the bright yellow dragon pattern xiangyun bed tent was tightly closed, and a bone-sharp hand hung outside the tent, pale by the dim candle flame. the wrist is covered with a blue jinpa, and the tai doctor's two fingers are together, and the fingertips are pressed against the wrist across the pad, concentrating on the pulse.
yan yi did not expect that the dragon with great supernatural powers would be as sick as a mortal, he returned from the imperial study, listened to xiao dezi say that han gongzi had not eaten all day, and he could not call, and hurried into the side hall, and found xuan long sleeping on the bed, his body was so hot that he could not wake up no matter what.
in a hurry, he had to pass on the doctor.
seeing that zonghua had not moved for a long time, yan yi hung his heart and said, "how?" ......"
"this man's vein... it's weird. "zong pictorial furrowed his brows.
yan iris: "how strange?" "
zong hua pondered, "it's not the same as ordinary people." "
yan yi frowned slightly, "he is not a human, he is a dragon."
"dragons? zonghua was stunned. before, i was curious about how yan iris had obtained the dragon scales, but he never expected that he would actually get the dragon into the palace.
"hmm." yan yi didn't bother to explain to him, anxiously.
"you can't help it?"
zong hua took a few steps back, looked down and prostrated his head, "if you go back to the emperor, the medical skills of the subjects are limited, and they can only heal people, not dragons." "
yan yi pondered for a moment: "he burned so badly, you go and prescribe some antipyretic medicine." "
"i don't know if it's useful..."
"that's all there is to it." zonghua nodded.
yan yi waved his hand and signaled him to go down, and zong hua lifted the medicine box and said.
"the emperor can wipe his forehead with a damp cloth soaked in cold water to reduce heat, and wipe his body with cold water every other hour, which should have some effect."
yan yi immediately ordered the palace people outside the palace to bring cold water in, and then opened a small piece of bed tent, sat down on the edge of the bed, and held xuan long's cold hand.
zong hua looked at the figure of yan yi, wanted to say something and stopped, and finally did not say anything, slowly turned around and left.
although the vein of the xuanlong was different from that of the human race, he vaguely sensed two pulses from that vein, one large and one small. press fluently, sleek as smooth as pressing a ball... isn't it just a happy pulse?
it should be wrong... the dragon was a man, and besides, both pulses were so weak that if they were placed on the terrans, they would be one corpse and two lives.
before he was determined, he dared to speak falsely, and if he was not careful, he was guilty of deception.
xiao dezi quickly sent a basin of water in. yan yi did not want to ask others to touch xuan long, so he withdrew from the palace, rolled up his sleeves and wet the water with a white cloth, and twisted off the excess water to cover xuan long's forehead.
the wet cloth that was pasted on was not long before it was warmed by xuanlong's hot body temperature, and yan iris had to repeatedly cold the veil, lift the quilt by the way, and use another piece of cloth to clean up the dirt between xuanlong's legs.
that was what huan hao left this morning, he learned that ning zhiyu had an accident and threw down xuan long and left, at that moment xuan long seemed to say that there was something he wanted to ask him, yan yi didn't have time to listen, and when xuan long woke up, he must ask him what was going on.
the method of cooling down with cold water by the terrans seemed useless to xuan long, and yan yi could only hope for antipyretic medicines, and after half an hour, the palace people fried the medicine caught by the tai hospital and brought in.
xuan long's lips were pursed, his teeth were closed, how could not be fed, even if he forcibly pried open and did not swallow, yan yu estimated that xuan long was afraid of suffering, did not show it when he was awake, and did not hide it when he fell asleep.
there was no way, yan yi had to endure the bitterness to drink the medicine into it, cover xuan long's lips, use his tongue to break his teeth, and cross the medicine into it.
in the past, xuan long would occasionally have weak moments, but he had never been able to sleep for as long as he did now, and for the first time, yan yi realized that this dragon was not as strong as he thought, he would be in pain, and he would be as sick as the human race.
而且是皇宫中最上等的药都医不好的病。
after the soup medicine was poured down, xuan long suddenly had a reaction, his body curled up slightly, his hands were deeply embedded in his abdomen, as if it was very painful inside, a low whimpering came from his throat, his teeth were constantly trembling, and cold sweat came out of his forehead.
frightened, yan yi was worried that he would hurt himself, and instinctively pulled xuan long's hands away from his abdomen: "apo..."
"apo... don't scare me. "
xuan long was in a coma, completely unconscious behavior, yan yi intuitively felt that he should not let him do this, and he lay down in a panic and imprisoned his body tightly in his arms with his arms.
"apo... apo..."
except for calling him by name, yan yi didn't know what to do. for the first time, he found that the boundary between himself and xuan long was so far away, and his understanding of him was also very small, so little that he could not even detect xuan long's illness, let alone why he was sick, and although he knew later, he was still helpless, and he did not even know how to alleviate his pain.
yan yi was afraid that he would not be able to sleep like this, and the kiss fell on xuan long's sweaty forehead, trying to give him strength in this way.
"apo, xiao dezi said that you have slept all day, you don't sleep, you open your eyes to see if i am okay?" ......"
the man in his arms gradually quieted down, his long eyelashes hanging down, delicate like a lifeless doll.
seeing that he didn't care about himself, yan yi gave in and said, "i know, you should be tired, then you should rest well, i will accompany you." "
"then you must wake up tomorrow, okay?" ......"
"i've never seen you sick, and you suddenly became like this, which really scared me..."
yan iris did not close his eyes until midnight, and when he opened his eyes the next day, xuan long was still sleeping, the high fever on his body not only did not recede, but even had a tendency to become more and more intense, and his whole body was like a furnace, and yan iris was awakened by raw heat.
if this body temperature had appeared on the human race, i am afraid that it would have been burned silly long ago, and yan iris would not even have the heart to go up to the early dynasty, and continued to ask people to send cold water to cool down the xuanlong. last night, i saw xuanlong drink the antipyretic medicine after the stomach hurt, it is estimated that the medicine is harmful to xuanlong, yan iris did not dare to give him a drink.
with such a rough method, i don't know when it will take effect, but there is no way, only to survive, and there is no other way.
xuan long's illness was for ten whole days, and the qiankun palace became a pot of porridge. when the government was backlogged, yan yi had to restore the early dynasty on the third day of his coma, and every day except for one or two hours of the upper dynasty, he stayed at the side of xuanlong's bed all day, not leaving the qiankun palace.
the luan fengdian had sent several palace people to deliver snacks to yan yi, but they were all blocked out under the pretext of being busy with the government. rumors of the empress's fall from favor gradually appeared in the palace, saying that the emperor brought back a man who fell in love with the country when he left the palace some time ago, raised in the qiankun palace, and was fascinated, so naturally he did not have the heart to take care of the empress.
as for the promise of one or two people in that lifetime, when the love is strong, it may be true, and when the love is weakened, it will not be counted. ordinary men still have three wives and four concubines, let alone the king of a country.
the queen's sick body could not even have intercourse, and sooner or later she lost her heart.
the palace lady in charge of the luan feng hall indignantly repeated those rumors to ning zhiyu, and ning zhiyu listened, and the smile on the corner of her lips remained unchanged:
"did they say that..."
the palace maid looked at ning zhiyu's bloodless face, and her eyes were wet and hot: "yes, this rumor does not know where it started, the slave maid just returned from the qiankun palace, when passing by the cold palace, she heard the eunuchs and palace maids inside chewing on the root of their tongues, and the slave maid couldn't listen to it, so she went in and cleaned them up fiercely." "
ning zhiyu laughed, "why are you so depressed... what is true is true, what is false is false, and it will not become true because there are many people who have heard it. "
"didn't i say, don't you want to bully others?"
"where is the slave bullying?" the palace maid was aggrieved.
"it is clear that those dog slaves saw that the queen lady was downcast and could not wait to step on the back, saying a few bad words about you as if they had won ten thousand taels of gold." if you really have such a day, you may not be bullied into what it will be like. "
"you are so soft in nature, even if you hear those people criticize you, i am afraid that i will not punish them... the slave maid could only be tougher, telling them to know that the empress dowager was not a good bully, and luan fengdian was not a good bully. "
"i say one sentence, you top ten... cough cough cough... cough..." ning zhiyu's eyes were helpless, he covered his lips and coughed, his breath was unstable: "usually, i really spoil you..."
"the empress..."
this cough coughed out a lot of blood, flowing down the back of the snow-white hand on the quilt, and the palace maid took out the veil with red eyes and held ning zhiyu's hand to wipe away the blood for him. in fact, it is not strange to see it for a long time, but every day i see such a good person suffering from illness, and i am very distressed.
ning zhiyu's gaze fell into the air, and the light in his dark eyes was faint, like the last bit of fire that was about to burn out, he smiled.
"actually, they said... nor is it entirely false. "
"once upon a time, i was eager to see me every day and pestered me. now i asked someone to look at him with a snack, in a vain attempt to get a few words of self-understanding from him, but he was unwilling to give it to me. "
"in fact, there are many things, why should others say it?"
"i know best..."
the palace maid grabbed his hand and said hoarsely, "empress niangniang... don't say so, the emperor is just too busy, and when he is empty, he will come to accompany you. "
"the emperor cares about you the most."
ning zhiyu shook his head, and his voice was gentle.
"no need to comfort me, i'm not an idiot."
"they're right... how can a sick body retain the king's heart? "
"i've got enough. at least he once loved me... meeting him is the only blessing in my life. maybe i am blessed with a thin blessing, and my blessing is only a little, and i have not experienced it much, and there is no more. "
"what can't be demanded... in the end, it cannot be forced..."
the palace lady xiumei's face shed tears, and she intuitively felt that if the emperor really stopped loving the empress, then ning zhiyu would die. without enough love, people who are not strong enough will wither like autumn leaves.
"no, no, the slave will go to the emperor tomorrow and ask him to come to see you."
"don't go." ning zhiyu said softly.
"man should live with dignity, so that even if one day i am not with him... it can also leave a good impression on his mind. "
the palace maid heard the words and cried, ning zhiyu was so annoyed that she didn't bother to chase her, and the back of her head leaned on the bed frame and closed her eyes.
moments later, he suddenly heard a strange male voice ringing in his head.
"do you want to make him love you alone forever?" ......"