Chapter 1111 Imitation

Wang Yicheng, the little Chengenhou, was really here to serve Empress Dowager Wang. The little guy was frightened when he learned that Empress Dowager Wang was sick. He even slept at the door of the Cining Palace at night and guarded Empress Dowager Wang for a night.

Now, Empress Dowager Wang is watching the palace maid make decoctions and medicines, and immediately bring them over after boiling them.

Empress Dowager Wang looked at the blue and black under the little guy's nose, and it was fake that he was not moved. In the past two years, he has not raised this child in vain, and he has also raised a love for licking his calf.

"You are still young, so you don't need to serve the Ai family. Go back and study with the fifth prince." Empress Dowager Wang said hoarsely.

Wang Yicheng said: "I have both sued my husband and Your Highness, and what Your Highness wants to come too, is just..."

He looked at Emperor Chu carefully.

Emperor Chu: "..."

Has he become a wicked person?

Emperor Chu coughed, "What the Empress Dowager said, you just think so. You can't serve others at a young age. It's enough to have such filial piety. Both the Queen Mother and I know it."

Wang Yicheng muttered: "It doesn't matter if you and the queen mother know, you just want to see your aunt get better."

Emperor Chu stared at me. He was originally a timid boy, but he became stupid as he raised him. Who did he learn from?

Oh, the upbringing of the next house.

Emperor Chu glanced at Song Xiang with a look of how to teach the child.

Song Zhiyuan: "???"

If the scene wasn't right, I really wanted to complain that you and the Empress Dowager were stuffed over.

"The Empress will be fine, but you are still young. If you should study, study. When you read a good book, you will be the greatest filial piety to the Empress Dowager." Song Zhiyuan looked at Wang Yicheng and said.

I have to listen to the words of Song Xiang.

Wang Yicheng hesitated for a while and said, "I saw that my aunt took the medicine and left."

Queen Mother Wang curled her lips and let the palace maid feed her medicine. The bitterness made her face squeeze together.

After drinking the medicine, she said something to Emperor Chu and the others for so long, and she was so tired that she fell asleep again.

Emperor Chu and others did not dare to disturb him, so they retreated and summoned the Lu doctor to the side palace to ask: "Why did the mother cough up blood?"

The blood-red rays make people frightened.

The doctor of Lu knelt down with sweat on his forehead: "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager's symptoms are urgent and fierce, with liver dryness and spleen deficiency, lung heat and yin deficiency, this..."

"I don't want to listen to your official voice. As long as I see my mother recovering, if it is not cured, you, the doctor, don't think about resigning." The last few words can be said to be a strong threat.

Doctor Lu was full of bitterness and dared not say no. He just crawled on the ground and said, "I will do my best."

Being an imperial physician is like this. It looks very glorious, but in fact, they are all walking on the tightrope. After all, they know many secrets, and it is hard to say whether they can live safely. Being able to resign is even more of a great blessing.

Emperor Chu shook his sleeves and walked out.

Song Zhiyuan looked at Doctor Lu with sympathy, nodded, and followed.

Doctor Lu was tremblingly climbing up from the ground, rubbed the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and sighed.

Emperor Chu looked at the dark sky with his hands behind his back, and felt a little depressed in his chest. He turned his head to look at Song Zhiyuan and said, "I keep talking nonstop, why is this a silence?"

Song Zhiyuan said: "It feels pale if you say anything, so it's better not to say it."

"you!"

Emperor Chu pointed at him, let it go again after a while, sighed, his voice a little depressed and mournful, and said, "I understand that you were worried about the wife's illness that day."

Facing my mother's birth, old age, illness and pain, I feel powerless and heavy, and my heart is like a knife.

Song Zhiyuan was silent, stood with him on the steps, looked at the sky, and said, "The clouds will eventually disperse."
Chapter completed!