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Song Wan's expression was faint, she was in a cold sweat, she couldn't breathe, and she was dizzy. She was really uncomfortable, and her front was blurred.

Madam Li was taking her pulse carefully, frowning, a little suspicious, and uncertain, and asked, "Is there any discomfort in your body recently? Is there nausea?"

"Nothing." Song Wan thought for a while, then shook her head.

The doctor Li thought deeply, retracted his hand, stood up and bowed to Ji Huai, and said, "The emperor, the lady is in good health. It may be that the weather is too hot and there is a slight heat stroke."

"The minister prescribes a few medicines, and it will be fine after taking them."

"Go." Ji Huai waved his hand, and Doctor Li resigned.

Ji Huai was standing on the collapsed edge, Song Wan fell asleep and looked at him, struggling to get up again, her tone was weak, "The concubine's body is unsatisfactory, and the emperor is worried."

"Lie down well, will you be able to do it at this time?" Ji Huai walked over, stopped her, and sat on the side of the bed again, lowering his eyes and reprimanding, "You must have a good rest in the palace on a hot day. You always have to talk to me. Go the other way."

Song Wan turned her side slightly, Qianqianyu stretched her hand forward, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and looked at him with water eyes. Just thinking about making some cakes for the emperor to make some cakes and sending them to the emperor, but didn't dare to disturb the emperor, so I just waited outside, how could this happen."

"Not only did it fail to relieve the emperor's worries, but it also hurt the emperor."

As he said, sadness appeared in his eyes, and his weak, boneless hand stretched forward again, hooking his fingers, in a sincere tone, "The emperor must not be too angry with the concubine, and the concubine really knows what is wrong."

"When will I be angry?" Ji Huai looked at his hand, already entangled tightly, and said with helpless laughter, "In this palace, who is better than your concubine by pretending to be pitiful and behaved?"

Song Wan was not embarrassed to be demolished, she moved her body to the side, boldly pillowed on his lap, and said softly, "This special honor, the concubine is absolutely afraid to take it."

"No matter how powerful the concubine is, it is at best the second person."

"Oh? Who is the first person?" Ji Huai raised his eyebrows and put his hands on her head, stroking her hair.

Perhaps it was his actions that gave her confidence, she was bolder in her heart, raised her head slightly, and then reached out to embrace him, "It's the emperor, no one can go over the emperor, the emperor is so tight in all aspects, how can you be a concubine? Compared to it? I can't help myself."

Ji Huai's eyes bend, and she stretches out her hand to pinch the tip of her nose, "The mouth is still so poor,"

"The emperor is still annoyed and moved her hand." Song Wan came over, her face flushed a little, her hands reached out and grabbed Ji Huai's hand that just let go of the tip of her nose, and she complained softly, "The concubine is still uncomfortable. Lianxiangxiyu."

"I don't know where the emperor, who is so concerned about his concubine, has gone."

"Naturally I know it in my heart, otherwise I won't be able to coax my concubine." Ji Huai did not withdraw his hand, and she held it.

After a while, Duke Yuanhai brought a bowl of ginseng soup.

Ji Huai stretched out his hand to lift the bowl and helped her sit up. Qinghe looked at his wife with a shy face, flattered, but did not refuse the emperor's hand to feed her.

"After drinking, wait for two quarters of an hour. If there is nothing wrong, I will send you back to Jingyang Palace. I will find me later, if it is not for business affairs, just come in directly. If I am busy, I will see you when I am busy. Ai Concubine." Ji Huai said, took another spoonful, blew two lightly, and then brought it to her mouth, "I usually look at this bright brain, I don't know how to hide, what are you waiting outside?"

Song Wan took a sip and murmured, "I didn't want to be closer to the emperor. The emperor can see the concubine when he comes out. Who knows that the emperor has talked with the adults for so long, and the concubine does not dare to interrupt, and the cakes are cold. ."

Ji Huai tilted his head and looked at Qinghe, "Where are the cakes your mother made?"

"Back to the emperor, the servant girl will bring it here." Qinghe walked out, and after a while, he brought a tray of taro cake with both hands and gently held it in front of Ji Huai.

"It's cold," Song Wan said.

"It's nothing, it won't affect." Ji Huai squeezed a piece, took a sip, and looked at her. "Ai Concubine waited for two hours. If I don't show her face, it will be too bad for her."

As he spoke, he took another bite, and his brows were slightly twisted, "Today's pastries are a bit too sweet."

Song Wan was slightly startled, with a look of confusion, "I tried a few pieces of concubine, knowing that the emperor doesn't like sweets, so I deliberately put less sugar, it shouldn't be sweet."

When the words fell, I reached out to get a piece to taste.

Ji Huai intercepted her hand halfway and wrapped it in the palm of her hand, with a low voice, "I tasted it, it's the sweetness that Ai Concubine misses me."

Song Wan's face was red and her ears were red, her heartbeat accelerated and her ears became hot.

*

Concubine Xian and Yubi waited outside for a while, seeing the doctor Li entering and leaving, and seeing Father Yunhai entering with soup. They never saw Song Wan come out, nor did they wait for Ji Huai to get angry.

The more he waited, the more aggrieved, the jade concubine was indignant, and his mood was obviously a bit extreme. Seeing this, the concubine Xian found a reason and left directly.

What's the matter with her eagerly waiting outside?

Shame and conspicuous, let Song Wan see the joke!

As soon as the concubine Xian returned to the palace, the maid also brought back news, and Ji Huai personally sent Song Wan back to the palace.

Rao pretended to be calm again, she couldn't sit still now.

What does the emperor mean?

If it is said that staying in Jingyang Palace is for Song Wan to make enemies, then such a troublesome behavior, thinking is not his style of doing things, an idea from the heart is angry, and she quickly denies it.

Nowadays, the saint has only power in his heart and foresight, how can it be possible to favor Song Wan alone?

If she is the only pet, she was clearly partial to her last time.

The other end.

As soon as Ji Huai sent Song Wan back, he wanted to continue dealing with state affairs.

"The emperor doesn't drink a cup of tea, so he will leave, disgusting the tea from his concubine." Song Wan refused to let him go, and she stretched out her hand to hold him, but she didn't have much strength, so she just held it gently. Acting like a baby.

"I love concubine making tea for me?" Ji Huai looked at her pretendingly, but didn't leave immediately, and asked instead.

I just came back now, how can I drink tea?

Song Wan was not guilty, she was quite reasonable, and continued to hold his hand, "The concubine wants to thank the emperor, and the emperor does not give the concubine this opportunity."

"Knowing that the emperor is busy, the concubine is not fooling around, make tea in the evening and wait for the emperor to come up, you have to come."

The last sentence is the point.

Ji Huai turned his head to look at her. The corners of her mouth looked like a smile. Song Wan was seen as guilty of conscience, and she simply pointed out her tone, with a little arrogant tone, "I want to see the emperor and come up."

When Song Wan felt uncomfortable, Ji Huai nodded, "When I finish my work in the evening, I will come over and I will be later."

"The concubine has been waiting for the emperor for many nights." Song Wan didn't wait for him to speak, and continued. "The concubine will make tea and wait for the emperor."

Ji Huai patted her hand gently, "I try to come as early as possible."

Song Wan kissed him, and sent him away with affection in her eyebrows

When Ji Huai left, Qinghe stepped forward to wait on her, covered her with a quilt, and whispered, "When the empress entered the imperial study, the concubine Xian and the concubine were waiting outside, and now the emperor sent the empress back, within a day I'm afraid it will spread all over the palace."

"Niang...."

After the words Qinghe stopped talking, Song Wan felt much better, and said slowly, "Do you think this palace has done a bit too far? The emperor will have ideas?"

Qinghe didn't reply, it was a acquiescence.

The empress rested in the imperial study room for a long time. Today, the emperor was feeding the medicine and holding the empress again. The emperor was busy with government affairs and sent it back personally. If she changed to another empress, he would always decline a little.

Their maidens' ability to act like a baby is getting higher and higher, making them blush when they are alone with the emperor.

"If this palace refuses, the emperor will not do it next time. As time passes, the emperor will not remember this palace. Since the emperor is willing to do it, this palace does not want to refuse. If it refuses, maybe it will be done for someone else next time." Song Wan's eyes darkened a bit too, "I don't want to stay alone in Jingyang Palace."

Qinghe squeezed out a smile, and said quickly, "The emperor loves the mother the most, don't think about it."

Song Wan smiled far-fetched, "If you stay with the emperor for a day, the palace will be happy for a day."

Qinghe didn't know how to comfort him. At this time, Qing Cui trot in, "Niang, the emperor has rewarded a lot of tonics, as well as tribute tea, a lot of things."

Song Wan's eyes flashed, and then the corners of her mouth curled, smiling from the bottom of her heart, and the ending voice was raised, "Put the tea away, boil it in water, and when the emperor comes, our palace will make tea for the emperor."

The author has something to say: Mi'er originally wanted to update before twelve o’clock. Today, I took the time to code a few thousand. I want to go home and upload it a little bit. However, it’s 11:40 when I got home, and I can only finish coding this clip. Even more, a few days ago, it was more than one o'clock in the evening and it was more than two o'clock in the evening. It was very tired, and I was afraid that it would affect the quality. The story still has feelings written for fear of collapse.

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