At the gate of the Palace of Heavenly Purity, Wang Yuanshou followed behind Lin An.
As soon as he walked out of the door, the cold wind blew outside and Dean Wang couldn't help but shiver.
He raised his hand and wiped his forehead, a layer of cold sweat under his palm.
"Eunuch Lin, do you really need to prescribe this medicine?" Dean Wang was undecided.
Your Majesty, this is a man in good health.
Even if he had the courage, he wouldn't dare to prescribe this medicine.
Dean Wang didn't dare to do it, so Lin An naturally didn't have the courage to do it either.
Your Majesty is just pretending to be sick. If he gets sick from eating too much, I'm afraid it will be more trouble than it's worth.
Lin An thought about it for a while before coming up with an idea: "How about this...prescribe some medicinal food that strengthens the body."
"Let's just get over this first."
But Concubine Zhao cannot reveal the truth at all. His Majesty has finally thought of a way to allow the two of them to rebuild together.
If something goes wrong, won't we have to start all over again?
When Lin An thought of this, his straight back bent down.
"There must be no mistakes."
After a while, the medicine was boiled.
When Lin An came in with the medicine, Shen Fu was sitting in front of the bed reading to His Majesty.
Inside the house, the atmosphere was gentle, and the faint scent of ambergris was spreading around the hall.
Shen Fu sat beside the bed holding a book.
Her voice was as sweet as the chirping of an oriole, and the words she spoke in her soft Wu dialect made people feel numb.
Lin An took a look and lowered his head quickly: "Madam, the medicine is boiled."
"Bring it up." Chen Fu put down the book and motioned Lin An to hand over the medicine.
She stood up and took off the armor on her hands one by one, then went over to pick up the medicine: "Is this the prescription that Dean Wang just wrote?"
Lin An stood beside him with his body bent. After hearing what happened, he raised his head and glanced at His Majesty, then quickly lowered his head again.
"yes."
The medicine was held in her hand, and Shen Fu smelled a strong herbal scent as soon as she approached.
The bitterness that came over her made Shen Fu's brows frown uncontrollably.
Strong medicinal smell.
Dean Wang was afraid of being exposed, so he added a lot of Coptis chinensis to the soup...
Shen Fu smiled, holding the medicine and turning around: "Your Highness, I will feed you."
Xiao Yu sat on the bed and sighed helplessly when he saw this.
Having just escaped from the furnace, now he is falling into the tiger's den again.
Seeing the medicine that was about to be delivered to his mouth, Xiao Yu couldn't help but sigh: "It's a little cold, I'll drink it later."
Shen Fu's hand holding the medicine never stopped.
Holding the spoon in one hand, he raised it high: "Good medicine tastes bitter. Your Majesty, don't you want to drink it?"
Shen Fu's brows were tightly knitted together, and when she looked at him, her eyes were full of inquiry.
When Xiao Yu saw this, he felt his scalp tingling.
He didn't want Shen Fu to find out that he was pretending to be sick.
"It's not that I don't want to drink." Xiao Yu put his fist to his lips and coughed.
"But I think this medicine is a little hot. Let it cool down a little." He said, taking the medicine from Chen Fu's hand and placing it on the table.
"Good medicine tastes bitter." Seeing this, Chen Fu took it again and said, "I will not be able to see Your Majesty drink it today. I am afraid I will be worried."
Xiao Yu looked at Chen Fu.
After confirming that her eyes were not false, he hesitated for a while, but finally nodded: "Then I will drink it."
Shen Fu then smiled.
He stood up, picked up the medicine bowl again, and stirred it several times with the spoon in his hand.
Shen Fu's movements were gentle, and the gentler they were, the more bitter the medicine in her hand became.
"Why is this medicine so bitter?" Shen Fu said, frowning slightly and looking at the Emperor with a worried look in her eyes.
But the hand holding the soup spoon was raised towards His Majesty without any ambiguity: "Your Majesty, please try it."
When Xiao Yu heard Chen Fu's words, he felt his eyebrows twitching.
He was not afraid of taking medicine.
But Shen Fu just said so, and never stopped talking.
The more he said this, the more afraid he became.
Even when the medicine was being served to him, he couldn't help but subconsciously dodge back.
"Your Majesty?" Chen Fu stood there with the spoon in her hand, looking at His Majesty with a puzzled look on her face.
"Is Your Majesty afraid of taking medicine?" Shen Fu opened her innocent eyes with a hint of smile in them.
Seeing this, Xiao Yu couldn't bear it anymore and took the medicine bowl from Shen Fu in one breath.
He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
"It's gone." The medicine bowl was placed on the table, empty.
Xiao Yu drank a full bowl of medicine, then took the tea to wash away the bitterness in his mouth.
"I've finished drinking it. Are you satisfied?"
"What is it that makes me satisfied or dissatisfied?" Chen Fu glanced at the empty soup bowl on the table.
But then I felt aggrieved again.
"Your Majesty is ill, so of course he needs to take medicine. Why does it look like Your Majesty is drinking it for me?"
Shen Fu's words were like a basin of cold water.
The anger that Xiao Yu had just felt disappeared completely at this moment.
That’s right, Shen Fufen doesn’t understand anything.
She thought she was ill.
It's only natural to care about yourself and worry about him. I was wrong, and I blamed Chen Fu for nothing.
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