yes sire

In the past, the bedroom in Changle Palace was brightly lit, and Yuan Zheng, the envoy of the imperial hospital, was still administering needles to the person lying on the bed.

Feng Ke stood by the side with the emperor, watching the emperor's expression, not daring to show his anger.

Seeing Han Shilang's complexion when he entered the palace, Feng Ke thought he was feeling awkward, so he didn't ask any more questions. He didn't expect that he would faint after such a short while.

When His Majesty called the imperial physician, the battle frightened the dancers to tremble.At that time, Feng Ke was arranging for the waiter to serve tea, and he was also taken aback by the emperor's shout.

Fortunately, Yuan Zheng took Han You's pulse and said that it was not a serious problem, and he just needed to take good care of him.But the emperor refused to let him go, and insisted that Yuan Zheng cure him immediately.

If you can't feed the soup and medicine, you can't wake him up with water. Yuan Zheng had no choice but to use acupuncture to relieve his stagnation of qi so that he could wake up earlier.

It had been almost two hours, Yuan Zheng was sweating all over his forehead, felt his pulse was stable, then withdrew the needle, and respectfully said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, it's done."

Xia Siyan immediately asked, "When will he wake up?"

"Return to Your Majesty, people will wake up in more than half an hour."

Xia Siyan sat on the edge of the bed and asked again: "Why is he like this?"

"Looking at the pulse condition alone, it seems that the stomach qi is stagnant caused by external evils invading the stomach and poor emotions. I can smell the smell of alcohol on his body. If he drinks alcohol again in this situation, it will accumulate dampness and generate heat, and the Qi mechanism will be blocked stagnation, causing stomach pains to intensify."

Xia Siyan frowned: "Stomach pain can make people faint?"

"If it's just the epigastric pain, it's not enough, but it's still possible if you add worry, anger, and emotional imbalance..."

Yuan Zhengyin didn't say half of what he said. After all, the problem of spleen and stomach needs to be recuperated slowly. This waiter Han is in a high position at a young age. I'm afraid he has taken his body seriously for a long time.After practicing medicine for many years, I have seen many things like fame and fortune. Everyone understands the truth, but they can't do it.Yuan Zheng thought about it, but seeing that His Majesty is so important to him, he can be regarded as having the fame and fortune right now.

"Worried, angry, and emotionally out of balance." Xia Siyan grabbed Han You's hand, and rubbed these words between his lips and teeth repeatedly. The strength in his hand was so strong that it pinched the back of Han You's hand red.

Yuan Zheng didn't notice Xia Siyan's unhappiness, so he continued on: "If you worry about it for a long time, you may become seriously ill. At present, Han Shilang is still young, and his body has a solid foundation, so he still can't see it. In ten or eight years, I'm afraid..."

When he spoke up to this point, he caught sight of Feng Ke shaking his head frantically at him, signaling him to stop talking, so he immediately stopped talking.

The emperor stared at him with his head tilted, and asked coldly, "I'm afraid what?"

Yuan Zheng glanced at Feng Ke again, Feng Ke lowered his head, like a puppet standing by the bed, and no longer gave him any hints.Yuan Zheng then picked up some nonsense, and replied respectfully: "I'm afraid it will be dragged into a more serious spleen and stomach disease."

The emperor hummed, "Okay, I understand, you can go down."

Yuan Zheng packed up the tool box, put it in his hands and got up to salute. The emperor added: "You will live in the palace tonight, don't go back."

"Yes." Yuan Zheng took two steps back, turned around and walked out of the palace gate.

Feng Ke was the only one left in the room standing aside. He felt that the emperor looked very sad, and he also felt uncomfortable in his heart. He sniffed his nose twice, raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and said, "Your Majesty, this old servant is going to the side where the medicine is boiled." Keep an eye on it, those little bastards can't handle the fire well, I'm afraid it will delay the effect of the medicine."

Xia Siyan glanced at him, "Why are you crying? You also have a stomachache?"

The corners of Feng Ke's mouth twitched downwards, forming a curve, and then opened again, crying: "The old slave is sorry for His Majesty. After all these years, Your Majesty's painstaking efforts have finally led to today's situation. It's also thanks to you." With Han Shilang by his side, His Majesty doesn’t feel bitter, but right now, when everything is going well, Han Shilang has a rift with His Majesty. The slave looks at it and feels sad.”

Xia Siyan looked down at Han You's hand, which had been pinched red by him, and stroked it, trying to erase the red marks, but it seemed that the redder became more and more red.After a moment of silence, he asked, "Did I do something wrong?"

Feng Kedao: "The servant has lived most of his life in vain, and he has never experienced any kind of love, but the scriptures don't say that when you like someone, you just want to have a blind date with him. There is nothing wrong with that."

Xia Siyan was amused by him, "You still understand these things, what you're looking at is all messed up."

Feng saw that the emperor smiled a little, and he relaxed a little, and smiled, "It's just idle books to pass the time, it's useless."

"Really?" Xia Siyan raised his eyebrows, "Are there stories about men and men in the book?"

Feng Ke hesitated: "This is not..."

Xia Siyan didn't wait for him to finish, and looked at Han You again: "You said it would be great if he was a woman."

"Ah, this," Feng Ke said after deliberation, "If Minister Han is a woman, I'm afraid...they won't have the chance to meet His Majesty."

If Han You hadn't been a man, he wouldn't have entered the palace as a servant, let alone the fate of being entangled with Xia Siyan.

As for Xia Siyan, perhaps when he reached a certain age, it would be logical to choose a woman from the clan or the Chinese and military officials of the court.Just like the scene I did with Gao Qing some time ago, I carefully calculated my family background, character and appearance, and set up a woman who is suitable in all aspects to be the queen.Maybe love each other, maybe hate each other, or maybe fall in love with someone else.

But Emperor Xia Siyan of the Zhao Kingdom would never have any interaction with a woman from Yuzhou named Han You.

Thinking of this, Xia Siyan felt empty in his heart. There was something that even the Lord of the World couldn't grasp, and the person in his hands might not necessarily belong to him.

"Your Majesty don't need to worry too much. Over the years, this old servant has seen Han Shilang's devotion to His Majesty. It's probably just that he can't accept it for a while, and it will be fine after a long time."

Xia Siyan pinched Han You's fingers, inserted his own fingers into his, and interlocked with his.

Han You's hands are very white, Xia Siyan's is wheat-colored, and the colors are distinct, even if they are held tightly, they don't seem to melt together.Xia Siyan recalled that sunny afternoon, they were also on this bed, and their fingers intertwined like this.At that time, Han You held his hand hard, giving him the illusion of being deeply longed for.

"What if it doesn't get better?" Xia Siyan let go of his hand, and Han You's fingers slipped out from between his fingers, and fell powerlessly on the apricot-colored bed sheet.

"If it doesn't get better..." Feng Ke felt a little regretful about opening this topic, and he had an intuition that it was wrong to persuade the emperor to give up.

His Majesty the Emperor has been stubborn since childhood.

At the beginning, Xia Siyan learned painting from the grand master. The grand master once told the late emperor that Xia Siyan had no talent for painting, and if he couldn't learn it well, it would be a waste of time to teach. It's better to spend more time on the way of governing the country.At that time, the first emperor said that painting allows people to cultivate their moral character, and it doesn’t matter whether they are successful or not. To be an emperor, there is no requirement for good-looking paintings.

Somehow Xia Siyan found out about this, and he was not angry, but in front of the grand master, he said in that lazy tone as if he couldn't arouse interest in anything: "But I just like painting. "

It doesn't matter on the surface, but Feng Ke can see how much hard work has been put in behind the scenes.Looking at the entire Zhao Kingdom, Xia Siyan's Danqing skill is only a few people who can surpass him.

But people who are dead are alive, things don't seem to be easy to compare like this, Feng Ke hesitated for a while but couldn't speak.

Xia Siyan raised his hand to smooth the frown on Han You's brows, and said to Feng Ke: "You see, he's always slandering me when he's asleep."

Feng Ke immediately blamed himself: "Han Shilang is just unwell. When he entered the palace first, he looked unwell. This is all due to the servant, who didn't notice it in advance."

Xia Siyan laughed at himself, "I guess he came to the palace because he knew I was going to tell him about Ganzhou today. He has been planning and discussing with his teacher and his confidantes every day during this time. He also asked Li Tian from the household department to help him investigate the progress of the case. He would know everything by opening his mouth to me, but he just didn’t want to send a message to the palace. Does he think I’m not capable enough to be a wise king?”

Feng Ke couldn't answer questions about government affairs, so he just said: "Your Majesty is naturally a wise king, and Han Shilang thinks so too."

"Besides the grand master before, I also have two teachers, do you know which two they are?" Xia Siyan asked suddenly.

The person lying on the bed was still ignorant, and the brows that had just been smoothed were slightly frowned again. Feng Ke saw Xia Siyan put Han You's hand to his lips and kissed it, and replied, "One of them Of course it is Han Shilang, and there is another one, I don't know who it is."

When the first emperor was in power, he appointed Xia Siyan a university scholar to be the prince and grand teacher. After Xia Siyan became emperor, Gao Qing immediately took charge of the government. Seeing that the situation was not good, the grand teacher retired and returned home.For many years after that, the little emperor had only one attendant by his side.The other teacher mentioned by the emperor should not be the former grand master who retired and returned to his hometown.

"It's Gao Qing," Xia Siyan smiled, "What Han Jinglue taught me is how to be a good emperor in people's eyes, and what I learned from Gao Qing is how to be an emperor."

This is a bit confusing.

Hasn't Gao Qing been scheming and blackmailing His Majesty all these years?How did you learn how to be an emperor from Gao Qing again?Feng Ke thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out: "But Han Shilang is the one who teaches His Majesty."

Xia Siyan stared at Han You's face, and said with a look of tenderness and indifference: "It's the most important thing for him to tell me about people, I don't think so. I don't care what others think of me, he But I have been trapped in the eyes of others, so pitiful."

Feng Ke looked into the emperor's eyes, and there seemed to be some crazy things surging inside, like a black vortex, but when he blinked again, the surging storm disappeared, and his eyes quickly returned to the clarity of the past.

Feng Ke was terrified when he saw it, and even a little afraid that the emperor would do something irreversible, so he blurted out: "This man...will not come after all."

Xia Siyan raised his hand again to wipe the center of Han You's brows, sighed, and said in his usual lazy tone of voice, "But I just want to force it."