Gu Jue, who the emperor thought was dying, was leaning lazily in the carriage, looking comfortable and relaxed.

The carriage of the red-wheeled carriage was very spacious, just like a small room. There was a fixed small table in the carriage, as well as a charcoal stove for making tea, various foods, hand warmers, etc.

“When flowers are in bloom, they must be picked.” Gu Jue casually placed the empty teacup on the small table and recited a poem.

They were not allowed to play pitch pots, archery, chuiwan, bird fighting, etc. in the carriage, so they had nothing to do, so they played "Flying Flowers". Gu Jue said a poem with the first word "flower", and Chu Qianchen had to follow up with a poem with the second word "flower", and so on.

Chu Qianchen said as he brewed tea: "I meet you again in the season of falling flowers."

Chu Qianchen smiled and handed the teacup to Gu Jue.

She and the prince should be "meeting again in the season of spring flowers".

"Spring is gone but the flowers remain." Gu Jue added the third sentence. He took the tea with one hand and used the other hand to naturally help her adjust the peach silk flower on her temple.

"The human face and the peach blossoms complement each other red." Chu Qianchen said the fourth line of the poem.

After she finished speaking, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. When she recited the poem, it sounded as if she was bragging.

Could it be that the prince was deliberately misleading her just now?

Chu Qianchen narrowed his eyes and stared at him.

Gu Jue generously let her watch and took a sip of the scented tea at just the right temperature.

Playing the flying flower order was too easy for them, and it was just for fun in their spare time. However, half an hour later, Chu Qianchen accidentally said, "When my flower blooms, hundreds of flowers will bloom..."

Chu Qianchen stopped reading halfway.

There are two characters for “花” in this sentence.

She lost.

Chu Qianchen smiled cutely and poured tea for Gu Jue again. He did not mention her loss and asked, "My Lord, is this carriage stable?"

The carriage was indeed running very smoothly. When Chu Qianchen made tea, the tea poured out from the spout of the pot did not tilt or splash at all, and poured into the teacup without a drop of leakage.

The red-wheeled carriage prepared by the Ministry of Internal Affairs is of course very good, but because the journey takes three days, Chu Qianchen has not been idle in the past few days, thinking about making some improvements. He laid a thick mattress in the carriage, covered the wheels of the carriage with leather, and adjusted the Futu and Dangtu between the floor of the carriage and the axle.

She had already thought about it. The prince was not allowed to ride a horse and had to ride in a carriage with her, so she took so much trouble to improve the carriage.

Her pupils were sparkling, as if she was waiting for his praise.

Gu Jue: “…”

If it were four months ago, even Gu Jue himself wouldn't believe that he would abandon the horse and take the carriage.

But now, the carriage was stable and comfortable, as if walking on flat ground. Also, the little girl in front of him was delicate and soft, pleasing to the eye, so he felt that there was nothing wrong with this.

Gu Jue raised his hand and touched her soft hair, which was considered a reward and affirmation.

Chu Qianchen smiled lightly and took the initiative to rub his palm.

The naked love in her eyes made Gu Jue feel both happy and loving. In addition, he also had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Her love was so frank, too frank...

But it doesn’t matter.

She is still young, so all she needs to do now is look at him.

"Do you want to continue playing?" he asked.

She nodded: "Yes!"

This time, she started it all: "The wind blows the willow flowers and the whole store is filled with fragrance."

The first word of the poem is “wind”.

The clear voice of the girl and the clear voice of the young man echoed in the carriage.

The huge convoy moved forward all the way and stopped around 3 p.m.

Jiang Yuan reminded the two masters outside the carriage that they had arrived at their residence.

When traveling with the emperor, the imperial guards had already arranged in advance where to stop and how long to rest.

Chu Qianchen: “…”

Chu Qianchen was startled and looked at the bright sky outside.

It’s still so early, are they going to rest?

She muttered, "It seems that the emperor wants to turn a three-day journey into five days."

Gu Jue got off the red-wheeled cart first, and she held Gu Jue's hand and got off the car.

She had no objection to this.

It's winter and the weather is cold. If you travel too fast, you will get tired easily, which is not good.

Chu Qianchen stood still and glanced at the surrounding environment.

The tents at the residence had already been set up. The emperor's tent was the tallest and most spacious, and was located in the center of many rolling tents like a small hill.

Gu Jue was a prince, and his tent was located very close to the emperor's central tent.

Led by a eunuch, Chu Qianchen and Gu Jue soon arrived at their tent.

The prince's tent had its own regulations. It was spacious and comfortable, with all the necessary furniture and furnishings, but Chu Qianchen felt that it was not enough. Fortunately, she had made preparations.

She didn't need to say much, Amber understood from her gesture and directed everyone to spread the carpet, burn the charcoal basin, and light incense.

The maids and old women were busy in a hurry. Chu Qianchen and Gu Jue sat down in the compartment separated by the screen.

Chu Qianchen just raised her right hand slightly, and Gu Jue understood what she meant, and consciously placed his left wrist on the coffee table between them.

As long as he was in the capital, Chu Qianchen would check his pulse at least once a day. This had become a daily routine for the two of them.

Chu Qianchen took his pulse and quickly withdrew his hand, smiling with satisfaction.

Very good. Recently, with her personal supervision, the prince has not only returned to his original weight, but his health is getting better day by day. For example, his hands are much warmer than before.

In his previous life, the prince's hands were always cold, as cold as ice.

Whenever Chu Qianchen thinks back on it now, his heart still aches.

In Chu Qianchen's previous life, he would meet Gu Jue in the following year.

By that time, Gu Jue was already at the end of his life, with his body full of holes, just like a tree trunk hollowed out by termites. Even if Hua Tuo were reborn, he would be powerless to save him.

But now, she met Gu Jue a year earlier than in her previous life.

Gu Jue’s health has not yet deteriorated to the extent it was in his previous life.

Since April, Chu Qianchen has been using acupuncture and Dazao Pills to slowly repair his body. Now he has recovered about 30% of his peak state and will not be as exhausted as in his previous life in the short term.

However, this is not enough.

The risk of opening the chest now is still too great. We have to wait until the prince recovers to at least 50% of his peak strength.

She couldn't be impatient...she had to be absolutely sure.

At this time, the water on the stove boiled, and there was a slight boiling sound in the kettle, and white steam rose from the spout of the kettle.

Chu Qianchen took the kettle from the stove and personally made a cup of steaming medicinal tea for Gu Jue.

"Your Highness, drink the medicinal tea." Chu Qianchen handed the hot medicinal tea to him and stared at him.

An indescribable smell spread along with the rising heat, and Gu Jue's brows moved slightly.

Chu Qianchen also knew that the smell of this medicinal tea was not very pleasant, so he softened his voice and said in a coaxing tone: "Drink it while it's hot. This medicinal tea is specially prepared by me. It is very nourishing."

Gu Jue drank the medicinal tea slowly, elegantly and attentively.

Chu Qianchen was watching him from the side, as if he was supervising him, with a sweet helplessness in his eyes.

Alas, the prince is always disobedient, so she can only bear it more!

Chu Qianchen kept explaining things to him: "The Neijing says: Spring is for growth, summer is for growth, autumn is for harvest, and winter is for storage. This is the normal state of Qi, and people should follow it. The three months of winter are called the closed storage period, which is the best time to take supplements and to conserve energy."

"It is easy to suffer from insomnia in winter, so you should think less, go to bed early and get up late, and wait for daylight."

At this time, Jiang Yuan walked around the screen and happened to hear what Chu Qianchen said, with a strange look in his eyes.

So, the princess said so much, is she trying to persuade the prince to sleep in?

On the other side of the screen, Amber saw the maids and old women laying out the carpet and sent them away.

Gu Jue put down the teacup. The cup was empty, with only the residual aroma of medicine lingering in the air.

He said, "I'll do as you say."

Chu Qianchen smiled happily and brought him a second cup of freshly brewed tea, this one was fragrant rose tea.

"..." Jiang Yuan's expression became more subtle.

Everyone in the Black Armor Army knew that the prince always got up at the crowing of the cock.

Jiang Yuan walked up to the two men, presented a long sword case with both hands, and respectfully asked Gu Jue, "Your Majesty, do you want to hang up the sword?"

There was a five-foot-long sword in the sword case, with nine golden dragons carved on the hilt. The golden scabbard was inlaid with bright rubies, which sparkled in the candlelight in the tent.

Even Chu Qianchen looked at the Nine Dragon Sword twice more, his eyes flashing.

Gu Jue also noticed Chu Qianchen's eyes, swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, and changed his mind.

He raised his hand and took out the Nine Dragon Sword from the sword case, handed it to Chu Qianchen, and asked, "Do you want to play?"

Chu Qianchen: “…”

Jiang Yuan: "..."

Both of them opened their eyes slightly in surprise.

Chu Qianchen naturally recognized this Nine Dragon Sword.

This is Gu Jue's sword, which was given to him by the late emperor before he went to the north at the age of fifteen.

Gu Jue has always cherished it very much. He even wiped the sword himself. Apart from himself, even Jing Feng, who served him personally, dared not touch it. That's why Jiang Yuan came to ask Gu Jue how to place the sword.

Before today, Jiang Yuan would never have imagined that one day the prince would so casually hand the Nine Dragon Sword to the princess to play with.

Before Chu Qianchen could react, the Nine Dragon Sword had been stuffed into her hands.

The touch in my hands was very unfamiliar.

This was the first time she had touched the sword in two lifetimes.

She remembered that when the prince was seriously ill in her previous life, she once wanted to help him clean his sword, but was stopped by Qin Yao.

Qin Yao said: "You are so brave, don't you see how much Brother Nine treasures his sword?"

"Let me tell you, a man's sword is like his little beauty. No one can touch it except himself!"

But now, Gu Jue's little beauty was actually in her hands.

"Little beauty?" Gu Jue saw Chu Qianchen whispering something, but only heard these three words, and asked suspiciously.

Chu Qianchen then realized that she had accidentally said what she was thinking, and exclaimed nonchalantly: "I said it is really a 'little beauty'."

She looked at him with her chin slightly raised, her expression showing pure joy and her smile bright.

Gu Jue looked at Chu Qianchen. He liked to see her smile.

She was always easily pleased, or rather, apart from his physical condition, she would be happy no matter what he did.

It was as if she was a carefree child who grew up being spoiled.

Obviously she is not.

As if he had done a lot for her.

Obviously she did more and she was the one pampering him.

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An unusually bright light flashed across Gu Jue's eyes.

Seeing that she was just holding the scabbard and admiring it, he smiled and encouraged her: "Can you dance with a sword?"

Chu Qianchen nodded hurriedly: "Yes!"

As she spoke, she stood up holding the scabbard, intending to dance with the sword for Gu Jue to see.

Jiang Yuan, who was standing by, had a blank expression on his face from beginning to end, but his heart had been up and down for several times, and he finally recovered from the shock. What was there to be surprised about? It was not the first time that the prince made an exception for the princess.

Jiang Yuan silently retreated behind the screen holding the empty sword box, and just happened to pass by Amber who came over to report something.

Amber reported: "Princess, the Queen wants you to come over."

Chu Qianchen was about to perform sword dance for the prince, so she had no time to deal with the queen. Without thinking, she gave two words: "No!"

After Chu Qianchen said this, Amber also rejected Nanny Shan who was waiting outside the tent, but her tone was a little more tactful and she modified the two words.

Nanny Shan also knew that the Prince of Chen was in the tent now. Even if she had the guts to do so, she would not dare to make a noise here, let alone rush in. She could only return to the Queen's tent in disgrace.

The tent was resplendent with gold and splendor. The colored glass lamps illuminated the surroundings as bright as day, and also made the jewels on the women sparkle. At first glance, it was a sea of ​​jewels.

Nanny Shan repeated Amber's words dryly: "My lady, Princess Chen is tired and has gone to bed."

Not only the Queen heard what Nanny Shan said, but the Princesses of the royal family including the Princess of Li and the Princess of Rui also heard it.

There was silence in the tent, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little stiff.

"..."The Queen, who was sitting at the top, looked visibly gloomy.

She was the queen, the most noble woman in the Great Qi. Even if she didn't call them, the ladies should have come here to greet her, just like the princesses present. But she sent someone to invite them, but Chu Qianchen didn't give her any face at all.

Nanny Shan had served the Queen for so many years, so she could naturally see that the Queen was furious. She thought that the Queen would have a fit, but what she got was silence.

The queen suppressed her displeasure and did not get angry. On the outside, she still looked graceful, but she said bitterly in her heart: These people with the surname Chu are really not good people!

Thinking of Concubine Chu in the palace, the queen clenched her right fist tightly. The back of her well-maintained hand was white and smooth, but now blue veins were bulging.

Most of the princesses below lowered their heads to drink tea, but some took this opportunity to curry favor with the queen. A princess in her thirties tried to smooth things over and said, "Your Majesty, I see that Princess Chen is delicate and frail, and her health is still a little weak."

Another princess also smiled and said, "How can we compare to your rosy complexion and vigorous spirit, Queen!"

These people said nice things to the queen one after another, praising her as if she were the Queen Mother of the West who had descended to earth.

After a while, the queen's expression finally changed a little.

The queen took two sips of tea and looked around. Suddenly, she noticed that Shen Wan didn't look very well and seemed a little absent-minded. She called out affectionately, "Ah Wan, you don't look well. Are you carriage sick?"

Shen Wan quickly pulled herself together and replied politely, "Thank you, Queen, for your concern. My daughter is ill, so I am a little worried."

Prince Jing's Mansion is just a small prince's mansion. Even if Shen Wan and his wife didn't want to come for the winter hunt, they couldn't even refuse when facing the emperor's summons.

There are many people with bad intentions in the Prince's Mansion, and Shen Wan doesn't dare to leave her daughter alone in a den of tigers and wolves. But before she leaves, her father catches a cold and her mother is busy taking care of him, so she can't send her daughter back to her parents' home.

"So Hui'an is ill." The Queen frowned worriedly and said considerately, "Awan, you should go back and take care of Hui'an first."

The queen then asked the eunuch to call the imperial physician to come and check on Gu Zhiyan.

"I would like to thank the Queen on behalf of my daughter." Shen Wan stood up, knelt down to express her gratitude, and then withdrew.

When she walked out of the tent, she could still hear several princesses in the back praising the queen, saying that she was "kind-hearted" and "a model mother for the country" and so on.

Shen Wan ignored it and quickly walked out of the tent.

The sun was setting outside and a biting cold wind was blowing in her face, but she didn't feel the cold at all.

Gu Zhiyan has not been well for the past three months since she was frightened by a brothel girl named Furong in August and her absence disorder relapsed.

Her condition has been recurring, sometimes better and sometimes worse. When she is in good condition, she will laugh, talk, and play cat's tuck and Go with Shen Wan. When she is not in good condition, she will curl up and ignore people. In the past two months, she has occasionally had a fever...

These things could not be explained at once, not to mention that they could not be told to outsiders in public. Shen Wan was also afraid that her daughter would be regarded as a lunatic, and her daughter's future would be ruined. Even if her daughter was really cured one day, she would never be able to get rid of the stigma of "lunatic".

Shen Wan quickened her pace against the howling cold wind, bypassed five or six tents, and returned to the tent of Prince Jing's mansion.

Her cheeks had been blown red by the cold wind, and the old woman guarding outside the battalion commander hurriedly saluted her and opened the curtain for her.

As soon as Shen Wan entered, the head maid Luluo came over after hearing the sound.

"How is Qiniang?" Shen Wan asked anxiously.

Last night, Gu Zhiyan had a nightmare and woke up several times throughout the night. She later had a fever. When she was on the road today, she was not in good spirits and looked listless.

After Shen Wan coaxed her daughter to sleep, she went to the Queen. However, she was still worried about her daughter, so she felt a little uneasy.

Luoluo frowned, and while leading Shen Wan to the compartment where Gu Zhiyan was resting, she said, "Princess, the county lady has a fever again."

Shen Wan became even more anxious, and rushed into a compartment separated by seven screens in two steps.

Gu Zhiyan was lying on the couch, covered with a thick mattress, her eyes closed, her face and lips as pale as paper, and a white towel on her forehead.

She was young, and when only her tiny head showed from under the quilt, she looked even thinner and more fragile, as if she would break if touched.

Seeing Shen Wan coming, the wet nurse who was originally sitting beside the couch immediately stepped back.

"Qiniang!" Shen Wan rushed to the couch like a gust of wind, stretched out her hand to test the temperature of the little girl's forehead, and it felt a little hot.

Gu Zhiyan opened her eyes; her eyes were dull, dazed, and listless, like a young bud lacking water.

Shen Wan was heartbroken and wished she could take her daughter's place.

"Mom." Gu Zhiyan called out in a hoarse voice, her voice was low and weak.

Shen Wan personally changed a cold white towel for her daughter, and endured the pain in her eyes, and asked: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want some water?"

Gu Zhiyan nodded, then shook her head.

She felt uncomfortable and didn't want to drink water.

Shen Wan wanted to coax her daughter to drink some water. At this moment, Aunt Rong came in and reported, "Princess, the Imperial Physician is here."

Shen Wan also knew that Doctor Wang was good at pediatrics.

"Princess, County Lady." Doctor Wang, who had a goatee and was wearing the imperial blue robe, was brought over by a little maid and bowed first.

Doctor Wang examined Gu Zhiyan's pulse, prescribed a prescription for reducing fever, instructed how to decoct the medicine and take it, and then left. It took only a cup of tea.

Soon, the Ministry of Internal Affairs delivered the necessary medicinal materials, saying that it was on the orders of the Queen.

Luoluo personally prepared the medicine for Gu Zhiyan, and then the wet nurse carefully fed the medicine to Gu Zhiyan.

Shen Wan did not leave, but stayed by Gu Zhiyan's side, coaxing her to sleep. Prince Jing also came upon hearing the news, and stayed by his daughter's bedside with his wife.

Gu Zhiyan fell asleep quickly with the company of her parents.

The wet nurse tested Gu Zhiyan's temperature from time to time, but after half an hour, her fever did not subside.

As for this result, Shen Wan just felt that it was as expected.

The antipyretic medicine had no effect on my daughter, just like all the other prescriptions she had taken before, which were completely useless.

Shen Wan could only use cold compresses to cool down Gu Zhiyan's fever, but instead of getting better, Gu Zhiyan's fever got even worse.

Gu Zhiyan was in a nightmare again.

The little girl's cheeks were flushed in her sleep, and she kept mumbling incoherently. No one knew what she was saying, but it was obvious that she was in pain. Her brows were twisted together, and her body was struggling under the quilt, as if she was desperately trying to break free from somewhere.

"Qiniang, Qiniang..."

Shen Wan repeatedly called her daughter's nickname, held her little hand in one hand, trying to give her strength, and used the other hand to test her forehead temperature. This time, it felt burning hot.

Gu Zhiyan not only had a fever, but it was even worse than during the day! Prince Jing looked at his wife and daughter, his thin lips tightly pursed, and he was also worried.

"My Lord, Princess, the county lady's fever is getting worse and worse." The nurse said anxiously, at a loss, "I am worried that if the fever doesn't go down, then... then..."

The wet nurse couldn't continue speaking. Everyone present knew what she was worried about. If the child's high fever didn't go away, it could easily damage his brain.

There was a charcoal brazier burning in the tent, but Shen Wan felt freezing cold.

Aunt Rong took two steps forward and asked cautiously, "Princess, do you want to use that talisman?"

The talisman paper that Aunt Rong mentioned was the one that Chu Qianhuang "asked" for from Wuwei Temple.

“…” Shen Wan’s eyes suddenly opened, her heart skipped a beat, and she remained silent.

The flickering candlelight around her made her face look uncertain and extremely complicated.

Over the past few months, Gu Zhiyan's absence disorder has been recurring, but as long as she drinks the talisman water that Chu Qianhuang obtained from Wuwei Temple, her fever will go down quickly, her emotions will stabilize, and she will sleep soundly. She will feel better the next day.

At first, Shen Wan was grateful to Chu Qianhuang and was happy that her daughter's absence disorder was under control, but gradually, she discovered something was wrong.

She once tried to go to Wuwei Temple to ask Taoist Zhixuan for talisman water, but after Gu Zhiyan drank it, the effect was minimal. It can be said that it was of no help to her at all.

If it was the talisman paper that Chu Qianhuang went to Wuwei Temple to ask for, it was always effective for Gu Zhiyan, curing the disease immediately and with quick results.

Gu Zhiyan’s wet nurse once said with emotion that Chu Qianhuang and Gu Zhiyan were destined to be together.

But there was a thorn left in Shen Wan's heart, which pricked her from time to time.

Indeed, the magic water sent by Chu Qianhuang was helpful for Gu Zhiyan's illness, but the effect was obviously getting shorter and shorter. In other words, the intervals between her attacks became more and more frequent. It used to be once every half a month, but slowly became once every ten days...

Counting the days, it was only three or four days between this time and the last time. This made Shen Wan wonder if Gu Zhiyan's condition was really getting better?

Shen Wan felt more and more uneasy.

"Awan?" Seeing that Shen Wan had been silent, Prince Jing called out softly.

Gu Zhiyan on the couch uttered a low mumbling sound again: "Mother... Mother..."

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead, soaking her temples.

Yesterday I dreamed that A Yin traveled here, and then I thought why not let my sister travel here too, so that it would fulfill your extra story. Then I kept writing and writing, and I woke up just after I finished writing...Sad

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