Chapter 270
Upon seeing this, Shen Qingnian, who was reading on the chaise lounge, immediately got up and went to greet him. She was somewhat surprised: "Why has Your Majesty come?"
A messenger from the Imperial Study just came to say that the man is busy with official duties today and may not be able to come over.
The Golden Hall is quite a distance from the Imperial Study, and it takes some time to travel back and forth.
Song Xuan took her hand and said only, "I'm worried about your health."
He exerted himself a bit last night, and I was afraid he might not be able to handle it. Although I brought the medicine, I still wanted to check on him in person.
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingnian pointed to the plaster on the table and couldn't help but complain, "You still know about this? You were so reckless last night that Xiao Xi thought I was sick and actually went to Yongshou Palace to ask the Empress Dowager for medicine."
She gets angry just thinking about it.
Last night, this man acted like a naive young man who had just tasted meat, completely lacking in self-control, and was even misunderstood by the little girl.
Song Xuan remained silent for a moment, then said somewhat weakly, "I told Xiao Xi that you're not sick..."
He was busy attending court at the time and had no idea that the little girl had run off to Yongshou Palace.
"On his way to Yongshou Palace, Shen Xi met the Goddess. Just now, the Goddess gave me a prescription for strengthening my body. You are not allowed to stay in my palace until Shen Zheng and his son are dealt with!" Shen Qingnian said, glaring at Song Xuan again.
The whole harem knew about what happened in bed, and she was both angry and annoyed, all because of the person in front of her.
Song Xuan touched his nose: "It's my fault, so I'll do as you say."
A tiger in a rage is not to be trifled with; if you don't let it rest, it will leave in the middle of the night, and that's the same thing...
Seeing that Song Xuan's attitude was good, Shen Qingnian's anger subsided a bit. She then said, "The goddess came to my place just now. This is the prescription she gave me. You can take a look at it for me."
Upon hearing this, Song Xuan's expression turned serious. He took the prescription and frowned more and more as he looked at it: "How come this prescription is the same as the one prescribed by the divine physician?"
After Shen Qingnian returned to the palace, the divine physician prescribed a nourishing formula. However, because Shen Qingnian was weak, the divine physician suggested that she first use bird's nest to improve her blood and qi before using the formula.
"The divine doctor has been to Chongmeng?" Shen Qingnian was very surprised.
She had heard that the divine doctor had traveled extensively, but she never imagined that he had even been to Chongmeng.
Song Xuan nodded: "It was him who prescribed the medicine. He also said that he went to Chongmeng and was able to obtain the prescription from the divine doctor. Xia Qianjun must have gone to great lengths."
“I heard that the Third Prince Chongmeng is physically weak. When I went to his palace last time, he did look weak,” Shen Qingnian recalled Meng Yun’s appearance.
She and Song Xuan exchanged a glance, both seeing the same understanding in each other's eyes.
After having lunch in the Golden Hall, Song Xuan was summoned back to the Imperial Study by palace servants.
In the afternoon, Zhu Lan returned from visiting the goddess.
“Miss, I saw the goddess secretly take the eight-treasure duck that we sent and bring it into the hostage palace through a side path,” Zhu Lan reported to Shen Qingnian.
Shen Qingnian raised an eyebrow.
Zhu Lan added, "Miss, the food for hostages from other countries who come to the palace is quite good and not harsh."
Shen Qingnian waved for Zhu Lan to stand up: "Send a roast duck to the goddess tomorrow."
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In the following days, whenever someone sent something to the goddess, she would find a way to send it to the hostage.
Besides delivering gifts to the hostage, the goddess also made sure to hang around Song Xuan. However, Song Xuan never saw her, but she didn't give up and instead intensified her efforts, as if she wanted to pounce on Song Xuan.
That day.
Shen Qingnian carried the box of braised dishes prepared in the small kitchen to the Imperial Study.
Xiaoju followed beside her, her face showing a hint of disgust: "Miss, let's hurry. That goddess is already dancing outside the Imperial Study. I didn't expect that even though we treated her gently, she would act like such a vixen!"
These past few days, the Dream Goddess has become increasingly arrogant, almost to the point of trying to climb into his bed.
Shen Qingnian's eyes held a cold glint as she said, "If she doesn't behave, I won't let her have her way."
The two had gotten along fairly well before, but if the other party insisted on doing so, she wouldn't mind taking action; she was never a kind person.
Is there a reason for the goddess?
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