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Chapter 648: Empress Changsun's Protection

Pretending to struggle to get up, the personal maidservant beside her hurried forward to support her, brought over two quilts from the side and placed them behind the queen to cushion her waist, took off the towel on her head, and settled the queen down in a flurry of activity.

Empress Changsun looked at Li Yan, who was worried, with kind eyes, and said weakly, "Yesterday, I saw that the weather was good and there was no wind. I felt uncomfortable staying in the palace, so I went out for a walk. I didn't expect that my qi disease would flare up again. In fact, after so many years of recuperation, it is not as serious as before."

"It's just that I'm a little short of breath and my chest feels a little heavy. I'll be fine after a few days of rest. Your father insisted on calling the imperial physician, who was busy all morning."

"Mother, this is no small matter. At the turn of spring and summer, the pollen in the wind is invisible and traceless but is everywhere. We must be careful."

Li Yan said worriedly, "I have read medical books frequently in recent years and consulted many excellent doctors. I have a little understanding of this. How about letting me take your pulse and observe it for you?"

Li Yan was somewhat helpless about this. This was a disease of the rich, and it was difficult to eradicate even in later generations with advanced medicine. Treatment required a lot of chemical drugs, and even a ventilator, oxygen, etc., and then general conditioning of the body, improving physical fitness, and strengthening the body's vitality to fight the disease.

In the past, whenever Empress Changsun fell ill, Li Yan would massage her acupoints to quietly inject his internal energy into her body, helping to stabilize her restless blood and excited emotions, slowly promoting her sleep, and relying on the body's own immune function to overcome the disease.

To be honest, although medicine and martial arts are inseparable, Li Yan has some knowledge of the body's major meridians and acupuncture points because of his martial arts training. After coming to the Tang Dynasty, he can always invite doctors from the Imperial Hospital to ask for medical advice in person, but the time is still short, and a lot of time must be spent on learning how to be a good prince.

However, medicine is a profound and extensive field, and Li Yan only has a basic understanding of it. He knows even less about taking a patient's pulse and diagnosing illnesses. "Taking the pulse" is actually using an internal energy to probe into the patient's body to observe whether there is any abnormality in the body.

Empress Changsun was not being pretentious. Her illness did flare up during this season, and it was half true and half false. She just didn't act so seriously.

Thinking about the eldest son, as a prince, who often read medical books in the palace and invited a large group of doctors to the palace to ask for medical advice.

Li Yan used the excuse of being concerned about his mother's illness to prevent the court from criticizing the prince's idleness. Instead, they praised him for being filial despite his young age. In order to cure the queen's illness, he even went to study medicine himself, which made many people in the Imperial Hospital feel ashamed.

Li Yan placed his fingers on the empress's fair wrist and closed his eyes slightly. A stream of internal force mixed with the imperial aura flowed down his arm like a thin warm current, flowing into Empress Changsun's internal organs, slowly nourishing the empress's body.

Changsun Wugou was also very curious about this. She could clearly feel the warmth flowing into her body. Every time her illness flared up and she felt short of breath, her son's help would help her calm down quickly and the physical pain would be greatly relieved.

Zhangsun Wugou knew that her son was behaving in a way that was different from that of an ordinary person, because the doctors at the Imperial Hospital had never experienced this before when they diagnosed her pulse. But she was smart and knew that if her son's abnormality was known to outsiders, it would not be a good thing.
Therefore, it was never told to outsiders, and even Li Shimin did not know about it.

Every time after Li Yan diagnosed Zhangsun Wugou's pulse and gave her massage, when her symptoms were relieved, she would tell others that mother and son are connected by heart, and that the presence of her son by his side is the greatest comfort to his mother. Seeing her son's filial piety makes her feel less painful no matter how bad she is physically.

Both Li Shimin and Zhangsun Wuji agreed when they heard this. In fact, they thought that the queen did not want to see her son sad, so she deliberately suppressed her illness and endured the pain.

How could they know that Changsun Wugou had really recovered a lot.
Changsun Wugou looked at her son lovingly as he practiced his Kung Fu with a slight sweat on his forehead. From time to time, she took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his face. She looked at her child growing up with a gentle face, her thoughts already immersed in the time when her son was naughty and playful.

Although Empress Changsun, who had been in contact with Li Yan for many years, knew that the prince was honest in appearance but talented in heart, she just thought that her son was growing up slowly and becoming wise little by little!

When Li Yan traveled through time, Li Chengqian was just a little kid, less than ten years old. He had been in Zhongshan County for three or four years before that. This age group is a stage of rapid physical and intellectual growth and change, so Changsun Wugou, as his biological mother, did not suspect anything abnormal about her son.

After a period of nourishment, Changsun Wugou felt much more comfortable, his complexion became rosy, and his mood became calm as water.

But at this time, Li Yan's mind was already filled with huge waves, and his mood was in a mess. A small part of the sweat on his forehead was due to the practice of internal energy, and most of it was due to his uneasy mood. After investigation, he already knew that Empress Changsun's body was actually normal.

Although a little weaker than the average person, it is completely normal compared to a severe asthma attack.

When he heard Heng Lian say that the queen was ill in the East Palace, Li Yan had a strange feeling. The queen got sick at such a timely moment, as if she was worried that he would do something rash? This was too much of a coincidence. Just in the early morning, when he heard that Wu Qing's confidant was missing, he still had the idea of ​​going to Yongtong Canal.

Soon, the news of the queen's illness came. If he was outside, it would be fine. But since he was in the East Palace, he had to come to visit. As a person who has been living behind the scenes and secretly controlling the overall situation for many years, Li Yan never believes in coincidences. The so-called coincidence is nothing more than a scene carefully arranged by a smart person in order to achieve his own goals.

Upon hearing that the queen was ill, Li Yan's first feeling was that the queen was protecting him and called him to the palace to prevent him from making rash moves in the impending storm, making mistakes in the crisis, and falling into a dangerous and turbulent situation.

As the queen of a great country, the resources and cards in her hands are unimaginable, which means that someone has been secretly watching her, or protecting her. Seeing that the situation is urgent, and afraid that she will make a wrong decision at a critical moment, she took the opportunity to recruit her into the palace.

call.
Li Yan was both happy and worried. He was happy that the person who was secretly watching him was one of his own. He was worried that with so many people watching him, it would be even harder for him to do anything. And, most importantly, he didn't know which step would catch the other party's attention, and how much did the other party know?

Suspicious, I dare not do anything.
Damn, these people are so difficult to deal with!

Unlike the Qing Dynasty, after several generations of stability, the class structure has become seriously solidified, and those in high positions and power basically rely on blood relations and ancestral influence to get to their positions. The opportunists in the court have woven a huge network of relationships and interests, and they rely on their size and unspoken rules to suppress those outstanding talents who have been forged from the fire and ice of the lower levels on a large scale.

They are always kept at the lowest level of society, with no horizons to expand, no experience to gain, no talent to display, and their whole lives toil away in the pursuit of a living.

After several actions, Li Yan has clearly felt that the quality of the court in the Tang Dynasty is much higher than that in the Qing Dynasty.

It's quite difficult to deal with it by myself!

Now Li Yan could only hope that the other party had just realized that the situation was about to change and got him out of the way first, instead of guessing that he was trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

If that's the case, the other party is too terrifying!

After all, on the surface, Cheng Yaojin has returned to the capital, Wu Qing's cronies have been exposed, and then the remnants of Prince Yin will also surface.

The Zuotunwei Army will face a major purge. There are so many evil people with ulterior motives and extremely vicious minds. If he were to wander around aimlessly, what if those people were desperate and took him, the prince, hostage?
The Queen's people heard some rumors and asked her, the most precious little white rabbit of the second generation, to stay away from the Big Bad Wolf's lair.

It is not impossible to go home early and protect it.

Thinking of this, Li Yan felt a little relieved. He must not panic. The more panicked he was, the more suspicious people would be. If he pretended to be naive, there would naturally be countless big shots who would help him clean up.

You are not fighting alone. You have many strong backers in this life, no one can compare to you!

Li Yan closed his eyes, his thoughts racing, thinking constantly in his mind, sometimes tense, sometimes relaxed. Of course, this state was also felt by Changsun Wugou through her true qi. When she saw her son's eyelids trembling rapidly, the warmth in her body began to tremble.

Changsun Wugou immediately felt extremely amazed. In the past, every time Li Yan was trying his luck, he would focus on her condition with a pure mind. But this time, Li Yan's mood swings made Changsun Wugou feel a sense of blood connection and mother-son bond.

Zhangsun Wugou half-lying on a reclining couch made of several quilts, closed his eyes, and gently felt the warm current flowing through his body, which was sometimes agitated, sometimes gentle, sometimes like a rushing stream, sometimes like floating white clouds. Finally, it slowly returned to normal. This feeling of being able to feel the changes in his son's mood was very wonderful.

After a while, the warm current slowly gathered from all around the body, flowed down the arm to the wrist, and withdrew from the body. Both mother and son opened their eyes naturally.

"Mother, are you feeling better?" Li Yan didn't notice it, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to calm.

Zhangsun Wugou nodded slowly with a graceful face and smiled: "Qian'er is so filial. With Qian'er by my side, I feel peaceful and relieved."

(End of this chapter)