu finally glanced at Qu Zhouyi, "didn't you say that a sudden recovery is not a good thing?"