After I got into the drama, I led the plot astray

Zheng Yan looked at me with a frown on his face and said, "She is not dead, but for some special reasons, I cannot be with her."

I felt my head getting more and more dizzy, so I shook it vigorously, sighed helplessly, and said, "So it's the white moonlight that you can't get in love with. How pitiful! From now on, this white moonlight will become the cinnabar mole in your heart, and no one can enter your heart."

Zheng Yan felt his throat harden and his eyes dry after hearing this. He couldn't help but reach out his hand and wanted to hug me. Fuyao beside me suddenly had an idea and suddenly remembered what Yang had been saying in her ear all day long: "Your queen is a concubine, and a young one at that. The late emperor has passed away. You can't let other men get close to your queen to try to do something bad and humiliate the late emperor's reputation."

Fuyao was brought up by Zheng Xian, and she worships Zheng Xian to the extreme. She must not do anything that harms Zheng Xian! This is her golden rule.

So Fuyao slid in between Zheng Yan and me, and said in a clear voice: "Your Majesty, the queen is drunk. Please allow me to take her back to the palace to rest."

Zheng Yan slowly lowered his outstretched hand, and finally let out a sigh and said, "Okay."

Fuyao got permission, picked me up and ran away quickly.

Yes, he just ran away with me in his arms!

I never thought Fuyao was so strong. She carried me all the way out of the Imperial Garden. Only when she saw the Ling brothers driving the carriage over did she put me back on it.

After returning to Shengping Palace, I developed a high fever that night and kept talking nonsense. I called the imperial physician to see me and gave me medicine, but the fever wouldn't go away. Yingchun and Yang were so worried that bubbles appeared on the corners of their mouths.

Now that Imperial Physician Sun has retired, his successor as the chief of the Imperial Medical Bureau is a man called Zhou Tianming, who is almost fifty years old. Like Imperial Physician Sun, his beard and hair are almost white, but he is much taller and stronger than Imperial Physician Sun.

Imperial Doctor Zhou was serious and always had a stern face, as if others owed him hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, unlike Imperial Doctor Sun who was always smiling.

When Zheng Yan learned that I was sick, he was extremely nervous, and Doctor Zhou had no choice but to stay with me the whole night.

Fortunately, my fever finally subsided at dawn.

After staying up all night, Doctor Sun's beard and hair became whiter, and he had two big dark circles under his eyes, making him look like the reincarnation of a panda. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him for a few seconds.

Doctor Zhou saw that my face was pale and my lips were dark purple, and I looked like I was about to die. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "Your Highness, you are now a noble and precious person. You will have a good life in the future. You don't have to take everything to heart and make yourself angry."

I put on a smile that was uglier than crying and said, "Doctor Zhou, I just caught a cold. I'll be fine after taking two doses of medicine."

Doctor Zhou sighed again and said, "Madam, you are not suffering from a cold, but depression. Medicine cannot cure the real cause of your illness. If you refuse to let it go, it will be difficult to cure the damage to your body."

Depression?

Isn't this what is called depression in modern times?

How could I possibly be depressed? That's ridiculous!

I struggled to sit up, but I was too weak, so Yingchun had to help me sit up.

I said, "Doctor Zhou, I'm fine. It's impossible for me to have depression. You must have made a wrong diagnosis. I see you're exhausted. I'm fine now. I'll give you a day off today. Go home and rest."

Doctor Zhou looked at me with a stern face and sighed again. Finally, he bowed to me and said, "I will take my leave. May your Majesty live long and happy lives."

After Doctor Zhou left, Yingchun asked me if I was hungry. I nodded. Yingchun saw Fuyao standing beside me, so she went out to prepare food for me without any worries.

Fuyao saw Yingchun leave, glanced at me and said, "My queen, do you want some water?"

I shook my head and asked, "Where's Yang?"

Fuyao said, "Sister Yang is sorting out the rewards from His Majesty in the storeroom. She said she wanted to register all of them."

I paused and said, "That's perfect. Ask Yang to sort out all the things Prince Ming gave me, put them in a box and bring them to me."

Fuyao's execution ability is very strong. As soon as I finished speaking, she disappeared, without caring whether there was anyone serving her in the room.

Until Yingchun came in with food and saw that Fuyao was not in the room, her heart skipped a beat and she asked in a lost voice, "Where is Fuyao?"

I was half lying on the bed, and said weakly, "I asked her to go get something from Yang."

Yingchun said "Oh", then realized something was wrong. Didn't she tell Fuyao to look after me? If Yang knew that there was no one to serve here, she would nag her for a long time.

Yingchun frowned and said, "It seems that one more person should enter this room, otherwise there will be no one to serve the Majesty after this servant leaves."

I said, "No, I go back to the Duke's Mansion often, so this room won't be used no matter how many people come."

Yingchun thought this made sense and said happily, "That's right. The inner room really doesn't need so many people. If the queen needs anything, she can call the people in the outer room and they will come in to serve her."

I looked at Yingchun, who was almost eighteen years old. The little girl had grown into a big girl. Yingchun had delicate features and a slim figure. She was also a good-looking person.

Yingchun brought the bird's nest porridge to me and said, "Shall I feed it to the queen?"

I felt exhausted and stopped being pretentious, so I said, "Okay."

After a bowl of porridge, I finally regained some strength. I looked at Yingchun wiping my mouth and hands with a handkerchief, and suddenly asked, "Do you have someone you like?"

Yingchun suddenly raised her head and looked at me, and asked in a trembling voice: "Madam, do you dislike me?"

I rolled my eyes at her and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I was just saying that if you have someone you like, I can arrange a marriage for you, prepare a generous dowry for you, and let you marry off in style."

Yingchun heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I was so scared. I thought Your Majesty disliked me and didn't want me anymore. I said I would accompany Your Majesty for the rest of my life. Your Majesty, please don't ask me such questions anymore."

I reached out and held Yingchun's hanging hair. It was black and soft and felt really good.

I sighed and said, "This is how my life will be. You are different from me. You can find someone you love, get married, have children, and live a happy life."

Yingchun tucked the quilt in for me and said disdainfully, "Men all like to have three wives and four concubines. I have to compete with so many women for one man. I must be a dog-eaten head to do such a thing. Now I have a job, money, and an easy job. I also have a master who cares about me. Why can't I think of finding a husband to work like a cow and a horse for him, and have to look at his face and endure the anger of his three wives and four concubines?"

I stared at Yingchun in amazement, and after a long while I spoke, "You are truly a clever and sober person in the world."