The empress dowager's private treasury was used to provide disaster relief and comfort the victims, and the concubines in the harem returned home as she wished.
Some women who were born as dancers and courtesans could choose to continue working in the palace, or receive a generous severance pay and leave the palace to make a living.
Jiang Jiang specially ordered people to prepare a carriage to send the homeless girls to Jiangnan and entrusted them to several familiar embroidery workshops.
After some preparation, Jiang Jiang felt a little uncomfortable facing the empty harem.
Previously, she had beauties as her companions, so she didn't notice any open or covert struggles. With an emperor like Fu Yao, even the most ambitious people would probably give up the desire to compete for favors, and would just come to play cards with her every day.
By the way, share their maintenance secrets.
However, although everyone has dispersed now, Jiang Jiang is still very busy.
It was nothing, Fu Yao's headache had relapsed.
The chief physician wiped his cold sweat. This old man, who was over fifty years old, had experienced three generations of rulers and had never seen an emperor as difficult to deal with as Fu Yao.
"It shouldn't be... The pulse looks fine." The imperial physician took the patient's pulse through a handkerchief. He didn't know why a grown man like him was pretending to be as chaste as the concubines in the harem.
"Maybe it's because of the handkerchief that we can't feel clearly?" Jiang Jiang suggested, "How about we take his pulse first?"
I haven't heard that this person has mysophobia.
But Fu Yao said seriously: "We can't let him touch me directly."
Jiang Jiang: “?”
Jiang Jiang: "Why?"
Fu Yao: "Can't you see? I am keeping my chastity for you."
Facing the horrified gaze of the imperial physician, Jiang Jiang said: "..." So much drama!
The acting genius was ruthlessly suppressed by Jiang Jiang.
Without the handkerchief's protection, the imperial physician's hands could not help but tremble, and he finally took the patient's pulse for a while with trembling hands.
“…”
Seeing him stroking his beard without saying anything, Jiang Jiang became anxious: "Could it be that the headache is serious? Please give me a definite answer."
The imperial physician glanced at the emperor and saw the despair in his eyes.
He quickly adjusted his expression and said with a hint of seriousness, "It hasn't gotten worse. Perhaps it's the arrival of autumn and the cooler weather, coupled with my recent busy schedule, that's caused my old illness to relapse."
The Imperial Physician stroked his beard and caught a glimpse of the Emperor nodding slightly from the corner of his eye. He immediately felt more confident and said, "I will prescribe a calming prescription. Your Majesty, please take it on time."
Jiang Jiang frowned: "That's it?"
Fu Yao had been taking this recipe for tranquilizing the mind since she was a child, and she had never seen any effect. As a result, when she heard this, she always felt that the imperial physician in front of her was perfunctory.
But looking at the wrinkles on his face, the white hair on his head, and the imperial physician who looked extremely authoritative, Jiang Jiang swallowed his doubts.
"That's it." The old doctor's hands were particularly anxious as he packed up the medicine box, "But..."
"But what?"
"Your Majesty's condition is most dangerous when it comes to excessive worry." The Imperial Physician glanced out the window seemingly unintentionally. "If you can find a quiet place to rest for a few days, I believe your recovery will be more likely."
Fu Yao leaned on the couch and coughed lightly when he heard this: "I would like to go to the palace to rest, but the affairs of the court..."
"The Prime Minister and the other officials are overseeing the affairs of the court," Jiang Jiang said without hesitation. "The palace is only a few hours' walk from the capital, so if there's an emergency, there's still time to handle it properly."
Fu Yao wiped clean his skin that had just been touched before reaching out to grab Jiang Jiang's sleeve. His brows were slightly furrowed due to a headache, which ruined his already outstanding face.
It looks particularly pitiful.
"But...isn't the Queen unwilling to leave the palace? I'm so lonely living in the palace alone. How can I properly recover from my injuries?"
The Imperial Physician had been in the palace for decades and had become quite a skilled person. Upon hearing this, he immediately stepped forward to offer his support, saying, "Empress, for the sake of His Majesty's health, please accompany His Majesty to the palace."
Looking at the condemnation on that authoritative face, Jiang Jiang: "..."
For some unknown reason, I felt a sense of panic as if I had not followed the doctor's advice and had gone to the hospital to be lectured by the doctor.
"It's not that I don't want to..."
I'm lazy.
Did you do it?
Who would have nothing better to do than go to the palace when they can stay in the palace? Besides, it's not summer and there's no need to escape the heat.
"Then you agree." Fu Yao interrupted her, argued unreasonably, and signaled the imperial physician to leave.
Fu Yao was also helpless.
At first, I was worried that Jiang Jiang would feel that I was restricting her freedom in life, but who knew that she was like a fish in water, eating, drinking and having fun in the palace.
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