Pei Yuanhui reached out and put his arm around Huo Qinghe's waist, finding Huo Qinghe's complaint quite strange.
Whether it's Huo Qinghe's words or her vivid facial expressions while speaking.
And when it came to the last sentence, when Pei Yuanhui knew Huo Qinghe's sincerity, Huo Qinghe was practically ready to tear out her own heart to prove it.
Pei Yuanhui put his arm around Liu's waist, then suddenly lowered his eyes and said, "Let me see."
This naturally refers to looking at Huo Qinghe's knees.
Huo Qinghe bent her knees and turned to the side: "The medicine was just applied, it smells awful. Hasn't Your Majesty had enough of it yet?"
She said "smells awful" in such a charmingly coquettish way, even wrinkling her nose in disgust.
Huo Qinghe's demeanor, speech, and expressions in front of the officials are becoming increasingly vivid and lively.
However, what Huo Qinghe said was also true; Pei Yuanhui had indeed drunk quite a lot of medicine during the past few days of his illness.
The Imperial Medical Academy staff were never one to use strong medicines, and with the Emperor's own orders, the medicine was naturally taken for an even longer period.
Now that the two people, both reeking of medicine, are together, and the Emperor has seen the injury on Huo Qinghe's knee, the entire hall will truly reek of medicine.
Huo Qinghe lowered her head and untied the sachet from her waist: "Yesterday, I smelled a faint medicinal scent in the palace, so I went back and found some dried flowers to put in, and also added some perfume, but I was afraid it would be a bit too sweet."
Pei Yuanhui gave a soft "hmm".
Huo Qinghe understood immediately and presented the treasure to the official, smelling it herself first.
"It smells better than medicine."
Pei Yuanhui smiled at her and then said, "If your knees are tired, don't bend over. Come up and sit with me."
Upon hearing this, Huo Qinghe glanced at the official first, then hesitated, "Just for a short while?"
Pei Yuanhui smiled again, leaning back in a relaxed posture.
"Dreaming in broad daylight."
Huo Qinghe seemed relieved to hear the official's words. She took off her shoes and slowly climbed onto the side of the bed, still holding the sachet in her hand.
"I can smell the medicine on you, Your Highness," she said, leaning lightly against the Emperor.
Pei Yuanhui had already relaxed: "It will be fine in a couple of days."
The answer clearly had another meaning, but Huo Qinghe pretended not to understand. The young girl fiddled with the tassel under the sachet: "That's good, that's good. Would you like to hear me recite some scriptures? I still remember some."
Pei Yuanhui tilted his head and reached out to grab Huo Qinghe's hand: "You have bad intentions. Why do you remember those things? Forget them all quickly and read them to someone else."
This proved to be a challenge for Huo Qinghe.
She thought about it very seriously before choosing a poem.
"Autumn evening brings rain, and after the rain comes frost... Chrysanthemums bloom every year, but I am delighted to see them on the Double Ninth Festival."
She chose a poem that was somewhat appropriate for the occasion.
Pei Yuanhui also pointed out: "This poem 'Autumn Rain' is excellent. My favorite line is 'I have longed to visit a nearby county, and I am already lightly armed.'"
He had barely finished speaking when he turned his head and saw that Huo Qinghe had already closed her eyes slightly, as if she was sleepy.
It was already noon, and Huo Qinghe was already sleepy before she had even had lunch.
“You can even fall asleep while reciting a poem,” Pei Yuanhui shook his head.
At the same time, he gently moved his shoulder and placed the cushion behind him next to Huo Qinghe's face. He watched for a while, and Huo Qinghe had completely closed her eyes, but she was still tightly clutching the sachet in her hand. She was really cute.
Pei Yuanhui watched for a while, then got up and left the bed. Without being summoned, Jin Yang came in to serve him.
"Lunch is ready. I want to..." Jin Yang paused slightly, not seeing Huo Meiren.
Pei Yuanhui waved his hand: "Have...Meng serve lunch, don't disturb them."
Xiao Huo suffered an injustice yesterday and no one knows when he finally fell asleep. Yet today he comes to take care of the sick. Pei Yuanhui wouldn't be so harsh.
Of course, if it were someone else sleeping in front of the emperor, things might not be the same.
This is partly because Pei Yuanhui was indeed easily coaxed by Huo Qinghe, which is why he is showing a rare bit of consideration now.
So much so that the word "she" sounded somewhat tender to Jin Yang.
Jin Yang bowed in agreement, and when he went out to find Consort Meng again, he automatically came up with another set of excuses.
"Madam Meng, His Majesty has finished his state affairs and wants you to come in and serve him lunch."
Lady Meng had been left out in the side hall for quite some time. Although she was happy to hear Jin Yang's words, she was still somewhat hesitant.
"Where is Sister Huo?"
It's obvious that the Emperor prefers Xiao Huo more, so why would he want her to serve him meals right now?
Jin Yang sensed something was off about Meng Meiren's tone, so he changed his prepared statement.
"It seems His Majesty has other instructions, but this servant is unaware of them. Madam Meng, please don't stand there. Lunch has already been prepared; please go and serve it."
Consort Meng had no choice but to swallow her doubts and hurriedly went to the main hall.
When Meng arrived at Funing Palace with a heart full of thoughts, Pei Yuanhui naturally overheard them very quickly.
Pei Yuanhui glanced at Meng Shi with a half-smile. While his good mood wasn't completely gone, he was still somewhat impatient.
With Jin Yang, who harbors a thousand and ten thousand secrets, nearby, Pei Yuanhui would rather go inside and get a good night's sleep with Xiao Huo.
Meng was not stupid, but she could tell from his words and expressions that the Emperor was not in a good mood at the moment.
Originally just a wild guess, Meng couldn't help but wonder if Xiao Huo had offended the Emperor, or if she had done something wrong when serving the food, so she became even more cautious.
Pei Yuanhui was too lazy to make a scene and ate lunch with little interest.
Jin Yang, who was standing nearby, saw this and finally managed to persuade the Emperor to use more, but then something went wrong with Consort Meng.
Consort Meng was not a reckless person. She had served the Emperor several times, but she couldn't help but be afraid when she saw his cold face. In addition, she was thinking about where Xiao Huo was. So when she took the medicine bowl from the maid, she was distracted and accidentally dropped it.
The medicine, which had been simmering for half a day, was shattered into pieces.
The smell of medicine in the Funing Palace was now truly strong.
Strangely enough, this was the first thing Pei Yuanhui thought of when he heard the medicine bowl fall to the ground and shatter.
The sound of Meng kneeling down to beg for forgiveness in her panic was even more irritating. Pei Yuanhui raised his hand and said casually, "Get out."
This was considered a breach of etiquette before the Emperor, a grave mistake.
Jin Yang couldn't help but wipe the sweat from Meng Meiren's brow. Originally, serving the emperor was a good thing that would make him remember her, but Meng Meiren's actions had backfired.
Jin Yang also apologized: "This servant will immediately send someone to personally prepare the medicine. Your Majesty, please calm your anger."
Pei Yuanhui suddenly remembered that Xiao Huo had just fallen asleep inside. He stood up and went inside, too lazy to smell the medicine outside.
Upon entering the inner hall, Xiao Huo remained in the same posture as before, but her constantly trembling eyelashes already indicated that Huo Qinghe had long been awake.
Pei Yuanhui chuckled, not exposing the person's clumsy pretense, but simply took off the jade pendant from his waist and teased Huo Qinghe by holding the tassel at the bottom in front of her eyes.
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