Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Jiang Ruan temporarily lives in Taichen Palace.

She still lived in her former bedroom.

Jiang Ruan had no official position in the Heavenly Palace. Before going to bed on the first night in Taichen Palace, she thought that she would have plenty of time to discuss medical skills with the King of Medicine.

Unexpectedly, the next morning, as soon as I stepped out of the door of the bedroom, I saw Sima Ming who had been waiting outside the door for some time.

Siming smiled warmly at Jiang Ruan, "Miss Jiang, it's time for the Emperor to take his morning medicine. How about... you go and watch him take it?"

Remembering what he had promised Siming yesterday, Jiang Ruan took the medicine to Donghua's bedroom.

In the bedroom, Donghua leaned on the couch, looking weak.

Jiang Ruan placed the medicine on the table and asked curiously, "Why do you look so much weaker than yesterday?"

Siming sighed and answered quickly, "The Emperor's injuries were already serious. He forced himself to get up and go to the palace gate to pick up the girl yesterday. And because the girl gave him a piece of candied fruit, the Emperor was so happy that he didn't know what to do. Not only did he sleep late, but he also opened the window to look at the girl's room in the middle of the night to let in the cool breeze. That's how he ended up this morning."

"But don't worry. The Medicine King came to check my pulse early this morning and said there's nothing serious. I just need to rest and recuperate well every day. The most important thing is to take my medicine on time."

"The Emperor simply doesn't like taking bitter medicine..."

"Stop talking too much." Donghua interrupted Siming with a weak voice.

Siming quickly bowed and apologized: "I have spoken too much, I hope the Emperor will forgive me!"

After Donghua waved his hand, Siming left the bedroom with great tact.

Jiang Ruan handed the warm medicine to Donghua: "This is this morning's medicine, drink it."

Donghua looked at her fingers, which were whiter and more delicate than the jade bowl holding the medicine. He raised his eyes, which were usually indifferent and expressionless, but now they were filled with extreme weakness. "After taking the medicine, do you have any candied fruit?"

For a moment, Jiang Ruan seemed to see those children who refused to take their medicine properly and acted coquettishly with her.

"Yes." She nodded.

Donghua took the medicine bowl from her without saying a word and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking it, he frowned, obviously feeling bitter.

Jiang Ruan hurriedly took the candied fruit from her purse and handed it over, but Donghua didn't take it. Instead, he came closer and took the candied fruit directly from her fingertips.

Jiang Ruan opened his eyes wide and didn't react for a moment!

Although her lips and fingertips did not touch, she still quickly retracted her hand as if she had been burned.

Jiang Ruan avoided Donghua's tender gaze as he looked at her: "I've finished the medicine. I'm leaving first."

Donghua suddenly said, "Aruan, am I your patient now?"

Jiang Ruan subconsciously asked: "Do you want me to treat you?"

"Yes." Donghua answered without hesitation.

Putting down the medicine bowl in his hand, Jiang Ruan said, "I want to take your pulse first."

Donghua: "..."

He had almost recovered and was not that weak at all. Donghua did not want Jiang Ruan to take his pulse, fearing that she would see that he was faking illness.

He said, "My pulse record is with the Medicine King."

Jiang Ruan suddenly remembered that Donghua had kidney damage, so how could he let her take his pulse and lose face?

Realizing her carelessness, she nodded and said, "I'll go find the Medicine King to check the pulse case."

After Jiang Ruan left Donghua's bedroom, Siming walked in. Seeing the faint smile on Donghua's lips as he leaned on the couch in a trance, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

He approached and whispered, "Emperor, Miss Jiang has gone to find the Medicine King."

"Hmm," Donghua replied, but then felt a little strange. "I thought it would take a lot of effort to prevent Ah Ruan from taking my pulse, but I didn't expect it to be so easy."

He always felt that success was too easy, which was not a good thing.

"Isn't this good?" Siming thought: "This is a sign that Miss Jiang trusts the Emperor!"

Donghua lowered his eyes.

He always felt something was wrong.

……

Jiang Ruan went to see the Medicine King to look at Donghua's pulse record. It was clearly recorded that Donghua was seriously injured after being struck by nine heavenly thunders. After being treated with acupuncture by Zheyan, the prescription prescribed needed to be taken four times a day on time.

However, the pulse record did not record any damage to Donghua's internal organs.

Jiang Ruan asked the Medicine King, "Didn't they say that Emperor Donghua's internal organs were also damaged?"

Having been warned by Siming in advance, Medicine King stroked his beard and explained with a kind face, "The Emperor's internal organs are indeed damaged, but it's difficult to record such things in the pulse records, for fear that other restless forces would learn of it and have intentions that would harm the Heavenly Palace."

"The damage to the internal organs requires the Emperor to slowly recover through his own cultivation. With time, it may be healed."

Jiang Ruan asked: "Is it impossible to cure it with medicine?"

The Medicine King shook his head: "This kind of injury cannot be cured by medicine."

Jiang Ruan: “…”

In other words, Donghua's kidney damage from the thunderbolt was incurable, and he had to rely on himself. Would it be possible for it to heal over time? Or was it possible...

After studying medicine with Zheyan for ten years, Jiang Ruan knew very well that when a doctor could not cure a disease, his words would be ambiguous.

In addition, Donghua’s kidney damage cannot be recorded in public, otherwise it will definitely damage his reputation and his dignity in the world.

The Medicine King whispered, "No one else knows about this. Miss Jiang, please keep this to yourself and don't tell anyone else."

Otherwise, the emperor will be exposed sooner or later!

Jiang Ruan understood the situation: "Don't worry, Medicine King, I will never reveal a single word about this to anyone."

Since Donghua has this hidden illness, he probably won't have any feelings for her anymore, right?

Even if there is, I'm afraid he himself can't do it, so there's no need to be afraid.

……

Soon, it was the day of the celebration banquet hosted by Haode Tianjun.

Jiang Ruan was wearing a moon-white dress and sitting in the seat arranged by the Heavenly Emperor.

Because Donghua's name was already next to Jiang Ruan's, everyone in the Heavenly Palace tacitly accepted her identity as the emperor and empress. Although they called her "Miss Jiang" on the surface, they secretly treated her as the emperor and empress.

Haode Tianjun also wanted to please Donghua, so he arranged Jiang Ruan's seat next to Donghua.

Although the two were not sitting together, they were very close to each other.

Sitting next to Donghua, Jiang Ruan felt uncomfortable and out of place.

Donghua, who was leaning on the cushion and looking at Jiang Ruan, noticed her abnormality and asked, "What's wrong?"

The female immortals in the main hall were dancing gracefully, but Jiang Ruan had no mood to appreciate them at all: "I always feel like there are many pairs of eyes staring at me."

Jiang Ruan was not wrong.

The relationships in the Heavenly Palace are complicated. All the immortal officials are very curious about the future empress of Emperor Donghua, and want to take the opportunity to see her appearance to avoid conflicts in the future.

So although it seems that no one's attention is on Jiang Ruan, in fact, there are people who want to remember her face at every moment.

Donghua glanced around, and all the immortal officials he saw hung their heads in silence, terrified.

Seeing that no one dared to offend him again, Donghua said softly to Jiang Ruan, "This is your first appearance at the Heavenly Palace banquet, so it's inevitable that you'll attract some attention."

"Why don't you come sit over here? They don't dare look at me."

"No need." Jiang Ruan refused: "If you are curious, then I will just stare at them curiously."

"Give someone a taste of their own medicine. That's a good idea." Donghua thought Jiang Ruan was both smart and cute.

Jiang Ruan, who solved problems in this way, acted quite similarly to him.

In this case, if it still cannot be called a perfect match made in heaven, then heaven is blind.