The apex pet of the sick lady

Chapter 170 Gentle and Merry Regent VS Puppet Little Emperor (9)

Fable used to pick the herbs, "Go back."

Xiang Chen thought about taking some herbal medicine to relieve the pain first, so as not to be unable to bear it and delay the trip.

No one in this team is on their side.

If he dragged his feet, he would inevitably be looked down upon by them even more.

Especially since Wei Fangyao was also in the team, he might use this incident as an excuse.

So Xiang Chen didn't dare to show even the slightest fragility.

Back to the team, the other guards took the prey to the fire.

Coming down from the mountain, Xiang Chen's pale face was almost transparent, his footsteps were sloppy, and a few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Fable let him get into the carriage first.

Finally, Fable and Cao Wei stood beside the carriage.

Cao Wei is very respectful to the regent, although the regent is not showy, but he has never lost the wind in the confrontation with Wei Zi.

Wei Zi, who is now in charge of the emperor's power, can't even gather the power on the surface of the regent.

It means that the power revealed by the regent is only the tip of the iceberg, and what he has not revealed is unfathomable.

"My lord, the next step is to..." Cao Wei asked tentatively.

Fable knew his concerns, and said empathetically, "Jian Shou Cao, don't worry, the news of my king's departure from the capital has already been sent to the queen mother. Next, this king will go to Huai'an with you."

"This..." Cao Wei hesitated, wondering if he should report this matter to Wei Zi alone.

Fable: "Cao Jianshou doesn't have to pay too much attention to the fact that he met the king. The king's trip to Huai'an alone is just for fun, and it's just a way to go with you."

What he said made Cao Wei feel relieved.

"Then the official will not specifically order the guards to entertain the prince."

"It's okay, Supervisor Cao, let's go get busy."

Cao Wei nodded and left too.

Fable tilted his head and watched him leave with a smile. The orange fire light shone on his clear and jade-like eyes.

Xiang Chen heard the voices outside disappear, opened the car curtain, and leaned his face to the narrow window, "Your Highness is going to Huai'an, did you really tell the Queen Mother about it? So she won't blame Cao Jianshou for not reporting it later."

Fable smiled slightly, opened the sedan chair curtain and got into the carriage, his tone was always soft-spoken, but the words he said were always filled with calm arrogance, "This king wants to leave, this world can't control me, let alone a Wei Zi?"

This is the first time Fable has expressed his indifference to Wei Zi so openly.

Xiang Chen didn't speak.

Afterwards, the imperial physician also came, but before seeing Xiang Chen, he was sent away by Fable.

Xiang Chen looked puzzled, "What does the Prince Regent mean?"

His physical condition is still very poor, but it hasn't gotten worse after such a long time. It's uncomfortable, but it's bearable.

Fable looked at Xiang Chen's pale face without a trace of blood, sighed slightly, approached Xiang Chen, squatted down in front of him, and stretched out a hand towards him.

The palms are facing up, slender and white, with well-proportioned and delicate joints, as beautiful as a work of art.

The regent was obviously extremely casual, yet he gave off an air of sophistication that even his hair was charming.

"Your Majesty, I can also treat you."

Xiang Chen was slightly taken aback.

This was the first time he heard the regent calling himself a minister in front of him, and it was probably also the first time he called himself a minister.

Xiang Chen thought about it carefully, whether it was in front of the first emperor or in front of Wei Zi.

He never claimed to be so.

Xiang Chen didn't understand the meaning of his words, pursed the corner of his lower lip, and passed his hand over.

Fable supported the back of Xiang Chen's hand with one hand, and felt his pulse with the other hand.

There was a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips, and when it was placed on Xiangchen's tender skin, the warm and cool temperature touched the skin, causing it to slightly itch.

Xiang Chen resisted the urge to withdraw his hand.

The atmosphere in the carriage was a little quiet, and Xiangchen felt uncomfortable for no reason.

Looking for something to say: "I have never heard that the regent will be a doctor."

In my heart, I feel that the time to feel the pulse is too long.

Xiang Chen gave an explanation in his mind, maybe the regent only had a little understanding of medical skills, not proficient in it.

Fable raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Before I met the former emperor, I was just an ordinary barefoot doctor."

"...So that's the case." Xiang Chen had nothing to say.

The presence of another person's temperature on the wrist is very strong, and Xiang Chen, who has never been close to people, is not used to it.

When he was about to reach the critical point of his endurance, Fable withdrew his hand and cut the time exactly.

Fable put down Xiangchen's sleeves very smoothly, and then lowered his head to straighten his clothes, "Your Majesty's stomach is a problem. I went to the mountain to find some herbs, and I will come back later to make medicine for Your Majesty."

Compared to the imperial physician who didn't know the basics, Xiang Chen decided to believe in fables. He touched his wrist, and it seemed that there was still a temperature that didn't belong to him. "Then thank the regent."

"Call the minister to the uncle." Fable raised his eyes, his eyes were gentle.

Xiang Chen was stunned.

"Don't you want to?" Fable stared at him, his eyes locked his face like a soft and fine net, "Your Majesty called it that way when he was a child."

The fable was 20 years old when he became the regent, and Xiang Chen was only six years old at that time, and he always called him emperor uncle obediently.

Xiang Chen recalled those scenes in the past.

As a child, I was extraordinarily well-behaved in front of the regent, and would call him uncle emperor in a soft voice, and was even hugged by him.

Look at his face that doesn't seem to grow old.

Xiangchen didn't know why he felt a little uncomfortable, but he remembered something, and he slightly curved his lips in a gentle arc, and the boy's voice was clear and clear, "Uncle Huang."

After he was raised by Wei Zi, he had less contact with the first emperor and the regent, and almost never met each other.

Since I can use my previous friendship now, why not?
Fable smiled and got off the carriage.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Guang brought in a plate of barbecue and a bowl of thick soup.

He put the folded table in the middle of the carriage and put the food on it.

The plate of barbecue exudes a strong aroma, without a lot of seasoning, it looks much lighter than the usual barbecue, and the meat is fresh and tender.

And that bowl of soup is thick white in color, and the smell of fresh fragrance wafts out, which is also light.

Xiao Guang knelt down opposite Xiang Chen, offering the spoon with both hands, "Your Majesty, these are made by the regent, let the slaves bring them to you."

Xiang Chen was a little surprised, "Uncle Emperor?"

Xiaoguang was stunned for a moment because of this title, he had never heard His Majesty call the Empress Dowager the Empress Dowager.

"Yes, when the regent leaves, put these on the fire and tell the servants that time is enough, and bring them to His Majesty."

Xiang Chen took the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup and drank it. It tasted delicious but not greasy, even more delicious than that made by the palace.

He was thoughtful, thinking of other things.

The regent's attitude towards him is very friendly now, perhaps it is not a risky thing to find him to cooperate.

After the meal, Cao Wei came over to report that the convoy was resting here tonight and that they would not be on their way. They had just rested for a while before.

Xiao Guang beamed with joy, "That's great, Your Majesty has a good rest tonight. In the past few days, the slave is worried that His Majesty's body will not be able to bear it."

After the meal, Xiang Chen's complexion looked much better, although his complexion was still pale, but his brows and eyes regained some brilliance, and he let out a "huh".

(End of this chapter)