259 Guilt

He had never had such a happy time, as if he had gained some great sweetness, in this world, only Song Jingyue brought him such a true feeling of gain and loss.

When she smiled, he was happy, and when she looked sad, he was nervous.

Looking at Song Jingyue, who was like a porcelain doll, he couldn't help but brush the hair on her forehead, and gently touched it with the back of his hand, she was sweating, and her forehead was not as hot as Fang Cai.

Her medicine is really effective, it can reduce fever in a short time, where did she get this prescription?

West Garden.

Song Juelin heard Song Jingyue say that the crown princess helped her, so she came over to ask for an understanding, but Ruolan, the maid of Mo Chengcheng, said that the crown princess was not feeling well and had fallen asleep.

Song Juelin ate the closed door, and he was not very happy or happy, this Mo Chengcheng has always been submissive, and he is not salty or light, and the two can say that they have never really gotten along.

On that day, she said that she was sick and did not go to the palace with him for a banquet, causing him to be besieged by the ministers.

When he came back, he saw that she was playing the piano, and Fang Zhimo Chengcheng had always deliberately avoided him.

Maybe it's because of Mo Xianyun.

That's it, he Song Juelin has never liked the difficulties of strongmen, since Yue'er knows it in his heart, he will order someone to keep an eye on the Jade Palace.

On the other side, the Wu court sentenced Song Hui to inform Song Hui of Song Jingyue's illness, and Lord Lu was also listening, only to see that the Wu court judgment said that although His Royal Highness was suffering from the plague, he would definitely find a way to save His Highness, and even made a life and death statement, saying that he could not save His Highness, and he didn't want his old life.

After coming out of the Qinzheng Palace, Lord Lu has been staring at the judgment of the Wu Yuan.

"What is Lord Lu looking at me doing?" The gaze was too hot, and the Wu Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"Wu Yuan sentenced, this ...... You have made a life and death situation in front of Your Majesty, this is a matter of life and death, are you really completely sure? Lord Lu asked curiously.

Does he really have a plan?

But if he had, why was the prescription given to His Royal Highness the Emperor just an ordinary medicine?

Besides, why didn't he give it to the homeless people for trial?

Wu Yuanju glanced at Lord Lu and said, "The prescription of this plague, we have been studying it for so long, although we have eyebrows, we can't solve it fundamentally, and you also know this Lord Lu." Otherwise, he would not have been dragged by the plague and could not get out so far. ”

"Then why did you make a life and death statement in front of the emperor?" Lord Lu asked.

"It's about Emperor Ji, Your Majesty is very concerned, if it were Lord Lu, what would happen to you?" Wu Yuanju asked meaningfully.

When Lord Lu saw him Shendao, he was even more sure in his heart, he even had a life and death situation, he must have a way, if he can really cure the emperor, then the emperor should be rewarded and glorify the lintel!

"The lower officials will naturally do their best to cure His Highness, but he doesn't dare to stand casually in this life and death situation." Lord Lu told the truth.

Wu Yuanju touched his beard and smiled.

Lord Lu followed him all the way back to the Tai Hospital, and Judge Wu asked curiously, "Why did Lord Lu follow me?" ”

"I have been friends with the court judge for many years, and I can't bear to work hard alone with the court sentence, so the next official and the court judge will take a look at the prescription together, right?" Lord Lu said with a grin.

"No need, I'll have to go to the outskirts of the city." Wu Yuanju directly refused, only to see him take a few flavors of medicine from the medicine cabinet and leave.

Lord Lu saw that he was acting strangely, but it was certain that he would keep the secret recipe from others!

The next day, Song Hui came to the Jade Palace to see him as a concubine.

It happened that Lord Lu was writing a prescription for Concubine Ru, so Song Hui asked, "How is Concubine Guifei's condition?" ”

"Your Majesty, the noble concubine Niangniang has been worried about the plague of the homeless people recently, maybe she has been outside for a long time and has contracted the disease, so the high fever did not go away yesterday, and the fever has subsided this morning, and there is no major problem." Lord Lu said.

"That's very good, you go and wait outside."

"Yes."

After taking him away, Song Hui came to the bedside of Ruguifei, Ruguifei saw Song Hui coming, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't do it, the concubine is afraid of being sick to Your Majesty." ”

"It's all right, you're not getting the plague." Song Hui sat down and looked at the pale Rugui Concubine.

Ying'er stood aside and said, "Although Niangniang is sick, she also remembers His Royal Highness Emperor Ji, who had a fever yesterday and has been talking nonsense, feeling guilty!" ”

Song Hui raised his eyes and glanced at Ying'er, "Why are you guilty?" ”

Ruguifei had a sad face, and her face was full of guilt: "Your Majesty, yesterday the concubine thought that she hadn't seen the emperor for a long time, and knew that the emperor had been busy for the past few days without resting, so she asked people to bring pastries to the emperor, but she fell ill after eating the pastries...... The concubine is really guilty...... Could it be that there is something wrong with the food box? Otherwise, why would the concubine and the emperor fall ill at the same time? ”

"You and the emperor are both sick and have a fever, perhaps because the city has accepted the homeless, which has caused the air to be muddy, and the emperor has gone to the suburbs, so he is susceptible to the plague...... How can you be blamed for this? "Song Hui had also heard that Ruguifei sent pastries to Song Jingyue, but now Ruguifei is also very sick, it shouldn't be her doing.

In his heart, the biggest object of suspicion is still Song Juerin.

If he protects the emperor with all his heart, how can the emperor be contaminated with illness?

"Your Majesty, but the concubine is worried about ...... after all"

"You can rest assured. I still have something to deal with, so let's go first! Song Hui patted Ruguifei's shoulder and got up to leave.

Ruguifei looked at his back as he left in a hurry and sighed.

Ying'er helped Ru Guifei to sit up and said, "What are you sighing for?" The emperor has a mother in his heart, so he doesn't care about coming in to see you. ”

"I just sat for a while, and I heard yesterday that how long did the Wu Yuan sentence go in, and how long did Your Majesty stand outside?" Ruguifei said.

"But the emperor didn't go in to see His Royal Highness the emperor after all."

"You know what? Even the queen's mother didn't let in, how could the emperor go in? That's a plague! Ruguifei pulled the futon covering her body, "Call Lord Lu in." ”

"Yes!"

Lord Lu entered the dormitory and told Ru Guifei about some strange actions of the Wu Yuan's judgment, Ru Guifei thought about it and said: "He set up a life and death situation, this is gambling his net worth and life, and the emperor Ji said that the Wu Yuan judged that there is a way, thinking about it, he is taking Fang Zi alone and wants to make meritorious contributions." ”

Lord Lu heard this and said, "Weichen thinks the same way, if not, why should he cover it up?" He was afraid that the recipe would be known, so he asked Runyu to cook ordinary medicine, and then put a few flavors of medicinal materials in private, but this new medicinal material, Wei Chen really couldn't see through what it was! He was afraid that Weichen would only boil the prescription and cure the princess first, robbing him of his credit!! ”

"You don't have the ability to research a prescription, you really have to rely on robbing, otherwise, you can only be sentenced by the Wu Court for the rest of your life." If the concubine means something.