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Chapter 1174 That's Not a Bird
Today, she took off the phoenix robe and embroidered shawl that symbolized supreme imperial power.
She was only wearing the Phoenix Descent Dress, which served as her only nightgown.
The extremely dark Suzhou brocade base material, under the soft and hazy sunlight of Jiangnan, presents a warm and lustrous texture like fine black jade.
She carefully tucked the five-zhang-long dark gold Suzhou brocade train into the incredibly spacious carriage that had been specially modified for her.
Although it was still piled up haphazardly.
But amidst that opulent chaos, the domineering aura and aloofness of the imperial palace were somewhat lost.
It adds a touch of the casualness and comfort of the journey.
"Husband, look!"
She suddenly pointed to a bright green lake not far from the window and exclaimed excitedly.
"There are so many long-necked white birds there!"
Are they catching fish in the water to eat?
Lin Zhen looked at her pretty face, which was slightly flushed with excitement.
And those incredibly bright phoenix eyes.
A doting smile appeared on his face.
He walked to her side and looked in the direction she was pointing.
"Silly girl, that's not a bird."
"That's a goose."
"Goose?"
Murong Yan was taken aback.
"Is it the goose from the roast goose we ate in the palace?"
"Yes, that's it."
Lin Zhen smiled and gently pinched the tip of her nose.
"What? Don't you think living things are much cuter than cooked ones?"
"Ok!"
Murong Yanyan nodded heavily.
"They look so relaxed and carefree swimming around in the water."
Her voice was filled with undisguised envy.
Lin Zhen felt a slight pang in her heart as she looked at her.
He knew that although she was the most noble woman in the world.
But at the same time, she is the least free woman in the world.
She was trapped in that magnificent, square city from birth.
The most expansive world she had ever seen was nothing more than the small garden in front of Qifeng Pavilion.
Even the geese, which are the most common animals in ordinary people's homes, she had only ever seen on the dining table of the imperial kitchen.
"Yan'er," he gently pulled her into his arms from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head.
"Wait until we are old."
"I will bring you to settle down in Jiangnan."
"We also raise a flock of these big white geese."
"Raise another flock of chickens and a flock of ducks."
"We'll build a small bamboo house by the lake."
"Work at sunrise and rest at sunset."
"I will never go back to that suffocating palace again."
"OK?"
Murong Yan listened quietly to his beautiful description of the future.
Those beautiful phoenix eyes were also filled with endless longing.
She rubbed her face against his chest, her voice as soft as cotton candy.
"Okay, it's all up to you."
The two of them embraced quietly.
Looking out the window at the ever-receding beauty of the Jiangnan region.
My heart was filled with an unprecedented peace and contentment.
They knew that such days wouldn't last long.
They will eventually return to that arena of fame and fortune, filled with power struggles and conflicts.
But at least for now, at this moment.
They could temporarily set aside their identities as emperor and regent.
Just like an ordinary wealthy couple who went out for sightseeing.
Enjoying this hard-won tranquility and warmth.
We traveled along the way, stopping and starting frequently.
When hungry, find the most appealing restaurant in a small town by the roadside and try some local specialties.
When tired, one can stay overnight at an ancient temple in the mountains, listening to the evening drum and morning bell, and the chanting of Buddhist scriptures.
When the mood strikes, Lin Zhen will even rent a small boat.
They carried Murong Yan on a boat as they sailed on the rippling blue lake.
He sang for her a Jiangnan folk song she had never heard before.
She danced for him, the Rainbow Feather Dance she learned especially for him.
They seemed like an ethereal couple, untouched by worldly concerns.
However, these wonderful days did not last long.
Just as they were about to arrive at their first stop, Suzhou.
Murong Yan suddenly experienced a minor health issue.
This morning.
The carriage continued on its way as usual.
However, contrary to her usual behavior, Murong Yan did not lean against the window to look at the scenery.
Instead, he was huddled listlessly on a soft couch in the corner of the carriage.
His face was also rather pale and looked rather unwell.
"What's wrong with Yan'er?"
Lin Zhen immediately noticed that something was wrong with her.
He quickly sat down next to her and reached out to touch her forehead.
"It's not hot."
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"No...nothing..."
Murong Yanyan shook her head weakly.
"I just feel a little dizzy and nauseous."
"No appetite."
She just finished speaking.
A strong feeling of nausea suddenly surged up from her stomach!
"vomit--"
She suddenly pushed Lin Zhen away and leaned against the car window, then violently retched!
But she didn't eat much that morning.
After vomiting for a long time, I only managed to vomit some sour water.
Lin Zhen looked at her pretty face, which had become increasingly pale due to the violent vomiting.
And that petite body, curled up in pain.
I felt like my heart was about to break!
"Quick! Stop the car!"
He suddenly flung open the carriage curtain and shouted at the ghostly figure outside!
"Send to the imperial doctor! Send to the imperial doctor quickly!"
The ghostly figure heard Lin Zhen's scream filled with panic and fear.
I was really startled!
He had followed the prince for so many years and had never seen the prince so out of control!
Could it be that something has happened to Her Majesty?!
Thinking of this, he dared not be negligent in the slightest.
They quickly stopped the carriage.
Then, in a flash, he rushed to the very back of the procession, to the carriage specially prepared for the accompanying imperial physician.
"Imperial Physician Zhang! Quickly! Her Majesty is unwell! The Prince requests your immediate presence!"
The elderly doctor, who was over sixty years old and had white hair and beard, was resting in the carriage with his eyes closed.
Hearing the ghost's urgent shouts, he was jolted awake and instantly snapped back to reality!
"What?! What happened to Her Majesty?!"
He hurriedly picked up his medicine kit.
He scrambled and rolled as he jumped off the carriage.
Then, he moved at a speed completely out of character for his advanced age.
He jogged all the way to the magnificent carriage where Lin Zhen and Murong Yan were.
"This old...this humble servant greets Your Highness and Your Majesty!"
He was panting heavily when he knelt down on the ground.
"Alright, enough nonsense! Quick! Show it to Her Majesty!"
Lin Zhen's voice was filled with undisguised anxiety.
He really regrets it now!
He shouldn't have let her have her way and brought her out!
This water town in Jiangnan has a humid climate and is prone to miasma.
She was a pampered princess who grew up in the north.
It's inevitable that you might experience some discomfort due to the change in environment.
What if I contract some serious disease...
He simply couldn't bear to think about it anymore!
"Yes Yes!"
Physician Zhang trembled with fear at Lin Zhen's murderous gaze.
He quickly got up from the ground and went into the carriage.
When he saw it, he saw Murong Yan's pale, paper-white face.
And that weak and powerless appearance.
My heart sank suddenly!
broken!
Your Majesty's symptoms don't seem like a simple case of acclimatization issues!
He dared not delay and quickly took out a clean white silk handkerchief from his bosom and placed it on Murong Yan's fair wrist.
Then he extended those three withered yet incredibly steady fingers.
He began to calmly and attentively take her pulse.