: 69. Illness

69. Illness
69. Soothing disease
Under the dark clouds, the things in the darkness of the third day, under the permission of Ye Li, told their partners that they were dark one or two. Ye did not mention whether this matter could tell Mo Xiuzhen. However, after considering the professional ethics mentioned by Wang Hao, the Guardian decided to be a Guardian who obeyed professional ethics. You must know that being abandoned by the master is a shame to be a guardian. Starting from their dark guards who became kings, they were the first and the only ones who needed allegiance were Wang Hao, not the prince. Ye Li is also very satisfied with a few professional ethics, after all, such a martial artist with outstanding ability and ability to trust is not so easy to find. She also doesn't want to waste time trying to find a guard.
Yeli is satisfied with the frequency of going to Black Cloud Peak twice a month. Of course, it is easy to go. Zhuangzi and the people on the mountain under Heiyunfeng called her Chu Gongzi and Chu Junwei. Sometimes I go with dark and dark, sometimes with dark and dark. The four people obviously have a very high interest in the strange training field in the construction, and occasionally they have to fight a lot to follow Ye Zi. Ye Li often knows how to go out and repair ink, but he does not ask where Ye Li is. For his tolerance leaf glass is still very sympathetic, and occasionally shopping with Hua Tianxiang and others will also remember to bring some good snacks and come back to him. However, the relationship between the two seems to have been invisibly alienated in the busyness of Ye Liu. Occasionally, Wei Yanlin’s disapproving eye glaze will also be a little inexplicable guilty conscience, but such guilty conscience will soon be put aside. Because she is very busy, really busy.
Not only must we manage the affairs of the palace, but also our own dowry. The dowry shop is still as tepid as the open business, but in the dark, Ye Zi has extracted almost all of the dowry cash, including the silver that Han Mingyue sent, and purchased some industries. These include two houses and three shops purchased in the name of Chu Junwei in the field, as well as two shops in the capital. These are all invited by Xu Qingze to arrange for people to do it. Although Xu Qingze did not understand what she was going to do, she did not ask anything. In less than half a month, the title deeds of the house and the shop were sent to her hand. From the outsider's point of view, Ye Li seems to be a perfect king, and he handles the things of the palace in an orderly manner every day, and attends various gatherings between the capitalists from time to time. But I don't know, in the dark, I also want to summarize all sorts of news and find some clues available. Therefore, the intrigue between the emperor and the Queen Mother, the power between the ministers and the ministers, and the hidden gossip between the elites and the glazed eyes are watching them slowly flowing in front of their eyes. She also has a deeper understanding of the personnel entanglements in the capital and the situation on the court.
"Wang Hao! Wang Hao! Wang Ye fainted..."
Ye Liu was sitting in the account room and screaming at the books, Qingxia rushed in and screamed.
In the heart of Yeli, he immediately stood up and asked, "What happened?" Qingxia, who has always been calm, is obviously scared. He has a crying voice in his voice: "Wang just returned to the house...Where is Wang Hao going?" The slaves said that Wang Hao was in the account room. Before he even said anything, Wang Ye suddenly spit a lot of blood... Then, then he fainted." Ye Li’s heart trembled, dropped his pen and went out, while walking While asking: "Was the doctor please?" Qingxia said: "Auntie... Auntie and Qinglan have gone. Sapphire will leave a little medical and blue cream in the room to take care of the prince..." Waiting for Qingxia to finish The already existing figure of Yeli has disappeared rapidly in the corner of the corridor.
Back in the yard, the gimmicks of a yard were obviously scared, and I saw that I had forgotten the rituals. Ye Li stepped into the room and turned to the screen to see the ink-stained face lying on the bed like a paper, and the lips stained with dark red blood.
"Wang Hao." The sapphire that was giving the ink to the repair of the ink was whispered.
"How is he?"
Sapphire is somewhat worried: "Wang Ye has suffered a very serious injury. It seems that he has not been well nursed, so his body is actually very weak. Suddenly vomiting blood is also caused by overwork, but...so much blood is spit and I am afraid that it is very unfavorable to Wang... ..." Looking at the sapphire's gaze, a large piece of blood that was not completely dry at the bedside was so horrible that the huge amount of blood almost made Ye Zi scared. "Now... he is fine. ?"
Sapphire shook his head: "The slaves specialize in medical drugs, and there is nothing to do with the situation of the prince. But there should be nothing in the meantime."
Ye Liu took a deep breath and nodded. "I know, you have to see if the doctor has come, and you have to ask the ink manager to come over."
The sapphire and the blue frost went away, and Ye Li sat on the bed and looked at the person lying on the bed silently. I have always heard people say that the king is physically disabled and seriously ill. However, since Ye Zi first saw the ink repair, he has been very healthy. Even when she entered the autumn, she even dyed her for two days, and she did not hear him cough. Therefore, Ye Li has long left the serious illness behind him, only when it is the rumor of the outside people. In the past few months, they seem to meet every day, but Ye Li has only discovered that Mo Xiu is almost a lot thinner than the front end. At this time, the light dark cyan shadow under the closed eyelids is clearly visible.
Ye Li is out of the way, and the person who feels coma in bed feels a little moving and looks up. Just seeing ink repairing slowly open your eyes. The four eyes are opposite, and Ye Liu only feels speechless.
Ink repaired a faint smile, "Ali, what happened?"
For a while, Ye Li looked at him and said: "You just vomited blood."
Ink repaired and smiled: "These two days are a little tired, it doesn't matter."
"Don't worry?!" Ye Li only felt an anger from the bottom of his heart and rushed to his mind. "It doesn't matter if there is any vomiting blood. How much do you think you have so much blood?" Glass is very happy, the light in the fundus is brighter and softer. "It doesn't matter, I am used to it. It is like this as soon as possible. If you pay attention to rest, there will be nothing. Ali, believe me."
Believe you, I am a pig! Yeli glanced at him with no anger, and was shocked by his words. Get used to it, how can I get used to that kind of hematemesis? "You should rest first, wait until the doctor comes."
In a short while, Auntie and Qingyi pulled a doctor and rushed in, and it was the old doctor who was last month without a moon. Seeing the old man who was awake in bed, Mr. Mo Xiu’s old man waved the green and Ajin’s hand slowly:
The old man said that there will be nothing, and you young people are too unstable.
Get up and let the old man let the position out so that he can take the pulse. The old doctor stepped forward and frowned and licked his beard. Yeli asked: "How is the doctor?"
The old doctor shook his head and said: "It's okay, but the prince is better to pay attention to it. It's okay this time, it doesn't mean it will be fine next time."
Ye Liu frowned: "If I remember correctly, the last time the doctor said that Wang Ye's body is very good." The old doctor took a gray eyebrow: "The old man did not say wrong, the body of the prince was really good, but now Obviously very bad." Ye Liu looked at him silently. Is there still someone who is physically healthy every year and is not physically weak? The old doctor continued: "Wang Ye's body is not cold, as long as he enters the winter, he must be careful. But... it should not be so serious now. This time... How long has the prince not taking the medicine? How long has he not rested?"
Under the contempt of Ye Liu, Mo Xiu repaired helplessly. "Your medicine... seems to have no effect." Reaching out a small medicine from the sleeve, ink repair said faintly.
The old man frowned and took the medicine bottle in the hands of ink repair and opened it. He said: "Impossible, it will take less than two months, how can it be invalid?" Ye Lidao: "Doctor, I think what Wang said is that your medicine has no effect on his body."
The old man's face sank, pulling up the ink of the repairing hand again, but this time is obviously longer. For a while, the old doctor just put down the collection and frowned. "I will open a prescription with the prince first. I will not have anything for the time being. I will go back and study the prescription first." Ye Li also knows this kind of thing. If you don't come, you just have to nod. "There is a doctor." The old man nodded and looked at Ye Lidao: "The old man said again, the condition of Wang Ye can't be worked hard. The more you get to the winter, the more careful you should be. Regardless of peace of mind, it will not be so serious now." Ye Liu nodded and said: "I know, the doctor is relieved."
People followed the doctor to get the medicine, and the glass was placed in the ink and repaired, but he had to get up but was pulled from behind. Ye Li looked back at the man who looked at his bed calmly and looked at him. He fell his eyes on his pale and thin hands, and he unconsciously followed him. "What happened? Where else is it uncomfortable?" Shaking his head, smiled and said: "A glass is very busy?"
"Also...just fine." There are some things to deal with in the study, but it is not an emergency. She is only used to dealing with things in her hands.
"So... can Ali stay with me for a while?" Mo Xiu whispered, watching Ye Liu's eyes still mild and not half-stubborn, but Ye Li could not say the words of rejection. Silently sitting back to the bed, watching the man lying in bed, the smile in the eyes is more intense, Ye Liu glanced at the dark red on the ground before he could clean up, worried: "Do you want to sleep for a while?" The repairing and shaking his head, faintly said: "It's a bit cold, I can't sleep." Ye Liu thinks, a lot of people who have lost blood will have a feeling of rushing to a very cold, and people who vomit blood will have this feeling. Unconsciously reaching out and pulling the quilt for him, he asked: "Do you need a charcoal fire?"
It’s not too cold in the winter, but many people’s homes have indeed produced charcoal fires. Many of the dignitaries have prepared a lot of silver charcoal. Because Ye Zi's own body is very good, basically after Xu passed away, he never used charcoal fire in the winter. They have not burned charcoal fire in the room and she did not pay attention to this problem. After all, Mo Xiu is a master of internal strength who is more advanced than her. Ink repaired his head helplessly. "I can't smell the smell of charcoal. Although the special silver charcoal is smokeless and tasteless, but you know what you know now? I am really a waste person in the winter." In the eyes of Mo Xiu, there was a bit of bitterness and sorrow.
Ye Li got up and took another piece of quilt from the cabinet and covered it on the ink repairing body. Then he frowned and asked: "What injury did you have in the first place? How could it be so strange?" Even if the legs are scrapped, even the amputation is also It is possible that there may be occasional hallucinations and pains, but it is not cool to be repaired to ink. When it is winter, the body is weak and it has nothing to do with the legs. There is also the problem of not being able to smoke, it should be the respiratory system or the lungs. Ink repaired: "I didn't know what I was hurting. It was more than a month after I woke up. The body is already like this." The ink-stained expression is faint, as if it were only The statement is general. But such expressions have been seen many times. The comrades who used to be seriously injured and maimed on the battlefield waking up to calm down from the extreme madness is such a dull expression. But it is even more sour than when it is crazy and roaring. Ye Liu didn't know what it would be like when he repaired his first time when he was waking up, but his calm appearance still makes her feel very uncomfortable.
"Okay, then according to the doctor's instructions. Trouble Wang Ye is best to take a break recently. I heard that Wang Ye recently spent more than seven hours in the study every day?" Ye Li raised a brow.
Ink repaired a sigh and sighed softly: "Ali... I will pay attention, but..." Now is not the time to rest. The situation in this half-year hall is more and more weird, and the King’s Palace now seems to be in the hall. Outside, but a little carelessness will fall into the abyss. And as a king, he is responsible for certain responsibilities.
Ye Liu was a little dangerous and gave him a look. He said: "Is there anything you can do and I can't do it? Even so, let me talk about it when I can't really cope with it. Forgive me, let the king of the king. Even if you How to do your best, if you go through ninety-nine steps, but you die in the last step, it is also a failure. So, before you go to the ninety-nine steps, it is best to consider whether you have the right to go first. Hundreds of steps." Mo Xiuzhen was silent for a long while, only to look at Ye Li and laughed out: "A Li is right. Then... I will work hard afterwards."
"I thought I was the king." Ye Liang calmly said.
Ink repaired softly: "Of course, you will always be my Princess."
So Ye Li is more busy, not only the house of the Wangfu but also the foreign affairs. Ink repairs on one side, and the leaves are quick to get started. The style of Ye Li’s resilience is gradually convincing to the management inside and outside the government. The eyes of the ink collectors and Sun Hao, who looked at Ye Liu, were more gratified and respectful. The eyes of the ink collectors and Sun Hao, who looked at Ye Liu, were more gratified and respectful. It’s boring to have a person to rest in bed, and Ye Li has moved from the study to their room in addition to seeing some things. I can chat with Mo Xiu while I am working on the transaction. Any questions can be asked at any time.
Mo Xiuzhen was surprised to find that his Wang Hao was like a book that could never be read. He could never guess how much she would still have, and where is her ability. If another person like this appears next to him, Mo Xiu will definitely feel threatened, and then use various methods to test and even eradicate. But in front of the front side, holding a pen and writing a book, while still separating the woman who is smiling and chatting with herself, he only feels that his cold heart seems to have a faint flame, although he smiles, but let it be in winter. It feels like the warmth and comfort of people who are in the snow and ice. He just wanted to indulge her to do what she was willing to do, quietly watching her occasional faint smile. He knows that one day she will bloom with the brilliance of the world. Pearl will not be dusty forever, and one day she will definitely fly for nine days. And then... he may not be there anymore.
"Wang Ye, Wang Hao. The ink manager said that Dr. He sent the medicine." Sapphire came in and told.
Ye Liu glanced at the bed and went to sleep. The ink repaired the sapphire and nodded to the sapphire. "Please wait for a while in the flower hall." Although it was only a few days, Ye Li also felt the colder the weather. The more unfavorable the body, probably because the drug has been unable to control the condition of the ink repair, even if the spirit of repairing the two days is not better than before.
Into the flower hall, He Dafu and the ink manager rushed up. Ye Zi pendulum: "Doctor, ink manager does not have to be more gifted. Sit down and talk."
After the leaves were seated, the two talents thanked each other and sat down on one side. He Dafu took the prescription and handed it to Ye Lidao: "This is the prescription for the old man to re-adjust these days. Please look at Wang Hao." Ye Li took the prescription and saw that most of the medicine was not for healing or healing. Instead, it is used for detoxification. "He Dafu, how is this going? If this is not mistaken, this is more addictive if it is medicinal." Ye Liu put down the prescription and asked. In the last place of the prescription, A Furong was written. Ye Lu certainly knew what it was and what the consequences would be after using it.
"I didn't expect Wang Hao to be proficient in pharmacology. Wang Hao said that Ai Rong is an excellent analgesic agent, but it will become addictive after a long time. Therefore, the old man has been hesitating whether or not to add it." He Dafu looks dignified Dao, Ye Liu nodded to accept his explanation, "Wang Wang need to look at the painkilling medicine?"
"It is very necessary. The medicines that were previously used only failed because the medicines have been unable to suppress the pain caused by the toxins in the prince. If you do not open some painkillers, the spirit of the prince will be worse and the body will be weaker. There are even May not wait for detoxification ... and Wang Ye's current body can not bear the pain of distance, which will make his old wounds relapse again." He Dafu Shen Sheng, some old faces are full of exhaustion. Obviously he has not been easy in these two days. When I heard the physical condition of ink repair, the face of the ink manager was hard to look at. "Wang Hao, this..."
Ye Liu shook his head and said: "Aphrodite can't be used. You have too much dose. At most, he will become addicted for a month. Addiction is more harmful to the body."
He Dafu's helpless smile, he did not want to go down so much, but it was too clear to be clear. It’s not the personal experience of ordinary people who can’t understand the pain of the poisoning of Wang’s body.
"Why is he okay in the summer?" Ye Liu asked.
He Dafu shook his head and said: "Summer is not a problem, but it is relatively easy. Because Wang Ye is in a cold poison, the summer weather is warm, with the old man prepared to control the cold poison, as long as the time There is no abnormality in taking it with ordinary people. But when the weather is awkward, the cold poison will double up. The blood of Wang Ye’s body is even stagnation. In the first two years, the most serious time may even fall into a long period of drowsiness. Control is ok, but this year I am afraid..."
"What about the weather?" Ye Li indulged for a moment and nodded. "I know. The prescription also asks the doctor to consider it. In addition, the antidote to cold poison?"
He Dafu shook his head and said: "There is no medicine to solve at present. Wang Han's cold poison was caused by Beibei people when he was at the border. At that time, we invited the gods of the world to practice the treatment of the old man, who was diagnosed with cold poison. At the junction of Beibei and Xiling, a snow-capped peak of snow all year round can be said to be a kind of cold mud from the world to the shade of the cold. It is said to be a cold pond in the top of the snow-capped peak. No matter whether the beast falls into it, there is no survival. But there is a flower named "Fire Lotus" growing in the cold pool. Only her lotus seeds can restrain the cold poison of Wang Ye."
He Dafu’s voice has not fallen, and the ink manager’s interface said:
But the fire lotus blossomed once in ten years, and it took fruit in fifteen years. From six years ago, the black cloud ride sent people to lurk in the mountains all the year round, but unfortunately... least It will take two years to wait until the lotus seeds are ripe." The ink manager did not say that even if he got the lotus seeds at that time, he would like to go back to Dachu, whether he wants to go through Beibei or Xiling, and he must want to come back. The price. But no matter what the price, the black cloud ride will definitely get the fire lotus, it will be sent back to Dachu. Even if you fight for the life of the entire black cloud rider.
"There is no other way for the Shen Shen doctor?" Ye Li frowned. The reputation of Shen Shen’s sacredness was heard even when she was in the shackles. It was indeed a doctor who could not even get the emperor. He Dafu said: "Shen Shen medical doctor heard a year ago that the East Island State has a kind of medicinal material named Fengwei, which is very effective for cold poison. At the beginning of this year, he took people to the sea. I am afraid that I will return at the end of December at the earliest. ""
Ye Liu nodded: "I know, then there is a doctor."
He Dafu got up and said goodbye, the ink manager still stayed in the hall, watching the Ye Xiu Xiu eye lock, obviously the mood is very depressed, "Wang Hao..."
Ye Liu looked up and saw the ink manager serious but couldn't cover his worried face. He sighed: "Ink manager, you have worked hard these years." The ink manager shook his head in a fearful way: "Wang Hao said what he said, old slave I only hate that I can't replace Wang Ye with these pains. Wang Ye was in that year..." Looking at the young master who was energetic in the past, it became like this, and the ink manager is so good. Only he is now more worried about this young Wang Hao. Over the past six months, Wang Hao’s performance has been beyond everyone’s expectations. The people of the King's House also really admire this new hostess. The king of the king's palace does not need to pour the country, does not need to be talented, and does not even need long-sleeved dance, only need to be strong enough. But the strong woman is afraid that she can't stand the current situation. This is why Wang Ye has been glaring at his physical condition and they have never been mentioned before Wang Hao.
Ye Liu stood up and smiled: "The ink manager doesn't have to worry too much. As long as people are still alive, there will always be a way. Looking back at the ink manager for me to find some people who are proficient in architecture, I am useful."
The ink manager looked at the figure of Ye Liu slowly walking away, and the dim eyes could not be brightened. This Wang Hao...maybe really different.
"The old slave understood."
When Ye Ye returned to the room, Mo Xiu was already awake. As soon as he entered the door, he clearly saw that the left hand of the ink repairing dew on the outside of the quilt was shaking. But when I saw the arrival of the glaze, I relaxed, and then I recovered the quilt if nothing had happened. Ye Li knows that it is he who has to endure the pain. I couldn’t help but have a sway in the decision to ask Dr. He to withdraw the pain-relieving medicine. But seeing the gentle but firm eyes of ink repair, Ye Li pressed the hesitation in his heart. Ink repair will never like to become a person who must rely on certain drugs to survive.
"Ali, you are back."
Ye Li sat down at the bed. "If you have a pain, you can call it out."
Ink repaired a smile, "Is it painless to call it out? Don't worry, just a little bit of pain. It's just a little annoying to get up and lie in bed all day."
"I won't laugh at you." Ye Lidao.
Ink quietly looked at her quietly, and asked for a long time, "Ali, can you hold you?" Ye Liyi, bowed down and squatted with the quilt to hold the ink repair and smiled: "You I can't get cold now, so I will be there." Inklessly laughed at the low voice, and paused for a while before whispering: "Actually... the pain really can be tolerated. But the cold feeling ...It’s like falling into a cold pool full of ice water, and it’s destined to never get out of it. It’s been used for a long time, but the cold feeling is not used to it. Sometimes ...I don’t even think it hurts. I’m afraid that one day I can’t even feel the pain, only the cold feeling. If that’s the case... Ali, I really don’t know if I can Go on."
"There will not be that kind of thing." Ye Liu glared at him. "Isn't Shen Shen doctor going to the East China Sea to find the phoenix? In the next two years, the fire lotus will also bear. When the cold poison will be solved. Everything will be fine. Can you support it for two more years now?" Mo Xiu nodded and said: "Of course I will wait. Ali, if I don't die, you can never leave me." Are you not afraid?"
"I didn't want to expect you to die before accepting your legacy before I married you." Ye Liu said lightly.
"I will never die, Ali." Ink repaired a hand and grabbed the slender waist of the glass. A glazed glaze, pulling his hand back into the quilt with no expression on his face, "Don't be cold, don't let it go." What promise did she make? But she didn't seem to say anything... Ye Li silently thought in her heart.
As soon as it entered the winter, the king's palace pushed away all the banquets and gatherings including the palace banquet. The reason is that Dingwang is seriously ill as usual. The heart of some floating people was gradually calmed down because of the sight of the king in the summer. After the doctors in the palace came back and forth several times and were unable to do anything, the various remedies in the palace flowed into the king's house, and no one came to disturb. It seems that the King’s Palace has restored the quiet silence of the previous two years.
Of course, there is no such thing as a full visit. For example, Feng Zhiyao is one of them.
"Feng Sangongzi, Wang Hao and Wang Ye invited you to the partial hall." Feng Zhizhi, who was waiting in the study room, asked an eyebrow and asked: "Auntie is sick again? But is he not living with Wang Hao?" How did you move to the partial hall?"
The serious face of the ink manager showed a slight smile, saying: "Thank you for the concern of Feng Gongzi. Wang Ye is still fine these days. In the past few days, Wang Ye and Wang Hao moved to the partial hall to live."
Feng Zhiyao’s face is envious and hateful.
The house is big, it’s good. I want to live in the main hall and live in the main hall. I want to live in the partial hall and live in the partial hall. I’m tired of living and can live in several yards.
Feng Zhiyao's temper, not strange, smiled: "If Feng Gongzi suspects that the house is small, he can say something to Wang Ye. There are two houses in the capital of the palace for the Fenggongzi to live in."
Feng Zhiyao turned a blind eye, "I am free. The house is big and there are many things, and it is annoying."
"Feng Gongzi should be married." The ink manager followed the phoenix.
"Know, your prince has married a good king. This son hasn't played enough yet." Feng Zhiyao waved his hand and said that he would become a relative. His father didn't care about him. The old people in Wangfuli were very enthusiastic. Unfortunately, he can't afford it.
The façade where Yeli and Mo Xiu are located is a single-story building in the south wing of the main courtyard where the two live. Located in the inner courtyard of the main courtyard, there are only two ear rooms less than the main hall. It looks more quiet and elegant. When Feng Zhiyao entered the hall, he could not help but scream. A warm breeze came, and the whole hall was as warm as usual in March and April. Feng Zhiyao knows the physical condition of Mo Xiu, and knows that as long as there is a place where ink repairs may occur, the place where the ink can be repaired will never burn charcoal. But here...
The ink manager followed, and said: "Feng Gongzi, Wang Ye and Wang Hao are waiting for you in the small study."
Feng Zhiyao could not help but look back: "How many study rooms do you have in the palace?"
The ink management team replied earnestly: "There are a library building and a study room in the outer court and the inner court. There is another study room in the main courtyard. There is a study room in this palace. The study room of this partial hall is temporarily set up."
"This son hates the study, and even hates to discuss things in the study." Feng Zhiyao.
"So... go down and ask Wang Hao and Wang Ye to come out?"
"...free. I can't let them come out to see me." Feng Zhiyao waved his hand and shook his fan and swayed.