After the replacement of the delicate imperial concubine, my emperor will never come to court again

Xuejian hugged the soup bowl tightly and sat on the bed in a daze.

The maid Ren Qianyu sent beside her came forward to collect the bowl, but Xuejian pushed her away: "Go out, I'm a little tired, I want to take a nap."

The palace maid felt perplexed, and regardless of her nerves holding the bowl, she closed the door and walked out.

When Xuejian heard the footsteps disappear after closing the door, he immediately stood up and took out a small bottle and transferred the remaining medicinal soup into the bottle.

She was worried that the medicinal soup would spoil, so she hid the sealed jar in a pottery jar for raising fish in the yard.

Holding the handkerchief nervously with both hands, he anxiously waited for news from Dr. Jiang.

After Ren Qianyu's eyes and ears were dispersed, the palace servants arranged by Xuejian to investigate the situation of Imperial Physician Jiang finally entered Xuejian's room.

"Reporting to your Majesty, I heard that Imperial Physician Jiang will be able to clear out the Huanxi Bureau tomorrow."

Xue Jian clasped her hands together and leaned on her chest to chant the Buddha's name.

"How is Doctor Jiang's health?"

"Reporting to your Majesty, I heard that the illness is quite serious, but I have already taken medicine. It is precisely because of this that Your Majesty asked Dr. Jiang to return to the Imperial Medical Office to recuperate in advance."

Xuejian frowned tightly, feeling worried again.

The palace man waited for a long time but didn't get the order. He raised his eyes and reminded Xuejian: "Does the Queen have any other orders?"

Xuejian thought for a moment and said, "You should always keep an eye on Imperial Doctor Jiang's condition. If he feels better, come and notify me."

"Yes, my dear, the little one has gone down."

Xue Jian hummed and lay down on the bed. She was tired from worrying and fell asleep.

In her sleep, she dreamed of returning to Chuxiu Palace.

On a snowy day, the sky is as gray as dusk.

She sat alone by the well, her sleeves rolled up high, her elbows red from soaking in cold water and constantly scrubbing her clothes.

No matter how cold she was, she still mechanically rubbed the clothes in the basin. These clothes were not even her own.

Suddenly she felt her vision shift. When she came back to her senses, she realized that it was not the world that was rotating, but that she had fallen to the ground.

The goose feathers and heavy snow were flying, covering her body with a snow-white quilt as if she felt sorry for her.

When she struggled to get up, she felt a snowflake being sucked into her nose, and the refreshing cold stimulation suddenly woke Xuejian from her dream.

She felt so cold, as if she was still lying in the snow, the sky and the earth were white and hopeless.

"Empress, what's wrong with you?"

Xuejian gradually came back to her senses and found that the palace maid had heard her panicked cry for help and ran in.

"I'm so cold. Why do I feel so cold?"

The palace people could only add another quilt to Xuejian, but she still huddled up on the bed and just cried out that she was cold.

There was no way, it was April weather, and a brazier was lit in the room.

Xuejian looked at the jumping flames and finally felt warm.

The serving maids all fled out and refused to stay in this steamer-like room.

But Xuejian felt just warm.

Dr. Jiang actively adjusted his body and recovered his health in a short time.

Although Ren Yuhuan had never visited him, he only had his own source of information.

Hearing that Dr. Jiang had recovered, I felt relieved. After Imperial Physician Jiang recovered, he put on his official uniform and went to the imperial study the next day to resume his life.

Shen Yanzhi specially asked Ren Yuhuan to wait in the palace, but he himself did not come out of the inner palace for a long time.

Ren Yuhuan didn't know that His Majesty had returned to the imperial study. He only came back after he went to Shufang Pavilion to see Xue Jian.

So I waited in the palace for tea to be cooked.

When Imperial Physician Jiang was brought in by the palace officials, the two people's eyes met and they were very pleased with each other.

However, Ren Yuhuan only saluted, and Imperial Physician Jiang just handed him over. From then on, there was no further communication.

Shen Yanzhi waited for a moment and the water on the stove boiled again before he came to the hall.

Ren Yuhuan immediately discovered that Shen Yanzhi came from the back hall, and knew in his heart that he was testing her and Dr. Jiang.

Ren Yuhuan suppressed the worries in his heart and began to concentrate on making tea.

When Shen Yanzhi heard Dr. Jiang's report on the details of the plague in Huanxi Bureau, he immediately said: "Mr. He is already old now. He was infected with the plague this time. Although he has recovered, he is unable to see a doctor again."

"Mr. He asked me to resign, and I agreed. Although according to the qualifications of the Imperial Medical Office, you are not qualified to take over the position of director of the Imperial Medical Office, but you did make a great contribution this time."

"I have specially promoted you to take over the position of supervisor of Imperial Physician He. I hope you will not disappoint me."

Dr. Jiang thanked him for being calm and withdrew from the imperial study.

Shen Yanzhi took the tea from Ren Yuhuan, looked at Ren Yuhuan's fingers and asked, "Your wounds are taken care of very well."

When Ren Yuhuan heard about it, he followed Shen Yanzhi's gaze and remembered the blister from before.

Now there are no traces on my fingers, and they are as white as green onions.

After experiencing the plague, Ren Yuhuan once again felt that Shen Yanzhi's relationship was back with him. Although the interval was not long, there was a sense of vicissitudes of life.

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion and said with a smile: "Yes, His Majesty ordered the servant to go to Dr. Jiang for treatment that day, and the servant went to look for him. This is all due to Dr. Jiang's superb medical skills."

Shen Yanzhi's casual words were his last temptation.

Hearing what Ren Yuhuan said, there was no evasion at all, and he finally said with relief: "You also helped a lot with this plague. Can you tell me what reward I need?"

Upon hearing this, Ren Yuhuan immediately knelt down and said, "It is my blessing to be able to share your Majesty's worries. How can I dare to ask for a reward?"

Shen Yanzhi smiled and said, "So what if you just say one thing?"

Ren Yuhuan also smiled and said: "Since Your Majesty is determined to reward me, please give me the gift to borrow the books in the library."

Shen Yanzhi never thought that Ren Yuhuan would propose such an unattainable reward, so he immediately laughed and said: "You are really not polite!"

Ren Yuhuan looked up at Shen Yanzhi in a playful and coquettish way, but did not dare to make any more moves. He lowered his head and said, "I love reading, but I don't have the chance. If Your Majesty finds it difficult, I will stop reading."

"I allow it. There is no distinction between teaching and learning. If you are willing to learn, why should I stop you?"

Ren Yuhuan was very happy and immediately knelt down to thank him.

Wang Lian on the side looked at Ren Yuhuan and Shen Yanzhi smiling at each other, feeling puzzled.

His Majesty has now opened his mouth and is willing to give rewards. From what he knows about His Majesty, he is actually waiting for Ren Yuhuan to propose to be canonized.

I didn't expect that Ren Yuhuan couldn't see through it. He just asked for a gift of borrowing books. I really felt sorry for Ren Yuhuan's confusion in my heart.

However, he didn't know that Ren Yuhuan could see through Shen Yanzhi's thoughts from Shen Yanzhi's expression.

You must know that Ren Yuhuan often accompanies Shen Yanzhi, and her ability to reflect His Majesty's thoughts is no worse than Wang Lian's.