I hide my concubine in a golden house

Chapter 13 Her Royal Highness is Noble and Kind 2
"I don't like this type of fragrance. Don't use it in Changle Palace in the future. I will send someone a new one... By the way, where is your master?" Su Tian changed the subject.

"Return to Your Highness, the master is resting, and the slave will go pass it on."

Su Tian glanced at the sky: "In broad daylight, your master is free."

She worked hard outside all day, but Quan Yu was at ease in this deep palace, and he hadn't gotten up until the sun was up.

"The master is sick, and has been lying in the house for the past few days, and has not gotten up. His Highness sits down first, and the servant goes to pass the news."

"Wait a minute." Su Tian called out, "He's sick, why didn't I know?"

"It's just the wind and cold. I guess it will be over in a few days, so I didn't disturb His Highness." Qiu Qu said with his eyes downcast.

"Have you seen a doctor?"

Qiu Qu shook his head.

Su Tian understood.

Even if the slaves working in the Eight Phoenix Palace were lazy and slippery, there was no need to mention the fine men in other divisions, they would definitely push things aside if they could.

"I'll go and see him." She rolled up her wide sleeves, turned around and walked quickly to the inner room, but she didn't meet anyone on the way, bypassing the screen, Su Tian opened the bead curtain, and walked straight to the bed.

"Your Highness, this is unreasonable..."

Su Tian waved her hand: "Go to the tea room to warm up a cup of water."

"Yes." Qiu Qu lightly hung up the surrounding bed curtains beside her, then bowed and retreated, went to the outside room, took out a pot of prickly pear from nowhere, and hung it on the wall facing the corridor. outside the window.

The weather is already hot at this time of year, but Quan Juan is still covered with a thin quilt from early spring.

Su Tian stepped on the pedals and looked carefully. She originally thought that Quan Fan's illness was affected by the evil fragrance, but it didn't seem to be the case.

Quan Juan's lips were gray, but one of his cheeks was smudged red, as if he had a fever, his brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were tinged with blue, and he was restless in his sleep.

Looking down at the pale and weak face of the person on the couch, Su Tian sighed, leaned over and tried the temperature between Quan Juan's forehead with the back of her hand, the tentacles were slightly hot.

It was still burning.

Su Tian didn't turn her head back and said to Qiu who came in with the water: "Put the tea down, Jiu Lixiang is in the outer yard, go and ask her to bring my token to the imperial physician, your master is on fire."

After she finished speaking, she moved a small rose chair from the room and sat on the side of the couch, tucking the quilt corner for Quan Yu.

When she moved, the cold fragrance in the quilt brushed her breath, and Su Tian sighed again.

When Quan Ye opened his eyes, what he met was Su Tian's complex gaze - sympathy, sadness and bewilderment, with changeable emotions, complicated and unpredictable.

"Ahem, why is Your Highness here?" Quan Yu sat up from the bed with his hands behind him, allowing the brocade quilt to slide from his body to his waist, revealing a loose and messy black satin underwear, reflecting a well-proportioned neck , the faint blue veins protruding from under the pale skin, showing a different kind of morbid beauty: "I don't know what happened?"

Su Tian suppressed the subtle fluctuations in her heart, and said, "It's fine, let's see if the son-in-law is doing well."

With his eyes closed halfway, Quan Juan uttered a sentence expressionlessly: "Oh, Your Highness is worried, and he is still alive."

"I thought the son-in-law would say it was very good." Su Tian laughed suddenly.

Quan Jue raised his lips slightly, "What is good? To deal with calculations, resist fate, and leave no one behind, if this is good, then I am really good."

"Joke! What does the son-in-law mean...someone harmed you in the Qianqiu Palace?" Su Tian knew that this was a matter, but she refused to admit it.

"His Highness knows how many people's eyes and flesh are thorns in the Changle Palace of His Highness, and how many people are fighting openly and secretly in it."

Su Tian was startled for a moment, she propped her hands on the edge of the bed, raised her head slightly to look at Quan Juan, and said every word, "Yes, I know, you were implicated by my Changle Palace, so what, Quan Juan, you are unlucky , I sympathize with you, but I think you deserve it, you asked for it!"

Being forcibly granted a marriage, she was always angry in her heart.

Hearing this, Quan Juan was not angry, and just said lightly: "Your Highness, don't make jokes."

Su Tian frowned and argued, "But I was forced."

Years of wars caused the displacement of the people on Qianqiu's frontier, and the people were in dire straits. Later, the two countries negotiated a truce to recuperate. For this reason, they proposed a royal marriage. She is the only orthodox royal family of the right age in Qianqiu. What can she do?
Quan Yan chuckled lightly, and said in a cool voice, "Your Majesty is noble and kind, the marriage is for the sake of justice, and I can't help myself. I left my hometown, and I deserve what I deserve when I am targeted. What is the reason for this?"

"That's not what I meant." Su Tian's face changed slightly, and she was also a little annoyed.

What Quan Juan said is correct, no one used a knife to force her to get married, she herself had too many scruples, and she dared not take the initiative to resist, but now she turned all the faults on Quan Juan, which is indeed narrow-minded.

"I..." She moved her lips and was about to explain again, when a notification came from outside.

"Your Highness, the imperial physician has arrived."

"Quickly pass it on." Su Tian swallowed back the words, sat up straight on the chair, and vacated the seat beside the bed.

"The old minister greets His Highness, and the son-in-law." The imperial doctor with a goatee bowed and bowed to the two, as if he came in a hurry, and he was panting when he spoke.

"You don't need to be too polite, the son-in-law is not feeling well, come and take a look."

"Yes, my son-in-law, please stretch out your hand, and let the old minister check your pulse." The imperial physician bowed forward, put down the medicine box in his hand, knelt on the footbed, and signaled Quan Jue to stretch out his wrist.

"Thank you, doctor." Quan Jue stretched out a hand with a cold expression, and put it on the side of the bed.

"Don't dare, the son-in-law's words offend the old minister." Carefully put on Quan Jue's wrist, checked the pulse for a moment, looked at the coating on the tongue and under the eyes, and withdrew his hand.

"How?" Su Tian looked up.

"Your Highness, the son-in-law is suffering from a fever. I think it is caused by the inaccuracy of the environment and the invasion of external evils. The righteousness resists the evils. The conflict between the good and the evils leads to the disharmony between the camp and the guard, and the imbalance of yin and yang in the viscera..."

Su Tian's head grew dizzy when she heard it, and she hurriedly interrupted the imperial physician's explanation of technical terms: "Is it serious?"

The imperial physician shook his head and said, "My son-in-law is not in serious condition. I will be cured within a few days after the minister prescribes the medicine and takes the medicine as it is."

"Okay, go and prescribe the medicine. I will decoct the medicine in the future and send it to Bafeng Hall on time."

"Yes, the old minister has made a note." The imperial doctor replied, and Qian Qiu led him out.

After the imperial doctor went out, there were only two of them, a man and a widow, left in the huge room.

Su Tian didn't relax from the embarrassment just now, she sat there, took a deep breath, and suddenly smelled a clear fragrance slipping through the tip of her nose.

It's this smell again——

(End of this chapter)