What to call it?

But what should I call it?

Zixi looked at Tianshu silently for a moment, and said lightly: "Call Master." ”

Master?

Chu Chen was surprised: "What do you mean?" ”

"Tianshu is the imperial husband after Rao'er, and he has to learn to deal with court affairs." Zixi's tone was light, "I have stepped down from the throne, and I will be idle in the future, so I will simply teach Tianshu to handle government affairs, and I can become Rao'er's helper in the future." ”

Chu Chen was silent for a moment and nodded: "That's not bad." ”

At least it saves the difficulty of generation and identity.

When the words fell, Chu Chen suddenly frowned: "I'll talk about other things later...... Zixi, we have to go and see Jiuwei first. He's just been injured, and I don't know what happened at this point. ”

Nine micro?

Zixi was silent: "...... Our son? ”

Before she passed out, her son didn't have a name, and the name Jiuwei was also given by Emperor Xiu.

So it's normal for Zixi not to know.

But it's all nine characters, and it's natural to think of Jiuwei's identity from Jiurao.

Chu Chen nodded: "Are you okay now?" ”

"It's fine." Zixi nodded and walked down the mountain, "We're still in the Nine Pavilions?" ”

"Hmm." Chu Chen said, "I came here with Nan Mohao a month ago, but before you woke up at that time, Jiu Rao and Jiu Wei were sent by Emperor Xiu to go around Southern Xinjiang, and Emperor Xiu and Qin Shang also left...... Nan Mohao knew that you couldn't wake up for the time being, so he went back to Dijing. ”

Hearing this, Zixi nodded silently.

There can't be no one in the court for a long time, even if they arrange everything well before leaving, they can't stop accidents from happening.

Since waiting here is also empty, Nan Mohao naturally will not waste the waste in vain.

It's just that from Jiuge to Dijing, after all, it is thousands of miles away, and it is inevitable that it will be hard to go back and forth.

Nine years......

Zixi looked at the mountains in the distance, and the misty valley was heavy and endless, and a sigh crossed his eyes.

Nine years have passed, the world has changed, the children have grown up, and the court should not be the same as before.

The morning sun is gradually rising.

Chu Chen briefly told Zixi about some of the recent events and some things she needed to know as she walked, and soon arrived outside the Imperial Palace's dormitory.

In the dormitory, Yun Ziyi withdrew his hand to check the pulse, and his expression was solemn: "The pavilion master's true qi is exhausted, his vitality is greatly injured, and his body is weak...... More than I could have imagined. ”

Qin Shang's face changed suddenly, and the blood on his face faded.

Jiuwei's face turned pale: "Father......"

"Young master, don't worry about it yet." Yun Ziyi shook his head, his brows furrowed, "It's not a big deal, I just need to rest for a few days, but I only have some medicinal herbs in my hand now...... Gongzi is afraid that he is going to pass Tsing Yi back, he has a lot of elixirs there, and the pavilion master is now in urgent need of replenishing vitality and repairing the dantian. ”

Although he and Yun Qingyi are both doctors of the Nine Pavilions, they have different goals for researching drugs.

What he developed was ordinary medicine for curing diseases and wounds, Yun Qingyi has always been committed to seeking panacea for all parties, and he has been running around outside all year round, and there is no shortage of various rare medicinal materials in his hands.

Qin Sheng nodded: "Let someone send an order to Yun Qingyi and order him to rush back immediately." ”

Yun Ziyi nodded: "Let the pavilion master be quiet these days, don't let people disturb it easily-if it is possible, it is better for the prince to take care of it himself." ”

Qin Sheng nodded, his eyes fell on Di Xiu's face, and his heart ached: "I will." ”