Confiscated and exiled, the down-and-out general became the queen

Xiao Lengyue put her hand on Song Ye's mouth and was about to pinch his mouth open when she heard Chunxiang hurriedly say, "Your Majesty, this will hurt your spleen and stomach."

Xiao Lengyue frowned slightly, "What should we do then?"

Chunxiang coughed lightly, "Master, it's better to feed it little by little."

Xiao Lengyue had been taking Western medicine in the later life, so he had no idea about this medicine. When he heard Chunxiang say this, he thought it was true.

She pondered for a while, then drank the medicine directly, then bent over and fed the medicine to Song Ye.

When Chunxiang saw this, she quickly lowered her head, but her eyes were full of smiles.

My master is really naive, but it’s better this way, otherwise I don’t know when my master will be able to marry Feng Jun.

Chunxiang would never admit that she helped because she heard that Fengjun would have a child and wanted to see Song Ye get pregnant.

Xiao Lengyue had no idea what Chunxiang was thinking. After feeding the medicine to Song Ye, she wiped his body with warm water.

She sent someone to investigate, and found out that Song Ye had rushed back at full speed, with almost no rest along the way.

After returning home, he washed up, had a meal and went into the palace. I think it was the fever caused by catching a cold, plus he was too tired in the past two days, that caused him to fall into a coma.

After Xiao Lengyue saw that Song Ye's temperature had dropped, she got up and went to the outer room to start dealing with memorials.

When Song Ye woke up, he saw the golden bed curtains and remembered where he was.

He looked around and when he saw that he was still in Xiao Lengyue's room, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Just as he was about to get up, he heard Xiao Lengyue's voice talking to the officials outside.

He listened to Xiao Lengyue giving advice to all the officials in an orderly manner, and the smile on his face could not be stopped.

Thinking that he would disturb her if he went out now, and feeling a little dizzy, Song Ye closed his eyes again.

When Xiao Lengyue was discussing the Spring Examination with the people, he saw Chunxiang coming in with medicine.

Xiao Lengyue saw this out of the corner of her eye and said, "You two can discuss this first."

After saying that, she stood up, took the medicine from Chunxiang and went to the inner room.

The officials looked at Xiao Lengyue and whispered, "Is your majesty sick?"

The recorder shook his head. "I have not received any news that His Majesty is unwell."

“But it is indeed a decoction.”

Before the officials finished discussing it, they faintly heard Xiao Lengyue's voice coaxing people to take medicine.

"Drink the medicine first and then go to sleep. Although it tastes bitter, I have prepared candied fruit for you to moisten your throat."

Then, they heard the sound of drinking medicine, followed by a noise.

They looked at each other in shock, gossip in their eyes.

The Minister of Rites was shocked and asked, "Could it be Lord Feng?"

The Minister of Personnel said: "Nonsense, Lord Feng doesn't need to hide it."

"Who on earth is this Feng Jun?"

"I don't know. No one knows who it is except your Majesty."

Speaking of this, the Minister of Rites sighed and said, "The old tutor should know, but he said that His Majesty has said to keep it secret, and if he tells it, it would be disobeying the emperor's order."

"I guess the old master must know, otherwise, how could he calculate the auspicious day?"

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Xiao Lengyue waited until Song Ye drank the medicine and lay down, then slowly walked out.

When all the officials saw Xiao Lengyue, they shut their mouths instantly. They originally thought that Xiao Lengyue was going to talk to them, but she did not mention what happened just now at all. Instead, she started to talk to them seriously.

After Xiao Lengyue had resolved all the issues that needed to be resolved, she sent all the officials out of the palace.

She entered the inner room and saw Song Ye still sleeping. She frowned slightly, walked forward and touched his forehead. Seeing that it was still a little hot, she took out the antipyretic medicine from the space.

After she dissolved the medicine in the water, she pinched her mouth without saying a word and poured the water into it.

While sleeping, Song Ye felt a very bitter taste entering his neck. When he was about to spit it out, he felt someone pinching his mouth.

He had no choice but to swallow the water, thinking about opening his eyes to see who it was, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift his eyelids.

After trying several times without success, he simply gave up.

Seeing Song Ye like this, Xiao Lengyue was worried about leaving, so she could only deal with the memorials outside.

She had almost finished dealing with today's memorials, so she took out a piece of paper and began to write down the questions for the spring palace examination in preparation.

Among these exam questions, there are those about flood control and treatment of natural disasters and man-made disasters.

But when Xiao Lengyue finished writing, he found that most of it was just trivial matters.

In the eyes of those proud scholars, these little things were very easy to resolve, but who was Xiao Lengyue? How could he let them get away with it so easily?

To put it bluntly, officials often do not deal with natural disasters or man-made disasters, but rather deal with problems among the people, and these problems are easily ignored by officials.

The question Xiao Lengyue asked was the simplest one, but a bit troublesome to deal with.

She believed that those who could answer these questions were not necessarily good officials who selflessly devoted themselves to the people, but at least they would not be corrupt officials. In other words, they were at least people who had experienced the suffering of the people and wanted to be good officials.

After Xiao Lengyue finished writing and put the test paper into the space, she was about to draw a wedding dress when she heard a sound coming from the inner room.

Xiao Lengyue got up and went in, and saw Song Ye already sitting on the dragon couch with his boots in his hand.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Lengyue didn't say anything, but walked to the cabinet beside her, took out a pair of slippers, and placed them at Song Ye's feet.

Song Ye looked at the shoes and curled the corners of his mouth slightly, but before he could stand up, a pair of white hands appeared on his forehead.

"It's not burning anymore."

Song Ye raised his eyes, looked at Xiao Lengyue's appearance, and couldn't help but hugged Xiao Lengyue directly.

Xiao Lengyue looked at Song Ye who was leaning on her stomach, coughed lightly, and said, "Are you hungry?

I asked someone to make some porridge for you, and you will feel much better after drinking some."

Song Ye nodded slightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

He said it, then he realized his voice was hoarse.

When Xiao Lengyue heard his voice, she said helplessly, "It seems that you are seriously ill. Your voice has even become hoarse."

After saying that, he pushed Song Ye away slightly and said, "Get up. I'll have someone bring in the porridge."

When Song Ye heard this, he felt a little reluctant, but he didn't say anything else.

He is feeling very uncomfortable now. He has no strength in his whole body and his head is dizzy. Maybe he will feel better if he eats something.

After Chunxiang brought the porridge in, she left. Song Ye looked at the very light porridge in front of him and looked at Xiao Lengyue with some pity, "Yue'er, it's too light. I want to eat something spicy."

Xiao Lengyue shook her head, "No, you have a fever, you can only drink porridge."

After saying that, he thought of something, looked at Song Ye and said, "Also, you can't drink alcohol in the next two days."