In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Wanxi was awakened by the sharp clapping on the door. She was sleepy and suddenly woke up. It was cool on the other side of the bed. Where was the figure of a man.
"Dr. Zhao, the empress is not well. Let me invite Dr. Zhao to have a look."
Zhao Wanxi doesn't have the mind to figure out where the seventh Prince is going now. Does the queen come to invite her if she is not well? Is the Imperial Palace closing?
Although she was puzzled, Zhao Wanxi opened the door with a smile and said politely, "girl, I must know that I went to the palace because of the illness of the Empress Dowager. The empress is unwell. She should ask for a doctor. She really doesn't dare to teach others."
"Doctor Zhao, I'm also under orders. Please don't embarrass me. As for the empress dowager, the Empress Dowager has already asked me to say hello."
The maid stood at the door and waited, but Zhao Wanxi had no choice -
"in that case, I'll settle my son first."
She walked slowly to the bed. When she was holding lin'er, she saw a silver light under the pillow. It was a short dagger used to cut Leng Jun's flesh that day.
Quietly, Zhao Wanxi hides the dagger in her sleeve. She always feels that it's unusual for the empress to call her suddenly. It's always right to take self-defense.
At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the fragrance is not exhausted. There are two green stone paths, with mottled trees and flowing water.
Weiyang palace, Zhao Wanxi in the palace under the guidance of the people, along the corridor, into the Queen's bedroom.
The empress reclined on the bed, dressed in a rose red dress with the pattern of peony blossoms, and the slender Dankou was particularly dazzling.
Zhao Wanxi's eyes narrowed slightly and crossed an imperceptible fine awn. No patient was dressed up and lying on the bed. The empress was clearly not sick and pretended to be sick.
"Empress, Mrs. Zhao has brought it."
The tip of the empress's eyebrows was tinged with a faint coolness: "everyone else, step back!"
Zhao Wanxi said respectfully, "I don't know what minnu can do for the empress."
"I feel dizzy these days. What's wrong with doctor Zhao's pulse?"
The empress spoke lazily and slowly stretched out her white wrist. Zhao Wanxi stretched her finger forward and gently explored it. From a close distance, she heard the empress's ethereal voice: "it's said that doctor Zhao and Princess Yun are close. Last night she went to visit..."
Zhao Wanxi was shocked. Last night she went to yunshang palace and did something very hidden. The people in Cixin palace certainly didn't know about it. Only a few maidservants in yunshang palace had seen her. Did they Among them, the Queen's empress is placed in the eye liner beside the cloud princess?
"Tell the empress that Princess Yun didn't feel well a few days ago. I heard that minnu had a folk prescription here, so I gave up the prescription and gave it to her. Let the people in Taiyi mansion see it. If it's suitable, I'll take it for a while."
When she spoke, she could feel the Queen's eyes staring at her all the time. Obviously, she didn't want to miss any slight change of expression on her face. Zhao Wanxi's mouth was filled with a smile, calm and free --
"the Queen's pulse is stable, and her body is not in any serious trouble."
Hearing this, the empress suddenly burst out laughing: "doctor Zhao, I'm afraid she doesn't know something. Shortly after you left, Princess Yun left yunshang palace. Someone saw her go to the back mountain to have a private meeting with men."