Love In The Palace

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　　The scorching summer is coming to an end, the westerly wind is getting tighter, and the geese are flying from north to south.

　　In Suiyang, the capital of the Great Yan Kingdom, it rained for four consecutive days in a row, softly, silently, densely and obliquely, and the roofs of every house were shrouded in a thin layer of smoke.

　　Standing in the center of the capital, the majestic royal palace is also bathed in the misty rain and mist like a gauze, making it look like a fairyland on earth.

　　Today coincides with the white dew season, and a toast banquet was supposed to be held in the imperial palace to celebrate the harvest of the farmland, but it is not known whether it was due to the heavy humidity or the gloomy weather. The atmosphere is dignified, even more depressing than this moldy rain.

　　The Imperial Forest Army armed with spears guarded the vermilion palace gates, from the Qinzheng Palace in the outer court to the Changchun Palace in the back bedroom, and even the small north side gate where the eunuchs and maids entered and exited was also closely guarded.

　　"General Ke, it's time to take medicine." On the west side of Changchun Palace's sleeping hall, there is a warm pavilion with three large rooms, next to the imperial garden. According to the custom, the emperor will stay in the pavilion in the cold winter months, but now it has been well furnished. .

　　In the back room, under the light golden tent that is as thin as cicada's wings, there is an ivory-carved nanmu dragon couch, and a red silk quilt embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, almost all of them are pulled aside, and the people in the bed cover themselves. Tight and solid, airtight.

　　On both sides of the Dragon Tower stands an elderly court lady, holding a kettle, sweat towel and incense burner in their hands, and clusters of fires are burning in the copper charcoal basin on the side, turning this place into a veritable warm pavilion .

　　The person on the bed only wrapped himself up tighter, but did not respond. The warm pavilion was crowded with people waiting on him, even the stone steps in front of the door were full of court ladies and eunuchs, but they were so quiet that they coughed, Can't even hear a breath.

　　Eunuch Li, who was in charge of the respect room, was already forty years old, his voice was still high-pitched and soft, and he persuaded again before the curtained dragon collapsed.

　　"General Ke, from last night to now, you haven't run out of water. Even if your body can hold it, you still have to take care..."

　　"Take it off...I don't know how to drink anything." Before Eunuch Li finished speaking, the man in the middle lifted the quilt and said in a hoarse voice.

　　"But general, this anti-pregnancy and nourishing medicinal soup has been boiled for a whole night in the medicated room of the imperial hospital. The emperor is worried. You should get up quickly and take it. If the medicine is cold, it will taste bitter. It's over." Eunuch Li raised his eyebrows and almost knelt down.

　　"Don't you understand? I said no to drink...cough." The voice on the bed was short of breath because of the excitement, and coughed muffled.

　　Seeing General Ke tightening the quilt again and turning his back away, Eunuch Li was at a loss what to do, the deacon and eunuch said crisply outside, "The emperor is here!" Eunuch Li hurriedly

　　put down the food table, straightened his clothes, and when he went out to pick him up, The big golden umbrella had already stopped in the courtyard, and the emperor, who was dressed in a gold silk dragon robe and wearing an imperial crown, paced down from the imperial chariot.