The Legend of Zhen Huan: Year after year, we share the spring breeze

Shen Meizhuang felt something was wrong, and quickly sat up and nudged Zhen Huan beside her, "Huan'er, Huan'er."

"Sister Mei."

Caixing, who was guarding the night outside, was also awakened and lifted the bed curtain.

"Light the lamp quickly."

Caixing hurriedly brought over a lantern.

In the dim light, Shen Meizhuang and Zhen Huan carefully looked at An Lingrong lying on the bed. She looked at her flushed face, a layer of fine sweat beads on her forehead, her eyes were closed, and her breathing became very heavy.

"Go and ask the doctor quickly."

The lights in Xianfu Palace were brightly lit, and the palace servants began to get busy.

By the time the imperial physician came running over with the medicine box, An Lingrong had already started twitching and her teeth were grinding.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the imperial physician quickly took out a cork from the medicine box and said, "Put this in your mouth, young lady, and don't bite your tongue."

Then he quickly took her pulse and prescribed medicine, "Young Master, you have caught a cold."

After the medicine was ready, Zhen Huan half-sat holding An Lingrong while Shen Meizhuang fed her the medicine.

A spoonful of medicine was fed into his mouth, but it all flowed out.

"Rong'er, Rong'er, take your medicine quickly!" Shen Meizhuang's hands began to tremble as she held the medicine bowl.

After a lot of trouble, only one-third of the bowl of medicine was fed in.

After one stick of incense, the heat still didn't subside.

"Is there any way to reduce the temperature?"

"Wash your body with warm water."

"Caiyue Caixing, go and get ready!"

An hour later, An Lingrong's body temperature slowly dropped.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huan'er, change your clothes and go pay your respects to the Queen. Come back after you've paid your respects."

Zhen Huan knew that they couldn't let anyone catch them making any mistakes now.

After a while, Su Peisheng came to report the results of the investigation to Shen Meizhuang.

"My lady, that young eunuch is responsible for feeding the fish in the Thousand Carp Pond. He was born in Yanzhou, Shandong. Fifteen years ago, your father was the prefect of Yanzhou. His father was sentenced to death by Lord Shen for raping several women. He had no one to rely on, so he changed his identity and entered the palace. Yesterday, he saw you were alone and tried to push you into the water. There was no one who ordered him to do so."

Although Shen Meizhuang had expected this result, she was still very disappointed. This was the person beside her. Rong'er was right, the heart of an emperor was the coldest.

"Thank you, Eunuch Su, you have worked hard!"

After paying her respects, Zhen Huan hurried to Xianfu Palace with Wen Shichu.

Concubine Jing is here too!

Wen Shichu took the pulse carefully.

"Young Master Wen's cold is no longer a serious problem. It's just that you suffer from a yang deficiency, and your body is weak, so the cold easily invades."

"What is the disease of congenital yang deficiency?" Shen Meizhuang asked.

"My dear, yang deficiency is often acquired from the womb. Insufficient maternal nutrition, fright, or fatigue can cause the child to be born with yang deficiency.

If they were raised with precious medicinal herbs right after birth, they would be no different from ordinary people when they grow up, but Master Wen..."

An Lingrong has never been loved by her father since she was a child, so why would he spend a lot of money to take care of her health?

Wen Shichu continued, "Congenital deficiency and postnatal malnutrition make it easy for pathogens to enter but difficult to expel. Blood and Qi are insufficient, making walking weak, easy to get tired and sleepy, with pale lips and a pale tongue with a white coating. These are all symptoms of yang deficiency."

"No wonder Rong'er always complains of foot pain. I thought it was because of her clogged soles." Shen Meizhuang thought of the fact that An Lingrong would always complain of being tired when walking. She thought it was because of her clogged soles.

"How to treat it?" This is what Zhen Huan cares about most.

"It cannot be cured completely. We can only use medicinal herbs to slowly nourish the body. If we are not careful, we will not be able to live a normal life." Wen Shichu said the worst possible outcome.

Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang were shocked, "How could it be so serious?"

"If you take good care of yourself, you will feel better!"

Wen Shichu wrote out a prescription and then left.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Concubine Jing spoke up, "Didn't Imperial Doctor Wen say that if you take good care of yourself, you'll get better? I'll go back and check the warehouse and bring the herbs over later."

"Thank you, ma'am."

An Lingrong dreamed of the white sky over the Suiyuxuan again.

Shen Meizhuang lay in the cold and gorgeous coffin.

Zhen Huan cried heart-wrenchingly.

"Sister Mei, I'm sorry, sister...sister..."

"Rong'er, Rong'er!" Such a gentle voice.

An Lingrong slowly opened her eyes and saw Shen Meizhuang with red eyes.

"Sister Mei, are you okay?" An Lingrong couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality.

Shen Meizhuang's tears flowed uncontrollably. "I'm fine, but you've been in a coma for two days."

The sharp pain in her legs slowly brought An Lingrong back to her senses. "Don't cry, sister. I'm much better now!"

Seeing that she was in better spirits, Shen Meizhuang stopped crying.

"Why do my legs hurt?"

"Did you fall before you jumped into the water to save me?" Shen Meizhuang poured a cup of tea and fed it to her mouth.

An Lingrong drank half a cup and said, "Yes, it's all because of the clogs."

"You didn't even tell me you twisted your ankle. I only realized your ankle was swollen like a steamed bun when I was wiping you." Shen Meizhuang felt very distressed.

"I don't feel any pain!" An Lingrong looked at Shen Meizhuang's red eyes and said, "Sister, you haven't had a good rest these days. Why don't I go back to Yanxi Palace to avoid passing on my illness to you?"

"Let's talk about it in a few days when you're better."

In order to comfort Shen Meiyu and An Lingrong, the emperor gave them a lot of rewards.

Shen Meizhuang did not keep a single thing and sent them all to the Yanx Palace.

Two days later, An Lingrong had recovered from the cold, but the swelling on her ankle had not subsided.

An Lingrong sat bored on the couch, "Sister, don't you have to go to Concubine Hua's palace today?"

"There's not much going on these days, so I can just go once every three to five days."

Ever since the last incident of falling into the water, Concubine Hua has become more restrained. Although she still ridicules her, she no longer deliberately torments her.

"Oh, so boring, I wonder what Sister Zhen is doing!"

"I'm here to see you!"

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Zhen Huan, holding Jin Xi's hand, had already walked to the palace door, followed by Wen Shichu.

"Doctor Wen came to check my pulse. I was worried about you and wanted him to check you out again, so I brought him along!"

"Please give it to Miss Wen." Wen Shichu took out the pulse pillow, covered An Lingrong's wrist with a white silk handkerchief, and began to examine her carefully.

After a while, An Lingrong was asked to change her hand, and this time the examination lasted longer.

Looking at Wen Shichu's solemn expression, Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang's hearts were in their throats.

Zhen Huan understood Wen Shichu's meaning and asked all the palace people in the hall to retreat.

"Mrs. An's cold has been cured and she is slowly recovering, but..." After saying this, she glanced at Zhen Huan.

"Don't hide it, just tell me."

"There seem to be traces of musk on Miss Wen's body. It's very slight and can't be seen without a careful pulse check."

Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang stood up suddenly.

"Musky."

An Lingrong almost forgot about this!

"Sisters, please don't get excited. Please sit down first." He turned to Wen Shichu and said, "Lord Wen, your pulse is good. Please treat this matter as if it never happened. I will be very grateful."

Seeing that An Lingrong understood, Zhen Huan nodded to Wen Shichu and asked him to leave.

An Lingrong pulled out a hairpin from her head and said, "This was given to me by the Empress Dowager after my first bedtime."

Spreading a handkerchief flat on the small table, An Lingrong fiddled with the golden hairpin a few times, and the hairpin broke in two.

He picked up one of the pieces and poured out the fine powder inside, "This is musk."

The two were stunned by what a clever idea it was. Shen Meizhuang asked anxiously, "Since you know it's musk, why do you still wear it on your head?"