20demayo Chapter 655: Hindered by Lifespan
Chapter 655: Hindered by Lifespan
It was the late emperor who enjoyed throwing fake snakes and toads into the concubines for fun.
How could the emperor tell his son that it was you, the emperor, who scared people in your dreams?
Scaring people in dreams?
The emperor muttered to himself, chewing on these words over and over again.
Isn’t this also a warning!
Is it because the Emperor saw that his child was dying that he couldn't bear to see his son, who he was about to entrust with an important task, in danger?
The emperor thought about it and felt that this was the only possibility.
He patted his son's back gently, his eyes full of love and care.
The emperor's father said that he was "moody and unpredictable", and it took him more than ten years of careful words and actions to delete these four words from the emperor's daily records.
Being able to take over the country from the previous emperor must be a sign of trust in him.
And is this warning to Hongzhan also a recognition and affirmation of his many years of governance?
The emperor personally sent Hongzhan to a side hall for resettlement, then turned around to deal with the mountain of memorials.
Su Peisheng couldn't persuade his master who had been caught in the rain to rest, so he had no choice but to order someone to boil ginger soup in the tea room.
The next day before dawn, Su Peisheng asked someone to leave the dormitory but received no response. He thought to himself: Oh no!
He lifted the gauze curtain and touched his master, who had a high fever.
"Someone, come! Quickly ask Dr. Li... Weilin to come and take my pulse."
Yesterday, the emperor was afraid that the Sixth Prince would be frightened and have a high fever, so he specially ordered Wei Lin to stay in the Qinzheng Palace and be on standby at all times.
I didn't expect that this Imperial Physician Wei was actually left to me by my foresighted master.
When Wei Lin heard Xiao Xiazi say that the emperor had a high fever, he didn't dare to stop for a moment and rushed over with the medicine box.
"Manager Su, Li..."
Su Peisheng quickly interrupted him and led him to the emperor's bed.
"Doctor Wei, this is not the time to talk. You should first examine the emperor."
He knew that it was usually Li Songling who was responsible for checking the master's pulse, but the situation was special now. If the old man held a grudge against Wei Lin because of this, it would be too much.
Su Peisheng thought about it and felt that Li Songling knew the emperor's body better, so he gave instructions to Xiao Xiazi.
"Go and get Dr. Li."
When the time comes, letting him check Wei Lin's prescription would be considered as giving him face.
After all, Doctor Wei is the Imperial Concubine's man, so he has to give him face.
Wei Lin could feel the heat under his fingertips even through the thin silk handkerchief.
He calmed his mind and concentrated his energy, carefully feeling the beating of his pulse.
After a few breaths, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Because he was kneeling on the ground taking the pulse of the emperor whose eyes were closed, Su Peisheng did not notice the huge change in his expression.
In order to confirm what he was thinking, Wei Lin asked Su Peisheng for instructions.
"Your Majesty has a high fever. I would like to feel the pulse of your other hand. Is that possible?"
"Why not?"
Su Peisheng stepped forward and took the initiative to pull out the emperor's hot big hand that was placed inside.
The scorching temperature made him worried. How could his master be so weak and sickly when he was not even sixty years old?
Especially in the past two years, the master's health has been getting worse and worse.
Su Peisheng narrowed his eyes. Those Taoist priests in the Imperial Observatory were really incompetent.
Wei Lin forced himself to suppress the panic in his heart and continued to take the emperor's pulse as if nothing had happened.
The emperor's pulse is hard and strong, like pressing the strings of a musical instrument. This indicates a problem with his liver.
However, Li Songling came to check his pulse every month and did not notice any abnormality, so he decided to pretend he didn't know.
But the condition is really not optimistic, so I need to inform the Imperial Concubine.
Seeing that time could not be delayed, Wei Lin organized his words in his mind.
"Steward Su, the Emperor's illness is caused by being caught in the rain yesterday and staying up late. I will prescribe an appropriate prescription right away. However, I would like to ask Steward Su to pay attention to one thing: the Emperor needs to rest for the time being."
"Okay, I understand."
Su Peisheng asked Wei Lin to go outside to write a prescription, and he sent Xiao Dongzi to Louyue Kaiyun to pass on the message.
The emperor is in a coma and needs the imperial concubine to take care of him.
An Lingrong was still in a daze when she heard Baoque whispering in her ear.
"Master, Xiao Xiazi from the Qinzheng Palace wants to see you. She says the Emperor has a high fever. Steward Su wants you to go and take a look."
"Okay, help me wash up as soon as possible."
When An Lingrong rushed to the Qinzheng Palace, Su Peisheng was just coming out of a small room carrying a bowl of boiled medicine.
"Eunuch Su, how is the emperor?"
Su Peisheng handed the medicine bowl to An Lingrong's outstretched hand.
"Your Highness, the Emperor hasn't woken up yet. Imperial Physician Li said the fever will go away after taking some medicine."
"Okay, I'll go feed the emperor the medicine first. I'll trouble Steward Su to take care of the rest."
An Lingrong walked in with the medicine.
Although the rain outside has become lighter since last night, it is still dripping on the ground. The land that has been dry for more than a month is greedily absorbing this rare rain.
There was silence in the Qinzheng Hall, with only the sound of An Lingrong's light footsteps.
Although the emperor was so feverish that he couldn't open his eyes, he was still conscious.
As soon as An Lingrong's spoon reached his mouth, he would open his mouth cooperatively.
While feeding the medicine, An Lingrong's eyes swept across her own white fingertips several times.
In the end, I just sighed in my heart and did nothing.
After feeding him a bowl of bitter medicine, she fed him half a bowl of water.
Then persuade in a soft voice.
"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Li said you are overworked. You have been busy for so many years. You should get some good sleep."
An Lingrong gently patted the bright yellow brocade quilt and unconsciously hummed a tune from her hometown.
As she sang, the song turned into the one that was trained by the deposed queen in the previous life.
After a while, heavy breathing sounds came to my ears, and the emperor finally fell into a deep sleep.
An Lingrong carefully observed the emperor by the light of a row of candles in the bedroom.
The person on the bed had silver hair and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, all of which showed the traces left by time on him.
Everyone is afraid of getting old.
No wonder the expenses of the Imperial Observatory are getting bigger and bigger. But looking back at the previous dynasties, there were almost no successful people who tried to make elixirs for immortality, except for those in the storybooks.
An Lingrong sat in front of the bed for a long time before she got up quietly and walked out of the bedroom.
"Imperial Physician Li, how is the Emperor's health?"
Li Songling didn't dare to be vague at all.
"Replying to the Imperial Noble Consort, the one who took the Emperor's pulse today was Doctor Wei, who was guarding the Sixth Prince. I arrived a few steps late and only hurriedly checked Doctor Wei's prescription."
"Okay, thank you Imperial Physician Li for telling me. I'll trouble you with the Emperor's affairs from now on."
An Lingrong asked him to stay here and took people to the side hall.
She asked eagerly as she stepped through the door.
"Doctor Wei, how was the Sixth Prince last night?"
"Reporting to the Empress, the Sixth Prince had a slight fever in the middle of the night. I ordered someone to use a cooling towel to dissipate the heat, and he has now returned to normal."
After Wei Lin finished speaking, he added another sentence.
"Your Majesty, it's just that the Sixth Prince isn't sleeping very peacefully. Please go in and take a look."
"Okay, I'll have to trouble the Imperial Physician."
When An Lingrong entered, Hongzhan was sleeping soundly.
While tucking the quilt into her son's side, she opened the small note that Wei Lin had just handed to her.
It was written on it: "There is poison in the body, which will affect your lifespan."