Chapter 11: The first confrontation between the male and female supporting roles
After the meal, Rong Zhuo suggested that they take a short nap separately and then change their clothes before going into the palace.
Chu Sishui originally wanted to take a nap together, but suddenly thought that the Third Prince might need some alone time. Since there was still a lot of time left in the future, she agreed with his suggestion.
The afternoon sun was a bit hot now. The two of them had just gone out in their heavy formal clothes when Chu Sishui noticed a thin layer of sweat on King Rui's forehead. "Your Highness, why don't you take off a few pieces of clothing? You are wearing more clothes than me."
She could walk around to get some fresh air, but he could only sit in a wheelchair and endure it. Now she really felt that Prince Rui was suffering.
Rong Zhuo pulled down the hand that was wiping his forehead and said, "The etiquette cannot be abolished. Take it off on the way back after the end."
"……Well."
Prince Rui's Mansion is not far from the Imperial Palace. You can get there by walking along two straight streets and passing through the Xichui Gate.
When getting in the car just now, Chu Sishui noticed how the flying sword pushed King Rui up.
After Fei Jian and the others fixed a ramp-like wooden structure next to the carriage, they heard a brisk voice from above their heads, "Let me push His Highness down."
Rong Zhuo knew that going downhill would require more force, and she might not be able to pull him. "Let Fei Jian and the others do it."
"Your Highness underestimates me. I will definitely let Your Highness go down safely."
After saying that, she grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair and pushed hard with her feet. The wheelchair slid down the slope. Chu Sishui used both hands to stabilize the speed of the wheelchair's sliding down. After the front wheels touched the ground, she increased the force and King Rui landed steadily.
call!
The dead hearts of Feijian and Yinren came back to life.
It seems that the princess is not a playful and reckless person. She knows how to control the force and direction of the wheelchair and pays attention to the mood of His Highness.
After landing safely, he passed through a series of high-walled and red-brick passages. Throughout the entire process, Rong Zhuo had a deadpan expression.
Chu Sishui naturally disliked depressing atmospheres. She used a silk scarf to wipe the sweat off the silent Rong Zhuo. "It's such a long way. I'm getting hot all the way. Your Highness, are you okay today? Are you feeling uncomfortable after sitting for so long?"
The hearts of the flying sword and silver blade that had just fallen behind were lifted up again. The flying sword even quickened its pace and walked to the side of the princess, motioning her, "Princess, why are you always jumping around in the minefield? Don't say words like 'walk', 'run', or 'sit' in front of the palace."
But Chu Sishui, who was wiping the sweat off King Rui, was unaware of Fei Jian's collapsed look.
Rong Zhuo glanced at the princess who was wearing a heavy dress. She was indeed a little out of breath as she walked, and her face, which was tanned by the sun, looked particularly bright.
He simply said, "We'll be there soon."
After his leg was crippled, sometimes he had no choice but to endure it, even though it was very uncomfortable.
Chu Sishui noticed that Rong Zhuo's face was a little pale. She originally thought it was due to being too tired, but after thinking about it carefully, it was probably due to lack of nutrition and lack of sun exposure. It was a kind of paleness that made people feel lifeless.
Without further ado, let him eat the nanoscale micro robot tonight. After that one time, he could at least feel some strength in his body.
Apart from the Queen, there are only Concubine Shu and Concubine Xiao in the harem now. Some older housekeepers who were not favored have already been used, and those who were favored but had no children have also been settled in the palace. Emperor Rong is still very merciful in this regard.
When they arrived at Fengyi Palace, Chu Sishui discovered that all the princes and princesses were there today.
They greeted each other one by one according to their status.
The Queen awarded a glass hairpin to the ladies, while the other two ladies each received a conventional bracelet.
However, Chu Sishui was surprised by the jade BMW given by the Crown Prince's Consort Wen Renyuan.
"Sister-in-law, you are really smart. You know that Your Highness used to like BMW the most." Chu Sishui said lightly.
She still knew some gossip. When Rong Zhuo was safe, he often traveled around on horseback. At that time, Wen Ren Yuan followed behind him, and everyone praised them as a perfect match.
My childhood sweetheart abandoned me and married my brother. Why did he give me a horse after the wedding? This is like adding salt to blood.
"No, I just thought that my third brother must be missing the old days now, and I was afraid that he would be sad, so I came up with this desperate measure. You should know that the imperial physician that mother invited for my third brother is a disabled national master of the Chitian Kingdom, and he will definitely be able to cure my third brother's leg injury." After saying this, he supported the peony flower on his temple with his right hand, and covered half of his face with a fan, with an elegant and calm posture.
"Sister-in-law, you are such a joker. Third brother is newly married, why are you spoiling his fun?" Chu Sishui followed the voice and saw a girl dressed in palace clothes, frowning innocently.
This is Concubine Shu’s only daughter, the Fifth Princess Rong Lianzhi.
Wen Renyuan said in annoyance, "I'm so sorry, I was just thinking about Third Brother's good." After saying that, she side-glanced at the eldest prince beside her.
The eldest prince, Prince Duan, quickly showed his eight-toothed smile and said, "Third brother, please don't mind. Your sister-in-law just wants you to recover quickly."
The fourth prince, King Jing, who had been watching the show for a long time, finally stopped thinking and blinked his evil peach blossom eyes, "Third brother, you haven't said a word since you came in. Don't be angry. We are brothers and sisters, so we care about you like this. Others would never say such heartfelt words, they are just flattering."
"Don't worry about you getting angry, Third Brother. I heard that the national expert Du Song that the Queen found for you does have his own views on disability. But Third Brother turned him away and went to Tingfeng Pavilion to see some itinerant doctor."
"It is said that you, Third Brother, later received treatment from a female itinerant doctor."
Chu Sishui tightened her grip on the wheelchair. The Fourth Prince, King Jing's words were meant to stir up conflict.
Emperor Rong originally did not want to get involved in the verbal disputes among these children. He often felt sorry for Rong Zhuo's disability. It was also he who approved the Queen's request to find a national expert for Rong Zhuo.
"Zhuo'er, is what your fourth brother said true?"
Rong Zhuo brushed off the dust on his body and said indifferently, "Yes, I think the diagnosis of Master Du Song is of no practical use. On the contrary, the lower limb equipment training method and medicinal bath treatment of the itinerant doctor have interested me."
Emperor Rong groaned, "After all, he is a traveling doctor. He may be trying to curry favor with the rich and powerful. I'm afraid he is not telling the truth."
Rong Zhuo said, "She has already hooked up with me, so I am still willing to give it a try."
At once, more than a dozen pairs of eyes turned to Chu Sishui.
"Father, please allow me to report that my maternal grandfather is a medical god. His grandfather's notes contain relevant treatment methods for injuries and disabilities. I am grateful that Your Highness believes in me and is willing to give it a try."
"But Lord Dusong has already written down the treatment method. Now my mother is in a difficult position." Wen Renyuan said with false embarrassment.
Chu Sishui knelt and bowed, "Father, Queen Mother, I originally set a deadline of three months. By then, the academician of the Imperial Hospital will personally diagnose your pulse, and together we will determine whether my treatment method is effective. Do you think this is feasible?"
Queen Yuan said disapprovingly, "It doesn't matter. Three months won't make a difference. Since Prince Rui trusts his princess, you can give it a try."
Chu Sishui answered while thinking, among all the people here, the only ones who truly wished the best for Prince Rui were probably the Fifth Princess and the Emperor. Everyone else had their own thoughts, fearing that he would be well, or that he would be too bad and cause the Emperor to have excessive pity.
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