Qi Lu didn't even taste the porridge that was fishy and salty at all.

Ji Lin was stunned for a moment, then said: "My cooking must be too unpalatable. It's okay, Taifu. I'll just ask someone to serve the dishes made by Gongsun Hua, and I'll definitely be able to taste them."

As he spoke, he immediately said to the eunuch: "Go and bring some food from the dining room."

"My dear minister, I promise." The eunuch moved quickly and quickly left the camp.

Although Ji Lin said this, he was no less uneasy and worried than Qi Lu. However, Qi Lu was injured, so Ji Lin was naturally calmer than Qi Lu, so he could not make Qi Lu worry.

Qi Lu frowned slightly, as if he was still reminiscing about the porridge water just now. It was clear that the porridge water was composed of meat, vegetables, and some seafood. If it was not cooked well, it would definitely be fishy and salty, but Qi Lu ate it.

In the mouth, there is really no taste at all. Not only is there no aroma of porridge, but you can't even taste the saltiness.

Seeing that he kept frowning, Ji Lin comforted him and said, "Master, it's okay. There's no need to be so nervous."

The eunuch quickly brought the meal that Gongsun Hua specially prepared for Qi Lu, including some porridge and water, as well as side dishes, all of which looked very light.

Ji Lin quickly took it and scooped another spoonful of porridge water himself. After blowing it to cool down, he put it on Qi Lu's lips and said, "Come here, Taifu, try it again."

Qi Lu immediately took the porridge and water into his mouth, and then his face became more solemn. He did not speak and shook his head slightly.

Ji Lin's heart thumped, but he didn't give up. He used chopsticks to add some side dishes. These side dishes were eaten with porridge water. The pickles of the Spring and Autumn Period were excellent. After all, ice cream was very rare in this era. Even if there were some at home,

The nobility of the mines could not use ice to store food excessively, so this high-salt pickle was easy to preserve and developed to the extreme. It was much richer than modern pickles.

Ji Lin gave Qi Lu a piece of pork shoulder, which is marinated pork shoulder, and brought it to Qi Lu's lips. Qi Lu opened his mouth to eat with a solemn expression, but still did not speak.

Ji Lin didn't even need to ask, he knew that Qi Lu must still not be able to taste the food. If the porridge was salty or bland, it was possible, but the pickles couldn't be bland. The dolphin was pickled thoroughly.

, if you eat with a white mouth, you must ask for water, but Qi Lu eats it in his mouth, and his expression does not change at all.

Ji Lin put down all the food and looked very ugly. He said to the eunuch: "Go find the medical officer and come here immediately."

"Yes!" the eunuch responded quickly and ran out of the camp to find the medical officer.

Ji Lin comforted Qi Lu and said, "It must be because Taifu has always had a fever these days. Taifu doesn't need to be too anxious. He will wait for the medical officer to check after a while. Maybe the fever will subside and the disease will be cured."

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Indeed, sometimes when you have a fever, you lose your appetite, there is no taste in your mouth, and you may even feel a little bitter.

But Qi Lu didn't feel relaxed at all when he listened to Ji Lin's comfort, not for any other reason, because the tasteless taste in his mouth was not the same as the bitter taste of being sick.

Tasteless.

The medical officer rushed over quickly, and Ji Lin said with a gloomy face: "Quickly, take Taifu's pulse."

The medical officer quickly checked Qi Lu's pulse and asked about Qi Lu's symptoms. Seeing that Qi Lu was still silent, Ji Lin said, "What is the problem?"

The medical officer was a little hesitant and said: "Your Majesty, there should be nothing wrong with Taifu's body. I haven't diagnosed anything, but I am just a little weak. Maybe it is caused by a long period of severe fever. Please take care of Taifu."

Take good care of yourself and your sense of taste should be restored."

The medical officer was vague, because the medical officer himself was not sure, and the result of diagnosing Qi Lu's pulse was that he was a little weak. After all, Qi Lu had been having fever for several days, and it was intermittent. The fever would subside for a while, and then come back again. This way

The fever will definitely be too much for the body, and it will indeed cause some uncomfortable symptoms, but the complete loss of taste has never been seen by medical officials before.

In fact, it is not the fault of medical officials. After all, medical skills in this era are quite backward. Medical skills are often considered to be witchcraft, while witchcraft is the serious medical skill.

The medical officer could only prescribe some prescriptions for Qi Lu to nourish Qi and blood, adjusted the medicinal ingredients, and then quickly stopped.

The medical officers were helpless, and Ji Lin was even more helpless. He could only continue to comfort Qi Lu and said, "Master, rest in peace and recuperate. Once the disease is cured, everything will be fine."

Qi Lu frowned slightly. If he lost his sense of taste in the future, there would be no fun in enjoying delicious food, let alone cooking.

Seeing that he was silent, Ji Lin kissed Qi Lu's forehead and said, "Be good, even if it tastes bad, you have to eat more. Don't go hungry. Listen to the doctor and take a good rest."

Although Qi Lu had no appetite, he still nodded. Ji Lin personally fed him porridge and ate most of the bowl. Qi Lu couldn't eat anymore, so Ji Lin stood up and put the bronze beans next to him.

Just as Ji Lin stood up, he suddenly felt dizzy. His whole body swayed, and the bronze bean came out with a "bang" and was directly thrown to the ground. There was still some unfinished porridge and water in it, and all of it was scattered.

came out and clasped part of it on the back of the emperor's hand.

"Emperor?!" Qi Lu was startled and quickly struggled to help Ji Lin. The two of them almost fell to the ground together.

Ji Lin was only dizzy for a short time, and the back of his hand felt hot. The pain made him quickly regain consciousness. When he quickly came back to his senses, he saw Qi Lu struggling to support himself. He quickly stood up straight and hugged Qi Lu.

, put him back on the couch.

Qi Lu said worriedly: "Emperor, are you feeling unwell?"

Ji Lin just felt dizzy for a short time and didn't take it seriously. He said, "It's okay. Maybe I've been sitting for too long. I suddenly felt dizzy when I stood up."

Qi Lu asked again: "Did your hand get burned?"

Ji Lin waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, I have rough skin and thick flesh, and the porridge and water are almost cold."

Ji Lin called the eunuch, collected the porridge and water on the ground, cleaned the mat, and still stayed by Qi Lu's side and did not leave.

Qi Lu said worriedly: "We will have an alliance in a few days. The emperor has been guarding the law, and his body can't bear it. It's better to go back and rest."

Ji Lin shook his head, and Qi Lu insisted: "Lu is really fine. He is going to rest now. He doesn't need anyone to watch him when he sleeps. The emperor will go back."

Qi Lu was worried about Ji Lin's health, and the alliance must not have any problems, so he insisted on coaxing Ji Lin back. Ji Lin did feel a little uncomfortable, so he went back, planning to turn into a little local dog in the middle of the night and come back to guard Qi Lu.

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Qi Lu waited for Ji Lin to leave, then fell asleep by himself, and slept until night. Perhaps because he rested too much during the day, he woke up suddenly at night and couldn't fall back asleep.

Qi Lu opened his eyes and heard the sound of "rustling, rustling". He turned his head and saw that the little local dog had woken up. His dog son was a night owl, always sleeping during the day and getting up at night to make noises. Qi Lu had already figured out the dog

Because of his son’s living habits, he didn’t take it seriously.

Qi Lu used to sleep very hard at night, but now that he had slept too much, Qi Lu turned over and lay on his side on the couch, looking at the busy little native dog.

The little local dog has always been a "wife". After waking up, he quickly jumped down on the couch, used his small paws to pull Qi Lu's shoes, straightened the shoes, and placed them in front of the couch so that Qi Lu could put them on directly after he got up.

No need to turn the toe of the shoe.

The little native dog didn't notice that Qi Lu had woken up, and was secretly looking at himself. After adjusting his shoes, he raised his little head and looked around, tidying up here and there, for fear that Qi Lu would trip over him when he got up at night.

, after everything was tidied up, he sat back next to the desk.

Qi Lu knew that the little native dog was very smart and had also packed his own clothes before, so he didn't take it seriously. But soon, Qi Lu saw the little native dog sitting next to the table.

, not lying next to the desk.

The little native dog's little butt was sitting on the mat, its two small front legs were resting on the desk, and its fleshy little paws fumbled on the desk several times. Although the movements were a bit clumsy, it quickly picked up the desk.

Stacked slips.

Those slips and slips were left by the emperor. Because he took care of Qi Lu these days, when Qi Lu fell asleep, the emperor would take the time to read the official documents, so there were many slips piled on the desk.

The bamboo slips were rolled up and stacked neatly. Qi Lu saw that the little native dog first picked up a roll of slips with its little paws, then unfolded the slips with its furry little paws. After taking a look, it seemed that the little native dog did not want it.

After seeing it, he used his little paws to roll up the slips. The rolls were neat and neat!

Qi Lu was surprised for a moment and couldn't help but secretly peek at the little native dog.

The little native dog rolled up the slips and did not put them back. Instead, he placed them on the other side of the table. He followed the same pattern and pulled out another roll of slips. As before, he rolled them up again and placed them on the other side again. This way

After picking and picking for a long time, the little native dog seemed to have finally found the slip he wanted to read.

The little native dog sat on the ground with its two little hind legs, supporting its small waist, holding the slips in its two little paws, looking at it decently, and shaking its little head, not only shaking its little head, but also shaking its little head.

The little feet and tail had nowhere to rest and were swaying together.

There were no stools these days, and the seats were all mats, the kind that lay on the ground, so the desk was relatively short. Although the little native dog was short in stature, it could barely show its little head when sitting on the ground with its back straight.

The little local dog held up the slip with its two little paws. Looking from the direction of Qi Lu, the dog's little head was almost completely blocked.

Just when Qi Lu was surprised, there was something even more surprising. The little native dog looked at the slip for a while and found it looked decent. He put the slip aside. This time he did not roll it up, but opened another one.

The lambskin roll, open the lambskin, there is a map on it, while reading the slips, you use your little paws to pat the map back and forth.

Qi Lu was surprised for a moment and thought to himself that his dog son was no longer the smart type. Has he become a spirit?

Qi Lu lay on the couch, and the little native dog sat on the mat without making a sound, silently looking at the slips. Qi Lu observed for a while, because he was still having a low fever, he was soon swept away by fatigue.

Staring at the little native dog reading, he was as hypnotic as if he were reading. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he slowly closed his eyes and fell into sleep.

Ji Lin didn't know that he was being watched at all. He was still reading documents to pass the time. He guarded Qi Lu all night. When morning came, he stood up with the desk in hand, rolled up all the documents with his little paws, and put them away.

Put it back to its original position.

The sun shines on Qi Lu's eyelids. When Qi Lu opens his eyes, his first reaction is to look at the desk. However, there is no little dog next to the desk. The documents on the desk are piled up one after another, all from yesterday.

As Ji Lin left, he didn't separate the two piles, and he didn't even unfold the lambskin map.

Qi Lu looked back at the little native dog lying beside his couch, sleeping soundly, rubbed his eyes, and murmured: "I'm afraid I had a strange dream..."

Qi Lu had been having fever intermittently. After a few days of recovery, the fever finally subsided, but his sense of taste did not recover at all and he still could not taste anything.

The waiters didn't know what happened, but they just thought that the Taifu was ill these days. He seemed to rarely come to the dining room and never saw the Taifu.

The date of the alliance was gradually approaching, and today was the day of sacrifice for the alliance ceremony. Qi Lu opened his eyes, and Naoyang Jian helped him wash and change clothes, and brought him a breakfast. Qi Lu ate the breakfast calmly.

Naoyang Jian said hesitantly: "Master, have you tasted what it feels like today?"

Qi Lu's expression was very calm, and he smiled and said: "It seems that I have tasted something. It is indeed due to illness. I will raise it for a few more days. I'm afraid I will recover and be able to feed the lamb again."

Let’s make snacks.”

Qi Lu said that he could taste a little bit, but Nianyang Jian didn't show any happy expression. He added a cloak to Qi Lu, and Qi Lu left the camp, preparing to go to the emperor's camp to attend the meeting together.
To be continued...