Chapter 266: The Warmth Between The Two
"So that's how it is!" Zhao Yuanxi suddenly realized. Although she felt a little disappointed, she felt more at ease. She smiled and said, "Next time you encounter a situation like this, don't risk your life."
Ying Zheng responded sullenly.
Seeing Zhao Yuanxi walking out, he asked again, "Where are you going?"
"It's getting late. I'll go prepare dinner for you. What would you like to eat?"
"You do?"
"Yeah, I do."
Ying Zheng said without hesitation, "Then let's have some bean curd and dumplings."
"You can't eat sweets when you're injured. It's not good for wound healing."
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"Whatever."
Zhao Yuanxi suppressed her smile, pushed the door open and left. Half an hour later, she came back with food.
Ying Zheng was lying on the bed reading a book at this moment. His leisurely look made it hard to tell that he had just experienced a life-and-death crisis.
Zhao Yuanxi placed the dinner in front of him and became troubled again. Ying Zheng's injury was on his right arm, which meant that he might not be able to eat by himself.
"Do you want me to feed you?"
Ying Zheng was stunned and said through gritted teeth, "No need!"
Although he couldn't use his right arm, it didn't mean he couldn't use his left hand. He was not Fusu or Ziying, so how could he need the queen mother to feed him?
After Ying Zheng failed to pick up the dumplings for the third time, his face finally darkened and he put down his chopsticks in despair, "I'm full."
Zhao Yuanxi looked at the half-finished bowl of corn porridge and the almost untouched plate of dumplings, picked up the chopsticks, and said, "Open your mouth!"
Before Ying Zheng could react, a dumpling was stuffed into his mouth.
After holding it in for a long time, Ying Zheng said dryly, "I am just injured!"
Zhao Yuanxi said gently, "I know."
Then he stopped talking, and Zhao Yuanxi also stopped talking.
After eating the 30th dumpling, Ying Zheng finally spoke again, "I am full."
He felt that he had never been so full. If he ate any more, he might become the first King of Qin to die from eating too much.
Zhao Yuanxi was sure he wasn't being polite, so he put down his chopsticks and fed him a few more mouthfuls of soup. As he sorted out the dishes, he said, "Many ministers in the court are worried about you. When do you plan to summon them?"
"Government affairs will be temporarily handed over to the two prime ministers and the court judge. If they are unable to make a decision, they can report it to me. If anyone harbors any ill intentions, have Meng Yi lead the troops to arrest them and hand them over to the court judge for punishment."
"Don't you want to meet them? Many people suspect that I have imprisoned you!"
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"Then let Meng Yi come to see me."
"He'll definitely be happy to hear that."
Zhao Yuanxi's tone was as if his own child had made a good friend, and he couldn't help but be happy for him.
She took the book from Ying Zheng's pillow and said, "It's not good for your eyes to read on the bed at night. Read during the day. Get a good rest today. I'll come to see you tomorrow."
After the hall became quiet, Ying Zheng closed his eyes and prepared to rest, but he couldn't fall asleep. He wanted to turn over, but pulled the wound on his back and couldn't help but gasp.
"Zhao Gao, bring me another book."
"Which one do you want to read?"
"It's the one the Queen Mother just took away."
He flipped through a few pages but still couldn't fall asleep. It wasn't just the pain in his body that kept him awake. He was also particularly alert at the moment. He closed the book and asked thoughtfully, "Zhao Gao, what do you think of the Queen Mother's treatment of me?"
"The Queen Mother is naturally very kind to the King."
"Nonsense, you still need to tell me about this."
Zhao Gao was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "After the king was injured, the queen mother cried several times, wishing the injury had come to her own body. When she heard that someone was causing trouble at the palace gate, she took the guards and arrested them. Her sincere love and care for the king moved us servants."
Ying Zheng curled his lips. It was really a good deal to be able to exchange a scar for the Queen Mother's complete allegiance!
"Tell me everything that happened today."
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The next morning, Zhao Yuanxi brought Fusu and Ziying to see Ying Zheng. "They insisted on coming to see you, and I couldn't stop them."
Fusu lay on the head of the bed, his eyes red as he asked, "Father, are you in pain?"
Ying Zheng reached out and rubbed Fusu's head, "Father is fine."
He suddenly remembered that the ministers said that he had not appointed a crown prince, and frowned slightly. He was still young, and those children were still young, so he naturally would not consider appointing a crown prince.
But if something happens to him, the prince's matter cannot be delayed.
Ying Zheng's gaze fell on Fusu's little face, and he couldn't help but feel a little doubtful. Fusu was too simple-minded and kind-hearted. Could he really shoulder the responsibility of the crown prince?
Although he was not sure, he still took it to heart.
If Fusu can pass his assessment, the position of crown prince will naturally be his. If not, it will depend on whether he can defeat his brothers.
Fusu felt that his father's gaze suddenly changed at this moment, which made him feel a little afraid, but he still straightened his chest and looked at his father bravely.
Zhao Yuanxi didn't notice the confrontation between father and son. She was asking Yu Jiao about Ying Zheng's recovery.
"The wound is healing well. There's no sign of abscess yet. It's just a little torn. It might have been accidentally pulled by the king."
Zhao Yuanxi frowned, staring at Ying Zheng who was testing Fusu's knowledge, and couldn't help but sigh, "Is there anything serious?"
"It bleeds a little, but it's nothing serious at the moment. However, if it tears frequently, it might not recover in a short while."
"I understand. Thank you for troubling Doctor Yu."
"I dare not. I will take my leave first."
In terms of knowledge, Fusu was already able to satisfy Ying Zheng to 70% or 80% of the degree, and he gave him an evaluation that was neither high nor low.
"Fine."
This was enough to make little Fusu excited and his little face turned red.
Zhao Yuanxi walked over and said with a smile, "You two, don't you have anything else to say besides these things?"
They are king and subject, but also father and son. Can't they just enjoy the time together as father and son?
Ying Zheng was lying in bed sick without even taking a rest. If his arms could move, he would probably be able to get up and review memorials!
"Okay, it's time to go to class. Tutor Han is still waiting for you. Don't be late!" Zhao Yuanxi patted little Fusu's shoulder, rubbed Ziying's little head, and urged.
"Then we'll come to see you after class!" Fusu clenched his fists.
Ziying followed behind, pretending to encourage him, "Uncle Qin Wang, get better soon!"
Ying Zheng laughed, "Okay."
The crowd dispersed and peace returned to the surroundings.
"Doctor Yu said that your wound was torn. What did you do last night?" Zhao Yuanxi asked.
Ying Zheng was too embarrassed to say that he couldn't sleep and had tossed and turned and pulled his wound, "It was just an accident."
"If there's anything, just leave it to the palace maids. Just lie down and don't move until you've recovered!"
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