Paranoid Emperor's Favor

Steward Hong held his eyelids that were constantly twitching and walked all the way until he reached the yard, only then did he feel that his eyelids finally stopped and stopped twitching.

He turned around and ordered, "Can you go to the imperial doctor?"

Hearing the words, the servant who was following behind took two steps forward, and said: "Er Meng has already gone, he has been following the prince, and he is the fastest. Go out from our mansion, go straight to the imperial hospital, carry the imperial doctor, at most half a minute can come back."

Steward Hong nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, okay—go and see our lord..."

It was dirty outside just now, and he could only listen to everything that could be said.

Speaking of which, in fact, he himself is the closest to Ao Yuan, and he can see it more intuitively and clearly.

That's why I was even more panicked, and had to ask a few more questions about whether the imperial doctor had come.

Although it was just a glimpse, the one who was carried back in the cloak looked like someone's young man. He looked very young, his face was tender, and his appearance was extraordinarily delicate, but that face was pale. It's like paper, and the strength to breathe is almost gone.

Obviously really uncomfortable.

Steward Hong found the maidservant to pack up his things, watched them carry them in together, and was kicked out by Ao Yuan.

He pondered for a while, then ordered in a low voice: "Go and see the maidservant who got off the carriage together today, and take her to the side hall to wait..."

The servant followed in a low voice and said, "Why don't you just take it in and serve it?"

"No." Steward Hong thought for a while, and felt that according to their lord's temperament, it might not be that they really fell in love with the soft and weak little maid, as the rumors said, but... they fell in love with her. Master.

In this situation, wouldn't bringing that maid over there provoke their lord to do something extreme?

He looked at the closed door of the main house, and another love-hate relationship flashed in Steward Hong's mind, with an inscrutable expression on his face: "Just take the side hall and let her wait there."

Housekeeper Hong finally entered the door quietly, only to find that their usual vigorous and decisive prince was clumsily changing clothes for the person on the bed.

The boy lying on the bed seemed to be half asleep and half awake. He was still struggling, whimpering and saying something, the strength was like a kitten scratching, and the prince was able to suppress it with one hand... There was a wolf squatting next to him The cub, with his tail stiff, was running around anxiously with a towel in his mouth, trying to wipe his face with the towel.

Housekeeper Hong stretched out his hand to cover his eyelids again, feeling that something was wrong.

He only felt that the face of the little boy became more and more familiar the more he looked at it.

"My lord." Housekeeper Hong went up and called out in a low voice.

Ao Yuan took off his outer robe and threw it aside casually. His shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow, his muscles were well defined, and his tall body seemed particularly oppressive in the room used for rest.

He wiped the boy on the bed with gentle movements that did not match his tone, and whispered, "Where's the imperial doctor?"

Steward Hong hurriedly said, "It's coming soon. My lord, this..."

"Gu Yansheng." Ao Yuan frowned, then picked up Gu Yansheng's hand and wiped it carefully, keeping his voice down and not disturbing the person on the bed, while saying: "That Xiangjia Gu Little boy."

After finishing speaking, he added, "The youngest one."

Steward Hong's eyelids finally twitched wildly - this time, he even saw his twitching eyelid muscles in the mirror. After a moment of silence, he said, "Are you planning to..."

Bring people back to the mansion, abuse their bodies and minds, and tear apart the mandarin ducks.

Then in front of the male mandarin duck, he bullied the mother mandarin duck with a stick, and in turn, in front of the mother mandarin duck, he turned around and bullied the male mandarin duck with a stick.

The stick was good, and finally killed the person with a knife?

"I don't plan on anything." Ao Yuan threw the handkerchief back into the basin, gave him a cold look, tucked in the corner of the quilt for Gu Yansheng, looked at Gu Yansheng's finally calmed down, got up and said: "Go to the outer hall and talk."

After about a stick of incense, Butler Hong went out from the outer hall with a face as calm as water, and his eyelids were still pressed with one hand.

Their prince lost his memory.

After amnesia, I am afraid that he is still moved by his former mortal enemy.

And if you don't move, it's enough, and if you move, it will be written into the epic grievances and grievances of the capital, an out-of-print legend in the imperial court's eternal masterpiece.

The prince of his family will rely on one story book, and will soon support all the students in the capital.

yard.

An extremely tall man rushed into the mansion carrying an old doctor who was trembling while walking, and as soon as he landed, he yelled loudly in the courtyard: "General! General! I have brought you— — General!"

"Shut up!" Housekeeper Hong took two steps forward, cupped his hands at the imperial doctor, and only then did he recognize who it was: "It's actually Mr. Ji... It's hard work for you, it's just the prince..."

He thought about it, but remained calm, he had already analyzed the situation clearly, and said in a low voice: "Forgive me, Mr. Wang Ji, the prince is really eager, the young master is weak, he looks dying, and he is still alive." Please go and take care of it..."

Elder Ji was probably used to letting Er Meng carry him back like this, he waved his hands tremblingly on Steward Hong's body, and said, "Lead the way."

inner room.

Ao Yuan changed into ordinary clothes, and sat by the bed watching over Gu Yansheng.

Gu Yansheng has already woken up, but his chest still seems to be clogged, and he can't get up or down—this situation is very similar to the time when his heart was extremely uncomfortable in the past.

Nausea, vomiting, weak legs, and dizziness.

I almost lost the strength to speak.

Gu Yansheng was fed two mouthfuls of sugar water by Ao Yuan, and shook his head uncomfortably, with some water in his eyes, he said in a trembling voice, "I don't want it anymore, I can't drink it anymore."

Ao Yuan wiped him clean with his fingertips, and steward Hong and the imperial doctor entered the gap between the bowls.

After a while, Ao Yuan stared at Gu Yansheng's slender wrist, which was pressed down by the imperial doctor, and said expressionlessly, "What's the matter?"

Elder Ji withdrew his hand. At first he thought it was a wrong diagnosis, but after careful observation for a long time, he realized that the dizziness was really caused by the exhaustion of the horses and horses.

So he was speechless.

Ao Yuan clenched his hands, and his voice became colder: "——what's the matter?!"

"Your Majesty, don't worry." Elder Ji looked at Gu Yansheng's appearance again slowly, sized him up, and he knew it in his heart.

Pointing to a few kumquat trees planted in the yard, he said: "Young master, it's just the stagnation and nausea caused by the exhaustion of traveling and traveling. Eat more sour things and rest for a few days. The oranges in the house are just fine."

Ao Yuan frowned, "That's it?"

Ji Lao was stunned, "...ah this..."

Ao Yuan glanced at Gu Yansheng's sullen and lifeless little face, and said coldly, "He can't eat now, throws up whatever he eats, feels cold all over, his hands and feet are cold, he feels dizzy and has a headache, and he has lost the strength to speak. Is it just exhaustion?!"

Ji Lao tried to reason with him, "My lord, although I'm an official..."

"Yuanyuan." Gu Yansheng suppressed the rising nausea again, struggled to sit up from Ao Yuan's arms, and said softly: "What Doctor Ji said is true, I...I just feel a little motion sick. "

It may not be a little bit, but a lot.

Thinking of the existence of the car, Gu Yansheng must have been a little sluggish again, the nausea that had been suppressed just now surged up again.

He finally understood why his elder brother would rather ride an electric scooter to the business building for an international meeting every day, and be saluted by all the employees of the company with a blank face, than take the car.

Rain or shine, he would rather be drenched to death or freeze to death than take a car!

Because motion sickness is too uncomfortable!

In the future, he would rather have his thighs worn out than ride a carriage again!

Gu Yansheng clenched his small fist, and hammered his chest again.

At this time, Elder Ji continued slowly: "If you think about it earlier, you can supplement it with acupuncture and moxibustion for ventilation."

Gu Yansheng immediately sat up, pulled up his sleeves, and said with sincere eyes, "Go ahead!"

Steward Hong stared at Gu Yansheng's appearance, a little lost in thought.

After a while, he asked someone to pick some kumquats in the yard, and opened the window again.

The needles had been applied in the room, butler Hong looked at Ao Yuan who was scrubbing the oranges one by one in the room and handing the oranges to Gu Yansheng.

——The dark crowd outside the mansion saw someone coming out, and suddenly fell into a strange silence, but it seemed more like a bigger storm was brewing.

All the people stretched their necks, stared wide-eyed, and slightly parted their lips, all looking earnestly and sincerely at the gate of the mansion.

Elder Ji squinted his eyes, and finally said slowly: "Why are there so many people around here?"

Housekeeper Hong pressed his hands to his eyelids again, and said expressionlessly, "It's probably because the prince has won the hearts of the people."

Ji Lao: "..."

He whispered without changing his face, "These days, try to let the young man eat more light food. If he wants to eat some sour food, feel free to give it to him. Even though it is cold, remember to ventilate more... dizziness , Vomiting is normal, if you still feel uncomfortable, please..."

He glanced over at Ermeng, who also opened his clothes in the winter, his voice paused, and the ending rose, and he even vaguely revealed some expectations: "I invite this one to go to my place, even if I find a little boy, I will carry it with you." , just give the young master the needle!"

Steward Hong answered yes again and again, wrote down all the things to pay attention to, and planned to go back.

——These people outside can't be blown away, even if they leave for a while, they will have to gather again soon.

At the feet of the emperor, you can't really use force against the people.

If someone with a heart really wants to read a book, I am afraid that the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion will not be able to eat it and walk around.

Steward Hong turned his head, signaled the concierge to close the door, and directly refused to meet the guests.

The moment the door was closed, the voices of discussion outside suddenly boiled up——

"Need to vomit, want to eat sour food, have a headache and dizziness, why are these symptoms so familiar?!"

"I'm pregnant! I'm pregnant! The two that King Zhenbei snatched back are pregnant!"

"No wonder his face is so pale, and he is pregnant with Liujia, and he is being abused by King Zhenbei like this. I'm afraid he will die soon!"

"But it wasn't rumored that the King of Zhenbei was not good enough and had no heirs?!"

"Could it be—?!"

"It's the little maid who is pregnant with the son of the young master! Putting a cuckold on the prince!"

"Young master has another queen!"

"The King of Zhenbei has been greened!"

"Alas--"

"Call-"

"Hey——"

Facing the slowly closing gate, Steward Hong took a few steps back, returned to the yard, and couldn't help but look up at the blue sky and white clouds above him.

In broad daylight, the sky is bright.

Their tyrannical title of lord, I am afraid that they will never be able to take it off——

"Housekeeper!" Seeing Gu Lian'er's servant running over in small steps, he said in a low voice, "The girl also vomited, she said she was dizzy, nauseous, and out of breath..."

Steward Hong turned his head, his eyes were so kind that he looked kindly, and he said slowly, "Then give her more hot water. The imperial doctor said that it's fine. Ventilate more and drink more hot water."

The servant hesitated for a moment, "Are you still asking her to wait in the side hall?"

"Just wait." Steward Hong tilted his head and thought for a while, and finally said: "There are not many oranges in our house this year, so we should prepare more later..."

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