Ping Zhao Lu

Chu Yunxiao was shocked when he suddenly heard in the East Palace that the Queen was unwell. He didn't even bother to greet the Crown Prince. He hurriedly got up and rushed towards Fengluan Palace in two steps.

Chu Yunxiao was extremely anxious along the way, his face gloomy as if water could drip out, and he moved forward quickly. His mind kept replaying the dream he had last time, the sickly figure and pale face of the queen, and his heart became more and more worried.

After finally arriving at Fengluan Palace, I found that Xu Zhouye had already fallen into a deep sleep.

After asking Xuan Qi, he learned that Doctor Chen had already made the diagnosis and prescribed the medicine. He also promptly gave Xu Zhouye the fever-reducing medicine Xiang Heng had brought, and only after the medicine took effect did he fall asleep peacefully.

Chu Yunxiao tiptoed to the bedside and carefully lifted a corner of the curtain, fearing to wake the sleeping person. When he saw the peaceful face of Xu Zhouye in his sleep, his heart finally settled a little.

He gently sat down on the edge of the bed, first reaching out to help Xu Zhouye pull up the quilt, then gently placed the back of his hand on his forehead to test the temperature. However, as soon as he touched the source of heat, Chu Yunxiao's brows furrowed tightly.

At this time, Xu Zhouye's face was slightly red, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. Although his breathing was relatively steady, it still seemed a little rapid.

Seeing this, Chu Yunxiao hurriedly stood up and slowly lowered the curtain. He turned to Xuan Qi who was standing beside him and whispered, "Go and prepare some hot water." Xuan Qi nodded quickly and then quickly walked out of the room to carry out the order.

Not long after, Xuan Qi walked in with a washbasin full of hot water in both hands.

Then, he slowly walked to the antique table beside the couch and gently placed the basin down. Then, he stretched out his hands and gently lifted the draped curtain high.

Just as he was about to reach out to fish out the towel soaked in water, Chu Yunxiao took a step forward and took the towel from his hand, saying softly, "You go down and guard it first. I'll be fine here."

"Yes!" Xuan Qi did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He quickly bowed and then respectfully left the room, leaving Chu Yunxiao alone to guard Xu Zhouye.

Chu Yunxiao held the towel firmly and wrung it out vigorously. After wringing it dry, he gently touched the towel to Xu Zhouye's sweaty forehead, carefully wiping away every drop of sweat, fearing to wake the person in front of him. After wiping his forehead, his hand slid down his cheek to his neck, continuing to wipe away the sweat that flowed down Xu Zhouye.

After a moment, Chu Yunxiao dipped the towel into the water again and rubbed it briefly, allowing it to fully absorb the water. He then quickly scooped it out and wrung it out again, but this time only until it was half dry. He carefully folded the towel into a suitable shape and gently placed it on Xu Zhouye's forehead.

Time passed minute by minute, and when Chu Yunxiao felt the wet towel on Xu Zhouye's forehead began to become a little cold, he took off the towel without hesitation, dipped it in water again to wash it, and then wrung it half dry as before and put it back on Xu Zhouye's forehead.

Just like that, time and time again, Chu Yunxiao patiently repeated these actions, just to help Xu Zhouye lower his body temperature as quickly as possible.

It was unknown how much time had passed, perhaps several hours, or perhaps even longer. Finally, the terrifying heat in Xu Zhouye's body gradually subsided, and his skin temperature slowly returned to normal.

Seeing this scene, the emperor, who had been on edge, finally breathed a sigh of relief and stopped the repetitive movements in his hands.

He slowly stood up, stretched his slightly stiff body, then turned and walked towards the couch beside him.

After sitting down on the couch, Chu Yunxiao stared quietly at Xu Zhouye who was still in a coma, waiting patiently for him to wake up.

At this time, Qinghe slowly walked in with a bowl of hot medicine.

When she arrived in front of Chu Yunxiao, she bowed and said, "Your Majesty."

Chu Yunxiao nodded slightly in response.

Then he fixed his eyes on the bowl of dark medicine in her hand and asked, "Is this the same medicine the Queen took before going to bed?"

Qing He quickly shook his head and replied softly, "Your Majesty, this is a tonic medicine that Imperial Physician Chen prescribed specifically for Your Highness. Because Your Highness has been feeling a little unwell recently, Imperial Physician Chen specially prepared this prescription. In addition, the Deputy Envoy also added several precious herbs to neutralize the medicinal properties..."

After Chu Yunxiao heard what she said, he already understood about 70% of what she said.

It seems that this fever symptom may be related to me.

Thinking of this, although he felt a little uneasy in his heart, he still maintained a calm expression on his face and pretended to be nonchalant and ordered: "Well, put the medicine on the table, you leave now."

Qinghe did not dare to be negligent and quickly responded, "Yes, Your Majesty." Then, according to Chu Yunxiao's order, he placed the bowl of medicine steadily on the table beside him, bowed, turned around and left the room.

After Qinghe left, the emperor stared quietly at the bowl of medicine that was still steaming, and a deep sense of self-blame welled up in his heart.

After a long moment, as if time had frozen, he finally reached out his hand and carefully touched the edge of the medicine bowl. His fingers gently touched the bowl wall, feeling the lingering warmth.

After confirming that the medicine bowl was no longer as hot as before, he stood up with confidence and moved slowly to the edge of the couch.

He bent down slightly, gazed at the person on the couch with gentle and concerned eyes, and called out in an extremely soft voice: "Queen, it's time to get up and take medicine." The voice was like a warm spring breeze, gently brushing against people's heartstrings.

Just at this moment, Xu Zhouye, who was originally sleeping, seemed to be awakened by the call and slowly opened his slightly hazy eyes.

At first, his vision was a little blurry, but as consciousness gradually returned, his eyes gradually became brighter.

When Chu Yunxiao saw him wake up, the joy in his heart surged like a tide and he could hardly contain himself.

He quickly bent down and gently helped Xu Zhouye up, letting him sit on the couch.

Then he quickly stood up and walked to the side, bringing over the bowl of medicine that had been placed there.

Returning to the bed, he squatted down again, holding the medicine bowl with one hand and gently lifting Xu Zhouye's chin with the other, and said softly, "Come, drink the medicine, and you will get better soon."

However, at this moment, Xu Zhouye couldn't help but recall the words that Doctor Chen had said before.

Thinking of this, his eyes, which had been quite clear, were suddenly covered with a layer of resentment. He glared at the emperor in front of him and said angrily, "I won't drink it. If you want to drink, drink it yourself!"

Chu Yunxiao looked at the person in front of him who was throwing a tantrum, and a deep sense of guilt welled up in his heart. So, he quickly admitted his fault in a low voice: "It's all my fault. I made the Queen suffer."

Hearing this, Xu Zhouye was stunned and secretly surprised.

This attitude of admitting mistakes is too sincere!

Seeing that Xu Zhouye was just staring at him blankly without answering, Chu Yunxiao thought he was still angry, so he quickly continued to coax him, "As long as you can drink this medicine, I will have no complaints about how you treat me."

Seeing this, Xu Zhouye snorted inwardly and said: I think you are guilty.

Even though he was thinking this, he didn't show it on the surface. He slowly reached out his hand and steadily took the medicine bowl that was handed to him.

Just as he was about to raise his head and drink the medicine in the bowl, he suddenly stopped and looked at the emperor with a smile, "Since that's the case, Your Majesty, please allow me to be pure and free from desire for the next three months."

Chu Yunxiao's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and a trace of worry appeared between his brows. Obviously, he felt a little embarrassed about Xu Zhouye's request.

He opened his mouth, intending to discuss the deadline with his queen, but before he could finish his words, he was abruptly interrupted by Xu Zhouye.

"Your Majesty's words are golden, but you must keep your word."

Chu Yunxiao was really at his wit's end and had to obey his queen for the time being. "Okay, your words are not joking."