Chapter 378 Add 2 Liang of Coptis Chinensis

After getting dressed, Rong Yu sat on the edge of the bed. Nan Xi washed his hands and face while Nan Xi washed his hands and face for the last time. She made sure that he was not feverish and felt relieved.

"Chu Nanyi said that you might have a fever at night, so he specially left Qingling to prepare the medicine in advance." Nan Xi smiled lightly, "But I think your physique is strong enough, so you just didn't get hot."

Rong Yu's eyes fell on the raised corners of her lips. He was silent for a moment and then whispered: "Xi'er is in a good mood?"

Nan Xi was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyebrows: "You woke up safely and didn't have a fever. Of course I'm in a good mood. Should I be frowning?"

Rong Yu slowly shook his head: "That's not what I meant."

It was because she didn't look very happy before he fell asleep. He knew that his behavior of not caring about his body had annoyed her, and he could feel her cold attitude before, so he asked this question.

Nan Xi sighed: "Who made me like you? When I see you sad, I feel heartbroken. How can I still have the energy to fight with you? Besides, it's just because I'm worried about your health, and there's no other reason. It's not worth it. "Waste your time on the cold war."

When Rong Yu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes."

After a moment of silence, Rong Yu held her hand and raised his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to speak but hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Nan Xi looked at him puzzled, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Rong Yu shook his head and looked at her with an obvious look in his eyes. However, Nan Xi's face seemed to have no other expression except worry and concern.

"Are you hungry?" Nan Xi asked him, "I asked them to go to the imperial kitchen to get some porridge. It's late at night and you are injured, so you can only eat something light."

Rong Yu obviously didn't care about what he was eating. The corners of his lips moved. He clearly had something to say, but somehow he couldn't say it out.

Nan Xi just pretended not to know.

Not long after, Qing Ling and Yin Shuang walked into the hall. Yin Shuang was holding a tray with two bowls of fried soup on it.

"This medicine is for reducing fever, and the other medicine is for wound healing." Qing Ling walked into the inner hall and glanced at Rong Yu, "I want to take the regent's pulse. Please ask the regent..."

Before she finished speaking, Nan Xi had already grabbed Rong Yu's hand and stretched it out.

Qing Ling narrowed her eyes and quietly checked Rong Yu's pulse. After a moment, she raised her eyes to look at Rong Yu's face and hesitantly probed his forehead: "Is that okay?"

She had heard that the regent had a cold and ruthless temperament and would never let women get close to him easily. Apart from His Majesty, he was not allowed to have skin-to-skin contact with any woman, otherwise he would be very angry.

Before Rong Yu could speak, Nan Xi had already spoken: "There is nothing wrong with a doctor treating a disease."

Rong Yu said nothing.

So Qing Ling cautiously stretched out her hand to touch Rong Yu's forehead, not daring to press too close to it. She only touched it with two fingers and quickly withdrew: "Fortunately, the regent doesn't have a fever."

So there is no need to take antipyretic medicine.

Qing Ling turned around and took out a bowl of dark concoction from Yinshuang's tray. She was about to hand it to Rong Yu, but Nan Xi reached out to take it.

"Is this medicine for injuries? Can I try it?" Nan Xi looked at Qing Ling and asked, "Will it affect the child?"

Rong Yu's expression changed slightly: "Xi'er."

"If you just taste it, it won't have any effect." Qing Ling said, frowning slightly, "But the medicine is very bitter. If your Majesty is worried about the medicine, you can let the palace people try it..."

Before she finished speaking, Nan Xi had already stirred it with a spoon, then picked up the spoon, tasted the concoction on the white jade porcelain spoon with the tip of her tongue, and clicked her tongue twice, as if she was tasting some delicious delicacy.

Yinyue quickly got some water to rinse her mouth: "What are you doing, Your Majesty? All the slaves are here, and it's not your Majesty's turn to do the poison test in person."

Nan Xi rinsed her mouth and said calmly: "Who told you that I was doing a drug test?"

With Yinyue Yinshuang here, she must have made sure that the decoction was non-toxic before she dared to bring it over. What kind of poison does she need to test?

Yinyue was puzzled: "Then why does your majesty..."

"I want to taste how bitter this medicine is." Nan Xi spoke calmly and began to feed Rong Yu the medicine with a spoon, "I didn't put enough Coptis chinensis, so I will add two ounces more to tomorrow's medicine."

Yinyue was speechless: "..." Add two more taels of coptis?

Qing Ling's expression paused: "..." Does Your Majesty know how bitter this medicine will be if two taels of coptis are added to it?

Rong Yu opened his mouth to drink the medicine in silence, thinking to himself that it seemed that he had relaxed too early, and Xi'er's anger was obviously not gone yet.

The inner hall was silent for a moment.

Both Yinyue and Qingling realized that something was not right in the atmosphere, and turned around silently and retreated. Nan Xi's expression looked calm and gentle, feeding Rong Yu the medicine one mouthful at a time, her movements were particularly gentle and meticulous, and she stopped occasionally. , took out a handkerchief and wiped the fine sweat on Rong Yu's forehead.

She really looks like a standard good wife and mother, taking care of her husband in every possible way, virtuous and gentle.

He was weak, prone to sweating, and with pain all over his body. Rong Yu didn't feel very good at this time, but it didn't matter whether he was feeling well or not. He didn't say anything, and just drank the bowl of medicine in silence. .

Nan Xi put the empty bowl aside and saw another layer of fine sweat on Rong Yu's forehead and nose. She wiped him with a handkerchief and said, "I wiped your body again when you fell asleep at night." "If you sweat a lot after eating the porridge, I'll wipe it again."

Rong Yu was about to say something when he saw Qingyang had already brought the porridge in.

The white porridge carefully cooked in the imperial kitchen is crystal clear and fragrant, making you appetizing just by looking at it.

"Your Majesty, you have worked hard tonight, please take a rest." Qingyang said, "Come here to serve the master."

Yin Yue stood aside and said with a smile: "Since entering Dongling, the prince and His Majesty have been together all day long. Qingyang, the personal guard, has almost lost his sense of existence. He stays outside all day enjoying the wind and sun. He looks so pitiful alone. Today, I finally have the opportunity to serve the prince again. Master, let him fulfill his duties as a subordinate."

Qingyang heard this and rarely sang against Yin Yue. Instead, he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, the work of serving people should be done by subordinates. How can the princess... well, how can His Majesty do it personally?"

The title of His Majesty is still a bit unfamiliar and difficult for him. After all, Nan Xi just ascended the throne today. The new identity is even a brand new role change. It takes time for Qingyang to accept it.

His master was originally a powerful regent. Although he is still the regent now, he has become the "subordinate" of the princess. It really makes people sigh at the wonders of the world.

Rong Yu looked at Qingyang expressionlessly, his eyes revealing a bit of indifference.

Qingyang was stunned. Did the master not welcome him?

"Taking care of the husband should be done personally." Nan Xi raised a soft arc at the corner of her lips and calmly took the porridge, "You can go down."