"It's hard for ordinary people to deal with injuries, but you are the king of a country and you have the best doctors in Dongning at your disposal. How can you not be able to cure your old illness?"
Song Wan walked up to Shen Qianyu, took his hand and said softly: "In the past, you were stubborn, and you couldn't bear to cooperate with the imperial doctor to recuperate your body with acupuncture, medicine and diet. Now that you are getting older, do you know that this matter is serious?"
Song Wan joked: "If the knife doesn't fall on your flesh, it won't hurt."
"From today on, I will ask Dr. Xu to give you acupuncture every day, and let Dr. Fu prepare a medicated diet for you. In this way, you will be better for a few years."
"can you?"
"nature."
Holding Shen Qianyu's hand, Song Wan lowered his eyes: "Every life must lead to death. Lifespan cannot be forced. Please relax and don't worry about lifespan every day."
In the early years when he was in Nanqing, he suffered severe physical injuries, and he suffered many new injuries in the Battle of Suhe. In recent years, his symptoms of physical discomfort have become more and more obvious, and she is worried about this in her heart.
But Song Wan knew that life, old age, illness and death were inevitable and could not be escaped, so he was not obsessed with letting Shen Qianyu find a way to live forever.
"Instead of worrying about your body every day, it is better to let go of your worries and feel at ease both physically and mentally."
"When a person feels at ease, his health will be much better."
Helping Shen Qianyu unfold the wrinkled clothes in front of her, she smiled and said: "And I know you love me and won't leave me alone, so I never worry about this, and you don't need to worry either. "
Shen Qianyu was timid and clingy. In the past few years, he had become increasingly obsessed with her. If he didn't see her for a moment, he would search the entire harem for her.
Thinking of his appearance, Song Wan's heart felt sour, but he felt sorry for him even more.
When he was young, no one cared about him, no one loved him, and he had a tough and self-reliant character. Who knows that when people are not confused, they develop a childish nature.
Occasionally, she even felt that the other person was more like a child than Shen Shiyan or Shen Shixiao.
"I won't. I will never abandon Wan'er and let go first in this life."
After saying this, Shen Qianyu seemed to be filled with energy and was no longer as weak as before.
"There is nothing I can't do that I have set my sights on in this life. Just watch and I will be able to hold on and walk behind you."
Shen Qianyu stood up, as if he had returned to his childhood when he was isolated and helpless in Nanqing.
He is that person who becomes more motivated to fight as the road ahead becomes more difficult.
From that day on, Shen Qianyu followed Song Wan's arrangements every day, asking the imperial physician to administer acupuncture to treat his knees in the morning and evening. He also ate mostly warm and tonic medicated meals.
I don't know whether it was the imperial doctor's recuperation that worked, or whether he had the energy in his heart to support him, but Shen Qianyu's body gradually became stronger.
When Shen Shiyan was in his early ten years, Shen Qianyu took him with him to train him. Now that Shen Shiyan had just reached the crown, he hurriedly took the throne and became the emperor with peace of mind.
On the day when the new emperor ascended the throne, the happiest person was not Shen Shiyan, but Shen Qianyu who was finally free.
"I have fulfilled my responsibilities throughout my life. From today on, I can spend my days with my son in peace, hear the fireworks of the world, taste the grains and grains, and be a happy and carefree person."
Throwing the soft pillow he was used to on the phoenix couch in Changle Palace into the cage, Shen Qianyu reached out to pick up the curtain hanging on the bed.
Song Wan looked at his actions and said helplessly: "What did you use this item for? The courtyard is very narrow, and it doesn't fit the size of the bed in the house. Even if you take it over, you won't be able to use it."
"It doesn't matter, I'll cut it."
"Queen mother, please leave it to your father. My father has finally taken off the burden from his shoulders and is now getting better."
"Xiao'er is right."
With a slight smile on his face, Shen Shixiao stood aside and watched his father busy.
He has now grown into a handsome young man, and just standing there is a sight to behold. Although he is young, you can rarely feel the high-spirited and romantic pride of a young man in him.
Shen Qianyu often said that Shen Shixiao followed Song Wan and was soaked in the aroma of books at a young age.
"Brother Huang is still in the future. I think he is feeling aggrieved in his heart."
"My brother is not here, so you arranged for me to be my brother in front of my father, the emperor, and my mother?"
Shen Shiyan came in from outside the house and leaned on the side with his arms folded.
He was tall and tall, half a hand taller than Shen Qianyu.
Shang Rong once said that the child they worked together to cultivate should be a tall and vigorous person, but the older Shen Shiyan grew, the more he revealed the evil and sycophantic spirit that Shen Qianyu only had when he was young.
It was okay when he was young, but after he ascended the throne, his eyes were cold and sharp, which was very different from when he was a child, and it was very scary.
Zhao Nanzhang once said that he was born to be an emperor, but Song Wan felt that Zhao Nanzhang loved Yan'er so much that there was nothing wrong with him.
"Brother Emperor, haven't you ever been wronged?"
Shen Shixiao smiled slightly, and Shen Shiyan snorted slightly when he saw this.
His father and mother wanted to move out of the palace and live in another courtyard, but he refused anyway and opened a relatively quiet courtyard in a remote part of the harem. After much persuasion, the two decided to stay in the palace to retire.
Shen Shiyan knew that his father wanted to give up power completely.
Now that his father has left the pinnacle of power, he no longer intends to interfere in government affairs, and he also wants him to be an emperor with peace of mind.
But to Shen Shiyan, he was an emperor and the son of an emperor and his mother. How could this emperor's status compete with the love of flesh and blood?
Thinking of this, Shen Shiyan said: "I feel aggrieved, but thinking that my father will not love me even though I am wronged, I can only swallow this grievance and secretly feel sad."
Shen Qianyu put away his hands and looked back at Shen Shiyan with disgust.
When Shen Shiyan and Shen Shixiao saw this, they immediately laughed.
They have always had a deep love for each other as brothers, and they have never had any bad feelings until they were so old.
Shen Shiyan did not want Shen Qianyu and his wife to move out of the palace, and he also wanted to leave behind his younger brother Tong Wanxiao and the several old concubines in the harem.
His two brothers had grown up together under the watch of these people. If they both went to other palaces, he would really be alone.
With his father and mother staying in the palace, he felt like the family was still together.
Who says emperors are ruthless?
If he were to speak, there were also people in the royal family who were passionate about love.
After moving things to the small courtyard, Shen Qianyu held Song Wan's hand and walked leisurely behind.
There are rooms reserved for Shang Rong, Shen Shiyan, Shen Shixiao and others in the small courtyard. The only ones who may live with them permanently are Wan Xiao Jirong and Heng Zhi.
"Wei Chen has seen..."
As soon as they entered the small courtyard, Wan Xiao and Jirong were about to kneel down and salute. Shen Shiyan quickly stepped forward and helped the two of them up.
"I can't bear this gift from you, the second elder."
He and Shen Shixiao were favored in the hands of these two people. They were both teachers, friends, masters and servants. How could they accept the courtesy of the two elders?
Ji Rong wanted to kneel down again, but Shen Qianyu said: "In this courtyard, these red tapes can be dispensed with."
They are all old bones and really can’t afford to worry about it.
"Leave this cage to the slave. I will boil hot water for the masters. The masters will go and have a rest."
The person who spoke was the young eunuch who was following Ji Rong. His name was Liu Yao. He was Shen Shiyan's closest attendant and the disciple brought out by Ji Rong.
He was smart and nimble in his movements. As he spoke, he had already taken the box and cage and placed it in the house.
Wan Xiao and others entered the house. Shen Qianyu looked at his and Song Wan's bedroom and smiled lightly.
Looking at this house, you can tell that Shen Shiyan put his heart into it.
His prince knew that he was in poor health and was afraid of the cold. Therefore, a fire tunnel was built underground in this small courtyard. Now the earth dragon is burning, and the house is as warm as spring. The cold air from the Changle Palace dissipated quickly after entering this room.
"This house is nice, small and exquisite, and it won't be cold in winter."
Song Wan looked at Shen Shiyan and smiled lovingly.
Her face was no longer as beautiful as when she was young, and there were faint fine lines between her eyebrows, but Shen Qianyu still felt moved when he looked at her.
"You little ones will all stay and have a simple meal together. After today, don't bother me by coming here."
Pointing to a few young people in the room, Shen Qianyu spoke calmly.
Shen Shiyan and Shen Shixiao didn't react at all, but Cui Yun, the godson whom Liu Yao and Wan Xiao had adopted years earlier, responded respectfully.
After several people had eaten, they left one by one. Shen Qianyu and Song Zhuan went to rest in the house. Only Cui Yun stood next to Wan Xiao and said with worry: "It's still cold now, why don't my foster father go to the house to rest? "
Wan Xiao lay on the lounge chair, closing her eyes and basking in the sun.
After a long time, he said: "The second son of the Li family went to Nanqing some time ago, are they safe now?"
"Here we are, settled in Nanqing."
"Does the adoptive father want the child to help me secretly?"
"No need."
"No need..."
Cui Yun raised his head slightly when he heard this. He didn't know why his adoptive father didn't give shelter to the Li family today.
Ever since he was brought to take over Dongchang by Wan Xiao, Cui Yun could often hear words about the Li family from his mouth.
Sometimes it was to provide a little help to clear Li Chengzu's official career, sometimes it was to find a tutor for Li's eldest son, or other trivial matters.
He had secretly investigated this family and found that he had no connection with the imperial family and had no friendship with his adoptive father.
As far as he knew, his adoptive father had not left the palace for many years, and he had never seen anyone from this family named Li. But from time to time, he would receive instructions from Wan Xiao to deal with matters related to this family.
What surprised him the most was that he had just arrived with Wan Xiao a few years ago. Suddenly one day, his adoptive father asked him to deal with a guard in the Beijing camp.
There was nothing unusual about the identity of the guard. He took care of it properly and returned to the palace to report, but his adoptive father waved his hand slightly to show that he was not listening.
"What about Li Shi Zhenniang?"
"Li Shizhenniang..."
Cui Yun was stunned by Wan Xiao's question and couldn't answer for a while.
That was the first time Cui Yun heard the name of the Li family from Wan Xiao's mouth.
"Go check it out and then settle down."
Wan Xiao only left this sentence and asked him to settle Li's Zhenniang.
He didn't understand what his adoptive father meant at the time, but after careful inspection, he realized that the guard of the Beijing camp was the husband of the Li family. On the outside, he is generous and righteous, and seems to be a kind person, but in fact he is addicted to gambling and is despicable.
He secretly used Li's dowry to pay off his gambling debts, and even forced Li to ask for money from his mother's family.
Li's mother felt sorry for her daughter and gave her to her several times, and even gave her half a box of pearls.
But the guard was not only ungrateful, but also had an increasing appetite. He often punched and kicked Li, which was very bad.
Later, Cui Yong secretly dealt with Li's husband. Not long after, Li was abandoned and returned home, taking her two daughters with her.
Since then, he would hear his adoptive father ask about this family every year and a half, until today.
"If you go to Nanqing, it's out of our control. Even Dongchang's hand can't be extended that long."
Wan Xiao stood up, and Cui Yong quickly stepped forward to help him and helped him into the house.
Shen Qianyu, Wan Xiao and others settled down in this hospital. Song Wan had learned a lot of medical skills from Taiyi Medicine in order to take care of Shen Qianyu over the years.
She usually performed acupuncture and massage. Shen Qianyu was a little bit intolerant at first, but Song Wan insisted and he let her go.
After entering this small courtyard, time seemed to slow down.
The two of them got up early and walked around the imperial garden. When they were tired, they went back to the courtyard to rest, or have lunch with Wanxiao Hengzhi and others.
Occasionally, Shang Rong, Zhao Nanzhang and others would come, and everyone would drink tea and play chess together to kill time.
In the past few years of living in the small courtyard, Shen Qianyu had taken good care of his body, and Song Wan also relaxed a lot.
Shen Shiyan was becoming more and more powerful as an emperor. When he occasionally came to the courtyard to eat with the two of him, he would show a somewhat solemn look from time to time. Song Wan didn't know if something happened in the previous court, but neither she nor Shen Qianyu bothered to ask.
Now that the country was in his hands, she and her husband believed that Shen Shiyan could manage it well.
When Song Yuning passed away, Shen Qianbai returned to Dongning once, not only to report the funeral, but also to return Nanqing.
Song Wan didn't know how Qian Bai negotiated with Yan'er. She only knew that Xiao'er returned to Nanqing with Qian Bai not long after.
When he learned about his aunt's death and when Shen Shixiao left the capital, Song Wan did not shed any tears. But one autumn day, Shen Qianyu suddenly caught a cold and fell ill, which made her jealous for several days.
It was just an ordinary cold, but Shen Qianyu didn't recover even though it took a long time.
Song Wan was anxious in his heart, but he never expressed it on his face.
"Are you taking medicine again today?"
"The last bowl."
Shen Qianyu frowned: "You said the same thing yesterday."
"Really? Why can't I remember?"
As Song Wan spoke, he brought the medicine bowl in front of Shen Qianyu, and then took a spoon and fed it to him one by one.
"bitter……"
"Your little grandson has never shouted the word "bitter" even when taking medicine. What did you shout?"
The half-warm medicine was put into Shen Qianyu's mouth again, but Song Wan didn't speak again.
Knowing that she was angry with him for not protecting his body and deliberately feeding him the bitter medicine one bite at a time, Shen Qianyu did not dare to say anything, so he gritted his teeth and swallowed it in one mouthful.
"Next time, do you dare to drink in the courtyard wearing only your underwear?"
"I don't dare anymore."
"It's better if you don't dare."
Song Wan took out a candied plum from the porcelain jar and put it into Shen Qianyu's mouth. Shen Qianyu frowned and frowned, not daring to utter a word of rebuttal.
"Wan'er, you have gray hair on your temples."
Shen Qianyu raised his head and suddenly saw many silver threads beside Song Wan's temples. He looked at it blankly, as if he was very surprised.
"It's not like this today, why are you making such a fuss?"
"And how old are we two? It's even more surprising that we don't have gray hair."
Shen Qianyu looked at Song Wan standing in the sun and said blankly: "But in my heart, the song Wan'er is all about the cold and beautiful appearance of standing under the moonlight in a courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing."
"It was before and it is now."
"Then you get better soon. When you are healthy, you can take me back to the villa on the outskirts of Beijing. I want to go there and have a look at the moonlight that day. I want to hear you say that everything is going well and I will meet you again. A good man."
Shen Qianyu raised his head, with a little smile in his eyes: "Okay, I will definitely take Wan'er back to the suburbs of Beijing again..."
