The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 70

With Wen Yi's company, Song Yunqian's mood became much brighter, and his injury also recovered very quickly.

And Wen Yi moved again.

When I returned to the General's Mansion, I talked to Zhu Fangyuan about this matter, Zhu Fangyuan was a little depressed, "Then why did you come back incognito?"

Wen Yi was also very depressed, "I didn't hide my name, it's just that things are not going in the direction I want, so there's nothing I can do."

Zhu Fangyuan said: "Now that you are with him again, have you thought about what will happen to him after Gua Lao (death) in the future? Don't forget what he has done in the past three years. He is really a lunatic. Absolutely insane."

Wen Yi sat on the chair, put her chin on her cheek and said, "I didn't think so far at the time, but I just felt that I didn't have much time, so I wanted to spend time with him."

"Don't be confused when you should be confused, and be confused when you shouldn't be. Song Yunqian is the same, and he will cry sometimes in the future." Zhu Fangyuan said angrily.

"Hey, don't be so vicious, okay? Maybe I won't die? Maybe it's really like what he said, a god came out to save me, and I can grow old with him." Wen Yi pretended to be optimistic.

"I heard that your master is an immortal. If he hadn't given you a spirit bead, you would have died by now." Sitting in front of her, Zhu Fangyuan said earnestly: "No matter what, we should prepare with both hands. I heard people say, Then Zhuge Ming has developed a medicine that can make people forget the past, why don't you give him that medicine when you are about to die."

Wen Yi shook her head, "Stupid you, if there was such a medicine, Zhuge Ming would have let him take it long ago, why would he suffer for three years?"

Zhu Fangyuan shrugged, "To be honest, I don't think that Zhuge Ming is a good person, he likes you."

"Why is it not a good person to like me? I think those who like me are good people. But you, you are not a good person, why don't you help me pack up quickly? It will rain heavily after a while, and I don't know what happened today , water leaks every day like a broken corner." Wen Yi looked at the sky outside in annoyance, the rain that stopped only yesterday evening has now turned dark again.This autumn should be dry, why so much rain?
"You don't have much, just two changes of clothes. By the way, your homemade bra has been washed and hasn't dried yet. Don't take it with you. I'll send it to you tomorrow." Zhu Fangyuan said.

"Will you wash for me?" Wen Yi was dumbfounded.

Zhu Fangyuan knocked her on the head, "You think well, am I the kind of person who helps women wash their underwear? Especially, you are still here with your aunt now. By the way, your aunt has been here for many days. Ah, do you want to see a doctor? This will bleed you dry sooner or later."

Wen Yi kicked him, "You crazy, what are you doing paying attention to other people? Fuck you, I am a doctor myself, what do you want to see a doctor? Probably there is a phenomenon of rejection between the soul and the body."

Zhu Fangyuan said helplessly: "I don't think it's okay not to pay attention, those cotton bags you sewed are all used up."

Wen Yi said angrily: "Okay, I won't nag you about this, shameless, let's go." She picked up the package casually, "You ask Xiaohua to deliver my underwear tomorrow, and continue to let Xiaohua Sew cotton balls for me, and send them over tomorrow by the way, I can’t live through this day, it’s been half a month since my aunt came here.”

"Do you want to take Tantou and Director Mao away?"

"I don't take them anymore, you keep them. Besides, you are lonely, you need them more than I do." Wen Yi picked up the package and left without looking back.

Zhu Fangyuan sat on the chair, lonely?Yes, it's really lonely, Wen Yi's last sentence said that he can't live, it hit his heart, hey, I really can't live these days.

Returning to live in Zhiyi Pavilion, Wen Yi felt another feeling in her heart. She was reborn twice and came here. This place is like her home.

Song Yunqian's injuries were much better, he let Wen Yi live in Zhiyi Pavilion, while he moved to live in Qiuling Pavilion next door, near the water tower.

Concubine Rou came to see Wen Yi, she thought that Wen Yi lived in Zhiyi Pavilion because she wanted to heal Song Yunqian, so she came to thank Wen Yi, and told her to ask her to talk about anything she needed, don't be polite.Concubine Rou's behavior really made Wen Yi feel a little guilty.

After Song Yunqian recovered, he took Wen Yi to see Ke'er.

This was the first time Wen Yi saw Ke'er.

The place where Ke'er lives is a bit humid, because the outside is by the lake, and with the continuous heavy rain, the air is filled with thick water vapor.

The first time Wen Yi saw Ke'er, she was completely stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

In the world, there is such a beautiful woman?Her face, the whole face, can't find any flaws, can't find any imperfections, her nose is exquisite, her lips are neither thick nor thin, with a beautiful curvature, her eyebrows are like distant Shandai, her mood is gentle, and her skin is slightly obvious. A little pale, so white that it is almost transparent, because it has not seen the sun for a long time.

Wen Yi couldn't help sighing softly, Song Yunqian asked: "She has been in a coma for more than four years, and she only lives on ginseng soup every day. She was considered plump in the past, but now she is so thin that only her bones are left. It is pitiful to see her." .”

Wen Yi checked her and found that she was comatose due to lack of oxygen in the brain. Fortunately, she had been taking ginseng for these years, so her body functions were not damaged too much.

Just using needles alone may not be able to treat it, and it is necessary to prepare a prescription.

Wen Yi said: "I need Zhuge to discuss it. Don't worry, there is no unparalleled road."

Song Yunqian took her hand and said in a low voice: "This king is ashamed of her. When I think about it at night, I always feel uneasy."

Wen Yi comforted him, "No one thinks of this. In fact, I have Yang Luoyi's memory in my mind, but she really wasn't the one who pushed him into the lake."

Song Yunqian's eyes were still undecided. He stared at her for a long time before slowly saying: "This king believes in you, but this king is unwilling to accept it. If it's not Luo Yi, then it must be Luo Fan."

Wen Yi was shocked, "How to say?"

"Because..." Song Yunqian was about to say, when he heard footsteps outside, he stopped talking, and took a step back with Wen Yi to look at the door.

Concubine Rou led the two maids in. Seeing Wen Yi and Song Yunqian were there, she was slightly taken aback, "Your Highness and Doctor Wen are also here."

"Why did you come out? Zhuge said that you are not feeling well, so you should stay in the room and rest." Song Yunqian looked at her and frowned.

Concubine Rou smiled, "I'll come here to wipe Ke'er's body, I don't feel relieved when they serve her."

"It's hard for you!" Song Yunqian said with a strange expression.

Wen Yi said: "Then I will go to Zhuge first, the prince will accompany Concubine Rou first."

Concubine Rou looked at Wen Yi and asked, "Doctor Wen, can Ke'er's illness be cured?"

Wen Yi replied truthfully, "I don't dare to make a judgment yet, but there is always hope."

Concubine Rou breathed a sigh of relief, and said happily with a smile: "That would be great!"

Wen Yi looked at Concubine Rou in front of her, completely unable to connect her with the past, such a domineering and arrogant person, but now her temperament is so gentle and tender.

The heavy rain continued for three consecutive days and three nights. Wen Yi held an oil-paper umbrella, went back to Zhiyi Pavilion, and ordered Xiaoqing to invite Zhuge Ming, and then invited the imperial doctor from the mansion. Discuss Ke'er's situation together.

In the end, the three of them decided to use acupuncture for Wen Yi, while Zhuge Ming and the imperial doctor studied the prescriptions, and they worked together, hoping to find some results.

At the beginning of the treatment, Concubine Rou would come to watch her almost every day, and when Wen Yi's treatment did not have any effect, she would appear very worried.

Wen Yi felt that she was not like what Song Yunqian said, because if she pushed Ke'er to go to the lake, she would only worry about Ke'er waking up, not hope that Ke'er would wake up.

Song Yunqian went to the morning court that day, and after returning from the morning court, he was always depressed.

Because Wen Yi wanted to treat Ke'er, she didn't pay attention to him. She didn't see him come out until dinner time, so she went to Qiu Ling Pavilion to look for him.

Song Yunqian stood under the long corridor, staring at the rain silently. Seeing Wen Yi coming in, he smiled and said, "It's raining so heavily, why are you here?"

Wen Yi walked up to him, held his hand, and asked worriedly: "What's the matter with you? You've been depressed since morning court today, did something happen in court?"

Song Yunqian shook his head, "Don't think about it, what's going on in the peaceful and prosperous age?"

Wen Yi sighed, "Is it because of the unstoppable rain?"

Song Yunqian stared at her with a hint of sadness in his eyes, "I can't hide anything from you."

Wen Yi smiled, "Since I returned to Beijing, it has been raining continuously, and I was once a woman from another world that the national teacher deduced, so I am naturally a beauty."

Song Yunqian shook his head, "For the time being, I can't suspect you. Today, the emperor called me to discuss this matter in the imperial study. The national teacher talked about your past, saying that you died unjustly and caused heaven's resentment."

Wen Yi was stunned, "Then what should I do?"

Song Yunqian looked at her with an unspeakable expression on his face.

Song Yunqian said helplessly: "The national teacher said that the king should be established as the crown prince, and the former Princess Ning'an should be named the crown prince, so as to comfort the spirit of Princess Ning'an in heaven."

Wen Yi was stunned, "This...is he trying to help you or harm you?"

Song Yunqian said: "He belongs to the emperor's brother."

"Isn't your brother the Prince of Zhenyuan? You brothers have always had a very good relationship." Wen Yi was slightly taken aback. In the past, their brotherly love was so deep that she once envied her.

Song Yunqian sighed, "That was three years ago. Ever since I went out for several times to make meritorious service, he has gradually become different to this king. I remember two years ago when I returned victorious from the expedition, my father held a celebration banquet in the palace, and he was drunk. Later, I got into a dispute with the king, saying that the king killed you, and even punched the king, so he was punished by the father, and it was also recorded on the king's head."

Wen Yi was surprised, "You mean he blamed you for my death? He stood up for me?" This really surprised her. Although she saved his wife and children, standing in the position of Song Yunqian's brother, she should be able to understand The suffering Song Yunqian suffered was the only one, so how could he add fuel to the fire?It's really incomprehensible.

Song Yunqian said: "Brother Huang has always been brave and good at fighting. He claims that he is the Flying Eagle on the battlefield. In fact, many soldiers in the army call him General Flying Eagle, but Emperor Father named me General Flying Eagle. In his heart, Somewhat unhappy."

Wen Yi was silent for a while, and then said: "Then he asked the national teacher to say such a thing, wouldn't it be the same as forcing the emperor to appoint a crown prince?"

"Father is still young and strong. He has always hated other people talking about this matter. Now because of a dead person, he is forced to make Ben the king the crown prince. I am afraid that there will be rifts between him and the king. Let's see what the king said today. There is also a trace of disgust in the eyes." Song Yunqian said.

Wen Yi was silent, the imperial power was paramount, and he was the [-]th in the temple, so he naturally hated others coveting his throne. Even though he was his own son, when it came to a critical moment, he would not have the slightest affection for him.

(End of this chapter)