Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

Chapter 117 Fever

Yun Ji didn't expect that Concubine Shu would take the initiative to open the box of pastries. He was caught off guard and his face was filled with sweetness.

Originally, due to his aversion to sweetness, he was very sensitive to this smell.

Now that it is her menstrual period, Yun Ji's sense of smell is stronger than usual.

A feeling of nausea instantly spread in his throat.

But Concubine Shu was still unaware of it and picked up a piece of cake and was about to put it to his mouth.

"This pastry is my favorite. Others usually want to try it, but they don't know how to make it," she smiled, as if she was sharing her favorite food with her best sister. "It's rare that it's still hot, come and try it, sister!"

The feeling of nausea became stronger and stronger. Yun Ji covered his lips with a handkerchief, trying to block out the smell, but he still couldn't help it and retched.

Finally, seeing Yun Ji frowning and trying to express his disgust with his body language, Concubine Shu realized what was happening and put the cake in her hand back into the box.

She quickly used a handkerchief to clean the cake crumbs on her hands, and gently supported Yun Ji's shoulders: "What's wrong, sister? Are you feeling unwell?"

Unable to resist the urge to vomit, Yun Ji stood up and tried to walk to the spittoon, but his legs went weak and he fell back into his chair.

After serving Yun Ji for a while, Lan Fu, who was standing next to him, immediately understood what was going on and hurriedly brought the spittoon over.

He had hardly eaten anything just now, and what he had in the morning was the easily digestible porridge and vegetables. Yun Ji felt uncomfortable and bent over, but he only vomited some sour water.

She patted his back and saw him leaning against the table, looking haggard. Concubine Shu asked Lan Fu, who was able to answer, "Is your sister usually like this? Did you eat something wrong?"

Seeing Lan Fu shaking her head and saying "It's what I eat every day", Concubine Shu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Sister, have you always had no appetite and are too lazy to move recently?"

Lan Fu couldn't put it into words, she hesitated and said, "It seems so, but ever since my queen fell... cough cough cough, my queen hasn't moved much lately."

As if to confirm something, Concubine Shu nodded, her expression becoming more serious: "Are you still sleepy?"

Thinking of how Yun Ji often asked her to ask for leave from the Queen Mother and then sleep for the whole morning, Lan Fu said with more certainty than before: "Yes."

"My sister feels lazy and has no appetite." She bent her armored fingers and counted them carefully. Concubine Shu raised her eyes and said, "Is she pregnant?"

Lan Fu was horrified: "This is impossible. If you are pregnant, you won't have your period. But, Your Majesty is still..."

Immersed in the joy that Yunji might be able to "become more famous because of her son", Concubine Shu could not listen to Lan Fu's words. She turned her head and called Cuizhu: "Go to the Imperial Hospital quickly and invite Judge Li!"

When Yun Ji heard the words "Imperial Hospital", he wanted to struggle, but when he found out that it was not Chen Hong who was calling him, he softened again.

Touching Yun Ji's slightly hot hand, Concubine Shu said earnestly, like a gentle sister who cares for her own sister: "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

In just a few hours, Concubine Shu went from being arrogant and domineering to being gentle and considerate, like a completely different person.

Being asked about his well-being by her, Yun Ji was filled with doubts, and even had a guess.

Concubine Shu's temperament has changed drastically. Has she been possessed by another spirit?

After taking the water handed to him by Lan Fu and rinsing his mouth, Yun Ji slowly turned his gaze to Concubine Shu.

"Your Majesty," he stared at Concubine Shu's eyes and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

"Sister, why do you say that? You are Concubine Lian," she put her hand on Yunji's forehead and understood a little, "Sister, your forehead is hot, I think you are confused because of the fever, no wonder you are talking so strangely."

She turned around and shouted to the servant beside her: "Hurry up and help Concubine Lian to the bed and rest!"

Yun Ji touched his forehead in confusion, but didn't feel any heat.

But it was undeniable that he felt the air he exhaled was hotter than usual, and his mind was not as clear.

After being helped onto the couch, Yun Ji still wanted to find out the reason for Concubine Shu's change.

"Why is your majesty suddenly so nice to me?" His eyes were blurry, his voice was soft, but his words were direct, "I can't understand."

Due to the fever, his words did not sound like he was questioning his mortal enemy, but rather like he was being coquettish and flirting with his sister.

Originally, Concubine Shu wanted to wait until Yunji felt more comfortable before discussing her brother's instructions with him.

Now, seeing that Yun Ji was still sick but insisted on asking, she had no choice but to comfort him and let him put his worries aside for the time being.

"My dear sister, please don't take my sister's harsh words to heart. It's all my fault. Please be magnanimous and don't take it to heart."

Concubine Shu took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "We are sisters. I naturally have no ill will towards you. You are still sick, so don't think too much. Calm down and take good care of yourself."

Concubine Shu's words slowly made the vague doubts in Yun Ji's heart come true.

It was obvious that Concubine Shu was of a higher rank than him, so there was no need for her to be so humble, begging for his forgiveness, or using sweet words to comfort him.

What happened in those few hours just now?

Forced by Concubine Shu to clear his mind, Yun Ji had no choice but to close his eyes.

Concubine Shu has never taken the concubines in the harem seriously. She is too lazy to build good relationships with them, let alone listen to their advice and treat herself well.

Besides, she is the only daughter of the Song family. Who can persuade her?

Could it be her brother, Song Cheng, who has been in charge of the family for a long time?

But Song Cheng, despite the conflict between himself and Yun Ting, always remained neutral and did not lean towards either side.

To put it another way, even if Song Cheng would ask Song Yue not to cause trouble, he would not ask his pampered younger sister to lower her posture to please a Zhaoyi, right?

Yun Ji couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried. He felt annoyed and couldn't help but adjust his lying position.

There must be information that he doesn't know.

When he closed his eyes to rest, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing.

Thinking that the curtain was opened, causing a change in the surrounding atmosphere, he opened his eyes, but did not see Li Yuanpan.

The person who came was Chen Hong, whom Yun Ji was extremely familiar with and yet extremely disgusted with.

Seeing the disgust on Consort Lian's face, Chen Hong quickly forced a smile and said, "The judge was out treating someone, and I thought that Consort Lian's body was already under my care. Now that Consort Lian is not feeling well, I have no choice but to come and help her."

"Doesn't the judge stay in the court all year round? He only went out a few days ago because the regent caught a cold?" Imperial Concubine Shu raised her eyebrows. "Who is so honorable this time?"

"I'm not too sure," Chen Hong took out the pulse-diagnosing instrument, "I only know that someone from the Imperial Master's Mansion came to ask for help."

"The Imperial Master's Mansion?" Concubine Shu lowered her voice, as if she was muttering, "Imperial Master, no wonder he was able to invite Li Yuanpan."

When Yun Ji heard that it was Li Yuanpan who was invited by the Imperial Master's Office, a trace of doubt flashed through his mind.

He had known the Imperial Master for more than twenty years and had never seen him unwell.

In his impression, the national master has extraordinary magical powers and has long been practicing fasting. He is a species that is detached from the secular world and cannot be called a "human".

Because he has lived for hundreds of years and never gets sick.

But even such a powerful imperial teacher could get injured. Does he need to call a royal physician?

Did something happen to him while he was traveling?

By the way, he seemed to be looking for someone...

After checking Yun Ji's pulse and asking about his diet, Chen Hong spoke earnestly.

"The ice is three feet thick, but it didn't freeze overnight. Even though I have treated your Majesty before, your spleen and stomach are still weak. You need to eat light food, and avoid greasy and spicy food."

Thinking of how Yun Ji couldn't help vomiting when she opened the box of pastries, Concubine Shu quickly stood up and motioned Chen Hong to follow her.

"Doctor Chen," Concubine Shu asked him, "Can Concubine Lian eat ordinary cakes?"

"Pastry?" Chen Hong nodded. "Of course it's fine. As long as it's not too greasy, it's fine."

Seeing Chen Hong approaching the table, she asked Cuizhu to open the cake box: "Then take a look, is this considered greasy?"