Chapter 1980 Forced Smile
What happened that day seemed to be just a small disturbance to them.
In fact, this turmoil never left the imperial concubine's courtyard.
After that, nothing happened again and the entire Duwei Mansion seemed to calm down again. However, two more things happened a few days later.
The first thing is that the imperial concubine asks the emperor for permission.
It is said that since the bandits in Reyuewan have been wiped out and they have already met with the envoy of Parthia, the imperial concubine feels that staying in Shazhouwei is not conducive to her pregnancy and hopes that the emperor can return to Beijing as soon as possible.
Originally, Zhu Feng was a little hesitant about this matter.
Not to mention anything else, the fact that Nan Yan had severe morning sickness alone had always troubled him.
If the journey was bumpy like this, I don’t know how uncomfortable she would be.
But the strange thing was that the imperial concubine's morning sickness was cured without any medicine, as if the fetus's position was corrected all of a sudden, and she no longer felt nauseous or wanted to vomit. Naturally, Zhu Feng was very happy about this.
So he also issued an order, asking everyone to prepare to return to the capital.
The second thing is that Duke Chengguo is ill.
When Nan Yan heard the news, she was sitting with Zhu Feng having dinner. She just blinked her eyes.
Instead, Zhu Feng asked, "Why did you suddenly get sick?"
Xiao Shunzi, who came to report, said, "This, I don't know either. I just heard from the people in the pharmacy downstairs that the Duke has been feeling unwell these past two days. He's been taking medicine for two days straight, but he hasn't gotten any better."
"oh……"
Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this.
He was still eating and said, "After dinner, I'll go over and take a look."
"yes."
Xiao Shunzi immediately retreated.
Nan Yan sat aside, holding the bowl and chopsticks, and didn't say anything. Only when Zhu Feng gave her another piece of meat, she ate it obediently.
Zhu Feng looked at her and said, "You are feeling much better now."
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Look at what the emperor said, I am not sick."
Zhu Feng said, "Of course I know you weren't sick, but seeing you vomiting like that, I was still worried. Now you're feeling better, your morning sickness isn't as severe, and Wang Baizhi also said that the fetus is stable, so you can set off back to Beijing."
Nan Yan smiled and said, "It's just that I'm feeling better here, but the Duke is ill."
As she spoke, she looked at Zhu Feng and said, "He, won't affect our return to Beijing, right?"
Zhu Feng thought for a moment and said, "Let's go and take a look."
After dinner, Zhu Feng took a short rest and was about to go. At this time, Nan Yan stood up and walked to his side: "Your Majesty, why don't you go with me to visit the Duke?"
"you?"
Zhu Feng was a little surprised.
You know, they all knew very well that there was a rift between the Imperial Concubine and the Duke, and there was no need for the Imperial Concubine to visit the Duke if he fell ill.
Nan Yan smiled and said, "In such a small Duwei Mansion, the Emperor has already gone. It seems a bit unreasonable for me not to go and see the Duke."
But Zhu Feng was still thinking about what happened between Gu Yiyou and Tong Sinian.
You know, this incident caused these two young people to suffer a loss and even caused Tong Sinian to be disabled for life. Could Nan Yan swallow this?
Or—
He glanced at Nan Yan, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's go."
So the two of them went to the Duke's residence.
The Duwei Mansion of Shazhouwei is not very big, but with so many people living in it, each person has his or her own courtyard. Unless they intend to interact with each other, they almost never disturb each other.
This was also the first time that Nan Yan came to the Duke's residence.
This courtyard is smaller and more secluded than his own, and there are very few people coming and going to serve.
Only the people he brought with him were guarding the door. When they saw His Majesty the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine coming in person, they all knelt down to pay their respects.
Zhu Feng only asked, "Where is the Duke?"
His nephew Wu Mian, who had always followed Duke Cheng, immediately stepped forward, paid his respects, and then said cautiously, "Your Majesty, my uncle is still lying in there."
"Why, are you too sick to get up?"
"Actually, it's not that he's too sick to get up. It's just that he's been inexplicably nauseous these days. He eats one part and spits out nine parts. As he ages, he naturally can't handle such stress, so he can't get up."
"oh……"
Hearing these symptoms, Zhu Feng was slightly stunned.
He subconsciously glanced at Nan Yan.
Nan Yan said with concern: "Let's go in and take a look first."
Wu Mian had not expected that the Imperial Concubine, who had always been at odds with Concubine Hui and the Duke, would come in person. He did not dare to say anything and hurriedly led them in.
When I entered the house, I found it dimly lit.
An old man, so thin and haggard that he was almost unrecognizable, was leaning against the head of the bed. He was none other than Duke Cheng, Wu Yingqiu.
He was already thin and weak, and at this moment, his whole body was like a hollowed-out sack, sitting there dying, with only the exhalation left and no intake.
Zhu Feng walked over and said softly, "Duke."
Hearing this voice, Wu Yingqiu, who had been dozing off, opened his eyes. When he saw Zhu Feng, his eyes immediately lit up: "Your Majesty!"
He hurriedly stood up and saluted.
Zhu Feng immediately raised his hand to stop him, and asked Wu Mian to support him, saying, "The Duke is seriously ill, so please don't be so polite."
Only then did Wu Yingqiu reluctantly sit back down.
But when he raised his head and saw Nan Yan standing behind Zhu Feng, his eyes suddenly dimmed.
But he still gritted his teeth and said reluctantly: "I am sorry, Your Majesty."
Nan Yan just smiled and said, "How can you be so polite when the Duke is so ill? You should just take good care of yourself."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Wu Mian: "You just said that the Duke has been nauseous and vomiting recently. What's going on? Did he eat something wrong? Or -"
Wu Mian was already very worried about this matter. When he heard the imperial concubine ask this, he immediately frowned.
"I don't know what's going on either."
“…”
"My uncle suddenly became like this."
Nan Yan listened, then turned to Zhu Feng and said, "Your Majesty, the Duke was fine before, and he had previously worked hard to help Your Majesty eliminate the bandits in the Hot Moon Bay. How could he suddenly fall ill? There must be something wrong!"
Zhu Feng turned and looked at her.
Nan Yan said, "The Emperor should immediately have this matter thoroughly investigated and give the Duke an explanation!"
“…”
Zhu Feng fell silent, but Wu Yingqiu, who was lying on the bed, began to panic.
He supported himself tremblingly and said breathlessly: "No, no, I am fine."
Nan Yan looked at him: "Duke?"
Wu Yingqiu smiled at her, but that smile was uglier than crying: "I am just old and frail, there is no other reason. I hope Your Majesty and Your Majesty will understand."
Nan Yan sighed, "The Duke devoted himself to the Emperor's cause until his death. How could he not take such a serious illness seriously?"
"Really, it's really okay."
Wu Yingqiu groaned inwardly, but could only force himself to say, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern."
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