amaotonovel Chapter 132 Save my queen!
Chapter 132 Save my queen!
The Yinglan Pavilion is a place of peace and tranquility.
However, someone in the cold palace was carrying a heavy burden and moving forward.
Since that day, Zhao Rongyuan, who was wearing coarse cloth stained with Rhodiola juice, drank the strong liquor sent by Concubine Xian, and soon, signs of rashes appeared on her body.
When Furong was tidying up Zhao Rongyuan's clothes, she suddenly discovered that her queen had a few red pimples on her face!
She suddenly felt something was wrong.
Normally, the queen would only get acne on her face after eating something too greasy. But they were in the cold palace, eating only bland food every day and being hungry one moment and full the next. How could they have the chance to get acne?
She was confused, so she told Zhao Rongyuan that she wanted to continue checking other parts of her body.
"My lady, I found a few pimples on your face. I'm afraid it's not good. Why don't you let me check other parts of your body?"
Zhao Rongyuan felt weak all over.
The food in the cold palace was not good to begin with, and she was also depressed and unable to relieve herself, so she spent the whole day listlessly slouching on the bed made of several wooden boards.
She forced herself to open her eyes and nodded.
Furong carefully untied Zhao Rongyuan's belt and looked at her chest and back. She was really scared by the dense red rashes in front of her eyes.
Furong screamed "Ah" and fell to the ground, her eyes full of fear.
Zhao Rongyuan barely raised her eyelids, moved her dry lips a few times, and said in a weak voice:
"What's the fuss about?"
Furong's sallow and withered face was full of anxiety. She said in a hurry:
"Oh no, my lady! It looks like a rash!"
In ancient times, skin rashes were not considered a serious illness. As long as they were treated promptly and some ointment was applied, they would most likely be cured.
However, in the cold palace, not to mention ointments, even clean water was very rare. The palace servants only brought a fixed amount of drinking water every day. If they wanted to take a bath, they could only wait until it rained and bathe in the rainwater mixed with mud from the eaves.
If the rash is left untreated for a long time, and the patient is bitten by snakes, rats, mosquitoes or flies in the cold palace, it will cause skin ulcers and death.
At this time, Zhao Rongyuan was already disheartened.
She fell from a high and mighty position as a concubine to such a state of being despised by everyone that she wished she could die sooner.
She sneered in her heart.
Haha, no wonder I feel some pain and itchiness on my body, it turns out I have a rash. It seems that even God is hoping that I will die soon——
Zhao Rongyuan waved her hand.
"It doesn't matter Furong, whether he lives or dies, it's up to him."
After saying this, Zhao Rongyuan closed her eyes again and continued to lie there, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.
Looking at the empress who had lost hope, Furong felt unhappy.
How noble and strong the queen was in the past! She was just in trouble now. As her maid, she had the responsibility to seek medical treatment for her!
Therefore, Furong made up her mind. Even if the queen didn't say anything, she would still try!
Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the cold palace courtyard, Furong trotted all the way to the gate of the cold palace.
She knocked on the door carefully and asked humbly:
"Brother Guard, Brother Guard!"
"My queen is sick. Big brother, please go to the Imperial Hospital and ask a doctor to treat her! Please save my queen!"
The two guards on duty at the door were feeling bored, and suddenly heard a burst of female voices coming from behind the door, and they laughed maliciously. One of them shouted and mocked at the person inside the door.
"Hahaha! Are you crazy? There is no such thing as a queen in the cold palace. They are just prisoners!"
The more the guards outside the door mocked, the more anxious Furong became.
Her mother's illness could not be delayed any longer. The more she delayed, the more the rash would appear and the harder it would be to treat. She was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes.
"Yes! Yes! This elder brother is right."
"It's not the queen, it's... Zhao is ill. Big brother, please be kind and ask a royal doctor to come and see her."
Hearing the repeated calls from inside the door, the guard at the door felt his head hurt from the noise, so he said unhappily:
"People in the cold palace are not allowed to hire imperial physicians!"
"Do you have money? If you do, I can discuss this with you!"
silver?
After hearing this, Furong felt as if she had found a ray of light in the darkness. She searched her body and found only a pair of white jade earrings hanging on her ears that were of some value.
She quickly took off the earrings and threw them out through the gap under the door.
"Brother, please be kind! Do you think these earrings are good enough?"
The guard bent down to pick up the earring and weighed it in his hand. He was about to soften his heart and ask the imperial physician for Furong, but was interrupted by another guard on duty with him.
The guard leaned over to his ear and whispered:
"You think you can be bought with just this little thing? Do you know what crime Zhao committed? It's treason!"
The guard was frightened when he heard what his companion said, and was about to refuse.
Before he could speak, his companion on guard winked at him, pulled him aside, and whispered something.
"Brother, neither you nor I have a family, and we haven't tasted a woman in all these years."
"Anyway, this girl inside needs our help, so why don't we just go with the flow..."
As they spoke, smirks gradually appeared on the faces of the two guards.
One of them walked to the door and said deliberately:
"Girl, your earrings are worthless, and there is no need for us to take such a big risk to invite a doctor for you!"
"Don't you have anything else valuable?!"
Hearing them say this, Furong became even more anxious. She couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes and burst into two lines of hot tears.
She has no money left!
She paced back and forth in front of the door, hesitating for a long time. Finally, as if she had mustered up great courage, her face turned pale and she said tremblingly:
"Brother Guard, I really have no money. I don't know if I can get a doctor to come over..."
The two guards outside the door were waiting for her to say this, and their eyes showed evil intent like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.
They agreed to go in one after the other. As for whether to invite the imperial physician, it all depended on whether the personal maidservant of the empress could serve them well.
The door to the cold palace creaked open a crack.
One of the guards looked around with a sly look in his eyes, and when he saw that there was no one around, he turned around and went inside.
Although Furong was covered in dust, she still looked pretty.
When he saw Furong, it was like a starving man seeing fat meat. His eyes glowed green and he reached out to touch her.
The remaining guard outside the door paced back and forth. He was worried that their behavior would be discovered, but he couldn't help secretly imagining the excitement when it was his turn.
Facing the guards' invasion, Furong closed her eyes, her body trembled, and she allowed herself to be manipulated like a dead person.
The guard hooked Furong's chin, stared at her slender neck with lustful eyes, and was about to take off Furong's clothes impatiently.