This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

Extra one.

After the ceremony, a banquet was held for the ministers in the evening.

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the chrysanthemums were in full bloom, and the imperial garden was full of chrysanthemums of various colors, competing for beauty.

The open-air banquet was held in the imperial garden, which was spacious and interesting.

Song Chunjing changed back to his usual official uniform and sat among the crowd in the imperial hospital.

His feeling of drunkenness from the previous day has not subsided, and now he is a little apprehensive when he sees the wine glass, no matter who comes to toast, he just touches his lips slightly.

Liu Zixian sat beside him, observed him for a while, then leaned forward and covered his ears and said, "Physician Song is so reserved today, he never finished a glass of wine!"

The music was loud, so he also raised the volume, "Today is a good day for the emperor to ascend the throne! Why don't you look very happy!"

Song Chunjing was really not unhappy.

Liu Zixian drank too much, and his voice was so loud that several ministers around him looked over.

Song Chunjing grabbed him, exerted some strength in his hand, stared at him and said in a low voice, "Physician Liu said that he doesn't want to live anymore. Who dares to say that he is not happy on this day."

Liu Zixian told him to pinch him cleverly, and he sobered up.

He hurriedly gave an awkward smile to the surroundings, "Today is the day to celebrate together, let's toast together, I'm a little too drunk... Go on everyone, go on everyone."

Song Chunjing let go of his hand and sat back upright.

Liu Zixian was honest for a while, and then leaned over again, "All the officials are in the Hall of Supreme Harmony today, why didn't they see you?"

"I haven't seen Imperial Physician Liu either," Song Chunjing said.

"How could it be?!" Liu Zixian was startled, and then explained: "I'm in the southwest corner, and all the people from the Tai Hospital are there!"

Song Chunjing's face remained unchanged, and he said steadily: "Last night, when he was on duty, the emperor had a headache and called his subordinates to treat him. When he came out of the Chunjiao Hall, all the officials were already in place, and the subordinates were kneeling at the northeast corner."

Liu Zixian said "ah", "I see."

Song Chunjing nodded seriously, and Liu Zixian asked mysteriously: "Then you are relatively close to the jade case displayed in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, so you can see clearly... that... the empress?"

"..."

Song Chunjing raised his wine glass to touch him, "I respect Imperial Physician Liu."

Liu Zixian didn't want to drink at first, but seeing that he had already finished the drink with one lift of the glass, he followed suit.

Although this wine is thick and mellow, it still has a spicy taste if you drink too much.

Liu Zixian quickly ate two mouthfuls of food, Song Chunjing asked, "Did you see clearly?"

Liu Zixian put down his chopsticks and thought about it carefully, "No."

Song Chunjing breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Zixian looked him up and down, and said, "I don't know why, but when I took a quick look, I always felt that his stature was very close to yours."

Song Chunjing: "..."

There are many people present, who may have heard this, if they go back and repeat it...

He looked around and found that Xu Zhuo was looking at them, and when he saw him looking over, he smiled at him and raised his glass to him.

Then without waiting for Song Chunjing to react, he raised his hand and drank the full cup, and then looked away.

There was no emotion in that smile, it was like a superior feeling of 'I know your secret, but as long as you don't provoke me, I won't tell it'.

Song Chunjing watched him think of himself and laughed from time to time, he was a bit out of place with the lively banquet.

Liu Zixian followed his gaze and saw Xu Zhuo without accident.

He rolled his eyes towards the sky, and touched Song Chunjing with his elbow: "Don't pay attention to him, just hang your face all day long, like someone owes him money."

He paused while speaking, and looked at Xu Zhuo again in some confusion, then thought about it seriously, and said slowly: "No, the queen's figure... feels more like Xu Zhuo."

Song Chunjing: "..."

Song Chunjing didn't want to say more, and glanced at Li Chen who was sitting in the middle in the distance.

The people closest to him were the six major books and the minister of heavy machinery. Chi Mingjiao sat beside him in a royal gown, with a calm and dignified expression, like a speechless vase.

The emperor and empress were supposed to attend together, but it is well known that the empress is 'in poor health', and it was not easy to persist in attending the enthronement ceremony. As soon as the ceremony was over, no one was there.

It is said that he was exhausted and went back to the bedroom to rest.

The queen is not here, so naturally the noble concubine under one person should accompany her.

None of the officials dared to mention the empress, for fear of making the emperor worry about them, they even tacitly agreed not to mention the word 'harem'.

After Li Chen drank a glass of wine, he seemed to be moved. He raised his head and looked this way, Song Chunjing immediately looked away.

Liu Zixian didn't notice anything wrong and continued to chat with him.

"That apprentice of mine is so stupid." He stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around Song Chunjing's shoulders, and leaned into his ear and said, "It's better to think and act smart, I often teach you to doubt life."

He poked his tongue out and asked, "I heard that Sixing can't live in your house, why?"

Song Chunjing pulled him away, and sat upright again: "Since I have been serving the emperor, I often can't go out of the palace at night, and Sixing is alone at home with no one to look after me, I'm afraid I can't."

"There's nothing wrong with it, I think it's He Houcong who doesn't want his son to suffer." Liu Zixian said.

Song Chunjing smiled and said no more.

He didn't talk much as usual, but Liu Zixian still wanted to talk to him. He just moved the cushion over there, and a shadow appeared in front of him.

It was the chief executive who was hailed as an example of loyalty beside the emperor, standing quietly beside Song Chunjing's table.

The figure was hit by the light, and it happened to be projected on his own table.

"Sir Song, the emperor probably drank a few more glasses, and now he says he has a headache, please go over there." Yan Zhen bowed slightly, with a warm smile on his face, and said respectfully.

Song Chunjing stood up from Shan Ruliu, and Liu Zixian subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull him——

The court judge who was driven over by Yipan slapped the back of his hand, gasped and shrank back into his sleeves.

Song Chunjing nodded politely towards the court judge and his son, then followed Yan Zhen away.

Only then did the court judge reprimand Liu Zixian: "If the emperor's illness is delayed, can you afford it?"

Liu Zixian muttered, "It's just a few words, can we delay anything?"

A few new imperial physicians at the side hurriedly smoothed things over: "The judge judged you to be too careful, Imperial Physician Liu just wanted to talk to Imperial Physician Song, it's okay..."

"That's right," another person said: "The emperor doesn't know either, you can't offend the emperor, so don't worry too much."

"No, no, no," the judge waved his hands, and said secretly to them, "You can't look at it that way, you have to look at it in the long run."

The new imperial physicians moved closer, surrounded him, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Offending the emperor is one thing, if you offend Song Chunjing..." the court judge said in a low voice: "In the early years, Mrs. Shu offended him, did she die? One dead body and two lives."

Yes, I have heard of it, and the newcomers nodded.

The court judged: "King Li abused lynching and left scars on his hands. What about the people of King Li now?"

He turned his head and looked around, and said in a low voice, "Is he dead too? I guess the coffin is moldy now."

I have heard of this too, and the newcomers nodded again.

The judge said again: "Xu Zhuo went to the East Palace a few times and picked up his errands twice, how is it now?"

Now he stays in the imperial hospital all day long, and dignitaries rarely use him, and he has become gloomy and indifferent, not very successful.

The newcomers took a deep breath, recalling the warm and gentle smiles of Songtai Hospital, they felt that everything was full of mystery, and they got goosebumps.

Liu Zixian listened to the court judge finish pointing out the newcomers, then went to look at Song Chunjing's back, and then turned his eyes away to look seriously at the emperor sitting in the middle.

Li Chen sits at the top of the table, wearing a tailor-made exquisite and luxurious dragon robe, which is supported by a strong body in a gentle arc. A five-clawed dragon hovers out of the auspicious clouds on his chest. Baiguan.

From such a distance, he could feel the aura of calmness and self-prestige. Liu Zixian thought to himself: He looks very strong, but what kind of hidden disease does he have?

Just as he was thinking about it, when Song Chunjing walked there, the emperor, whose face was sinking like water, suddenly turned his head, his expression immediately relaxed, and even showed a not-so-obvious smile.

The emperor stretched out his hand to pull Song Chunjing, and said something, Song Chunjing also replied, with a smile on his face, and slowly sat aside.

Liu Zixian thought again: the emperor's attitude towards the imperial physician is too kind, it can even be called intimacy.

He couldn't figure it out, but the crisp sound of a wine glass knocking on the table next to him pulled him back from his thoughts.

Seeing him looking over in surprise, Xu Zhuo also showed a mocking sneer.

Liu Zixian wanted to get up immediately, but he restrained himself with difficulty, and said coldly to Xu Zhuo: "If you can't see it, just poke your eyes and don't look at it. What's the use of jealousy? If you have the ability, you can also be the emperor's attendant." Physician!"

Xu Zhuo's encounter with Liu Zixian is really a scholar's encounter with a soldier.

He choked and glared.

Liu Zixian stared at him without backing down.

After a while, Xu Zhuo sneered again and looked away.

Seeing him backing down, Liu Zixian laughed contemptuously and continued to observe Song Chunjing.

After Song Chunjing took his seat, he didn't ask for pulse immediately, but picked up a glass of wine, raised his hand towards Li Chen, and said respectfully: "My humble minister respects the emperor."

Li Chen glanced at the wine cup that was as big as his palm, and then at the exquisite small wine glass he was holding, without saying much, he drank it with him.

"Your Majesty is a good drinker," Song Chunjing said.

Li Chen looked at him, "I drank the whole thing from such a big bowl, but your small cup only sticks to your lips? It's too perfunctory."

Song Chunjing raised his eyes to look at him, picked up his wine glass and finished without talking nonsense.

Li Chen continued to fill him up personally, and asked, "What are you whispering with Liu Zixian hooked up?"

Song Chunjing: "..."

Li Chen tapped the wine glass that was about to overflow with his chin, "I've seen it all, don't think of any deceitful nonsense."

Song Chunjing picked up the glass of wine: "My humble servant will respect the emperor again."

Yan Zhen changed a pot of new wine for him, and then filled up all the empty glasses on the table.

"It seems that I don't want to say it." Li Chen said.

Song Chunjing respected himself: "One cup is for the world, and two cups are for the family and the country. To show sincerity, if the humble minister does it, the emperor will do it himself."

After Yan Bi raised his hand, he raised his head and drank the glass of wine.

Li Chen looked at his slender neck that was exposed when he raised his head, and the wine slid down his throat, and his inconspicuous Adam's apple rolled up and down, making him extraordinarily sexy and seductive.

It just rolled into people's hearts.

He swallowed unconsciously, then picked up the cup and downed it in one gulp.

Song Chunjing added another compliment: "The emperor is bold."

Li Chen glanced at him, his face became more and more calm in the night, and suddenly, the corner of his lips was raised, showing a smile: "Are you still drinking?"

He picked up his big wine cup and placed it in front of Song Chunjing, "Use this."

"..." Song Chunjing felt bad after seeing it, and immediately rejected it: "I don't dare to overstep."

"It's okay."

Song Chunjing: "Then what does the emperor use, I should use my own cup."

He reached out to grab it, but Li Chen put it under his hand first, and then took a bowl, "Don't bully you, I'll use this, you have a drink, I'll make a bowl."

He ordered the big open bowl, "How is it?"

not so good.

Song Chunjing forced a smile, and then said: "I know I'm invincible, so I won't fight against you. Since the emperor is fine, then I still..."

With that said, he stood up and wanted to leave.

How could Li Chen let him go? He glanced at Yan Zhen who was waiting at the side. Yan Zhen immediately stretched out his hand to Song Chunjing, "Lord Song, slow down..."

After two cups of quick wine, Song Chunjing was supported to walk while feeling dizzy.

After going down the steps, Yan Zhen helped him turn around and walk back.

Li Chen sat for a while, then said: "I feel dizzy and unwell, so I will go back to the bedroom first, and my loves will continue."

The officials stood up and held hands together: "Respectfully send the emperor—"