The stupid son of Chongba

Chapter 47 I feel like there are ants crawling on my body

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

The maid walked to the bed and saw Zhu Chong wrapped tightly in the quilt. She couldn't help but wonder,

"It's so hot, it can't be cold!"

"Besides, you are still sweating..."

Zhu Chong's current appearance looks extremely abnormal.

Although sweat was pouring down his forehead, he kept complaining about the cold and his body was shaking...

"Cold, cold..."

"I feel so, so uncomfortable..."

Zhu Chong clutched the quilt, stared at the beams, and said in a trembling voice,

"He must have done something, he must have done something..."

“Hiss… Ugh…”

He suddenly lifted up the quilt and covered his entire head with it!

It seems that only in this way can the body and mind feel a little more comfortable.

"This... Is His Highness ill?"

Seeing him like this, the maid hurried to comfort him.

"Your Highness, don't panic. You have been weak these days, and you drank so much wine today. Maybe you caught a cold on the way."

"Come, let me touch your forehead..."

Swish.

Zhu Chong wrapped himself in the quilt, stepped back repeatedly, and leaned his back against the wall.

"No, no..."

"I know, it must be Zhu Ju Yan who has suppressed me. He has my horoscope..."

He wrapped his whole body, revealing only a pair of dark eyes, and said tremblingly,
"Otherwise it wouldn't be so uncomfortable! I feel... I feel like there are ants crawling all over my body..."

"It's a Gu... He must have cast a Gu on me! I read about it in a book, and this is what it feels like to be cast a Gu!"

"Hiss... Ugh uh uh!"

After talking to himself for a while, Zhu Chong's body shook even more violently.

Maid: "..."

At this moment, a woman who looked like a young woman walked in.

She looked like a maid, but she was wearing many jewels.

"Your Highness...what happened?"

The young woman sat down beside Zhu Chong's bed and frowned.
"He was fine before he left, why is he like this after he came back?"

As she spoke, she reached out to touch Zhu Chong.

Zhu Chong was not so resistant to her hand, but just kept saying;

"Be careful, be careful, he has cast a spell on me, maybe he will pass it on to you!"

The young woman was a little confused, so she raised her hand and touched Zhu Chong's forehead.

"So hot!"

She exclaimed, quickly stood up and scolded,

"How did you serve him? You didn't even know His Highness had a high fever!"

"He's got a fever and is talking nonsense. Why don't you go get the doctor?"

The maid was startled and quickly knelt on the ground.

"Yes, yes, Sister Yan, I will go get the imperial physician right away!"

After saying that, she stood up and ran out.

Although they were both slaves, Qiuyan had long been favored by Zhu Chong because of her beautiful appearance, and they often slept in the same bed.

Therefore, in the eyes of ordinary maids, she was considered half a master.

"It's useless, it's useless..."

Zhu Chong closed his eyes, looked sad, and kept saying,

"This is a nightmare spell, it's a witchcraft..."

"We must go find Father... and ask Father to come! Only Father can cure him..."

Qiuyan looked at Zhu Chong, who seemed to be crazy, with a helpless look on her face.

"Okay, okay, I will go find your Majesty."

She patted Zhu Chong's back gently and said softly,

"Your Highness is too tired. Rest for a while. Let the imperial physician come and see you later. Take some medicine and sweat and you'll be fine."

"Your Majesty, I will also send someone to invite you. If you are sick, His Majesty and the Queen will definitely come to visit you, so don't worry..."

"Let's sleep for a while..."

Under Qiuyan's gentle voice, Zhu Chong finally calmed down.

After a while, his breathing became smooth and he began to snore slightly, obviously falling asleep.

But even when he fell asleep, Zhu Chong's brows were still tightly knitted, and no matter how hard Qiuyan tried to relax them for him, they wouldn't relax. From time to time, his body would twitch twice, as if he had suffered an extremely terrifying thing in his dream...

"This...what on earth happened?"

Qiuyan looked at Zhu Chong, whose face was sometimes distorted and sometimes stiff in his sleep, and wondered,

"He just became a king, why is he like this after returning..."

……

Two days later.

Inside the Fengxian Hall, Zhu Yuanzhang was concentrating on reviewing the memorials in his hands. After reviewing one, he immediately moved on to the next without even raising his head.

"Your Majesty, I have heated up the lunch twice..."

The eunuch held the food tray and said carefully.

"Take it away, take it away. We are not in the mood for lunch now."

Zhu Yuanzhang said without even raising his head,
"Send it here in half an hour!"

The eunuch looked helpless when he heard this.

But there was no way out. Once His Majesty spoke, he, as a servant, could only obey.

"Yes."

He turned around with the food tray and just as he stepped out of the threshold of Fengxian Hall, a woman came towards him and blocked his way.

"Why, Your Majesty, haven't you eaten again?"

The eunuch looked up and was immediately startled, and said hurriedly:
"Slave, please see the Queen!"

He wanted to kneel down to greet them, but it was difficult for him to move while holding the food tray. He couldn't stand or kneel, and he was in a state of panic.

"give it to me."

Ma Xiuying smiled, took the plate from him, and said,

"Go and do your work."

After saying that, she stepped over the threshold and walked into the Fengxian Hall.

Da da.

Da da.

Zhu Yuanzhang sniffed, and the aroma of the food came back, distracting him and making him a little annoyed.

"Didn't you say you would deliver it in half an hour? You don't understand what I'm saying or..."

He looked up suddenly and was about to scold, but when he looked up, he saw a smiling face.

When he saw this face, the anger in his heart suddenly dissipated.

"Zhongba, you can handle government affairs, but you still have to eat, right?"

Ma Xiuying placed the plate on the table and waved,

"Don't you see what time it is? It's almost past noon. What? Do you want to have dinner right away?"

"Come and eat. I'll eat with you."

Zhu Yuanzhang curled his lips.

"You just have to get in the way. We have a lot of things to do..."

Although he was muttering to himself, his body was still honest enough to put down the memorial and walk over to sit next to Ma Xiuying.

A bowl of rice and a pair of chopsticks were already in his hands.

"Eat quickly."

Ma Xiuying took a sip of soup and nodded slightly.

"This black chicken soup is well seasoned, try it."

Zhu Yuanzhang took the bowl and chopsticks without being polite. He put one foot on the stool, rested his elbow on his knee, and began to eat with relish.

"You, the way you eat is really..."

Ma Xiuying chuckled and joked,
"You are already an emperor, but you still don't care about your manners. Do you still think you were drinking and eating meat in the military camp?"

Zhu Yuanzhang swallowed a mouthful of rice and grinned.

"There's no outsiders here, so of course we can eat whatever we want!"

He said casually,

"You know what, this is the way to eat rice, it tastes better!"

"Girl, this mutton tastes good. Come, try it too..."

As Old Zhu spoke, he picked up a piece of mutton and put it to Ma Xiuying's mouth, feeding her personally.

"Well, that's good!"

Ma Xiuying chewed it briefly and said with a smile,

"It seems that the goat meat on this grassland is more tender than the goat meat in the Central Plains."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled.

"Not bad, right? Hey... when Xu Da conquers the ancient Yuan Dynasty, all the cattle and sheep on the grassland will belong to our Ming Dynasty! Then we can send them to Yingtian continuously."

He smiled brightly, pointed to the memorial on the table, and said,
"I just received a military report from Xu Da. Guess what?"

(End of this chapter)