met free Chapter 380: I have never complained, so how can I forgive?
Chapter 380: I have never complained, so how can I forgive?
Zhong Yuanyuan scooped out the cold mung bean soup from the soup bowl and handed it to Xia Hong: "Didn't Doctor Shu tell you not to get angry?"
Xia Hong thought he had hidden himself well, but felt aggrieved when Zhong Yuanyuan asked him about it.
"None of my servants are useful. Without Wang Heng here, they can't even fan the wind properly."
Shen Jinmo had just announced the morning court session one day, but Xia Hong already felt that something was wrong.
Zhong Yuanyuan personally fanned Xia Hong with a folding fan. She didn't use much force, but it made Xia Hong feel very comfortable.
"Wang Heng has always been very strong since he was young. How can the eunuchs in the palace compare to him?"
Xia Hong glanced at Eunuch Lin with contempt, and the gloom in his eyes faded a little: "Sister-in-law is right, I must not let Wang Heng not come to the morning court in the future."
"If he doesn't come, I'll have a few more gray hairs."
Zhong Yuanyuan suppressed Xia Hong's nameless anger, and after accompanying Xia Hong to finish lunch, she asked Nanny Xi to invite Doctor Shu again.
After kneeling in front of the couch and carefully taking Xia Hong's pulse, Doctor Shu gave Eunuch Lin some instructions for a long time before waiting outside the bedroom at Zhong Yuanyuan's signal.
The aroma of the sleeping-aiding medicine focused his mind, and the cool breeze from Zhong Yuanyuan's round fan calmed his heart, and Xia Hong fell asleep in a short while.
Nanny Xi gently opened the curtain for Zhong Yuanyuan, and then took Zhong Yuanyuan to the tree where the sun had been shining for the past few days.
The sunlight fell on Zhong Yuanyuan through the gaps in the leaves. Doctor Shu followed Zhong Yuanyuan out of the bedroom. At Zhong Yuanyuan's signal, he sat on a small stool and took Zhong Yuanyuan's pulse.
In the past, Zhong Yuanyuan's pulse was taken by the Imperial Medical Bureau, but from today on, it will be handed over to Doctor Shu.
This is naturally the supreme honor bestowed by the emperor.
"Is the emperor in good health?"
Bowing his head respectfully, Doctor Shu told Zhong Yuanyuan what he had just said to Eunuch Lin, "You have strong internal heat. In addition to eating light food, you should also avoid getting angry."
"It would be fine if either Xiao Mo or I were by his side, but as a woman I cannot participate in politics, and Xiao Mo has his own family, so I cannot be with him all the time."
"Although medicine is somewhat poisonous, this internal heat is even more harmful to the body. You should think of a way to prescribe a prescription to reduce the internal heat for him."
Zhong Yuanyuan spoke calmly, as if he was talking to an old friend. It was so calm that Doctor Shu's guilty feeling was alleviated a little.
It was extremely hot in the afternoon, and except for Zhong Yuanyuan, all the palace servants were allowed to cool off near the palace gate.
Doctor Shu glanced around and asked in a familiar voice, "Is your Majesty still afraid of the cold?"
Being able to ask this question means that the past has not been forgotten.
He opened his clenched fist and said, "Look, the summer sun has set and I'm not sweating at all. I might need to put myself in the fire to warm myself up."
What is colder than this body is Zhong Yuanyuan's heart.
"That's not something you should say. The late emperor would be sad if he heard it."
Zhong Yuanyuan glanced at the sun through the shade of the trees, then looked down and saw the calluses on her palms growing thicker and thicker.
Xia Qi spent ten years training her hands, which were covered with calluses from fighting in many battles, to be as smooth as scallions.
In the second year after Xia Qi left, even though she worked every day, she was particularly careful with her hands.
Although there are calluses, they are not noticeable.
He hadn't lived in this golden palace for long, but his hands were even uglier than when he was on the battlefield.
He closed his outstretched palms and secretly used the round fan to block out the sun's rays, not daring to let in any more light.
Zhong Yuanyuan's action of closing her palms to hide the pain also hurt Shu Taiyi's heart: "Has the queen ever resented me over the years?"
Xia Hong's wife became a hostage. Doctor Shu, who was entrusted by Zhong Yuanyuan, chose not to degrade the medicine in time and feed it to Xia Che in order to protect his family's lives.
His actions eventually led to Xia Xin beating the drum of all people, but he was defeated miserably because Xia Chezhi fell unconscious and vomited blood.
Doctor Shu was respected by Xia Hong because of this. From then on, he only listened to Xia Hong's orders, only treated Xia Hong, and only made medicine for Xia Hong.
"Don't complain."
Zhong Yuanyuan waved her round fan gently, closed her eyes and said carefully: "You destroyed one of my sons, but you also saved another one for me."
Everyone has their own frustrations, if not just Doctor Shu, then someone else.
"Have you forgiven me, Madam?"
Zhong Yuanyuan smiled lightly: "I have never complained, so how can I forgive you?"
Being true to one's original intention is a choice, and going against one's original intention by accident is also a choice.
Every choice corresponds to a destiny, and Zhong Yuanyuan respects the destiny of everyone.
Such silence made Doctor Shu feel uneasy. After hesitating for a while, he wanted to explain something but didn't know what to say.
Zhong Yuanyuan was a little tired. She stood up and looked at Doctor Shu who was reluctant to leave. "Xiao Shu, my late husband saved you and your senior sister from a fatal blow. You said that what you wanted in your life was to save the world. Did you get what you wanted?"
Doctor Shu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar when he heard this. He turned around to look at the departing figure, and the tears in his eyes were called desire.
He longed for Zhong Yuanyuan to look back at him, and also longed for Zhong Yuanyuan to turn back and pull him.
But Zhong Yuanyuan never did.
Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Doctor Shu looked up at the dazzling sun.
In the name of protecting his family, he harmed more than just Xia Che. His wife, who was from the same school as him, also caused chaos in the country because of his actions. Although she saved her life, she was left with a divorce letter and they never saw each other again.
In these years, I stayed in the palace and didn't listen to the countryside and the court, just to make myself forget his past actions and the chaos in the country. I chose to part ways with him.
From then on, he lived alone in the deep palace, enjoying wealth and glory, and time and time again he sacrificed his original intention to serve the emperor.
The senior sister who once studied pharmacology with me now wanders between mountains and rivers, practicing medicine to save people and fulfilling her original wish.
The Medicine Saint has passed away, and Doctor Shu, who doesn't even have anyone to compete with secretly, has been lonely for too long.
If he could go back on time, he would rather die standing with his senior sister than be like this, with one wrong step and ending up with nothing.
Walking on the blue bricks of the imperial palace towards his residence in the palace, the scene of studying medicine and competing with his senior sister came to his mind vividly.
There was a glimmer in his eyes, but then it turned cloudy.
After he reached the age of knowing the destiny, even if he wanted to atone for his past deeds, he was under the daily surveillance of the Dark Guards and was powerless to do anything about it.