Unfortunately, on this day, neither Meng Shen, who arrived first, nor the princess, who arrived late, could see the Queen Mother.
　　Because Dong Lingjiu was unwell, no one saw him.
　　The memorials in the main hall had been piled up, and the female officials in charge of documents arranged them neatly according to the sequence, waiting for the arrangement of the owner of the Cining Palace. In the bedroom, only the female doctor and Ruixue were serving in front.
　　Zheng Yuheng came in a hurry after hearing the news. He was about to see the Queen Mother, but was stopped by Jiang Neiren.
　　Jiang Neiren said: "Sir Zheng, don't go over first. The queen is in the bedroom. Aunt Ruixue asked me to ask you, the former lady of the Zheng Mansion has superb medical skills, and the most proficient is the prescription for women. Did the former lady teach you?"
　　Since the queen is in the bedroom, she must be dressed in a disheveled manner. If Zheng Yuheng is not proficient in this, then it is useless to let him serve, but it will arouse suspicion.
　　Zheng Yuheng was slightly startled and said, "I learned it in my early years. What is the symptom now?"
　　Neiren Jiang showed surprise and led Zheng Yuheng in, saying as they walked in, "Sir, have you checked the Empress' pulse these days? Did you find out anything?"
　　Zheng Yuheng pondered, "The Empress Dowager is still in good health, but she gets up early and sleeps late, and is overworked and mentally exhausted. She takes as much medicine as she eats. But no matter how gently she takes care of herself, how can it be compared to rest and recuperation?"
　　Neiren Jiang: "Some time ago, her menstruation came and the menstruation was blocked. After a few days, it has been continuous. The Empress was upset and depressed. She happened to read the court meeting records sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs this morning, which made her angry and her ribs hurt. She fell ill for a while."
　　Zheng Yuheng frowned when he heard this: "What's written in the record, does Neiren Jiang know?"
　　The other party said, "I have never been a writer. Sir Zheng can ask your aunt."
　　As they spoke, they had arrived at the bedroom.
　　Although it was midsummer in June, there was still a layer of gauze curtains hanging in the palace, instead of the more transparent, windproof bead curtains. The gauze was heavy with shadows, and there were only two people waiting inside, Ruixue and Cui Ling.
　　Zheng Yuheng knocked on the door frame, deliberately making a little noise, and bowed outside the gauze curtain: "I pay my respects to the Queen Mother."
　　A low conversation came from inside, and after a while, Aunt Ruixue, who smelled of medicine, lifted the gauze curtain and invited him in. Zheng Yuheng then stepped into the bedroom.
　　This palace was rarely visited by people. There were antiques, calligraphy and paintings inside. The bamboo curtains in front of the window were drawn down, and the room was dark. Therefore, even in the daytime, there was a faint light on the glass lampstand, and the flames flickered slightly.
　　Zheng Yuheng came to the couch and subconsciously kept quiet and careful.
　　Cui Ling breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "My Lord, please check if the prescription is correct. If you don't come, I dare not give acupuncture."
　　Zheng Yuheng took the prescription, looked it over, and after confirming that there was no problem, the female doctor muttered "Amitabha" and went to the medicine room.
　　Dong Lingjiu did have an old disease related to menstruation, which was clearly written in Zheng Yuheng's pulse case. He had many speculations about the old disease of the empress, and believed that it was caused by postpartum and postpartum disorders, but he could not find any records about this in the Imperial Hospital. Since
　　Dong Lingjiu did not mention it, Zheng Yuheng naturally had no reason to ask. He did not give acupuncture first, but approached the bed and said softly, "My empress...can you show your hands?"
　　Dong Lingjiu lifted the gauze curtain and let Zheng Yuheng see her directly.
　　This was the first time he saw the empress dowager in plain clothes, with her hair completely loose, and her gold and red hairpins removed. Her thick black hair fell on the couch, and her pupils were dark and warm.
　　This thin white undershirt was meticulously fitted to the neck.
　　Zheng Yuheng reached out and held her wrist in his palm, massaging the acupuncture points to relieve the pain.
　　Dong Lingjiu saw his furrowed brows and knew that the young doctor Zheng seemed to be in a bad mood. He whispered, "Looking at your face, I thought I was seriously ill."
　　Zheng Yuheng said, "You... what made you angry?"
　　He didn't even ask Aunt Ruixue, but asked the Queen Mother herself directly.
　　Dong Lingjiu had controlled her emotions by now. She knew that Zheng Yuheng was a man of talent and was not shy about discussing court affairs with him: "The Censor Zhou Yao impeached the Minister of the Central Secretariat Wu Chongshan for having lax family traditions and allowing his young son to ride a horse wildly in the downtown area. The Wu family's son rode a horse and killed someone. The people reported it to the Jingzhao Prefecture, but the prefect did not dare to accept the case and avoided showing up."
　　She paused, closed her eyes and calmed down: "This matter was mentioned in the court today. Once the impeachment was made, the emperor immediately sent people to inquire about it. I sent out the Qilin Guards to investigate, and found more than a dozen boxes of gold, silver and jewelry were placed in a dry well in the home of Jingzhao Prefect Zhang Kui."
　　"Officials protect each other and disregard human lives... It has come to this under the feet of the emperor..."
　　Zheng Yuheng was also a little shocked and murmured in a low voice.
　　Dong Lingjiu raised his eyes and glanced at him, and asked him: "Do you think this would happen if Emperor Mingde was in power, or if I was in power?"
　　Zheng Yuheng thought about it and said truthfully: "Corrupt officials are endless, even if the saints and the queen were in power, there might be some."
　　"That's right," Dong Lingjiu said, "Qilin Guards escorted Zhang Kui to the Ministry of Justice, and Wei Que, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice, interrogated him, and the two sons of the Wu family were imprisoned. However, in the court meeting, the emperor actually pleaded for Zhang Kui... Zhang Kui has served in Wenhua Palace since he was a child, and he is the emperor's companion."
　　Zheng Yuheng was so shocked that he couldn't figure it out for a while.
　　The current emperor is about the same age as him. From his actions and behaviors, it can be seen that the emperor trusts and respects the queen mother very much, but because of this, he is really not mature enough.
　　In Meng Cheng's simple concept, people who are good to him are good, and people who are evil to him are evil. Even though Zhang Kui used to be a classmate with Meng Cheng and they had a deep friendship, it could not be a life-saving talisman for him to accept bribes. But he actually used his status as the Son of Heaven to plead for the corrupt official on trial.
　　It seemed that only this emperor could make Empress Dowager Dong so angry.
　　Zheng Yuheng massaged the acupuncture points on her wrist while silently saying, "You must have been worried about this matter for a long time. You are so angry today after seeing the court records."
　　I don't know if it's because Zheng Yuheng is pleasing to the eyes and soothing, or his technique is really unique. After just a short while, Dong Lingjiu felt that the pain in her lower abdomen gradually subsided, and the feeling of being weighed down by menstruation also slowly disappeared.
　　Doctor Zheng is really useful. He has excellent medical skills and is very smart. Dong
　　Lingjiu chatted with him calmly, with a little comfort: "I used to have a good temper. Don't be afraid. In recent years, I feel that... the life span given to people by heaven and earth is limited and uncertain. It seems too late to teach and care for them slowly."
　　She paused, "I won't have time."
　　Zheng Yuheng's movements suddenly stopped.
　　He withdrew his hand as usual and turned to give the empress acupuncture. Before the acupuncture, he carefully moved his fingers to get rid of the slight tremor.
　　Although the silver needle was inserted deep, it did not hurt.
　　The medicinal smell in the hall dissipated a little, and the sandalwood in the small stove drifted softly.
　　Zheng Yuheng arrived a moment later, and Dong Lingjiu was indeed no longer in pain. His family training might be more effective than that of the old doctor.
　　After withdrawing the needle, Zheng Yuheng replied: "The empress will live forever, she will not be without time."
　　Dong Lingjiu shook her head, she reached out, held Zheng Yuheng's fingers, pressed his wrist to the side of the couch, and thought silently for a long time.
　　It was as if a bird flew by, and a very crisp cry came from the window. Dong Lingjiu lowered her fingers, gently stroking the blood vessels and veins on his wrist, then gently held it and said to him: "Yuheng."
　　Zheng Yuheng's heart trembled.
　　"You are so good, I shouldn't have had any intentions towards you, and I have delayed your heart." When Dong Lingjiu said these words, her tone was very calm, "Originally, I thought it was just to add a decoration to the palace, put it there for viewing, that's all, but you..."
　　Zheng Yuheng was a little too good.
　　Dong Lingjiu felt that her own selfish desires were excessive. She felt very sorry that such a person could not appear in the court and could not fulfill his lifelong ambitions.
　　Zheng Yuheng did not retreat. He put the other person's hand on his cheek, lowered his head like a cat, and rubbed her fingertips.
　　Dong Lingjiu felt that this look was very familiar. He looked out the window and saw Aiai sleeping soundly on a small stool.
　　She looked at Zheng Yuheng and suddenly said, "You stay in the Cining Palace tonight to serve..."
　　Since he was rejected last time when she invited him to stay in the warm room, Dong Lingjiu had not made such a suggestion for a long time. Zheng Yuheng's ears flushed, and he pursed his lips in hesitation. His eyes shifted to the past for a while, and then slowly turned to the past, and whispered, "But your body..."
　　"Serving with pens and ink." Dong Lingjiu said, "I'm afraid there are not enough female officials in the palace. I have to transfer some from the Shangshu Bureau. There are too many documents to review and approve."
　　Before she finished speaking, Zheng Yuheng had already lowered his head silently, wishing to treat himself as a quail, and it would be better to bury him in the cracks of the ground. Fortunately, he did not express his thoughts in his heart, otherwise he would be ashamed to face the Empress Dowager.
　　"Yes..." Zheng Yuheng agreed, and at the same time he was very worried, when will the Empress Dowager take action? Why did she hesitate to say the word "but" just now? He even prepared the lines of loyalty and unyielding.
　　Dong Lingjiu loosened her hand and looked at the steadfast and unyielding young doctor Zheng with a smile in her eyes. She leaned over and whispered to him, "If I suddenly decide to do something wrong, a loyal person like Yuheng must dissuade me and give me advice."
　　Dissuade... Zheng Yuheng bit her lower lip and agreed uncomfortably, "I understand."
　　She added, "If I break the rules and get too close to you, you must always supervise me and know when to stop."
　　As she spoke, Dong Lingjiu loosened her hand. The warmth of the touch was fleeting, and the breath from her whisper also faded away.
　　Urge... Zheng Yuheng watched her lean back on the bed, her Adam's apple moved slightly, her eyes revealed a struggling and aggrieved expression, he said: "I...I obey your order..."
　　Dong Lingjiu finally laughed out loud, she said: "I was just teasing you, why are you crying?"
　　She held her cheek with her hand, rubbed the corner of her eyes with her fingertips, and whispered softly in Zheng Yuheng's ear: "When there is no one around, you can...be a little more unbridled."