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After Shi Anran recovered from her injuries, she went back to work beside the emperor. Because of what happened last time, the emperor had obviously not doted on her like before. But Shi Anran didn't care too much about it. It was just a matter of time before she would have the chance to regain the trust of the Emperor.

On this day, the Emperor, as usual, was in her study, reading a paper, and occasionally coughing a few times. If she had heard that the emperor was sick, Shi Anran would have no choice but to continuously pour tea for them.

But slowly, this cough became more and more serious. The emperor suddenly clutched his chest and began to cough violently, as if he was about to pass out from anger. Seeing the handkerchief in the emperor's hand stained with blood, Shi Anran was immediately frightened, "Your majesty, Anran will call the imperial physician!"

"No need!" The emperor drank some hot tea to ease himself, then closed his eyes and said indifferently, "It's just an old problem with cough. Go get the Pills of Pure Heart from my table."

"Yes." Shi Anran's gaze fell on a small porcelain bottle, picked it up and folded it back. "Is this what your majesty is talking about?"

The Emperor nodded slightly and took out two pills to consume. Only after a long time did his expression improve slightly.

"Don't spread this news!"

Hearing that, Shi Anran lowered her eyes and said sternly: "Anran doesn't dare!" Looking at the tired-looking, middle-aged man in front of him, who had lost his status as an overlord, he was just an ordinary father. But his son was plotting against him one by one. It was probably quite laughable.

Seeing that the emperor had fallen asleep on her soft bed, Shi Anran guarded at the side and was bored out of her mind. Back then, the empress dowager kept coughing up blood. There was almost no other way for all the imperial physicians to treat her, but later on a female doctor came looking for her. Only after the empress dowager ate did she feel better, and perhaps this method could be used on the emperor as well.

After making her decision, Shi Anran recalled all the medicinal ingredients in her mind, and then sent people to handle them.

There was actually a kitchen in the Palace, but it had not been used for a long time. After Shi Anran had someone clean it up, she started to make the medicinal food, "Cui Yun, mix the lemon grass and hay with one and cook it."

As she instructed them, Shi Anran grinded the Snow Lotus and Lingzhi into powder and put them into the flour. After it was cooked, it was placed in the prepared soup, placed in a few red dates, and closed the lid.

"Cui Yun, send him to the ice cellar!"

"Aunt, why are you doing this?" Cui Yun was puzzled.

"Of course I did, or what?" Shi Anran smiled mysteriously, she had spent a lot of effort in this medicinal food.

After approximately an hour, a layer of ice that was not very thick was formed from the water in the bowl. Shi Anran carefully took it out and gave it to the emperor.

When Shi Anran entered the room, the emperor just happened to wake up from her sleep. Seeing her holding onto something, she let out a long sigh and said, "Didn't I say that I'm not going to eat anything?"

"Your majesty, this is not an ordinary meal. Anran had meticulously made this dish for a long time and the emperor had only given it a small bite. How about it?" She raised her fair chin and said softly.

"Alright, let's have a taste." Knowing that Shi Anran had personally done it, the emperor was a little curious, so she nodded in agreement.

Shi Anran opened the lid, and the cool feeling that came from welcoming him felt like it was a relief from the heat, but also had an appetite, "Your majesty, try it!"

She purposely sprinkled some of the petals of the osmanthus flower inside so that the fragrance of the osmanthus flower could cover the smell of the hay and the Lingzhi medicine.

After swallowing it, he felt a cool and refreshing feeling in his throat. He revealed a happy expression: "Anran, tell me, how should I reward you this time?"

Hearing that, Shi Anran bowed: "How dare Anran take this opportunity to ask for rewards from the Emperor? Isn't that Anran too unkind? "

Her words made the emperor laugh. "Just based on your words, Zhen will definitely reward you!"

The parched pain in his throat had already abated by more than half, and it felt even more comfortable than the Pure Heart Pill. The Emperor couldn't help but ask, "How did you make this thing?"

After Shi Anran pursed her lips, she explained, "Seeing that the emperor has been coughing non-stop these past few days, Anran had been thinking of a way to alleviate the illness and coincidentally saw this method in an ancient book. She wanted to give the emperor a try, but she didn't expect it to actually succeed."

"What a meticulous and intelligent girl. I really admire her!" The emperor looked at her with extreme satisfaction, then slowly opened his lips. "Since you don't want any rewards, then I'll grant you a gold medal. From now on, you can exchange this gold medal with me for a condition!"

"The Emperor has personally bestowed it to Anran. Anran is greatly flattered!" Shi Anran bowed, and did not refuse.

"I heard that you only have one palace maid? I'll send you a few more in the next few days. " The emperor's voice wasn't as stiff as before, on the contrary, it carried a sense of gentleness that he hadn't felt in a long time.

Since the emperor had said so, how could Shi Anran let go of this opportunity? She lowered her eyes and softly said, "Your Majesty, Anran also has two intimate servants outside the palace. I wonder if it's possible to have them enter the palace?"

When the Emperor heard this, he thought for a moment before nodding his head in agreement. "That is feasible. As long as you observe the etiquette within the palace, everything will be fine."

"Anran thanks the Emperor for his grace!"

After obtaining the emperor's permission, Shi Anran had her men bring the letter out early. In less than half a day, Shi Family's carriage had stopped at the palace gate. Shi Anran personally welcomed Liu Yue and the others and led them back to their own residences. The master and the servants stayed in their rooms all afternoon, no one knew what they had said.

In the past few days, Shi Anran had been sending medicinal food to the emperor as usual. Seeing that the emperor's cough condition had improved, he was still somewhat happy in his heart.

"Anran, our old ailment is all thanks to you." The Emperor put down his paper, drank a mouthful of Shi Anran's medicinal porridge and said sincerely.

Shi Anran lowered her eyes, her lips gently parted, "The Emperor has his own destiny, even without Anran's medicinal food, it would still be good."

Actually, the emperor's illness hadn't completely healed. Although he wasn't coughing up blood right now, all of this was only on the surface. It was unknown when the emperor's body would be unable to hold on. As he thought about it, Shi Anran's heart also trembled.

"He's really becoming more and more talkative!" The Emperor laughed, then thought of something. He cast a sidelong glance at the Emperor and said, "That's right, are those two girls of yours here yet?"

"Reporting to the Emperor, we are already at the palace. Anran is asking Cui Yun to teach them court etiquette right now!" Shi Anran agreed.

The emperor nodded and then chatted with Shi Anran for a while, talking happily.

In the evening, Shi Anran prepared the medicinal food according to routine. Just as she was about to send it out, she felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. Not long after, cold sweat emerged from Shi Anran's forehead and her hand that was holding onto the wall started to tremble as well.

"Miss!" Liu Yue ran over and helped her sit on the soft chair, and asked her softly: "Miss, what's wrong? You already said yesterday that you had a stomachache, why are you getting worse today?"

Shi Anran also frowned in pain, but she still exhorted, "Liu Yue, have Cui Yun give the medicinal food on the table to the emperor first!"

"But Miss, your body is more important!" She spoke in a muffled voice, her face contorting as if she was the one in pain.