National Beauty

The guards who reported to the Prince of Chu did not dare to say that the master was mad, only that he was overwhelmed with madness and wanted to see the emperor's uncle.

Zhao Heng immediately ordered Mr. Fu to prepare a car.

Song Jianing worried that the king of Chu was also worried about Feng Zheng, so he got out of bed, while serving Zhao Heng quickly and dressing, while discussing in a low voice, "Master, I will go with you, too. There is something wrong with your majesty. My sister-in-law must have no master. I will go over. How much can I help."

Zhao Heng looked at her and agreed with all his heart.

Song Jianing asked the nurse to take good care of her daughter, and the couple got into the carriage overnight and galloped towards the Chu Palace.

After the king of Chu overturned seven or eight guards, he might be unwell. He suddenly fell forward and fell into a coma again. The guards hurriedly got up and moved the prince back to the inner room. Feng Zheng ordered someone to go to the imperial physician. She sat on the bedside and pulsed her husband. The pulse was disordered, which was indeed a lunacy.

And madness is usually caused by depression and anger, confusion and disturbance of the mind; or stagnation of qi and phlegm, or continuous anger, which hurts the liver and gallbladder.

Feng Zheng clasped her husband’s wrist and recalled his crazy behavior in the yard just now. Only then did he realize that his husband was far from being as calm as he was. He was holding fire in his heart, and he didn’t say anything to anyone. disease.

Now that her husband’s illness has been determined, Feng Zheng quickly calmed down after being panicked and distressed, and told her maidservant: "Take my silver needle." The top priority is to use acupuncture and moxibustion to dissipate the heat in her husband's body, otherwise the anger will continue to accumulate. , The husband’s crazy illness will only get worse.

The big maid was about to leave, and the grandfather Kang looked at the unconscious prince, and couldn't help but reminded in a low voice: "Wang Hao, the little one has already sent someone to get a doctor, I believe it will be there soon." He knew that the prince would be able to heal. , But it’s not a medical officer after all. What if something goes wrong, the prince’s aggravation is one aspect, and the princess is convicted and punished by the emperor? The prince is already sick, and the princess has another accident, and even the master of the house is gone in the huge palace.

"Go." Feng Zheng said without raising his head, his voice was firm and beyond doubt.

The maid glanced at father-in-law Kang and walked away quickly. Father Kang didn't dare to stop again, so he could only pin his hopes on the princess's medical skills.

The Royal Palace of Chu was closer to the imperial palace, and the emperor was the first to learn the news. Therefore, Emperor Xuande, who cared about his eldest son, rushed first, followed by two guards and two imperial doctors on duty. Emperor Xuande stepped into the interior room like an enclave. Feng Zheng just pulled out the last silver needle from King Chu's body. Seeing that Emperor Xuande had come, Feng Zheng was surprised at first, then put the needle away and knelt aside, kowtowing: " Father, the prince’s sudden mania should not be delayed. The ministers dare to give the prince acupuncture, and please forgive the prince."

The eldest son had just vomited blood in the day, and he was crazy again in the middle of the night. Emperor Xuande frowned and looked at the daughter-in-law who was kneeling there. Emperor Xuande did not pursue it for the time being, but walked to the end of the bed and asked the emperor to take the pulse for the eldest son. The Duyuan Envoy of the Taiyuan Hospital walked over with a solemn expression, first observed the expression of King Chu, saw King Chu's face pale, and then called King Chu's pulse condition, it was still disordered, it was a madness.

Envoy Du had a personal relationship with the doctor Feng. Every year, he went to Feng's house to banquet. He knew Feng Zheng long before Feng Zheng got married. He knew that Feng Zheng was good at medicine and had a talent for studying medicine. After carefully asking Feng Zheng about the condition of King Chu and the acupuncture points, the Du Yuan envoy Gongsheng said to Emperor Xuande: "The emperor, the prince has a violent irritation, which caused the disease. Fortunately, the princess gave acupuncture in time to relieve the dryness in the prince's body. Otherwise, The consequences could be disastrous."

When Emperor Xuande heard that his daughter-in-law was meritorious, he first asked her to get up, and then nervously asked, "Will King Chu have another attack?"

The Envoy of Du Yuan groaned and bowed his head and said: "This, the minister dare not make a assertion, and the prince needs to be sober before he can make a final conclusion."

Emperor Xuande's eyes dimmed.

The little **** from outside came in to report, saying that King Shou and Princess Shou were here, Emperor Xuande glanced at the door and nodded.

Zhao Heng and Song Jianing walked over side by side and saluted Emperor Xuande first.

Emperor Xuande was very tired this day, waved his hand and didn't want to say a word.

After Song Jianing stood up, he looked over quietly. The last time she saw Emperor Xuande was in the Beiyuan paddock. Emperor Xuande, who was in his early fifties, went hunting on horseback. He was full of energy. He looked like he was only in his forties. Unexpectedly, Emperor Xuande seemed to be old before he arrived in a month. At the age of five, he stood sideways beside King Chu with a tired face.

She and the prince rushed here when they got the news. The emperor came faster than them, which shows how worried King Chu is.

Song Jianing has been in Beijing for so long, especially when he was married to Queen Shou, he heard a lot of gossip about the emperor. Some said that the emperor murdered the emperor Gaozu, some said that the emperor forced the king of Wu'an to death, and some said that the emperor was defeated in battle with Liao. He is an incompetent emperor, but at least at this moment, the emperor in Song Jianing's eyes is a good father who really loves his son.

She thought so, Zhao Heng was also deeply touched. He really didn't expect that his father would go out of the palace overnight.

"Father, it's late at night, you go back to the palace first, your son, guarding your eldest brother." Zhao Heng sincerely persuaded.

Emperor Xuande did not move, and said to the two daughters-in-law: "You go down and rest, here I and Yuanxiu are guarding, and people will call you when they wake up."

Song Jianing nodded, Feng Zheng hesitated and wanted to stand by her husband, but in the end he retreated to the outside with Song Jianing.

"It's in the middle of the night, and it's also causing my sister to run." The night is as dark as ink, and the room looks dim when the light is on. Feng Zheng held Song Jianing's hand with guilt.

"Family, my sister-in-law, don't be polite to me, just sit down for a while." Song Jianing helped her walk to the red sandalwood chair in the middle, his eyes filled with concern, "Is Cheng brother okay?"

Feng Zheng hummed, "A nurse is coaxing her, she's still asleep."

Song Jianing sat opposite her, held Feng Zheng's cold hand, and whispered softly: "Big Brother Ji Ren has his own natural state, and he will definitely get better."

Looking at her soft face, Feng Zheng held it all alone for most of the night, and now there was finally a believable person. Feng Zheng couldn't help it anymore, and buried Song Jianing's shoulders, covering his mouth and sobbing. Before the prince became ill, she was clearly complaining about her. She was afraid that the prince would ignore her again, and even more afraid that the prince would be madly ill.

She was crying desperately, Song Jianing raised her head, trying not to let the tears fall, she was speechless, only gently patted Feng Zheng on the shoulder.

In the inner room, Emperor Xuande noticed with hindsight that the third child was still standing, patted her side, and told her son to sit over.

Zhao Heng obeyed.

Emperor Xuande has been holding the eldest son's hand since he sat down, and unconsciously touched the back of the eldest son's hand. He was silent for a long while, and he quietly said: "You said, four of you brothers, I love your eldest brother the most. He is my eldest son. A son who grew up peacefully, looks like me and has learned a lot of kung fu. Back then, the Liao State sent envoys to provoke him. The Liao people have superb martial arts. All the guards I sent on the field lost. It was your eldest brother. , Three strokes make the opponent unable to get up..."

Thinking of the scene where the eldest son wins glory for him, Emperor Xuande smiled and squeezed the eldest son's hand.

Zhao Heng did not answer, but listened quietly.

Emperor Xuande smiled, his expression sad: "But your eldest brother is too straightforward to understand... His illness was caused by me."

How ridiculous, he was all about planning for his son, but in the end his son complained that he was mad.

"Father!"

Zhao Heng threw himself down on his knees, and said in pain: "Father is painstakingly, one day, eldest brother..."

Emperor Xuande stretched out his hand to press on his son's shoulder, and said with a wry smile: "If he can understand my painstaking efforts, he won't be sick today."

Zhao Heng's straight back lowered, he could see his brother's heart knot, how could his father fail to guess it?

Emperor Xuande turned his eyes to the head of the third child, remembering his son's "father and emperor's painstaking effort" just now, and finally his chest felt a little more comfortable. He has done so much. If all four sons blame him, then he will be busy. Fortunately, the four brothers are the silly boss. Instead of kissing his father, he is partial to his uncle.

The sky gradually dawned. Because the eldest son fell ill, Emperor Xuande left his dynasty a day earlier. The courtiers in front of the hall were all sighing. They knew that the emperor loved the eldest prince Chu, but today they discovered that the love had penetrated into their bones.

The Palace of the King of Chu.

The room was silent, King Chu woke up leisurely, opened his eyes, saw a figure sitting next to the bed, suddenly jumped up, and stretched out his hand to push. Emperor Xuande was getting older and stayed all night. He was dozing with his head drooping, but Zhao Heng was awake. When he saw his elder brother was mad, he immediately rushed to hug his elder brother tightly, shouting eldest brother continuously, trying to calm him down. .

King Chu refused to listen, twisted and kicked, struggling hard.

Zhao Heng was not as strong as him, but Sheng Zai seized the opportunity and pressed the King of Chu on the bed. Duke Kang's little eunuchs also rushed over and pressed the King of Chu together. Emperor Xuande had already retreated a few steps away, seeing the eldest son, who was rising in bed and struggling frantically with a red face, was shocked and painful, completely forgot to react.

"Rope!" Zhao Heng turned his head and ordered, but was distracted for a moment, unexpectedly King Chu threw a fist and hit him in the face.

"Master!" Song Jianing exclaimed.

Zhao Heng didn't hear him, he clasped his brother's iron arm again, and lowered his head, his nosebleeds fell. The mad King Chu had never seen blood. He was stunned for a moment. Zhao Heng took the opportunity to cut his elder brother's arm back and pushed him on the bed. He and the three eunuchs were pressed on him, and he could no longer move.

Soon, the king of Chu was tied to a pillar with a chair, staring and yelling with a horrible appearance, and no one would listen. The kitchen boiled the medicine, and the imperial doctor wanted to feed the king of Chu. The king of Chu knocked over the medicine bowl with his head. Zhao Heng held his brother’s head with his own hands. pole.

"Get the medicine, I'll feed it." Emperor Xuande said solemnly.

King Chu stared at him fiercely.

"Father, let me try it." Feng Zheng walked over haggardly, his eyes flushed.

Emperor Xuande looked at his daughter-in-law.

Feng Zheng looked at the emperor pleadingly, tears still flashing in his eyes. Emperor Xuande suddenly thought of his women. When men are fragile, it seems that women's comfort is more appropriate.

Emperor Xuande nodded.

Feng Zheng took the medicine bowl brought by the little eunuch, and glanced over the people guarding him, and found that the prince was full of guard against everyone, as if everyone was his enemy. Feng Zheng continued to plead: "Father, the prince is now He doesn't remember people, he doesn't know that the emperor and the third highness are here to care about him. The more people there are, the more disturbed he is...

As if to confirm her words, the tied King Chu shouted at Emperor Xuande again.

Emperor Xuande had no choice but to go out first. Zhao Heng wanted to stay to help and press the head of King Chu. Feng Zheng shook his head slightly. Zhao Heng understood that his sister-in-law was betting. He won the elder brother and took medicine obediently. If he lost, his sister-in-law might be injured.

"Thank you sister-in-law," Zhao Heng solemnly said.

Seeing that half of his face was swollen by his husband, Feng Zheng bowed his knees and saluted. Zhao Heng looked at his wife, Song Jianing walked quickly to him, and the couple left the house side by side.

In the inner room, only King Chu and his wife were left, and King Chu's eyes were bloodshot, staring at the woman on the opposite side violently.

No one disturbed, Feng Zheng looked at his husband with a medicine bowl. He had a disheveled head and exuded a description of hideousness, but she remembered her husband's neat and majestic hair crown. He was a majestic prince outside. When he came to her, his face was as thick as a city wall, yes. She is very nice, and he is willing to listen to what she says.

Feng Zheng didn't believe that her husband had forgotten her.

Putting down the medicine bowl, Feng Zheng walked towards the King of Chu step by step. The closer he got, the more fierce Chu King would earn. His burly body tightened the rope that bound him, and his angry resisting roar was shocked. The emperor Xuande and others frowned. Only Feng Zheng was undaunted, and slowly stopped opposite the Chu King. Then, she smiled at Chu King with tears falling in her eyes, but the corners of her mouth raised, her brows stretched, and a soft and moving smile.

King Chu suddenly stopped earning and looked at her in confusion.

"Master, I remember that the night we got married, you hugged me and said, saying that you like me the most and laughing, saying that you will never forget the way I laugh when sitting in a carriage." Feng Zheng said softly, while slowly Taking a step closer to the ground, thinking of the embarrassment, shyness and unexpected sweetness of the bridal chamber, Feng Zheng couldn't help but squat down, put his hands on King Chu’s knees, raised his head, and asked him expectantly: "Master, I laugh like this, do you still like to watch it? ?"

King Chu did not see her smiling, his eyes slowly moved down with the tears welling up in her eyes, this tear was gone, and a new one came out. He looked at it, and his face suddenly felt a little itchy, King Chu He lowered his eyes, but still couldn't see what was on his face. He wanted to get angry, and suddenly a cold hand stretched out and touched his face lightly.

King Chu looked over again.

"The prince does not cry, I will always be with you. I will boil medicine for the prince, and the prince will definitely get better." Feng Zheng wiped his tears, and then gently pushed the messy hair in front of the prince away, revealing the man's recovery A fair and handsome face. But King Chu remained motionless, letting her play with his hair, and he just stared at her intently.

Her husband was willing to accept her. Hope appeared in Feng Zheng's heart. He brought the medicine bowl and saw him frown. Feng Zheng took a sip first and then coaxed him: "It's not bitter at all. Don't believe in the lord, try?"

King Chu looked at her rosy lips, then at the porcelain spoon, and nodded slowly.

Feng Zheng was overjoyed, leaning forward, trying to control his shaking hands, and carefully fed him a mouthful.

With the first sip, there was the second sip. When the king of Chu didn't want to drink it, Feng Zheng coaxed softly, making the king of Chu drink a full bowl.

After feeding the medicine, Feng Zheng helped her husband wipe the corners of her mouth. When she stopped, she said in a low voice: "The prince is sick, I will take Brother Sheng to come back to honor you."

Now, she just wants to reunite as a family, and she doesn't have to ask anyone for anything anymore.