nucmednet Chapter 207 Consort Fucha
Chapter 207 Consort Fucha
No sooner had Wen Shichu left Suiyuxuan and returned to the Imperial Hospital than Imperial Physician Xu arrived at Kunning Palace to take Fucha Peiyun's pulse.
When Ye'er informed that Physician Xu had come to take Fucha Peiyun's pulse, Fucha Peiyun knew that there was something important to report.
Fucha Peiyun then had Ye'er bring the person in.
Seeing this, Xue'er was curious about what Physician Xu wanted to see.
They didn't even bother to eat snacks, and together they walked to the main hall and stood behind Fucha Peiyun.
Physician Xu's real name was Xu Cheng'an, and he was actually Wen Shichu's apprentice.
However, only Fucha Peiyun knew about this.
Xu Chengan had a tall and upright posture and a refined appearance, which was far better than the fat, old-fashioned orange-haired man.
Although Fucha Peiyun had no intention of cheating on Da Pang Ju,
But having such a handsome man in front of you is truly pleasing to the eye; it's just a treat for the eyes.
He walked up to Fucha Peiyun, bowed, and performed a graceful and pleasing gesture.
"Your humble servant Xu Cheng'an greets Your Majesty the Empress. May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace."
Fucha Peiyun sat upright on the phoenix chair, nodded slightly, and raised her jade hand to signal Xu Chengan to get up.
"Physician Xu, you may rise and dismount."
Xu Chengan slowly straightened up, his eyes slightly lowered, not daring to look around.
Fucha Peiyun extended her hand, and Ye'er, who was standing nearby, saw this.
She quickly took out a silk handkerchief and gently placed it on Fucha Peiyun's wrist.
Seeing this, Xu Cheng'an bowed and stepped forward to Fucha Peiyun's side.
He carefully placed his fingers on her fair and jade-like wrist and began to take her pulse.
His expression was focused and serious, his slender fingers resting gently on the silk handkerchief.
I could feel every subtle change in the pulse.
Fucha Peiyun sat quietly, her gaze involuntarily falling on Xu Chengan's slender fingers.
She couldn't help but think that these hands were not only skilled in medicine, but also so long and fair—truly a pair of beautiful hands.
She subconsciously stretched out her free hand and compared it to Xu Cheng'an's hand.
She was secretly pleased; her hands were also very beautiful.
After a moment, Xu Cheng'an slowly withdrew his hand from Fucha Peiyun's wrist, and then said respectfully:
"Your Majesty, I have just taken your pulse. Your pulse is steady and there is nothing abnormal. You are in good health."
Fucha Peiyun nodded slightly, indicating that she already knew.
Then she turned to Ye'er, who was standing to the side, and gestured for her to offer Xu Cheng'an a seat.
Seeing this, Ye'er quickly had someone bring a small stool to Xu Cheng'an's back.
After Xu Cheng'an was seated, Fucha Peiyun asked softly:
"Imperial Physician Xu, you have come to take my pulse today."
Is there anything else you wish to inform me of?
Xu Chengan said, "Your Majesty, there is indeed one more thing."
Today, when Master went to Suiyu Pavilion to check the pulse of Consort Wan,
Consort Wan inquired with her master about the fact that other concubines in the palace were also pregnant.
She suspected that someone had used a fertility drug, which explained the coincidence.
In addition, Master also asked me to tell Your Majesty that Consort Wan had asked Master for some Warmth Incense.
Master wants to ask Your Majesty, should we give you this aphrodisiac?
After hearing this, Fucha Peiyun murmured thoughtfully:
"Oh, the fragrance of warmth."
She was silent for a moment before speaking:
"Give it to her. Whatever Consort Wan wants, have your master give it to her."
However, we can't let her think that this thing came too easily.
Xu Chengan quickly replied, "Yes, Your Majesty, I understand. I will certainly convey Your Majesty's wishes to my master."
Fucha Peiyun nodded in satisfaction and then said, "Alright, you may leave now."
Xu Chengan quickly stood up, bowed to Fucha Peiyun, then picked up his medicine box and slowly retreated.
Xue'er watched as Xu Cheng'an withdrew.
He quickly moved closer to Fucha Peiyun and asked in a low voice:
"Your Highness, what do you think Consort Wan wants that aphrodisiac for?"
Xue'er blinked, looking suspicious, and continued:
"With her sickly body, does she really want to serve the emperor?"
"Don't accidentally die on the dragon bed!"
Ye'er listened to Xue'er's unrestrained and nonsensical ramblings from the side.
Feeling a little annoyed, she glared at Xue'er and scolded her playfully:
"You silly girl, stop talking nonsense! Consort Wan wants that aphrodisiac!"
She naturally has her own plans; how can you presume to know for sure?
Xue'er felt a little guilty after being scolded by Ye'er.
She shrank her neck, stuck out her tongue, and dared not utter another sound.
Seeing this, Fucha Peiyun smiled slightly and said slowly:
"Although Xue'er is a bit blunt, her way of thinking is understandable."
However, this Consort Guan is proud and arrogant, and the Emperor is so old.
She wouldn't disregard her own health to serve the emperor.
"Her 'warming fragrance' is probably for other people."
Ye'er said at this time
"Consort Wan has become suspicious of the concubines' pregnancies and will probably not let the matter rest."
"Won't this cause trouble for Her Majesty?"
Fucha Peiyun replied calmly upon hearing this:
"Don't worry about it. Even if she racks her brains, she probably won't be able to figure out the reason behind this."
Let's give her this warm fragrance and see what she can come up with.
Perhaps this Consort Wan can even grant me my wish.
After all the concubines who frequently served the emperor in the palace were rumored to be pregnant...
In the imperial harem, only the two empresses and a few high-ranking concubines could serve the emperor in bed.
Although the two empresses were well-maintained, Big Fat Orange didn't want to go to their palaces.
His favorite concubine, Consort Wan, was suffering from illness and unable to serve him in bed.
As for Consort Qi, Consort Jing, and others, they are all getting old, and the Emperor stopped letting them serve him in bed many years ago.
There are very few concubines in the harem who can actually serve the emperor.
Strangely enough, in previous years no concubines in the palace had become pregnant, but this year suddenly so many concubines have announced their good news.
Big Orange thought to itself, "Maybe it was just bad luck a few years ago."
The fact that so many concubines are pregnant this year must mean that the year is auspicious and conducive to the reproduction of offspring.
Since Yixiu was deposed, the number of children in the harem has gradually increased.
But there were still very few princes.
Compared to the late emperor, they were like a few kittens or two.
Now that so many women in the harem are pregnant, the chubby orange cat naturally won't let this opportunity pass.
He decided to take this opportunity to recruit more women to serve him in bed, so that the imperial harem could have more offspring.
Fucha Peiyun sneered inwardly upon seeing this; wasn't this exactly what some people wanted?
The chubby orange cat finally turned its attention to the newly arrived Consort Zhao and Consort Su.
When Xu Jingliang from the Imperial Household Department presented him with a green plaque and asked which concubine he wished to have for the Emperor's bedchamber...
The first thing that came to mind for the big fat orange was the cold beauty, Consort Zhao, who resembled both Wanwan and Huanhuan.
His gaze swept over the green plaques on the tray.
Looking around
Even the big fat orange didn't see Consort Zhao's green plaque on the tray.
Big Fat Orange frowned deeply, and his face turned somewhat gloomy.
Could it be that Consort Zhao is still not well?
"Where is Consort Zhao's nameplate?"
The chubby orange's voice revealed a hint of dissatisfaction.