"How?" Jiang Bozhou raised his eyebrows. He liked the way Xie Heng was worried about him. Although it is possible to be poisoned again, isn't it because Zihuang is here? The emperor was suspicious, but he couldn't bear to doubt Xie Heng in the slightest.
But the emperor also had a strong desire for control. Jiang Bozhou looked at Xie Heng's profile and suppressed the dark thoughts that came to his mind.
Xie Heng held Jiang Bozhou's wrist and made sure that there was nothing wrong with his body before letting go.
Jiang Bozhou rubbed the residual heat on his wrist, hoping to get more. His eyes were glued to Xie Heng, as if they could be transformed into fire.
The Three Treasures were frightened and frightened by the emperor's thoughts. This kind of unabashed desire is really heart-wrenching. There is probably no other person in the world who can easily bear such gaze.
Sanbao really couldn't understand what was going on with His Majesty's sudden love, which came so suddenly without any warning.
Like being lowered.
Sanbao felt a sudden change in his heart, but according to his eyesight, Doctor Xie was also sincere towards their majesty. He couldn't explain the emotional thing clearly, and he didn't even understand the emotion that could make the dragon and the phoenix of two people fall in love as soon as they met.
Looking at the two of them, they don't seem to have lost their minds. He is an outsider, why does he care? To put it another way, even if he is really demoted, what can he do as a servant who serves others?
Xie Heng didn't feel pressured by Jiang Bozhou's gaze. On the contrary, he enjoyed the gaze. If one day his Zhouzhou stops looking at him like this, he will go crazy.
Xie Heng wrapped the pair of chopsticks with a handkerchief, pinched them gently, and prepared to go back and study them. If the guess is correct, the chopsticks are smeared with Wangchen. As a doctor, Xie Heng is still very interested in this medicine from a hundred years ago.
"What are you doing with this?" Jiang Bozhou was a little unhappy. He looked unkindly at the handkerchief that was exactly the same as the one he had put away, feeling aggrieved.
Xie Heng pretended not to notice and said casually, "I am an imperial physician, this is my duty."
"Is that just that?" Jiang Bozhou was not satisfied with this answer. He grabbed Xie Heng's collar and asked him to lower his head. Their faces were only an inch apart. Jiang Bozhou would definitely be very satisfied if other ministers said this about his duties, but Xie Heng definitely did not fall into this category in his heart.
Xie Heng always likes to tease people, but he refuses to tell the answer that both of them know well, "What do you think, Your Majesty?"
"What do I think?" Jiang Bozhou was also stubborn and had to force Xie Heng to speak.
"I admire Your Majesty. This is my duty." Xie Heng was always the first to give in to such non-principled issues.
Jiang Bozhou was satisfied, "That's pretty much it."
San Bao on the side finally found the right moment, respectfully replaced the new chopsticks, and said at the right time, "Your Majesty, thank the doctor, why don't you change the meal for another table?"
"No, just take away the plate of venison." Xie Heng stopped him.
Fu Sheng heard this and was about to take down the deer meat.
He is a bit naive, but not stupid. Looking at the situation between Your Majesty and Dr. Xie, it's not who you want to listen to. He now seriously suspected that the two of them had had an affair for a long time. Otherwise, as soon as he heard that His Majesty was ill, Doctor Xie would come over on his own initiative and walk so fast on the road that he could not keep up.
Jiang Bozhou's movements did not change and he ordered, "Just put it on the other side."
Xie Heng was a little confused.
"Let's have a meal." Jiang Bozhou did not explain. Zihuang was so simple, so it was best not to hear all these intrigues and intrigues.
He had previously suspected that someone in the palace had been bribed, and planned to avoid Xie Heng's purge; but the secret person still brought poisoned chopsticks during lunch, indicating that the news of his poisoning had not yet spread. As for why he was called an imperial doctor, the person behind the scenes would be able to justify it if he was cautious. Wasn't his impatience a few days ago a perfect reason?
However, if he had known that Zihuang was on duty at Tai Hospital, he would definitely not be so taboo about medical treatment. He would be sure to take care of him first if he got sick every three days.
"Okay." Xie Heng smiled softly and said nothing, and the meal ended smoothly in silence.
"What are your plans next?" Xie Heng asked, holding Jiang Bozhou's waist.
Jiang Bozhou stretched out his hand to touch the light blue and black under Xie Heng's eyes, feeling extremely distressed and said, "You go to rest first, and I will handle the government affairs first."
"Then I'll leave." Xie Heng saluted and made a show of leaving.
"Where do you want to go?" Jiang Bozhou's expression suddenly changed. As soon as the words came out, he felt a little too harsh, and even his voice became gentle, "I mean, the journey out of the palace is long, so why not stay here at Zihuan?" It's here with me."
These words hit Xie Heng's heart, and he straightened up, "Then it's better to obey your orders than to be respectful. Thank you, Your Majesty."
Sanbao on the side just felt sour, these two people are really enough.
"Sanbao, go clean up the side hall and lead Doctor Xie over." Jiang Bozhou spoke completely differently to others and to Xie Heng, as if he was a different person.
"Nuo", Sanbao accepted the order, "Mr. Xie, please come with me." If nothing else, this man must be a master.
Xie Heng touched his nose, side hall, why does it sound so unpleasant? He also knew the reason why Zhouzhou did this. Although he was reluctant, he could only follow Sanbao away step by step, turning back.
Jiang Bozhou's eyes were full of struggle, and he turned his head with difficulty to prevent his impulse from putting Xie Heng in danger.
Fusheng's face trembled slightly, and he became a little stiff. The scene just now was extremely inconsistent. The three father-in-laws looked like the evil mother-in-law who broke up lovers in a painting.
Xie Heng was indeed a little tired when he came to the side hall. His body was not in good shape to begin with. It was freezing cold and he had to work a night shift. After learning that the emperor had an accident, his spirit had been in a state of tension. He lay on the bed fully clothed and soon fell asleep as soon as he relaxed.
At this time, Jiang Bozhou was alone in the imperial study, with no one around to serve him. He approved several folds and felt increasingly irritable. The person who wrote the letter, regardless of his or her official position, always said that this natural disaster was his fault.
Jiang Bozhou dismissed this statement. Is there really a spirit in this day? If there really is a spirit, why did he, a man who was not favored by God, ascend to the throne instead, and why did he not punish him after the natural disaster but let him meet Zihuang?
Emperor! Emperor! If he were truly a son of God's blessing, every emperor would not be a loner.
Jiang Bozhou opened another leaflet, and the content expressed was exactly the same as the previous ones. He slammed the brush on the table with anger in his eyes, what a bunch of waste! If someone could come up with a solution, he wouldn't be so angry.
The emperor before him ignored government affairs when he was old, which caused the entire officialdom to harbor evil and evil. After he ascended the throne, considering the problem of manpower shortage, he only dealt with a group of people who were profiteering, and kept these people who were just messing around. Apart from this, the rest are some old-fashioned and pedantic people who are extremely arrogant. They either claim to be ill and become official, or they hide in the Hanlin Academy and study books.
After the imperial examination last year, he promoted some young talents, but unfortunately they were all very immature and had no practical experience, so he sent them to the local government to gain qualifications.
Anyway, one thing after another, Jiang Bozhou, the emperor, was not very comfortable. Not only that, there were people secretly staring at this position and already reaching out to the dinner table.
"Dark No. 3, go check on Prince Gong; Dark No. 4, go check on the Crown Prince Zhen Guo." Jiang Bozhou tapped the table lightly and gave an order to the air.
"Yes!" A voice came from the rafters.
Every emperor has secret guards who are only loyal to him, and he is no exception. It's just that his situation is a bit special. These secret guards were trained by him when he started laying out the plan when he was a child.
An Yi was sent by him to protect Xie Heng, and An Er was sent to investigate Xie Heng. Jiang Bozhou tore up the information in his hand and placed it on the candlelight. The fire snake suddenly jumped very high.
He smiled mockingly to himself. Zihuang looked very clean at first glance, and he was obviously not from the same world as him. Zihuang could sleep in his side hall without any suspicion, but he kept surveillance in the name of protection.
Will being alone be his final destination?
*
After the hailstorm, the weather in Beijing suddenly became warmer. The ice and snow melt, everything revives, the birds sing and dance, the willows are green and the flowers are red, and there is a vibrant scene everywhere.
"It finally looks like spring." Liu Yun was holding tea in his hand, leaning on the table and dozing lazily.
"Yes." Xie Heng agreed, but there was a little sadness in his eyes. The ice melted too fast and the river overflowed. News came from the local area that several low-lying villages and towns near the river were seriously affected. His family Zhouzhou had been busy for several days. A major disaster will be followed by a major epidemic. The medical treatment in this small world is not yet mature, so Zhouzhou will be busy for a while.
Sometimes he really wished that Zhouzhou could be a true tyrant, instead of carrying the whole world's heart and being stigmatized like he is now.
But this is responsibility, and Xie Heng cannot bear to have thousands of people displaced and killed in the war. He regretted entering the Tai Hospital for convenience. This status still restricted him. If he were a politician, he would be able to help Zhouzhou better.
"How have your majesty been these days?" Liu Yun fiddled with the tea lid and asked casually.
"Same as usual." Xie Heng didn't want to say more.
"That's good." Liu Yun nodded and took a sip of tea. That day, as soon as Xie Heng came back, a eunuch came over and ordered Xie Heng to accompany him by name. He was really worried about this young man. Now it seems that His Majesty is far less scary than the legend said.
The atmosphere in the Imperial Hospital is relatively relaxed, and the imperial doctors are also very leisurely. After their duties are over, they go away in twos and threes.
Xie Heng packed up the scattered herbs before walking towards the emperor's palace.
The sky behind me reflected the red sunset, and a few birds flew across the sky. It was as beautiful as a painting.
It's getting late.
No one blocked the door, Xie Heng pushed the door open and walked in. The person he cared about sat under the lamp and slept with his arms pillowed on his head. The candlelight hit the side of Jiang Bozhou's face, creating a warm scene.
Xie Heng slowed down and stepped forward gently, fearing to disturb the painting.