MTL - My Beloved Concubine Only Wants to Eat Melons-Chapter 19

After Yu Wenlan left, Yan Shu ate a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus cheese, two white jade cakes, and a bowl of beef pith soup.

This breakfast is really enough to make up for it. After eating, my body will be warm from the inside out.

I didn't expect to be so energetic when I started writing the script, and I didn't feel hungry until noon when I wrote in one breath.

After taking a nap in the afternoon, I got up and continued to write the storybook. Recently, I wrote smoothly, and I saw that I wrote it in one breath until the evening.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Liandong came to the table to light the lamp, and seeing her rubbing her eyes, she hurriedly advised, "You've been writing all day, you should rest your eyes."

Yan Shu groaned, blinked and said, "I'm really tired."

Liandong said, "Then write again tomorrow, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Yan Shu rubbed her belly, feeling that she hadn't finished digesting the morning meal, so she said, "I'm still not too hungry, let's have a bowl of soup."

Liandong agreed, so he sent someone to the dining room to deliver the message, and not long after, the hot chicken soup arrived.

This chicken soup is still stewed with black-bone chicken, with longan, red dates and goji berries in it. It is delicious and sweet. After Yan Shu drank a bowl, she felt that it was ironing in her stomach.

However, her eyes were still uncomfortable, so she rubbed them again, and they seemed to be a little swollen.

Tsk, it seems that you really used your eyes too much today?

After thinking about it, she simply took a bath and planned to relax.

However, after washing it, her eyes were still uncomfortable, so she rubbed it twice.

Immediately afterwards, Liandong looked at her in shock, "Master, your eyes!"

She was startled, and hurriedly went to the mirror to look, only to find that there was a small pimple on the lid of her right eye, which was red and swollen.

Lian Dong was even more anxious than she was, "How could it be so good? Could it be someone's evil hand?"

Killer?

Yan Shu, "...No way."

If anything happens, the system will remind her.

She then called the system, [Total, why is there a bag on my eyelid? 】

System, 【Not in the business scope of this system, I suggest you see a doctor yourself. 】

Yanshu, "..."

It didn't look like anyone was trying to kill her.

She had no choice but to order, "Go find a doctor and have a look."

Lian Dong should be, hurriedly went to the imperial medicine department to find someone.

At this time, the Tai Hospital is already on duty, and only there are doctors there.

It didn't take long to see her leading the people, but her face was a bit embarrassed.

Yan Shu looked her up and said, "What's wrong?"

Liandong Fu whispered in her ear, "There is only one imperial doctor on duty tonight, and I happened to go to the Empress Dowager's Palace to ask for pulse, and this is the only doctor."

—It should be noted that imperial physicians are also divided into grades, such as imperial physicians, court judges, imperial physicians, master registrants, etc. These physicians are in the lower ranks and usually only treat palace people.

But Yan Shu doesn't care about this. Whether she has real skills has never been determined by her official position. There are still many genius doctors in Jianghu!

She looked at the person again, and saw that the person was about thirty years old, with a thin figure, and although his eyebrows were lowered, he seemed to have a hint of arrogance.

Such a person should be right.

She said, "Doctor, I've suddenly got something on my eyelid, and it still hurts. I don't know what's going on?"

The other party should be so, so she came closer, checked her eyelids first, then took her pulse, and asked, "I don't know what you have eaten recently?"

Liandong hurriedly said, "Guiyi ate some roasted pig and roast sheep yesterday, drank a bowl of sweet porridge in the evening, and had dinner with His Majesty this morning. I ate stewed chicken with deer sinew and bamboo shoots, stewed duck with bird's nest, venison buns, and smoked goose." , bad fish, and crispy white jade cake and beef marrow soup, I didn’t eat much at noon, and only drank a bowl of black-bone chicken, wolfberry and longan soup at night.”

The voice fell, but the other party frowned.

Liandong immediately asked nervously, "How? Could it be that Guiyi was poisoned?"

The other party said, "... Your Majesty Guiyi is on fire."

"what?"

Lonicera was stunned.

Just listen to the other party's explanation, "Bird's nest, venison, beef marrow, and black-bone chicken are all great tonics. My lady ate so much in one meal, and she also ate roasted pig and roasted sheep yesterday. Explain that the body is unable to carry the hot and dry food. Naturally, you will get angry, the one on your eyelid is commonly known as a boil."

Yanshu, "..."

Well, no wonder the system told her to see a doctor, it turned out that she got angry.

Embarrassed, she asked, "What should I do then?"

The doctor said lightly, "You just need to drink two doses of gunpowder and apply some ointment. You don't need to be nervous."

After finishing speaking, she finished writing the prescription with a few strokes, and then instructed, "Guiyi remember not to eat anything that gets angry in the past few days, and try to eat as light as possible."

Yan Shu could only say yes, and ordered Liandong by the way, "Show it to the doctor."

Honeysuckle should be, so I want to take broken silver.

Unexpectedly, the doctor didn't accept it, he just said, "Guiyi's illness is still not cured, I am ashamed of receiving it, please take it back."

Liandong glanced at Yan Shu, and was very surprised, there are people in this world who don't like money?

Yan Shu was also surprised, but since they don't accept her, it's not easy to force her, so she said, "If that's the case, then reward you after I'm done."

The other party was neither humble nor overbearing, "Xie Guiyi."

In this way, the illness was over, Liandong went with the doctor to get the medicine and boiled it herself, Yan Shu resisted the bitterness and made a big bowl, and then carefully applied the ointment to her eyelids.

After doing this, she suddenly remembered an important matter, and hurriedly said to Liandong, "Send someone to Qianming Palace to report that I'm not feeling well, Your Majesty, please don't come here."

Tsk, this boil still affects her appearance a bit, she doesn't want to frighten the emperor.

Liandong should be, so he sent Xiaodongzi to Qianming Palace to deliver a message.

After a while, the king in the imperial study got the news.

Yu Wenlan was a little strange, she ate more than him this morning, why did she suddenly get sick?

Could it be...whose evil is it?

~~

After passing the message, Yan Shu lay down on the bed.

I was also tired of writing the storybook today, and the sleepiness soon came up.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to fall into a dream, a voice suddenly sounded outside, "Your Majesty is here..."

Yan Shu, "???"

The emperor is here?

That's right, the emperor was indeed here, and before she got off the bed, the man had already approached.

She was startled, and hurriedly covered the boils on her eyes with one hand, got up from the bed in a hurry, and said in embarrassment, "My concubine, my concubine, and my majesty..."

Before he finished speaking, he accidentally crushed the hem of the skirt and fell forward.

It was too late and then too soon, Yu Wenlan stretched out his hand to support her, frowned and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Can't even get up?

Yan Shu covered her eyes and faltered, "I'm fine, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my eyes..."

Yu Wenlan thought more and more that she was seriously ill, and said anxiously, "Let me take a look."

Yan Shu could only prevaricate, "Your Majesty, don't read it, so as not to get sick... This concubine has taken the medicine, and she will recover soon..."

Yu Wenlan simply grabbed her hand that was covering her face.

But she saw that her right eyelid was red and swollen like a bell.

He couldn't help being taken aback again, "What's the matter?"

Yan Shu was a little annoyed, she quickly covered her eyes again, and said, "I'm fine, it's just a boil."

"Fire boils?"

Yu Wenlan was still a little puzzled, "Why did you grow this?"

Yanshu's face turned dark, "Because my concubine has eaten too much nourishing food recently, she got angry."

I hate it, is she shameless? When so many people had to tell her to speak out.

Yu Wenlan, "...from eating?"

Yan Shu has the heart to kill someone, "...Yes."

It's because of gluttony, what can I do to her!

Tsk, but speaking of it, this is also from eating with him, so it must be considered a work-related injury, right?

Yu Wenlan, "???"

Work injury?

He couldn't help laughing.

But seeing her cast a dissatisfied gaze, [still laughing! 】

He had no choice but to hold back his expression, and said, "No matter how delicious something is, you have to be in moderation. It's not good to try to satisfy your appetite for a while."

Yan Shu murmured, "...the concubine obeys."

But my heart was a little unbalanced, and I couldn't hold back and said, "I just ate it once and got angry. Your Majesty eats it every day, why don't you get angry?"

Yu Wenlan raised her eyebrows, "I am in good health, besides, I am not greedy."

Yanshu "..."

He couldn't help but pouted and muttered in a low voice, "Then His Majesty uses so much every day, isn't it a bit wasteful?"

This remark was a little presumptuous, but Yu Wenlan was not annoyed, and after thinking about it, she nodded and said, "It is true."

Taking advantage of the situation, he ordered Fu Hai, "Starting tomorrow, reduce my meals by half."

Fu Hai should be, and he asked Yan Shu, "What did the imperial doctor say?"

Yan Shu said, "The doctor said that after taking the medicine and taking a rest, it will be fine. It's not a serious illness."

Yu Wenlan nodded, "Then let's rest."

After finishing speaking, he told Fu Hai, "Go and prepare water."

Prepare water?

Yan Shu was taken aback, and quickly asked, "Is Your Majesty going to rest here tonight?"

Yu Wenlan had removed her outer robe, nodded and said, "Of course."

Yan Shu was shocked, "But my concubine is sick."

But seeing him glance at her, he said, "I don't despise you."

Yan Shu, "???"

Is this a question of dislike or not? Can't you tell her to have a good sleep by herself?

She hurriedly said again, "The concubine is afraid of getting sick and angering His Majesty..."

Yu Wenlan had already taken off only her pajamas, and said inexplicably, "I've never heard of it, and you can get sick if you get angry."

After speaking, he went straight into the clean room.

Yan Shu, "???"

This is because she is sick and needs her to work?

Is there any reason!

~~

In fact, Yu Wenlan just felt comfortable sleeping here. For example, last night, he had such a comfortable dream, and he just wanted to relax again tonight.

He was not unreasonable, he was concerned about her discomfort, and after taking a bath, he lay quietly beside her without even reaching out his hand.

She probably let her guard down, and after a while, the girl fell asleep.

With the sound of her quiet and long breathing under his pillow, he also gradually fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, something suddenly got into his arms and woke him up.

After waking up, she realized that it was her, like a fish, clinging to him, even hugging his neck.

I wanted to ask, but found that she closed her eyes and was breathing fast, as if she was having a nightmare.

So he stretched out his hand, stroked her back lightly, and then fell asleep again.

That night, the cold wind howled outside the hall, but inside the tent was as warm as spring.

~~

On the second day, Yu Wenlan woke up in the hazy morning light.

There was another court meeting today, and he was about to get up and get out of bed, but he suddenly noticed something strange in his body.

Somewhere that has been numb for a long time seems to be different from before.

The author has something to say:

Yan Shu: This is a work-related injury! I have to lose money! !

A certain emperor: Without such a touch of porcelain...