Chapter 315 (2/2)

”The maidservant is going to sweep the snow.” Frost son is more nimble. He throws his stick on the ground and pretends nothing has happened.

”Be alert in the future. Your mother almost has an accident today.” Mr. an smiled clearly, ”when it's time to do it, do it.”

Frost son hurried to answer, followed in an Gonggong after entering the bedroom.

Zhang Chaozong rushed from the hospital like a gust of wind. He overturned the tonic for Princess Yue, knocked down two little eunuchs, and finally ran from one end of the palace to the other in a rush of fragrant Kung Fu.

Many years later, such a fast speed has never been surpassed by anyone in the hospital.

There is only one idea in Zhang Chaozong's mind, that is, Pei Zhuang can't die. He has to ask Pei Zhuang for advice on the herbal medicine he saw in the Pharmacopoeia. This matter has made him scratch his liver and lung all day. If Pei Zhuang dies, will he not suffer forever?

In the dormitory, Zhang Chaozong felt the pulse for Pei makeup at the bedside, and frowned slightly: ”it seems that the coma of Niang is not due to frostbite, but because of qi stagnation.”

”What is a bad breath?”

Zhang Chaozong gave a voice and explained, ”in short, it's dizzy.”

At this time, the founder who fainted Pei makeup is holding Pei makeup's hand tightly and looking at her anxiously.

Gu Jinghong thinks it must be because the more noble the concubine is, the heavier he should have been punished earlier, so as to make up for Pei smoothly.

”I'm going to prescribe a pair of medicine for your mother. It's OK after taking it. It's just that the poison in your mother's body hasn't completely disappeared. I'm going to have a rest recently.” Zhang Chaozong said slowly.

Gu Jinghong helped Pei make up to tuck in the quilt and left after she fell asleep.

Later that night, the palace was talking about the matter of Yue Guifei. They all said that she killed herself and tried to torture Pei Zhuang but brought the emperor with her. Otherwise, she would not be punished.

But the Emperor didn't go to the allergic concubine any more. Those who looked at the bustling people understood that the allergic concubine had not regained her favor.

Pei Zhuang is not very interested in this matter. She has been bothered by Zhang Chaozong recently. She has been thinking about how to avoid this medical obsession all day.

She just woke up and heard Lan'er say that Zhang Chaozong had been at the gate of Xuanji palace early in the morning, holding the unfinished pharmacopoeia in his hand, and wanted to ask Pei Zhuang for advice.

Pei Zhuang poked his head out of the bed and said to Lan'er faintly, ”go tell Zhang Chaozong that if he bothers our palace to sleep again, our palace will kill itself. He will never know the effect of that medicine in his life.”

”I will go now.” Lan'er thought her mother was really cruel.

However, this method is very useful for Zhang Chaozong. After hearing this, he left immediately, for fear that Pei's makeup would not be able to think of it.

Pei Zhuang turned over and went to sleep. Then she went to sleep at dusk. She heard the sound of people moving around in the room. It was not Lan'er who heard the footsteps.

Is it Zhang Chaozong's madness to break into her bedroom?

”Who's out there?” Pei Zhuang grabs the jade pillow and cautiously opens the curtain of the bed to look at the person, ”Song Xuanye?”

The light in the room was dim. Song Xuanye stood by her bed and looked at her worried.

”I heard that you have suffered a crime in the palace and passed out a few days ago, so I wanted to see you. Are you ok?” Song Xuanye asked softly.

In fact, it's good. But Pei Zhuan thinks about it. Song Xuanye is also a man of huaiwang, so she should not behave better.

”The days in the palace are like years!” Pei Zhuang beat the bedplate angrily.