Chapter 226 Why
"Your Majesty." An imperial doctor stood outside the palace and asked respectfully, "Is this the time for me to go over and ask for the pulse of the emperor...the abdicated emperor?"
Wen Jin turned to look at him and said softly: "Mr. I will show my filial piety to the Son of Man.”
"Yes." Doctor Xue lowered his head, "I will go and get King Xian's pulse now."
Yan Qing said: "The Queen Mother wants to see Yan Chen?"
The Queen Mother said nothing.
"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother probably doesn't want to go for the time being." Wen Jin's voice was always gentle, "Prince Xian has done nothing for the country, the country, and the country. He is born with dull qualifications and is not qualified for the big task. The Queen Mother probably hates iron but cannot make steel... But this cannot be blamed. King Xian, it is not his own fault that he is dull in qualifications, and it is not his fault that he has more than enough ambition but lacks strength. Fortunately, King Xian is humble, knows how to think about the people of his family and country, and is willing to take the initiative to give up his throne to his more capable Majesty. Yongding will get better and better, become stronger and more prosperous, and the Queen Mother will also be pleased when the time comes.”
As Wen Jin finished speaking every word, Yan Qing watched helplessly as the Queen Mother's face turned the color of pig liver.
Not to mention the Queen Mother, even Yan Qing felt that the slash was really bloody and showed no mercy at all.
"Mother, have a good rest." Yan Qing turned to look at the four remaining maids in the palace, "Serve the Queen Mother well and don't make the Queen Mother tired."
"My slave obeys the order."
Yan Qing and Wen Jin turned around and went to Shou'an Hall. Doctor Xue was standing in front of the bed to check Yan Chen's pulse. After Yan Qing came in, the two maids immediately bowed their heads and knelt down, silently saluting.
"How is he?"
When Yan Chen heard the voice, he turned his eyes slightly and saw Yan Qing and Wen Jin standing in front of the bed. A ruthless luster flashed in his eyes, and his voice was weak but sinister: "Wen Jin."
"Prince Xian." Wen Jin greeted him friendly, as if visiting a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, with a familiar and concerned tone, "Your Majesty is worried about your physical condition, and specially ordered Doctor Xue to diagnose Prince Xian's pulse. "In the future, if you take appropriate medicine and take good care of yourself, your body will recover slowly. King Xian doesn't have to worry."
Yan Chen froze, "Prince Xian?"
"Yes, although King Xian is willing to abdicate the throne to His Majesty, His Majesty cannot let you stay in the palace without any name or status. After careful consideration, he made you King Xian." Wen Jin nodded calmly, smiled gently and elegantly, "King Xian's top priority is to take good care of his health. Don't think too much about other things. There are His Majesty and the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty outside."
Yan Chen's chest rose and fell violently, and Doctor Xue, who was taking his pulse, was even more frightened, "Emperor...Xian, King Xian..."
Yan Chen took a deep breath and tried his best to maintain calm: "I want to talk to Wen Jin alone."
With his current status, he was actually completely unqualified to say such a thing, but he did.
Not only did he say that, Yan Qing was not angry at all. He turned around and walked out: "I'll go back first, Wen Jin. Come back early when you're done."
"Yes." Wen Jin responded, "I respectfully send you off to Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty." Dr. Xue quickly packed up the medicine box and followed him. He reported respectfully as he walked, "I just checked King Xian's pulse. King Xian is weak and weak, but there is nothing serious. He just needs to prescribe some medicine and take care of himself for a while - "
"Then open it." Yan Qing said calmly, "Prepare the medicine and send the medicinal ingredients directly over, and let the maid of Shou'an Palace cook them for him to take every day."
"I obey the decree."
Yan Qing and Doctor Xue gradually walked away, and the hall became even quieter. The sound of needle drop could be heard in the palace. Wen Jin waved his hand: "You guys, step aside."
The two maids in the palace stood up and left in a hurry, not daring to stay for a moment.
Wen Jin approached the edge of the bed and looked at Yan Chen who was lying weakly on the bed: "What does King Xian have to say to me?"
"Why did you betray me? What benefits did Yan Qing promise you?" Yan Chen gritted his teeth, "In just three years, he has taken the position of chief minister. I have trusted you in every possible way, and this is how you repay me? Wen Jin , People like you will definitely be reviled by future generations, you are a traitor!"
"I will take the position of Chief Assistant within three years, and I should have nothing to do with you, King Xian." Wen Jin raised her lips and smiled, "You trust me, but you are half-trusting, right? And your trust only comes from the late emperor's entrustment. You Have you ever had any sense of judgment?"
"you--"
"You ask me why I betrayed you?" Wen Jin shook his head slowly and sat down on the edge of the bed. "There has never been any talk of betrayal between you and me, because I have never been your minister from the beginning to the end."
What?
Yan Chen's expression froze: "What did you say?"