Chapter 179 Heat Relief Medicine

Zhiyang Palace never burns incense.

There was no other fragrance to cover it up. When Zhao Zheng stepped into the bedroom, he could still smell the faint fragrance of ink in the air.

Maybe Jiang He never wanted to hide anything.

She was sitting next to the ice tripod, leaning on the soft ice silk pillow and reading the bamboo slips with a serious expression.

The temperature in the room was just right, and her movements were leisurely.

Hearing Zhao Zheng's footsteps, Jiang He raised his head and Zhao Zheng came back after taking a bath, she was still sitting there, but she had changed into a roll of bamboo slips.

Zhao Zheng leaned over, took the bamboo slips out of her hands, and threw them aside.

There was a "snap" sound, and the bamboo slips fell far away and hit the ground with a sharp sound.

Jiang He looked up at Zhao Zheng with a confused expression.

"I'm going to sleep now," he said.

This is an explanation for his rudeness.

"Your Majesty wants to sleep," Jiang He pursed his lips and said, "Do you mean... do you want me to put you on the bed?"

When the maid standing at the door of the palace heard this, she immediately closed the door tightly and retreated outside.

Zhao Zheng looked at Jiang He with a stern expression.

He didn't want to listen to her sweet words.

Zhao Zheng pressed his body down, locked her two hands with one hand, and pulled her belt with the other.

"I want you to sleep with me." His voice was low and hot, seeming to melt her.

Jiang He looked at him quietly without moving.

Was this sudden arrogance and anger a result of a quarrel with the minister?

Jiang He looked at his expression and body carefully.

She could feel that he seemed to be restraining something.

What's the matter?

Although his body was controlled, Jiang He still raised his head and kissed Zhao Zheng's forehead with the help of his support.

"Zhao Zheng," she whispered softly, "I want you too."

I want you too.

This sentence was like the key to unlocking a certain knot in his heart. Zhao Zheng let go of Jiang He's hand and turned to hold up her head.

"Zhao Zheng," Jiang He groaned, "I haven't finished reading the book yet."

"Don't look." He held her in his arms and said, "Sleep."

Tiredness hit her, and she was more well-behaved than usual and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, I felt pain all over my body.

After all, the carpet was not as soft as the dragon bed. Jiang He felt pain in his tailbone when he sat up, pain in his arms when he served soup, and pain in his neck when he wanted to hug A Qian.

She cursed in her heart.

what is going on! Whoever made him angry, he took out his anger on himself.

"Who was discussing matters with His Majesty last night?"

During his free time after breakfast, Jiang He put a pillow on his waist and asked.

The chamberlain replied: "Master Feng, the imperial censor, Master Li, the court lieutenant, and Master Zhang, the doctor."

"Okay," Jiang He nodded, "These adults have worked hard, and I will reward them."

The chamberlain stooped lower.

The queen has not rewarded the adults yet, but she doesn't know what to reward.

When the chamberlain ran all the way to the admonition hall, Zhao Zheng was still listening to the minister's report on this year's drought.

When he saw the chamberlain serving Jiang He coming over, he thought he was looking for him.

"Tell the queen to come back in a moment."

The waiter's face suddenly turned red.

"No. But..." the chamberlain lowered her head and reported, "The queen wants to reward the imperial censor, the court captain, and the doctor."

Zhao Zheng looked up in surprise.

Jiang He never interfered in court affairs, and to avoid being suspected of forming cliques for personal gain, she never personally rewarded courtiers.

Everything is handled by Zhao Zheng, open and clean.

"What's the reward?" Zhao Zheng raised his eyes and asked.

"A decoction to relieve heat and dispel fire." The chamberlain waved his hand as he spoke, and three maidservants immediately followed behind holds a bowl of medicine in their hands.

Feng Jie, the imperial censor, was a rigid person. Hearing this, he immediately asked: "Why should we reward you?"

"The queen heard that several adults discussed court affairs with His Majesty last night and returned late at night. She was deeply moved."

This is indeed a reason, and a bowl of heat-relieving medicine is in front of His Majesty, so it doesn't matter if you drink it.

Several adults quickly knelt down to thank him.

Just the taste of this medicine...

Feng Jie was an honest man, so he took a big sip first and immediately knitted his brows together.

This is too was so painful that it felt like I had been beaten.

Although the other two adults drank slowly, their expressions were not very good either.

Zhao Zheng looked at them and suddenly understood.

A faint smile appeared on his face, and he nodded and said: "The Queen is interested."

"On the premise that it will not cause diarrhea, I added the most coptis." Cai Ling smiled with squinting eyes, and said to Jiang He while fanning A Qian.

"That's what we have to do." Jiang He nodded.

This is called a wrongdoer and a debtor.

You also shed you have any troubles in the future, don't tell His Majesty before going to bed.

The young chamberlain came back to answer his questions at this time. Jiang He raised his head and looked at the door of the palace and said, "I haven't seen Aweng today. What have you been doing?"

Everyone in the palace knew that the queen usually called Li Wenzhou "Ah Weng" and did not treat him as a servant at all.

Because Li Wenzhou was old and not in good health, Jiang He proposed to let his apprentices work , on weekdays, Li Wenzhou did not need to wait in the main hall where political affairs were discussed, so he would come to Zhiyang Palace to play with little Aqian.

When the chamberlain heard Jiang He's question, he looked a little dodgey.

"what happened?"

This chamberlain is also one of Li Wenzhou's apprentices and knows his master's affairs well.

When asked by Jiang He, the chamberlain simply knelt down.

"Your Highness the Queen, my master has gone to the Admonition Hall to serve me."

"Isn't there his disciple named Zhao who is following His Majesty?" Jiang He frowned and said, "The heat is in full swing, what should I do if the heat breaks down?"

"Senior Brother Zhao did something wrong. Master felt panicked and went on duty early this morning." The waiter replied with a red face.

Went there early in the morning, which was the early morning court in Yinshi.

That's so hard.

"What did you do wrong?" Jiang He asked.

The chamberlain's head hung lower, and he didn't dare to say anything.

"If you don't tell me, I will ask Your Majesty myself."

With a sound of "Boom", the chamberlain kowtowed and said: "Last night, Senior Brother Zhao knew that Her Majesty the Queen was sending a message to the Kingdom of Wei, so he told His Majesty and wanted to intercept it. When Master found out about this, he was so angry that he beat Senior Brother Zhao thirty times. He was almost beaten to death with a whip. Master said that if he had not taken into account the friendship for so many years, he would have been buried alive in a mass grave."

It turned out that something like this happened.

Then last night...

Was Zhao Zheng's behavior last night actually because he was angry with himself? I was angry and refused to ask, so I wanted to sleep.

Are all his temptations and forbearance because of this? You need to take a nap to make sure you haven't changed your mind?

Really...so silly.

But the chamberlain named Zhao was too pitiful.

Wait, someone else seems to be pitiful.

except myself...

Jiang He had water in his mouth. He panicked when he swallowed it and coughed a few times.

"Your Highness, calm down," the chamberlain said, "Senior Brother Zhao has admitted his mistake."

"That's not it." Jiang He pointed his hand in the direction of the Admonition Hall, "Have those ministers taken their medicine?"

The chamberlain paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Drink. Your Majesty looked at them and said that the Queen is so kind that no more food is allowed to be left."

The queen is so kind, don't you want to leave anything behind?

On the other hand, he got the advantage and behaved well.

The letter sent from the capital of Yong to Wei arrived in less than two days.

Wei Ji took the dark green envelope, a little surprised and a little soft-hearted.

That kind of heart that was originally filled with sadness and hatred, gradually hardened, but then slowly faded away.

"Stand back." He said in a calm voice.

The person who brought the letter did not leave.

"Her Royal Highness the Queen means to let me wait here for a reply."

Waiting for a reply means that the letter is probably not about personal matters.

Are you talking about business or war? Wei Ji raised his hand, and immediately someone led the guard to a side hall to rest.

He washed his hands first, then flicked the candle brighter, and finally sat down in front of the desk, removed the teacup and kettle, and opened the letter bag.

Her letter was written on white silk, with a blue harrier embroidered on the upper left corner of the silk.

The Green Harrier is the patron saint of the Yong Kingdom. It perches on the scepter "Ge" and is accompanied by ears of rice symbolizing the seedlings.

This is the emblem of the Yong Kingdom, and only members of the royal family are qualified to use it.

Xiaohe is now a member of the royal family of the Yong Kingdom.

Wei Ji looked down.

Look at her neat handwriting and the friendship between the lines, and then his tears roll down like broken beads.

(End of this chapter)