V2.Chapter 519

The flower on the street nodded slightly, went forward, pulled Yan cenxuan's wrist, and carefully felt the pulse.

Rao is a skillful doctor. After a long time of diagnosis, she said, "just like all the doctors, it's just that, in my opinion, it's not without medicine."

Emperor Baorong's dark eyes suddenly brightened, and his emotion was a little bit restrained. "Seriously?"

The stranger nodded positively, took out a small porcelain bottle, poured a pill out, and said in a soft voice: "this pill, which I have worked so hard to use up precious medicinal materials, has been refined endlessly. Its medicinal properties are warm and tonic. It can save the life of your Highness for a while, and it will not stimulate your Highness's body and son."

Don't say Baorong emperor, is Shu Fei is also full of suspicion looking at the flowers on the street, a little bit wary of indignation in the heart.

After all, in her heart, Yan cenxuan is because of the flowers on the street, it will become this appearance now.

Baorongdi also had some doubts, and ordered the hospital to pass the judgment.

The flower on the street knowingly handed over the pill and the whole porcelain vase to the hospital. He looked calm and did not panic.

Yanbei city is also a calm face, eyes closely with the flowers on the street, eyes full of trust.

After a long time, the hospital judge of Tai hospital raised his head in surprise. "I didn't expect that Princess Yu could really prepare such a good medicine."

The flowers on the street nodded a little, full of self modesty.

The hospital of Tai hospital judged the case and looked at Baorong emperor and said, "reply to your majesty, this is really a good medicine for warming and tonifying. As for the efficacy, I think only taking it can we know. It's OK to take some of the thirteen Prince's body now. "

Baorong emperor felt a little comfort in his heart and nodded his head toward the stranger.

On the street flower this just comes forward, by palace maid's help, fed this pill into Yan cenxuan's mouth.

The pill melts in the mouth, so it's easy to feed.

The stranger carefully considered the flowers, fed two in, and then said to the maid next to him, "take the pen, ink, paper and inkstone here. I need to open a prescription to reduce the fever for your highness."

The doctors were afraid of their hands and feet. They all took their lives seriously. Naturally, they didn't dare to take medicine rashly. Even Yan cenxuan's fever would have to go back in the future, and they all yelled at his incompetence.

On the street flower heart sun ran, the hand does not stop to write the prescription.

In a short time, a piece of medicine has been written, as usual by the hospital judge read, just take down immediately suffering.

The maids didn't dare to neglect them, so they quickly took the prescription and went to the hospital. During this period, all the people were waiting patiently in the room, until Yan cenxuan took the decoction, and his body's fever subsided, and the hearts of all the people were relaxed.

There are many maids in the palace who are quietly relieved for the flowers on the street.

However, moshanghua obviously didn't care much about it, and explained some things. He said, "it's like this for the time being. Your highness needs a good rest, and the father should pay attention to the dragon body."

"No problem." Baorong emperor's expression relaxed a lot, seeing the flowers on the street also had a good face, "if you can really cure xuan'er's body, I will certainly have many rewards."

On the surface of the flower on the stranger is still that pair of not humble and not arrogant appearance, light way: "the son minister is just do one's best."

Emperor Baorong was more and more pleased to see the flowers on the street. He was also a little pleased to face Yanbei city. "These days you will live in the palace temporarily. I will arrange for it."

Seeing that her son's condition has really improved, Shufei looks more comfortable with her eyes, and her eyes soften down.

"Thank you, father." The flowers on the street of Yanbei city express their gratitude in unison.

Yan Moli looked at the scene in front of him. His eyes were slightly dark, and his palms were tightly tightened.

"Get up." Emperor Baorong got up and rubbed the corners of his eyes. He was very tired after working here all afternoon.

I want to take more pills when I go back today. Otherwise, the government affairs in the evening will be postponed to tomorrow.

In his mind, Yan cenxuan, who had been in a coma, woke up at this time, his voice was very light, and he murmured, "mother concubine..."

The lady who was about to help Baorong emperor was shocked. She ran over in a hurry. She held on to Yan cenxuan's hand and burst into tears. "Xuan'er, you can be regarded as waking up."

Yan cenxuan laboriously opened his eyes and pulled the corners of her lips.

Hearing the sound, Emperor Baorong also turned around and enlarged his bed. His eyes were full of concern. He looked like a kind father. "How do you feel, xuan'er? What's wrong with your body? "

Just about to turn around, Yan Beicheng and his wife, as well as Yan Mo Li, all turned around one after another.

Yan Cen Xuan shook his head slightly and said in a soft voice, "the father, the emperor and the imperial concubine are worried."

"How can it be? It's not your fault. Xuan'er, xuan'er of the mother's concubine, is really bitter to you." Lady Shu wiped tears from the corner of her eyes with her handkerchief, and tried to resist the impulse of crying out loud and soft words of comfort.

Yan cenxuan should have been used to the tearful appearance of lady Shufei. His eyes crossed the emperor Baorong, and glanced at several figures behind them. Finally, he fell on the cool and beautiful face of the stranger.The flower on the street is not completely heartless. At the moment, seeing him look over, his eyes also show a little worry and comfort.

Yan cenxuan's pale lips gently pursed and looked up to Baorong emperor, "father emperor."

Baorong emperor immediately answered, "xuan'er, what do you want to say with my father?"

"My son, now Cough Cough... " As soon as Yan cenxuan opened his mouth, he coughed twice and said intermittently: "the son minister now, with his body like this, is doomed to be unable to marry and have children with ordinary people. He asked his father to order the cancellation of the engagement, so as not to delay the life of the girl beside him Cough I don't want to. "

The flowers on the street were still wondering why Yan cenxuan's body would suddenly become like this, but now suddenly come to realize it.

He's just Don't want to get married!

Did he deliberately set up the pain?

It's not bad.

Yan cenxuan has been alone for many years, and he has been a childhood sweetheart with Liu Qianqian. Unfortunately, the former Liu Qianqian has already passed away, and he has no intention of getting married.

Even for the body of the original owner of the moshang flower, I have never seen things and thought of others. All the tolerance and magnanimity are due to the original owner, and I have never had the next thought in my heart.

I just want to be alone with each other. When the destiny comes, I can leave without any worries.

When empress Lin's Fengzhi was just given out, he didn't make any response on the surface, but in fact he was in a mess. Had to, can only use this method to force Baorong emperor to give up marriage for him.

However, since it was empress Lin who gave the order to the emperor Baorong, it was not easy for him to change it at will. After hearing this, he hesitated and said, "the girl chosen by your mother for you is the daughter of the elder in the cabinet. Her status is valuable. How can she delay the saying that she can marry you? It must not be so rash. "

Yan cenxuan smell speech, suddenly fierce cough down, just improved some of the complexion suddenly pale down.

On the street flower hastily goes forward to pulse, raises the eye when, just saw Yan cenxuan earnest vision.

After a little consideration, he turned his head and said to Emperor Baorong: "the thirteen Prince's physical condition today can't be stimulated by any stimulation. If you can, you'd better follow your Highness's will. Otherwise, you may have the suspicion of repeated illness."

Baorong emperor's eyes fixed on the pale Yan Cen Xuan, and did not speak for a long time.

Yan cenxuan was lying on the bed, but his eyes had been looking in the direction of emperor Baorong, "please father's permission."

Seeing Yan cenxuan's appearance, the lady felt heartbroken and knelt down in front of Baorong emperor. "Your Majesty, there was an imperial physician's prediction earlier. Xuan'er was afraid that she would not live to be 25 years old. My concubine knew that it was unlucky to say that, but my wife was xuan'er's biological mother. She loved xuan'er more than anyone else and understood xuan'er's mind most." On the other hand,

said, she wiped the tears of her eyes with her handkerchief. "How difficult the days are for a woman without her husband. I think your majesty will see that her royal highness knows that she is kindhearted and can not bear to trouble the women next to her."

With that, he knelt down with tears on his face.

For this very beloved prince, Baorong emperor was still moved. He sighed and helped up the lady. "Well, I'll go back and give another order. I'll choose another marriage for the old and young girls."

Although he could not marry into the royal family, it was a great honor for emperor Baorong to marry himself.

A little sigh in the flower heart of the stranger, and silently looked at Yan cenxuan on the bed.

As soon as the promise of emperor Baorong arrived, he suddenly felt a sigh of relief, and his eyelids sank a little bit, and then he fell asleep in a moment.

Seeing this, Baorong emperor also returned to the palace to rest, and Lady Shu was advised to return to her own palace.

The two important people left, and naturally the rest scattered.

Today, Emperor Baorong left a flower on the street. Yan Beicheng stayed in the palace for a while, and then he saved Yan cenxuan. Naturally, the people in the palace did not dare to neglect him. They took the place of the concubine of the imperial court. Even next to Yan cenxuan's palace, he arranged a better palace for his wife and his wife.

But there were so many people in the palace that they didn't sleep well.

The most depressing thing for Yan Beicheng was that after returning to his bedroom, he did not say a word to him, ignored him, and was extremely indifferent.

Yan Beicheng is full of grievances. However, he is not in the palace now. Although he has eyes and ears, there is at least room for two people to speak. Now, they can't directly say what matters.

The next day he had to go to court early, so that Yan Beicheng could only sleep in a stuffy mood.

In the next few days, moshanghua stayed in the palace to take care of him for the sake of Yan cenxuan. Emperor Baorong rewarded her with many good things. Empress Lin, who had been extremely indifferent to her, began to send people to walk around her.

There are also concubines, several princesses, and all the people who have some faces in the palace have sent people to come.

These people are no more than those ladies and wives outside the palace. Naturally, they can't refuse to prevaricate at will. They have to make medicine and make pills every day on the street flowers. They have to deal with these people. The whole person is very tired.