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Just as he was seriously embroidering the upper of his shoes, the door creaked open.

I raised my eyes and saw that it was actually him. I put down the embroidered basket and stood up. I indifferently said, "Your Majesty, you've come." Upon closer inspection, his face was still slightly red, and the smell of alcohol was blowing in the air.

Now that I didn't even bring my father-in-law with me, I turned around and said, "I'll make a cup of tea for His Majesty."

When I reached the table, he grabbed my waist from behind.

The palace maid tactfully lowered her head and left before closing the door.

"I'll get you a cup of tea and go get drunk." I bent down and pulled his hand away.

He hugged my hands together and buried his head in my shoulder. "Zhiqiu, don't move. Let me stay here quietly for a while."

He was in a really bad mood. I asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I'm fine." he answered hoarsely.

Lifting his face slightly, I felt the heat on his face was a bit heavy. I started to pour him a cup of tea, but he leaned on my shoulder and closed his eyes.

He put down the tea. "Your Majesty, if you're tired, then sleep for a while."

He didn't resist. I took him to the bed, but he still wouldn't let go of me.

Touching his forehead, he felt that his hands were slightly hot. It was unknown if his face was red from drunkenness or discomfort.

After sleeping with him for a while, his body was burning from the heat. I got up gently and brought a cup of water to him. "Your Majesty, have some water."

"A headache." he said softly, his face buried in the pillow like a child's.

She smiled and said, "Don't drink too much if it hurts. It's not like you don't know how injured you are. Drink some water first. It's already dark. Are you hungry? Do you want to have dinner?"

"I don't want to eat anything." He opened his eyes with difficulty, drank some water from my hand, then buried it again. "Don't disturb me. I want to sleep."

When I left the outer hall, I told Eunuch Yang that he didn't want to eat anything.

Eunuch Yang's body was filled with wealth, and his face looked very gentle, but his eyes couldn't be seen. I knew he was from the Yang family, but I didn't know why he was my father-in-law.

The emperor valued him a lot as well, and his words carried a lot of weight within the palace.

He sighed and bowed as he said, "Then Yun Fengyi will take care of your majesty. The Li family has been busy lately and your majesty is not in a good mood. After drinking some wine today, you will be in a good mood."

"Yes." "Yes," I said lightly. He didn't have the pride and pride that the Yang family had.

I lit a candle, the room was warm and bright, he was still sleeping soundly, and I did not worry about him, but sat in the water, sewing.

He had just started learning how to do all these and was quite interested in it.

"Zhiqiu." His voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

I put down the things in my hands and went over. Are you hungry? "

"Thirsty." He spat out a word, blinking like a poor child.

I poured him a glass of water, but it was a little hot. I blew gently on it before bringing it to his lips. "Drink slowly."

After drinking it, he still felt uncomfortable, turning it over and over. When I touched his forehead, it scared me.

"I'll have the eunuch go to Doctor Xuan."

He took my hand and looked at me pleadingly. "No."

"But you're sick. You have to find a doctor, or else you'll be in so much pain."

He shook his head, his eyes determined. "No."

There was nothing I could do about him. He was sick and he didn't see the doctor, but I couldn't let him do that. I let the ladies bring in some cold water and covered his forehead with a towel. He sighed heavily, then closed his eyes and quieted down.

When the towel was almost warm, he changed another one, and by the time the wind outside howled in the middle of the night, his heat had finally subsided.

From time to time he would open his eyes and look at me, and I would ask, "What are you looking at? are you afraid that I will really go to Doctor Xuan? "

He grinned foolishly and rubbed his hot face against my hand. "Sometimes, it's pretty good to get a little sick. Zhiqiu, I'm hungry."

He really knew how to mess things up. He really wanted to eat the Jiang-Nan tasty porridge in the middle of the night.

I wanted to tell him it was the middle of the night and he could eat whatever it was that was snowing outside, but he said, "It's so bitter in my mouth. I don't want to eat anything. I just want to eat porridge."

In the end, the congee was still sent over, but he said that he didn't want to eat it anymore.

Looking at the sky turning slightly pale, I sighed. Half of his soul and personality is definitely that of a child.

Forget it, it would be better if he didn't eat. After making a ruckus in the middle of the night, he would be very tired. After eating his porridge, he would change his wet towel, and then get a palace maid to bring him a quilt.

He's sick now, so don't infect me. Be careful when you have children, that's what matters.

When I woke up, I found him in bed again. He was sleeping very soundly beside me, and his face was a little red. He was as beautiful as a crabapple flower that had just bloomed. I touched his face lightly, but fortunately it was much better than last night. The towel slipped to the side of the bed, and he breathed heavily.

I got up quietly and went outside. Eunuch Yang told me that he woke up early in the morning and went back to sleep.

When I said that he seemed to be sick, whether or not he should use Imperial Physician Xuan, Eunuch Yang shook his head. "No need, Your Majesty doesn't like to eat medicine, but the medicine will be added to the meal. At noon, we can eat some food to persuade the emperor to eat more."

He knew the Emperor very well, and I think he was a very disciplined man, public and private, and even though he was a child in bed in the middle of the night, he would get up in the morning and go to the morning court no matter how uncomfortable he was.