Chapter 15 Good Medicine
Chapter 15 Good Medicine
Lu Xuechao's mental state was not right, his hands and feet were cold, and he was weak.Xie Chongjin carried him to bed and patiently took off his clothes stained by food.
The young man in only a middle coat huddled under the quilt, sat on the head of the bed with his knees hugged, his eyelashes drooping, his lips clenched tightly, his complexion pale and lifeless.He was clearly a character who was exiled from an immortal, and was tortured like a ghost.
Xie Chongjin was heartbroken, lowered his head and took Lu Xuechao's hand, carefully bandaged his wound, and applied scalding ointment little by little.
Lu Xuechao's hands were very beautiful, slender like bamboo, white as jade, with distinct joints.Xie Chongjin has seen this pair of pens to write and write amazing articles. He has seen this pair of hands cooking with spoons and made delicious dishes with endless aftertaste. fingertip.
Now the hands are covered with scars, the backs of the hands are red and blistered from the heat, and the palms are even scratched with blood.
Ten fingers connected to a heart, Lu Xuechao's heart is probably riddled with holes like this.
That hand was trembling a little, Xie Chongjin said comfortingly: "It won't hurt soon, I'll show you."
In my impression, Lu Xuechao was very afraid of pain.When I was a child, I fell down and cut a cut on my hand, and I could cry in pain. When I touched the wound when applying medicine, my hand would tremble slightly. Xie Chongjin always cheered for him.
Lu Xuechao said, "I'm not afraid, it's your hands that are shaking."
He's been in worse pain than this and doesn't respond to this level of pain anymore.
Xie Chongjin was taken aback.
He lowered his eyes, and sure enough, he saw that his hands were trembling, and because his hands were clutching Qing Shu's hands, he mistook it for the other party's trembling.
After a long time, Xie Chongjin smiled: "Okay, you are not afraid of pain, I am afraid of your pain."
He couldn't see Lu Xuechao having an accident and getting any injuries.
The palace man broke into Cuiwei Palace and said "something happened to the queen", Xie Chongjin was terrified, a fear that went deep into his soul arose.
... In those worlds, he often heard such a sentence, and then rushed to the Chongxue Palace in fear, only to see Lu Xuechao who died of a witchcraft and lost his breath.
The harem is full of flowers, and Xie Chongjin only loves this one.
His favorite flower was originally an independent and crystal clear snowflake on the high mountain, but it slowly withered and withered amidst the colorful competition, and finally melted silently in his arms.
That was a scene that Xie Chongjin would never be able to face.
He also...couldn't stand it even once.
Xie Chongjin pretended nothing happened, and quickly treated Lu Xuechao's wound.
Outside, the palace servants had cleaned up the leftovers on the ground, and made a new bowl of hot lotus root porridge.
Lu Xuechao's hands were inconvenient, so Xie Chongjin took a spoonful of it with a spoon, put it near his mouth and blew it, and fed it to him after confirming the temperature.
He has become proficient at this.When they were newlyweds, everything they did was sticky, and it was common for them to pick up vegetables and feed each other.
Lu Xuechao ate slowly, one mouthful at a time, and only moved half a bowl before she stopped opening her mouth, her eyelids half drooping: "...sleepy."
Sudden acceptance of a large amount of memory is exhausting. After meeting Xie Chongjin last night, I exhausted my energy and studied the heavenly scriptures all night. Today, I talked to my parents about the old days. If there is such a row at night, no matter how strong a person is Exhausted.What's more, Lu Xuechao's body is not considered strong, but rather weak.
In every world, Lu Xuechao's spirit is oppressive and tense, desperate to survive, and when he suddenly meets someone who can make him feel completely at ease, as soon as he relaxes, he feels extremely tired, wishing he could sleep for three days and three nights.
Xie Chongjin put down the bowl: "Sleep if you're sleepy, you don't have to get up early tomorrow."
Lu Xue looked at him, refusing to close her eyes: "Will I not see you when I wake up?"
It stands to reason that it cannot be seen.Xie Chongjin wants to go to court normally, and the morning time is very early.
But when Lu Xue woke up and couldn't see him, what if she thought she was dreaming again and fell ill like tonight...
Before Xie Chongjin could reply, Lu Xuechao thought of something else, lowered his eyes and said: "That's right, you have to go to court, so don't delay the morning court."
"You go to court." Lu Xuechao closed her eyes and lay down under the quilt, "I'm fine, don't worry."
He didn't know if he would be fine, and he didn't want to get sick if he didn't want to.He knew in his heart that they were free in this life, but when they touched any familiar places, they would uncontrollably think of the unpleasant past, and fell into an uncontrollable panic and pain.
He studied medicine and knew that it was a disease, but the doctor did not heal himself.
Trauma is too deep-rooted, and healing is a long process that cannot be accomplished overnight.
But he can't delay Xie Chongjin's business because of him.
Xie Chongjin can't rest assured that Lu Xue is like this.He said: "I postponed the morning by an hour, and you can see me every day when you wake up."
Lu Xuechao opened her eyes: "This is what the foolish king did."
"It's just a postponement, not a cessation of court. I thought it was unnecessary to go to court so early. Wouldn't it be more energetic to discuss affairs during the day? I have to get up before dawn, and I haven't seen any improvement in efficiency." Xie Chongjin has reasons, "Those ministers I'm used to being lazy and sleeping, so I don't think I'll be able to get up early for a while, and if I give such an order, they may even thank me, and they will definitely agree with it."
After listening to it, Lu Xuechao felt that it made a lot of sense.
When he was a child, he never thought that he would become a queen, but instead wanted to be a courtier like his father.It's just that the most difficult thing for him at that time was not how difficult the imperial examinations were, or how difficult it was to mix in the officialdom, but how he could get up every day to go to court.
Lu Xuechao is physically weak, lazy, often lingers on the sick bed, and doesn't like to go out, especially in winter, she just stays in bed and doesn't want to get up.Every time I answered the prince's invitation, when it was cold and reluctant to crawl out of the bed to attend the appointment, I felt that Huai Yun and I were life and death friends, and I was able to get up in the winter morning because of him.
And his father, Prime Minister Lu, 360 days a year, rain or shine, every day at Yin hour, rushing to go to court.
Lu Xuechao felt pain when he thought about it.
Now that Xie Chongjin said this, Lu Xuechao immediately changed his words: "This is what Ming Jun did."
Xie Chongjin was amused, and rubbed Lu Xuechao's hair: "Go to sleep, aren't you sleepy? I'll be right next to you, and I'll be your night watchman."
Lu Xuechao looked at him for a long while before closing her eyes and falling asleep peacefully.
Xie Chongjin adhered to the principle that one porridge and one meal should be considered hard-won, and ate Lu Xuechao with the remaining half bowl of porridge, and the dinner was handled like this.
Players are too extravagant and wasteful. Now Changli's treasury is empty, and people everywhere are in dire straits. Xie Chongjin leads by example, from extravagance to frugality.If you want to get rid of ordinary concubines other than plot concubines, firstly, there is no need to keep an eye on Lu Xuechao, and secondly, it is to save some salary.
According to the heavenly book, ordinary concubines are randomly generated, basically one-time, and have no effect on the plot. Even if they are dismissed, the official will not bother to repair them.
Since it doesn't hurt the innocent, Xie Chongjin has no psychological burden when he is dismissed.
After half a bowl of porridge was used up, Lu Xuechao had already fallen asleep, his brows were still frowned in his dream, with an uneasy and sad expression on his face.
Did you have a bad memory again?
Xie Chongjin stretched out his hand to smooth his brows, humming the nursery rhyme that used to lull Lu Xuechao to sleep when he was young.
Lu Xuechao's brows gradually relaxed, her expression became relieved.
Xie Chongjin wanted to withdraw his hand, but Lu Xuechao turned over suddenly, hugged his arm, pressed it under his head like a pillow, and pressed one leg on the quilt.
Xie Chongjin laughed and covered him with the quilt.
"It has changed so much, but the fact that I like to kick the quilt has not changed."
Lu Xuechao didn't know what she dreamed of, and frowned again.
Xie Chongjin was helpless: "It hasn't changed, it's still very cute. I'll continue to sing for you, but don't be angry with me in your dreams."
I don't know if Lu Xuechao can hear it, but when Xie Chongjin sang, Lu Xuechao fell asleep peacefully.
After a long time, Xie Chongjin stopped singing and summoned in a low voice: "The imperial physician."
The imperial physician who had been waiting outside for a long time came in immediately, and was about to kneel down and shout: "See——"
Xie Chongjin frowned, and put his index finger against his lips, signaling to be quiet.
The imperial doctor didn't dare to make a sound.
Afraid of waking His Highness the Queen, it will be over if you come out, why call him in... The imperial physician complained.
But when he touched Xie Chongjin's arm being pressed down by Lu Xuechao, the doctor realized it.
In ancient times, there were broken sleeves, but now His Majesty wants to escape, he can only break his arms.
"Why is the queen like this?" Xie Chongjin looked worried.
Shuang Jiang passed on the imperial physician, and also informed the emperor.Cuiwei Palace is far from the original Leng Palace, and when Xie Chongjin arrived, the imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital had already arrived.
It's just that Lu Xuechao was suffering from illness at that time, clutching the broken porcelain in her hand, and didn't allow anyone to approach her.Others were afraid of hurting Her Royal Highness, so they dared to kneel until Xie Chongjin arrived.
The imperial doctor's voice was loud: "Queen—"
"Be quiet." Xie Chongjin warned immediately.
Imperial Physician: "..."
He lowered the volume: "Her Majesty's symptoms seem to be that she has suffered a huge stimulus that is too painful, and she has a heart disease. In her dreams, or when she encounters similar situations on weekdays, she will be touched by the scene, and the scene will reappear, and the pain will be experienced again. As a result, excessive fear, and even hurt yourself..."
The imperial physician thought for a while, and felt that the one who could stimulate Her Highness the Empress must have been thrown into limbo on the day she was sealed.Ordinary people can't bear this blow.
Xie Chongjin listened, while watching Lu Xuechao's rarely peaceful sleeping face, thinking that before he even frowned in his dreams, his heart sank more and more.
He and Qingshu suffer from the same disease.
In every life, he was either manipulated to death, forced to hurt his beloved, and finally lost his beloved, or voluntarily killed by Qingshu.Every life Qingshu watched him being manipulated, he either died in vain, or killed his loved one with his own hands, and died together with him.
Obviously in love, but always killing each other.After going through so many lives, how can people not go crazy.
"How to heal?" Xie Chongjin asked.
"The minister will prescribe secondary medicine to help His Highness recuperate. But the person who tied the bell is needed to untie the bell, and the heart medicine doctor is needed for heart disease. Maybe...you should care about and accompany His Highness the Queen, so that His Highness can have more happy memories and forget unpleasant things. It can help His Highness get rid of his heart disease as soon as possible, after all—" The imperial physician cleared his throat, looking serious.
"Love is the best medicine."
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