After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

A quarter of an hour later, in the front hall of Prince Pingyue's Palace.

The old doctor in the palace reported to King Xuan: "The concubine's pulse is disordered, and it seems that she is suffering from blood deficiency."

This is a terminal illness and is life-threatening.

King Xuan immediately issued an order to summon all the famous doctors in Chu and Yue.

In the chaos, A Bao calmly sent Shi Xi back to Yunji Courtyard to rest.

When the inner room of the courtyard was left, only Abao and Shixi were left.

A Bao grabbed Shi Xi's wrist with his backhand and asked in confusion: "Why is this happening?"

Although she is not a doctor, she learned a little about taking pulses from the old doctor Zhang in order to take care of Xiao Yunzheng's old lumbar injury some time ago.

At this moment, Shi Xi's pulse was the same as before, with no difference.

Blood deficiency? It's fake.

Shi Xi did not struggle, but sneered at herself and smiled: "It is quite useful to use the opponent's trick against him. At least, the rebellion between father and son has achieved initial results."

Hearing this, A Bao sighed helplessly.

As expected, Shi Xi married King Xuan for another purpose.

But Shi Xi did not hide his plan in front of her, which made her look at him differently.

Suddenly, Shi Xi stood up and pushed open half of the window of Hongnan Pavilion.

A Bao looked out the window of Hongnan Pavilion from afar and saw the goose yellow wisterias all over the yard.

In the bright sunlight, it looks like velvety warm gold.

Deep in the memory, Shi Xi murmured softly: "The yellow flowers all over the yard were transplanted from the Chuyue Seaside by Yun Ji herself the year before she passed away. Even the entire row of vines on the courtyard wall were tied by Yun Ji herself with poles."

"However, Yun Ji watered and fertilized the plants every day and took good care of them."

"But I have not been able to see this moment with my own eyes, the flowers blooming like the sun."

Hearing this, Abao became suspicious.

Why did He Xi suddenly mention Yun Ji's hobby of growing flowers?

What’s so special about these yellow flowers in the yard?

As if thinking about something, she secretly looked at Shi Xi, but she was a little slow to notice the red flower named Yuanyangjia on Shi Xi's left wrist, which was blooming to its fullest.

However, flowers bloom and eventually wither.

Three of the blood-red petals had obviously withered.

A Bao suddenly remembered the memorials submitted by Meng Guanjing to the imperial court in his previous life.

It seems that there is a saying that when flowers bloom, they also begin to fall.

At this moment, Abao was even more doubtful.

But Shi Xi asked calmly, "Your Highness, did you see my brother's illness?"

"Shi Zejing is ill?" A Bao pretended to be confused: "But the person I saved that night called himself Meng Guanjing. Miss Shi Xi, maybe you recognized the wrong person?"

Shi Xi heard the sharp temptation in A Bao's words.

After all, on the day when the Dafulou ship set sail, Abao mentioned Meng Guanjing, and her and Shi Zejing's reaction and answer was to claim that Abao had recognized the wrong person.

The two looked at each other in silence for a while.

Finally, Shi Xi smiled sadly and said, "My brother and I denied it at the time. We were forced to do so. Please forgive us, Your Highness."

A Bao glanced at the yellow flowers in the yard outside the window and asked, "Is it related to Yun Ji?"

Shi Xi's eyes showed gratitude, and he shook his head, more frankly than ever before: "In fact, the crux of the problem lies with my brother - he is both Shi Zejing and Meng Guanjing."

Hearing this, Abao was suddenly shocked.

Although it was speculated long ago, Shi Xi's personal admission had a deeper meaning.

The truth that Shi Xi revealed afterwards made A Bao even more heartbroken.

Many years ago, when Ze Jing first fell ill on July 10, he used strong liquor to numb himself.

Afterwards, Meng Guanjing appeared.

Recalling this, Shi Xi smiled sadly: "That body is where my two brothers live."

"Meng Guanjing has endured all the pain from childhood to the present.

"Shi Zejing, who was responsible for the 681 tragic deaths in Mengjia Village, lived a relatively normal life in the eyes of the world."

A Bao's heart sank to the bottom, and he silently thought of his past life.

Therefore, every time Meng Guanjing appeared, it was after drinking.

At the first dinner, she congratulated him and called him the top scholar.

He was free and unrestrained, ambitious, and made lofty ambitions to pacify the river disasters in the south of the Yangtze River.

During the second dinner, she learned about the strange disease in Mengjia Village and for the first time got a glimpse of Meng Guanjing's pain and despair. It was also the first time that Meng Guanjing asked for help.

By the third dinner, she was dead and he was half dead.

That dinner of wine in front of the empress's tombstone in the imperial mausoleum.

Meng Guanjing mentioned the next life.

If they meet again, he will definitely meet her cleanly.

I didn’t understand it in my previous life, and now it’s too late to understand it.

This is what is meant by clean and tidy.

He was not just a tool to endure the pain of bone erosion for Shi Zejing, but a real, flesh-and-blood, living person.