Twelve days later, after a series of bad news, there was finally good news.
Because the Imperial Noble Consort was ill, Emperor Mingyan was watching over her day and night, and the news for the past few days was handled by the Crown Prince. So upon receiving this secret letter, the Crown Prince hurried to Yonghe Palace.
When he entered, he saw that everyone was smiling. The prince asked, "Is mother all right?"
"Prince," Emperor Ming Yan responded from inside, "Come in."
The prince went in and greeted Emperor Mingyan first. The imperial concubine held her forehead with one hand and said with a smile, "Zuo'er."
"Mother," the prince walked over, bowed hastily, and looked at her expression carefully: "How do you feel, mother?"
"I didn't have a nightmare yesterday," the Imperial Concubine said with a smile, "and I felt much lighter. It's nothing. My son, don't worry."
The prince was delighted, "That's good!"
The two exchanged a few more words before Emperor Mingyan asked, "Is there any news from Qinzhou?"
"Yes," the prince turned around quickly: "Father, Tang Shiyue is awake."
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"Oh?" Emperor Mingyan put down his teacup and said, "Finally woke up. What about the medicine for the wind disease?"
The prince handed over the secret report with both hands, saying, "The medicine for treating wind disease, Huo Qijing came back yesterday and instructed Su Ji to get it. The prescription is here. The wine was also sent overnight, so it should arrive soon."
Emperor Ming Yan quickly read the secret report and said in astonishment: "She woke up as soon as Huo Qijing came back... Is there really telepathy in this world?"
"Maybe," the prince sighed, "Anyway, it's a good thing... She is my son," he hesitated, but still said it, "my only friend."
Emperor Ming Yan's smile faded slightly.
It is not an exaggeration to say that I am a loner. Sitting in this position, even if I have a few friends, is it really simple to get along with them?
The Imperial Concubine interrupted with a smile: "Is it the child that Zuo'er said looks a bit like me?"
Emperor Mingyan suddenly frowned. He glanced at the crown prince and said sternly, "Is it because of the nonsense you told your mother that she had a nightmare for so long?"
The prince was startled and knelt down quickly: "Son, I don't dare!"
"Your Majesty!" The Imperial Concubine stood up and pushed him: "Why are you blaming Zuo'er? When Zuo'er came back for the first time, he talked to me about this matter. But my nightmare happened in the past few days. What does it have to do with Zuo'er?"
The prince was suddenly slightly shocked.
Tang Shiyue fell into the Black Water River and was in a coma for twelve days. The Imperial Concubine suddenly had a nightmare, which also lasted for twelve days.
Huo Qijing came back last night and Tang Shiyue woke up.
And the Imperial Concubine did not have a nightmare last night...
Is this really a coincidence?
Most importantly, only those who have seen Tang Shiyue know that she looks so much like the Imperial Concubine.
To be honest, she probably looks more like the Imperial Noble Consort's cousin Meng Min, because both of them have oval faces, and the Imperial Noble Consort has a slightly pointed chin, but other than that, their facial features are exactly the same.
Of course he knew that the Imperial Concubine had a child who was born on August 15, so her nickname was Yue'er. But that had been more than ten years, and the child died of illness when he was one year old, so it couldn't be that child.
Is there really such a thing as reincarnation in this world?
But he clearly remembered that when Meng Min gave birth to Yan Tingyue, his mother cried uncontrollably and said that she dreamed that she was Yue'er's reincarnation. She also asked his father to adopt her as an adopted daughter, but for some reason, the matter was later dropped.
Emperor Mingyan said, "Okay, you can go down now. You can handle this matter at your discretion."
The prince calmed himself down and said, "Yes."
He walked out.
When he returned, Sheng Qi was waiting for him in the East Palace.
Although Sheng Qi was noisy, he was not an unsuccessful person and he did not often come to the palace. The prince calmed down and asked him, "What's the matter?"
Sheng Qi had no idea that Tang Shiyue had been attacked and was unconscious. He said excitedly, "Your Highness, I want to find someone to send a birthday gift to Ayue. Do you want to go?"
"Birthday gift? Of course I have to give it to her," the prince asked with a smile as he picked up the tea, "When is her birthday?"
Sheng Qi said: "August 15th!"
What? The prince's hand suddenly paused, and he looked up in astonishment, speechless for a long while.
After all, Tang Shiyue was injured and lost too much blood, so she still needed to be well taken care of.
The prince wrote a reply in his own handwriting, allowing Huo Qijing to stay here for a month, and the prince would explain to Yan Shiwei.
Tang Shiyue didn't express any opinion.
She was not stupid. She had just joined the army. No matter what the reason was, it was not good to take such a long leave. Moreover, no matter who the commander was, he would not like this way of asking for leave because he had someone in the court.
But Huo Qijing would consider and handle these matters himself. She certainly wouldn't be so ignorant as to not allow him to leave, but did she want her to be a virtuous woman and persuade him to go back? That was out of the question.
Lady Enfu, who thought she was very sensible, suddenly became clingy. She lay on the couch, her hands seemed to be useless, and let him serve her clumsily.
But as soon as she woke up, everything started to go smoothly immediately.
Tang Shiyue sent Qing Weile and Ren Dong to thank the family who rescued her.
The two men went there and just got off the horse when a round-faced old woman came towards them. When she saw Ren Dong, her face suddenly changed, as if she had seen a ghost. She turned around and ran away, almost bumping into someone.
The man was also startled and shouted, "Grandma Tan, why are you panicking?"
Qing Weiliao and the other person exchanged glances.
Ren Dong is now more knowledgeable and confident, and he no longer cares much about other people's eyes. But after the tattoo on his face, although he looks a little weird, he can still be called handsome. Is it really necessary to scare him like this?
The two didn't think much about it and continued walking forward.
The family that saved Tang Shiyue was surnamed Xia. Grandma Li in the family was also honest and simple. When she saw them coming, she repeatedly said that it was not necessary. The two of them still left the gifts and then left.
In fact, this place belongs to Dongshan Village, not far from Jubao Village, but the undercurrent of the Heishui River is hidden underground, so they couldn't find it when they looked for it.
Just thinking about it makes me scared! Qing Weilai sighed, "Adong, it's a good thing you thought of it and jumped down to try it yourself."
Ren Dong smiled and said, "Well, thank goodness."
Qing Weiliao was indeed a worrying senior brother. He walked a few steps and was suddenly startled. He turned around and said, "Master's wife...she is our elder!"
Ren Dong looked at him in surprise: "Of course, Senior Brother, you are worrying too much. I am not Meng Yiqiu."
Over at the stone house, Meng Yiqiu sneezed, and then said angrily outside: "Ayue is the head of the family, and he serves tea and water, and he is quite virtuous! Just like a woman!"
No one responded to his question.
Ever since Young Master Meng discovered that Huo Qijing was always there whenever he entered the room, and that Huo Qijing was taller than him and was good at kung fu, he started to use his verbal skills to mock Huo Qijing in various ways every day... and he didn't realize that his behavior was more like that of a woman.
In the room, Huo Qijing raised his eyebrows: "This group of demons are dancing wildly...won't you explain it?"
"What's there to explain?" She said surprisingly confidently, "I've already made it clear to him. Is it my fault that he refuses to leave?"
He lowered his eyes: "There are no female cats or mosquitoes around me."
He looked like this, and he looked particularly well behaved when he acted pitiful. She nodded and stuffed the fruit cube into his mouth: "Be good, keep it up!"
Huo Qijing: “…”
He glanced at her sideways and tapped her forehead with his finger: "Only the governor is allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps, right?"
She nodded: "Yes!"
He narrowed his eyes and wanted to speak, but she immediately dropped the plate, hugged his arm, and rubbed it: "I'm sick... You can't be mean to me, if you are mean to me, I will recover slowly!"
He looked at the little thing snuggling in his arm and acting coquettishly, sighed resignedly, and said nothing.
In fact, he really had nothing to worry about, he was just... jealous.
The only thing here that was not affected by Tang Shiyue's coma was the workshop. Two types of small hand-held fans, one square and one round, had already been made. Since the technology was mature, there was no need for any modification.
Tang Shiyue immediately told them to find some good wood, carve the surface with gold thread, and make a dozen exquisite ones. They would then send them to Sheng Qi, who would then pass them on to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. The drawings would then be sent to Zhao Zeping in Chang'an, asking the workshop alliance to start production as soon as possible.
And the wind fan she wanted was also made.
Because when Huo Qijing said that, she thought so too... The best place to install this kind of wind fan is on a carriage. When the carriage is running, the external windmill will of course produce strong wind, and the fan inside will rotate faster, so it can be used as a simple air conditioner.
Of course, it also has to be sent to Chang'an City. At the same time, a message was sent to Zhao Zeping to expand the scope of the workshop alliance. In addition to Chang'an City, several more should be established in other places.
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