Suiyuxuan
Zhen Huan leaned against the couch, her dress lifted to reveal the bruises on her knees. In the darker areas, there were even signs of blackening, which made Da Pang Ju feel extremely distressed.
Holding the ointment, he didn't know how to apply it, afraid that he might accidentally cause Zhen Huan more pain.
After hesitating for a moment, the chubby orange handed the ointment to Cui Jinxi, who was standing guard nearby.
"You apply the medicine to Consort Wan, be gentle."
"Yes, ma'am."
Cui Jinxi respectfully accepted the ointment, then knelt down beside the soft couch and carefully applied it to Zhen Huan.
The cooling ointment does have a pain-relieving effect, but you need to apply some pressure to melt it when you apply it.
Zhen Huan endured the excruciating pain, stubbornly refusing to cry out, but tears welled up in her eyes.
Seeing this, the chubby orange not only frowned but also felt a pang of sadness. He hugged Zhen Huan and said...
"If you really can't hold back anymore, then don't hold back any longer. I'm right here beside you."
Zhen Huan leaned against the chubby orange cat, her face instantly streaked with tears, and said with a wronged expression,
"It is my honor to pray for His Majesty. It is just a minor injury, nothing serious."
"Besides, the other sisters are the same, it's not just me."
The chubby orange said, "I've been feeling drowsy and listless these past few days."
"We only knew that the Empress Dowager had you chanting scriptures in Baohua Hall, so we thought it was nothing serious. We never expected that you would be injured like this in just a few days."
"If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have worried so much. I should have had someone send you back to the palace sooner."
Zhen Huan said with emotion, "It's not Your Majesty's fault, it's my fault for making you worry."
"Your Majesty, I do not know medicine and cannot help alleviate your pain. But I am happy to be able to do something for you."
"Besides, with the Empress and Consort Hua both here, how can I leave alone and put my husband in a difficult position?"
"I am already content that you, my lord, have come to visit me. I dare not ask for anything more."
Seeing how understanding Zhen Huan was, the chubby orange couldn't help but hug her even tighter.
"With Wanwan like this, what more could a man ask for?"
"But since your leg is injured like this, you need to rest for a while. You won't need to copy the Buddhist scriptures ten times anymore."
Zhen Huan said, "How could Wanwan not know that the Fourth Prince dotes on her?"
"But what if the Empress Dowager finds out? Won-wan doesn't want the Fourth Prince and the Empress Dowager to have a falling out because of me."
“The other sisters are also injured. If I am the only one who is spared, I will inevitably feel uneasy.”
The chubby orange said, "It's nothing, the Empress Dowager won't care, you don't need to worry."
"As for others, how can they be compared to you?"
Zhen Huan smiled and said, "Yes, Wanwan thanks Your Highness."
I pressed my ear against the big, chubby orange's chest and listened to the thumping of his heart.
Her face was slightly flushed with rouge, her eyes were closed and a smile played on her lips, as if she was thoroughly enjoying the quiet time between the two of them.
However, he remained perfectly clear-headed. He hadn't expected them to be so badly injured. He clearly felt that his illness was due to the concubines, and anger welled up within him.
Although the concubines were not spared punishment, partly to save face for the Empress Dowager, ultimately it was simply because the Empress Dowager's orders suited his wishes.
Now he's playing the good guy in front of her again, trying to absolve himself of all responsibility, as if he were completely innocent.
*
After having lunch with Zhen Huan, Da Pang Ju slowly emerged from Suiyu Pavilion. Perhaps because he had eaten too much, he suddenly decided to walk back to Yangxin Hall.
Including the days he's been sick, it's been quite a while since he's gone for a walk in the Imperial Garden.
"Su Peisheng, have the Imperial Hospital select the best wound medicine and send it to Consort Wan."
"I don't know what happened to those people in Baohua Palace. There were cushions everywhere, yet they still managed to injure the young master like this."
Su Peisheng said, "Your Majesty, the cushions in Baohua Palace are all wrapped in brocade, and the inside is a futon woven from cattail grass."
"Your skin is delicate. It's fine for a day or two, but it's easy to get injured after seven days."
"Consort Wan is young, so her injuries are relatively minor. I heard that Consort Qi's injuries are quite serious, and the Third Prince has been crying like a baby these past two days."
Big Fat Orange frowned. A man doesn't easily shed tears. For a prince to act like a daughter over his mother's minor ailment is truly outrageous.
"He's so old, yet he still acts like a child when things happen, all he does is cry."
Su Peisheng's smile faltered, and he said ingratiatingly, "Your Majesty, please calm down. The Third Prince is only acting out of filial piety, feeling sorry for his mother."
“During the days that His Majesty has been ill, the Third Prince has come to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to inquire about him every day.”
"Because Consort Cheng was also praying for blessings in Baohua Hall, she was worried that the Fifth Prince would be left unattended, so she took on the responsibility of being his elder brother."
"Consort Cheng said that the Third Prince is a good older brother and told him to take the Fifth Prince to improve himself more often."
Brotherly love and respect?
Big Fat Orange grinned. Those brothers who were vying for the throne with him were not easy to deal with.
He wished all his unfortunate brothers who opposed him would die, one by one, so they wouldn't get in his way.
However, when it comes to himself, the fat orange cat hopes that his offspring can live in harmony and not fight each other like he did back then, fighting tooth and nail for the throne and favor.
"Let Hongshi guide Hongzhou to make progress? It would be good enough if the palace didn't become a mess."
"However, Hongshi is honest and kind, while Hongzhou is lively and unruly. They are also quite different in age. I am very pleased that they can get along so well."
Su Peisheng said with a smile, "Your Majesty, you can see how happy you are to hear that the two princes are getting along so well."
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