Chapter 16
"Well, thanks."
Xie Ling was dizzy from fever, and when he was picked up, he subconsciously leaned his head against the other person. This action was completely instinctive, and he himself didn't even know what he was doing, but it made Xiao Huan feel a little uncomfortable.
It was because the feeling of wet hair brushing against his neck was too obvious. Xiao Huan had never been so close to anyone before, and even had to take a bath by himself, let alone this.
He was just about to lower his eyes to let Xie Ling lie down if he was still conscious, but at this moment, the person who had just opened his eyes to thank him drooped his eyelashes after he finished speaking, and with a "gulp" sound, his head tilted down and bounced onto his dragon robe, causing him to be contaminated again.
Looking at the raindrops on the dragon robe, everyone was silent for a moment.
Finally, seeing His Majesty stop, Liang Chun came over.
"Your Majesty, please let me come?"
Liang Chun also felt a little regretful at this time. Knowing that His Majesty was a germaphobe, why didn't he pick up Master Xie first? He now had to trouble His Majesty.
Xiao Huan tried hard to ignore the rain stains on his dragon robe, and when he came to his senses, his expression remained unchanged: "No need."
"Lead the way as soon as possible."
It was pouring rain at this time, and it was obviously impossible to return to Yuanji Palace. Fortunately, there was still an empty palace near the lotus pond. Xiao Huan asked Wang Bao to lead the way, and he carried the person to the nearby Qinglu Pavilion first.
The more he hugged the other person, the more he could feel that he was running hot. His face was so hot that it was clearly visible even through his clothes.
No matter what the reason was, Xiao Huan couldn't let anyone get into trouble at this time.
He hasn't finished reading the novel yet, his exact life span is still unknown, and he even wants to know... what will be the result if he sends troops to the grassland?
Various ambitions and plans emerged in his mind and finally stopped on Xie Ling's pale and hot face.
Tsk, trouble.
Suppressing the inexplicable annoyance in his heart, Xiao Huan didn't even glance at Xie Ling.
Even so, everyone could still sense His Majesty's mood. Something was wrong when His Majesty sent people out to look for Master Xie. Although Wang Bao knew that His Majesty had a special affection for Master Xie, he did not expect His Majesty to come in person on such a rainy day.
And...he picked up Master Xie despite the fact that he was soaked in rain.
After silently placing the person on the couch, Xiao Huan glanced at the wetness on his sleeves and reluctantly looked outside the hall.
"Has Xia Changli arrived?"
When His Majesty said he wanted to summon the imperial physician, the clever eunuch had already found Dean Xia. He immediately bowed and said, "Dean Xia is on his way. He should be here in another stick of incense."
After a pause, Wang Bao couldn't help but say:
"Your Majesty, you have been soaked by the rain all the way here. Why don't you change your clothes first? It would be bad if you get sick."
"No need, let's wait until Xia Changli comes."
Xiao Huan waved his hands, not in any mood at the moment.
Sure enough, he was displeased with the fact that Xie Ling was silent.
After a while, Xia Changli, who had been urged for a long time, finally came over carrying a medicine box amid the grateful gazes of everyone in the hall.
Wang Bao finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that Dean Xia had arrived. Just now, before the imperial physician arrived, His Majesty's breathing was unsteady, which was really scary.
Don’t you see that all the palace servants and eunuchs in this hall have their heads lowered?
Xia Changli was confused when he arrived. He thought that His Majesty had taken a shower and got sick before he was rushed here. He ran with an umbrella and was sweating all over. But when he arrived, he found out: Ah? It's not His Majesty? It's a strange young man with a beautiful face.
Xia Changli was stunned for a moment, and Xiao Huan looked at him and gave him an order.
"Show him."
"yes."
Without thinking too much, Xia Changli immediately stepped forward and touched his forehead, then turned around and asked the eunuch to get a handkerchief.
"This Mr. Xie has a fever after being caught in the rain. First wipe his body. I will prescribe two doses of fever-reducing medicine. He will be fine after taking it."
All in all, it is not a serious illness. Young people are young and strong, and a minor cold will not be fatal.
Xiao Huan knew this too, but it was strange, perhaps because he had been listening to the noise for too long, so he felt a little annoyed when Xie Ling, a guy who could make him angry to death with just one word, shut up.
"Go and boil the medicine."
His brows relaxed slightly, then he frowned and changed his clothes, then he remembered something:
"Let Zheng Daru stay in the palace today."
His Majesty spoke in a deep voice, and the eunuch beside him immediately obeyed and passed on the message, seeing that the rain did not seem to stop yet.
It’s really not a good idea for Zheng Daru to go out in such heavy rain.
While Xiao Huan was giving instructions in an orderly manner, the palace servants on Xie Ling's side had already started wiping his head.
It was just a very normal action, but as soon as Xiao Huan closed his eyes, he suddenly remembered the way Xie Ling accidentally leaned her head on him just now, and his heart skipped a beat.
He leaned back in his chair, intending to finish the remaining tasks as planned, but he simply couldn't concentrate and kept glancing towards Xie Ling from time to time.
Tsk, it must be because I forgot about my mysophobia and reached out to hug Xie Ling that I was so upset.
Even after changing clothes, I still felt uncomfortable.
…
Xie Ling slept soundly until the afternoon, when his fever finally subsided. The palace servants had already left, leaving only two people in the palace.
He raised his arm blankly, but was stunned for a moment by the movement.
Um?
Xie Ling felt something was wrong. This didn't seem to be the pillar he was leaning against. When he opened his eyes, the memory of taking shelter from the rain in the lotus pavilion flooded into his mind.
Xie Ling recalled: Was he rescued?
Was he carried out of the pavilion by Emperor Wu?
If it weren't for the warm incense in the hall, Xie Ling would have suspected that he was delirious due to the fever. Otherwise, how could he dare to imagine like that.
Xiao Huan hugged him? Wouldn't that be too incredible?
The electronic voice in the mind spoke to comfort: "Host, don't doubt it. It was indeed the Emperor who carried you back, and you even rubbed all the water on your head onto the Emperor's dragon robe."
After recounting what happened in the afternoon, the system concluded: "You are truly a warrior!"
True warrior Xie Ling didn’t feel anything when he had a fever, but now he is really panicking.
"Ah, why didn't you remind me earlier?"
"Wait, I won't be punished again for damaging the dragon robe, right?"
The system said that he had soaked most of his dragon robe. Could he still be saved? After sitting up trembling, Xianyu lay down carefully again, and felt a black screen before his eyes.
Xiao Huan noticed the movement behind the screen and looked over, only to see Xie Ling waking up.
Still feeling unwell?
He just frowned, but before he could say anything, Xie Ling lay back down.
Xiao Huan: ...
After a few breaths, he fortunately saw the familiar golden words above Xie Ling's head.
"It's over. I am the unlucky one chosen by God."
"By the way, how much does a dragon robe cost?"
Xiao Huan: Oh?
You even know to punish those who have soiled my dragon robe.
The answer to Xie Ling's series of strange behaviors just now also appeared.
He paused: "Awake?"
"A dragon robe is worth thousands of gold. I just damaged one of my robes to save you."
"Xie Qing, how do you think I should compensate you?"
A cold voice came through the screen. Xie Ling didn't expect that what he worried about would come true.
What, it's really broken?
Xie Ling, the sky is falling, why should we save him? Just let him get wet in the rain. He is not afraid of anything.
Less than a month after traveling through time, he was already burdened with sins and a series of debts. Which other time traveler would be as unlucky as him!
Xie Ling subconsciously got up, feeling hopeless: "Your Majesty, please kill me."
He couldn't even afford to pay for everything on his body even if he had to sell his bones and flesh.
Emperor Wu choked, thinking that Xie Ling would say something, but he didn't expect him to not struggle.
"I can't afford to pay you back even if I kill you."
Thinking of the doctors who died repeatedly in Xie Ling's novels, Xiao Huan had no interest in killing him. He curled his lips, and the annoyance that had arisen inexplicably because of Xie Ling was unconsciously dispelled.
At this time, he said, "It's not just the value of the dragon robe, but also the imperial physician's pulse diagnosis and precious medicinal materials. All in all, it should be worth thirty thousand taels of silver."
"Thank you, please remember this first."
What, thirty thousand taels?!
What kind of sky-high medical bill is this? He just has a cold and fever, why does it cost so much?
The premium in the palace is too serious.
Xie Ling was stunned and tried to struggle: "Your Majesty, I don't want to drink this medicine."
He felt that his fever had subsided now, and he would be fine if he just endured it tonight and tidied himself up by tomorrow.
However, Xiao Huan looked calm and said, "No need. Your health is more important. Dean Xia has already prepared the medicine. Don't waste it."
As soon as Xiao Huan finished speaking, as if in response to His Majesty, the young eunuch outside immediately came in with a bowl of medicine.
"Thank you, Master. The medicine I just prepared is very nutritious. Please drink it quickly."
The eunuch smiled, but Xie Ling only saw the sky-high loan waving at him. He was silent for a moment and then took it in sorrow.
The eunuch was a little confused. Isn't it just drinking medicine?
Why does Mr. Xie have this expression?
Forget it, just drink it, Xie Ling comforted himself: He is in this condition now, and still complains about the debt being too much?
He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and raised his head to drink the whole bowl. After drinking the thick soup, Xie Ling smacked his lips. He felt that the medicinal materials in this bowl of soup were not that good.
He looked at His Majesty hesitantly, only to see the other's natural expression.
"What's wrong?"
"No, nothing." Xie Ling immediately shook his head and couldn't help muttering in his heart that the ancient premium was serious.
"It's just a minor cold. I can treat it for 20 yuan in modern times, right?" The golden words above his head flashed, and Xiao Huan took a thoughtful look at them.
It seems that the modern medicinal materials that Xie Ling mentioned are very common, and the cost of medical treatment is not high?
It was just a small matter, but as an emperor, he couldn't help but think too much. Xiao Huan looked outside, thinking about how many crops had been destroyed in the suburbs of Beijing by today's heavy rain. When the rain stopped, it was time to think about disaster relief.
He stretched out his hand and pressed his brows imperceptibly, but saw Xie Ling secretly looking over here again. After hesitating for a moment, he spoke:
"Your Majesty, would you like to rest for a while?"
How long has he been working since he fell asleep and woke up? How can this be possible? Thinking of the short life of Emperor Wu in history, Xie Ling couldn't help but remind him.
Xiao Huan didn't expect that he would care about him. He was surprised for a moment, with no expression on his face.
Xie Ling originally thought that his reminder was enough, but he didn't expect His Majesty to actually stand up and come over.
Huh? Is there only one couch here?
He looked around the hall and it seemed that there was indeed only one bed. Seeing the emperor coming over, the miserable patient was just about to get up and make room for Emperor Wu when he saw Xiao Huan's puzzled expression.
"More inward."
ah?
Before Xie Ling could react, he subconsciously supported himself with his hands and sat down, leaving half of the bed empty. He saw Emperor Wu lying beside him with his clothes on, an expressionless face.
Xie Ling: ...Ahem.
"Your Majesty, should I go out?"
What if your mysophobia strikes...will he still be alive?
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Xiao Huan's calm voice.
"Shut up."
"My dragon robe has been soaked, why am I afraid of these?"
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