Chapter 39 Headache
The door made a slight sound with a creak, and the gap grew larger. The warm fragrance from the room wafted into the air, mixed with a hint of ambergris, the symbol of the emperor's status.
She stepped over the threshold with her light-colored soft-soled embroidered shoes. The dim light in the room was like a ferocious beast, opening its bloody mouth to swallow her inch by inch.
Yun Wan paused, and suddenly felt a little trembling in his heart.
When Jiang Fusheng saw her enter the room, he flicked his whisk and closed the door considerately.
Turning around and meeting Yueya's frightened and worried gaze, he smiled brightly: "Don't worry, Miss Yueya, there is a charcoal fire in the room, and your wife will not catch a cold."
Yueya moved her lips, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
I don't feel very reassured.
.......
The door behind him suddenly closed. Yun Wan subconsciously turned around and felt relieved when he saw that it was only half-closed and not locked.
Yun Wan walked lightly to the screen as tall as a person, and bowed to the people in the inner room, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I am sorry to bother you."
Emperor Jingxuan did not say a word, probably because he was too lazy to pay attention to her. Yun Wan glanced at the vaguely bulging figure on the couch behind the screen, her beautiful eyes moved, and she quietly retreated.
Who knew that just as he moved, Emperor Jingxuan suddenly asked, "Where are you going, Madam?"
The cold and low voice was mixed with a slight hoarseness, like sand passing through the earlobe, with a hint of teasing in the laziness.
Yun Wan paused, then gently put down her heels and said calmly, "I dare not disturb Your Majesty. I would like to find a place to sit outside."
It would be best to find one far away so she can feel comfortable.
Just as the thought came to mind, a figure swayed behind the screen, and Emperor Jingxuan said quietly, "There is a chair behind my madam, why don't you sit down?"
He looked over, and even through the screen, Yun Wan could feel a gaze falling on her, leaving her nowhere to hide.
She looked back and saw an armchair, half a step away from her.
Yun Wan bit her lip, and a look of reluctance appeared on her delicate face.
If I sit here, won't he be able to see everything I do?
But she didn't move, and the gaze that fell on her also didn't move, causing Yun Wan's skin to tremble.
Finally defeated, Yun Wan took a half step back and simply sat down.
The room was spacious, but only two lights were on. In the dim light, Yun Wan stared at her own shadow on the ground with boredom.
I don’t know if it was because of the charcoal fire or the ground heating, but Yun Wan only stayed there for a short while, and the outer clothes that had been wet by the rain outside not long ago were already half dry.
But my shoes and socks were soaked, and the soles were covered in mud, which wouldn’t dry out for a while, which was a bit uncomfortable.
Seeing her sit down obediently, Emperor Jingxuan withdrew his gaze, then his thick eyebrows frowned, and an invisible swelling pain spread from his solar plexus, like a sharp thorn piercing heavily into his head.
Emperor Jingxuan's forehead was covered with gloom, his resolute and stern face turned pale inch by inch, and cold sweat fell along his contours like drops of water.
He clenched his teeth and tried hard to suppress the pain.
However, the more he suppressed it, the more intense the pain became, like a thorn in his heart and bones, coming with great force and penetrating deep into his brain.
Even someone as resolute as Emperor Jingxuan couldn't help but leak some air, and his breathing became heavy due to the pain.
Yun Wan was stunned and almost thought he had misheard.
But as time went on, it became clear that the breath that was clearly wrong was coming from behind the screen.
Yun Wan stood up, took two steps towards the screen, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty...what's wrong with you?"
Emperor Jingxuan noticed her movement immediately, but the bloodshot in his eyes deepened like spider webs, and the world in front of him became slightly blurred. He could not see clearly at that time.
"Madam, do you still remember my headache?"
When he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, as if he was trying hard to endure some pain.
Yun Wan understood immediately and unconsciously took two steps closer. "Could it be that you have a headache?"
"Um."
After getting the answer, Yun Wan frowned slightly, and a layer of slight worry seemed to cover her eyes.
After hesitating for a moment, she spoke in a low voice, with a hint of concern in her tone, her voice as refreshing as spring water: "What can I do for you? How about letting Eunuch Jiang go--"
She wanted to ask Jiang Fusheng to invite the imperial physician, but before she could finish her words, Emperor Jingxuan gave the order:
"come over."
Yun Wan approached the screen again, and her figure suddenly enlarged. However, Emperor Jingxuan was not satisfied and ordered her to go around the screen and appear in front of him.
The obstruction suddenly disappeared, and that pale yet majestic face came into view. Sweat wet his temples, veins on his forehead bulged, and his eyes were bloodshot, which was frightening to see.
Yun Wan stood there in a daze, her red lips moving slightly, but she didn't know what to say.
Was this what his headache looked like? It was more severe than she had imagined.
Emperor Jingxuan stared at her, his eyes were scarlet and deep, his lips were pale but with a hint of smile: "Madam, do you want to help me?"
Yun Wan hesitated for a moment, flexed her hands tucked in her sleeves, and nodded slightly.
Just think of it as repaying his kindness in giving me a ride home that day.
Emperor Jingxuan curled his lips, and asked with a half-smile, "Madam, how do you want to help me?"
How to help?
The only thing Yun Wan could think of was to find an imperial physician as soon as possible so that he could take the medicine as soon as possible and be relieved of the pain.
But at the moment, Yun Wan guessed that he did not want to make it public, not even Princess Yongshou wanted to, otherwise this place would have been surrounded by people inside and out.
Emperor Jingxuan: "Madam, do you know how to massage?"
Yun Wan nodded slightly, "I know a little."
Emperor Jingxuan: "Then I'll trouble you, Madam."
After he finished speaking, he changed his position and lay on the couch with his upper body leaning on the jade pillow. His ink-colored brocade robe fell to the edge of the couch, and the jade pendant on his waist made a crisp sound when it collided with each other.
Yun Wan understood his intention and took a few steps back in fear, "Your Majesty."
"This, this is against the rules."
Not to mention the difference in their status, how could she, as his wife, get close to him? If word got out, the only one who would be affected would be her.
What if she didn't massage him well and hurt him, aggravating his condition? How could Yun Wan bear the responsibility for this?
Yun Wan's face was full of resistance as she tried to analyze the pros and cons with him.
No, there is no benefit.
It was rare to see such a rich expression on her face. Emperor Jingxuan closed his eyes slightly and asked, "Could it be that Madam was deceiving me just now? Do you know the crime of deceiving the emperor?"
The casual tone leaves no room for rejection.
Yun Wan had no choice but to move to the couch in her half-wet, half-dry embroidered shoes.
She couldn't massage his forehead while standing, so Yun Wan had to sit down carefully on the edge of the couch, then folded up her sleeves, revealing her frosty white wrist.
After observing for a moment, Yun put his arms around Emperor Jingxuan and approached him.
The soft and slightly cool fingertips were placed on the temples, and Emperor Jingxuan's brows relaxed.
Seeing this, Yun Wan felt relieved, then used a little force with his fingertips, massaging in circles while paying attention to Emperor Jingxuan's reaction.
A faint fragrance penetrated into the tip of the nose, and Emperor Jingxuan had opened his eyes without knowing when.
"Madam, your technique is quite skillful." He curled his lips and raised an arc.
Yun Wan lowered her eyes and said, "When my husband was alive, he would also get a headache after reading for a long time. I learned this massage method from you, and I didn't expect it to be able to relieve it a little."
Upon hearing this, the smile on Emperor Jingxuan's lips disappeared instantly.
He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes cold.
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