Yan Jinqiu drowsily woke up. He didn't know if it was because he had slept for too long or because he was sick, but his vision was blurry. He only recovered when he heard a sound beside him.
"Do you feel better?"
There was a warm hand on his forehead. He blinked and saw Hua Xi Wan bend down and touch his forehead with the corner of her lips.
"Your body temperature has dropped." Hua Xi Wan sat up. "You slept for many hours. Get up and eat something."
The servant girl standing behind her perceptively handed over a blue-and-white bowl with a white base. Hua Xi Wan used her injured left hand to hold the bowl. Her right hand picked up a spoon to taste. It was slightly hot. She scooped up a spoonful and blew on it before holding it in front of Yan Jinqiu. "Come, try this. This is the vegetable porridge that I had the kitchen make for you. After you recover, I will have them make something good for you. Right now, your stomach can only suffer for a while. "
Mutong supported Yan Jinqiu to sit against the head of the bed. Seeing wang fei use a tone to coax Wang Ye, he carefully looked at Wang Ye. Seeing that there was no anger on the other's face, he bowed and retreated to the side.
Yan Jinqiu looked at the porridge in the spoon. It was called vegetable porridge, but it really was simple vegetable porridge. The finely chopped vegetables were wrapped around the glowing rice grains and gave off a light fragrance. He felt his appetite increase and swallowed the spoonful of porridge.
Seeing Yan Jinqiu eat, Hua Xi Wan used a pair of chopsticks to pick up a finely chopped pickled radish from a nearby plate. Smiling, she held it next to Yan Jinqiu's mouth. "Come, try this."
"What is this?" Yan Jinqiu looked in puzzlement at the thing on the chopsticks.
"This is a pickled radish. It's not too complicated to make. Every year, when there's a lot of vegetables, people will put them in their homemade salt water. When there's less vegetables, they'll use them with rice." Hua Xi Wan thought for a while and added, "When you eat too much oily food, this radish is very suitable to stimulate your appetite."
Hearing that many commoners ate this, Yan Jinqiu doubted the taste of this thing, but he still put it in his mouth. The taste was a little sour and a little salty. It couldn't be said whether it was delicious or not, but because it had a salty taste, it was indeed suitable to go with rice.
Hua Xi Wan didn't tell Yan Jinqiu that the kimchi he was eating had gone through a lot of processing, and many kinds of seasonings had been added to the brine of the kimchi. Ordinary people wouldn't pay so much attention to it if they made it at home.
"It's okay to try this kind of thing once in a while, but if you eat it often, won't it affect your body?" Yan Jinqiu finished the porridge with the kimchi. After rinsing his mouth, he wiped the corners of his mouth and asked, "It's said in medical books that eating too much of this kind of pickled food is harmful to the body."
"Of course it's not good to eat this all the time." Hua Xi Wan wiped his hand with a hot towel. "Most commoners will think of all kinds of ways to make their lives better. Otherwise, how can there be so many novel foods among the commoners?"
"The real wise people are often among the commoners." Yan Jinqiu sighed. "But even so, it's better if they have more fresh fruits and vegetables to eat." The aristocratic families would never lack food, but the commoners had to rely on the weather to make a living. It was fine if the weather was good, but if there was a disaster, life would be very difficult.
"Rest for a while." Hua Xi Wan pressed his shoulder and let him lie back under the quilt. "You can't take a bath today. You can only do it after you recover, okay?"
Yan Jinqiu only poked his head out of the quilt and nodded obediently.
Hua Xi Wan was very satisfied with his cooperation. She nodded and said, "Go to sleep. I'll be by your side."
Yan Jinqiu's mouth showed a trace of a smile. He actually closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep. Perhaps it was because someone was sincerely willing to accompany him, or perhaps it was because he was sick and weak, but he slept very well. When he woke up, it was already the next morning.
He sat up in bed and saw that Hua Xi Wan was lying on the soft couch next to him. Her black hair poured down, and the ends of her hair fell to the ground. The room was quiet.
He put on his coat and walked to the window. He opened the window and found that it was still foggy outside. It was hazy, like a fairyland.
"You're awake?" Hua Xi Wan rubbed her eyes and woke up. She saw the scenery outside the window, "It's so foggy."
The servant girls waiting outside heard movement from inside the room. After paying their respects, they brought in the things for washing up. The two washed and changed into clean clothes. Hua Xi Wan saw that Yan Jinqiu had returned to his usual energetic state. She yawned and said, "You're the one who's sick. Why does it look like I'm sick?"
Yesterday afternoon, the three people in the palace had sent tonics to the wang fu. She almost thought that Yan Jinqiu didn't have a small cold, but a serious illness.
Yan Jinqiu saw that Hua Xi Wan still looked tired and knew that she hadn't rested well to take care of him. He said, "After breakfast, let's rest for a while."
"En." Hua Xi Wan nodded. She felt that this was a good idea.
Because Yan Jinqiu had recovered, his breakfast became lean meat porridge with a few side dishes. Just as they finished eating, they heard a shocking piece of news. Hua Xi Wan's plan to catch up on sleep was shattered.
"Wang Ye, wang fei, Princess Duan He's fu was filled with sobs this morning. The fuma is gone." Mutong saw that Hua Xi Wan's expression was slightly shocked and said, "I heard that he was gone last night after the second watch."
Compared to Princess Duan He's ostentatious behavior in Jing, this Duan He fuma was much more low-key. Usually, no matter what happened in Jing, this fuma didn't like to join in. Because Princess Duan He had many handsome manservants in the fu, there were even people who mocked this fuma for being a cuckold behind his back. However, this fuma didn't have any reaction and continued to live leisurely. Who would believe that such a magnanimous person had suddenly disappeared?
"The recent days haven't been peaceful." Hua Xi Wan frowned. After she and Yan Jinqiu had married, many things had happened in Jing. It seemed that after the murder of Master Zhang, there had been many incidents in Jing. Even the Crown Prince had lost his life in this succession battle. She didn't know how many people had been trapped in this battle for the throne.
Yan Jinqiu reached out and gently gripped her hand. "Don't be afraid."
Hua Xi Wan smiled at him and then said, "In the future, when you go out, remember to bring more guards. You are a qinwang now. It won't be against the rules to bring more guards with you."
"Alright." Yan Jinqiu smiled and responded. "The situation is unclear right now. I will go to the princess fu. Your arm is seriously wounded, so you don't have to appear for now."
If he was going to act, he had to go all the way. Also, Hua Xi Wan's arm was seriously wounded. He didn't want her to go to the princess fu.
Hua Xi Wan understood Yan Jinqiu's thoughts and agreed. An hour later, when she was lying on the bed, she heard a servant report that the Shaoqing of Dali Monastery, Zhang Hou, and Assistant Minister Hu of the Ministry of Justice were asking for an audience.
She could only climb out of bed to dress and put on makeup. While Zi Shan was doing her hair, she asked in confusion, "Didn't Shaoqing Zhang incur the Emperor's anger? Why is he still the Shaoqing of Dali Monastery?"
"Nubi doesn't know." Zi Shan frowned. "Nubi heard Mu gonggong say that because many people praised Shaoqing Zhang for being selfless and not afraid of power, the Emperor liked his character and continued to keep him."
The Qilong Emperor didn't want to leave behind a reputation of being muddle-headed. He praised Zhang Hou on the surface, but no one knew how much he hated this person inside. Many people in the prestigious families knew what the Emperor was thinking. This kind of tactic could only be used on those scholars who didn't understand politics.
Zhang Hou sat in the side hall of the front hall of the wang fu. He took the tea that a servant presented and used the motion of drinking to observe the furnishings in the side hall. He felt a wave of elegance wash over him. At a glance, he felt that the master of this fu was very elegant.
"Shaoqing Zhang, please wait a moment. Wang Fei will arrive soon." A taijian dressed in blue robes said in a very polite tone. "Sorry for making you wait."
"No, this one has disturbed you." Zhang Hou smiled politely at the taijian. He didn't recognize this taijian, but from the cloth the other was wearing, he could see that this taijian was at least a steward in the wang fu.
The official registrar of the Supreme Court who came with him sat carefully. From time to time, he would carefully glance at the door. However, he was secretly complaining in his heart. Recently, the capital had encountered some kind of evil spirit. Every two or three days, there would be trouble, causing the people of the Supreme Court and the Ministry of Justice to not have a peaceful day.
Assistant Minister Hu of the Ministry of Justice was in charge of the case of Xian Wang Fei's assassination. He knew inside that this case would only have one result, and that was to find a scapegoat. In reality, when this assassination came out, everyone knew that it was related to the fight for the throne. But no one could say this, and no one dared to casually investigate. Then they could only find a scapegoat that Xian Wang Fu and other related people would be satisfied with.
But no matter what the result was, they still had to go through the process. This Xian Wang Fei had been injured for four or five days. She should be able to see guests.
"Daren, Wang Fei has arrived." The blue-robed taijian from before came back a short while later. After reporting this, he obediently stood at the side with his head bowed.
Everyone present stood. A short while later, they saw Xian Wang Fei appear, dressed in a plain green bamboo dress that reached the ground. They hurriedly raised their hands and said, "This official greets Wang Fei."
"Daren, sorry for making you wait. Please rise." Hua Xi Wan held Zi Shan's hand and sat down. Seeing these people still standing, she said, "Please sit."
The registrar of the Dali Monastery had only heard of Xian Wang Fei's beauty, but had never seen her. Seeing her face today, he couldn't think of any adjectives. He only felt that Xian Wang really had good fortune to be able to marry such a beauty.
"May I know the purpose of your visit today?" Hua Xi Wan let the servants change the tea for these people. She said with a smile, "If we can help, we, Xian Wang Fu, will do our best to cooperate with you."
Zhang Hou saw Xian Wang Fei's pale face and her left arm was bent at an unnatural angle. He knew that she had not recovered from her injuries. He stood and raised his hands in a bow, saying, "Today, we have disturbed Wang Fei's rest. But in order to find the mastermind behind the assassins, Wang Fei, please tell us what happened. "
"So that's how it is." Hua Xi Wan had an expression of realization. She forced a smile and said, "Daren, you have worked so hard for this matter. As the person involved, it is right for me to tell you what happened."
Everyone present saw that while Xian Wang Fei had a smile on her face, there was still undisguised terror in her eyes as she thought of what had happened that day.
Assistant Minister Hu sighed. It was a pity that Xian Wang Fei, such a weak woman, had been so frightened. It had been many days, but she was still like this. It could be seen how dangerous the situation had been.
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