The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

Qianqing Palace

Ever since the prince issued the order to post a notice across the country to find a famous doctor, many officials have offered their services, and many barefoot doctors have recommended themselves.

Of course, it was impossible to let them take the emperor's pulse and treat him, and it was even more impossible to easily try their prescriptions.

Whenever a doctor prescribed medicine, it had to be registered with the Imperial Medical Bureau first. After unanimous discussion, it would be tested on palace maids first, and then on patients with the same cold and fever symptoms. If the cure rate was 100%, it could be used for the emperor at his discretion.

However, after such a long time, only a herbal prescription for reducing fever had some effect. Kangxi's condition became worse day by day. Sometimes he could not even control his excretion and suffered from coughing and diarrhea.

The work of close personal service was done by the imperial doctors and eunuchs together. The concubines in the harem took turns to serve the emperor, while the princes would listen to announcements, take charge, or handle affairs in the front hall.

The Crown Prince and Prince Zhi were receiving court officials and discussing state affairs with Soetu and Mingzhu.

The third and fourth princes were responsible for looking up ancient books on the treatment of cold and fever in the side hall.

The Third Prince is good at writing, which is his forte. However, doing this for more than a month has caused him to pull out so many hairs that they are about to fall out.

Seeing that there was no one in the hall, the Third Prince shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Fourth Brother, look at Third Brother now. His white hair is getting shorter and shorter. He can barely hold a hairpin."

Yinzhen looked up and saw that the Third Master had a handful of hair in his hand, all of which he had just pulled out.

"Third brother, when we get back, just ask the kitchen to make you some sesame snacks to nourish your body."

The Third Prince shook his head, thinking something, and whispered, "Have you seen the two in the front hall? They summoned the court officials and issued decrees. Humph, I think they are more relaxed than when the Emperor was here. No one is restraining them, and they are happy and free."

Then he complained: "They arranged for the two of us to look up ancient books while they contacted the court officials. They really had a good plan!"

Yinzhen frowned, somewhat disapproving, but after all he was his brother, so it was not easy for him to scold him. If it was Fourteenth, he would have scolded him long ago.

"Third brother, we are looking up ancient books for the purpose of curing the emperor's illness. How can we complain? The Crown Prince and the Prince of Zhi have the assistance of Prime Minister Suo and Prime Minister Ming, so it is only natural for them to handle government affairs. Otherwise, if the emperor is seriously ill and no one can calm those villains, it will not work."

"Okay, fourth brother, stop playing dumb with your brother. You know exactly what's going on. I won't say any more."

After the Third Prince finished speaking, he ignored him and turned around to drink tea and eat snacks.

Yinzhen held an ancient book in his hand, but he was reluctant to turn it over.

Prince Second Brother, this is a bit impatient.

Why should I bother to compete with him, brother?

The most urgent task now is to save the emperor. Are they all eagerly waiting for the emperor to die?

Not to mention the Crown Prince and the Prince of Zhi, even the Eighth Prince is now in control of the Imperial Household Department and refuses to let go. The Ninth and Tenth Princes follow him around all day long, obeying his orders without complaint.

The fifth and seventh brothers were obedient and did not make any move. They just sat quietly on the bench in the front hall.

As for the rest, Old Thirteen followed me in everything, but today he took some time out to meet his two sisters.

Old Fourteen was jumping up and down, running left and right, wanting to get involved everywhere.

What about my mother?

Yinzhen couldn't help but think of Concubine De. He looked towards the direction of the back hall. Today it was his mother who was taking care of him. What was his mother thinking?

Defei was wiping Kangxi's body. The weather was a little hot. Although Kangxi was shivering from the cold, he was sweating all over. She had to wet the towel with warm water and wipe it carefully bit by bit.

Kangxi just felt dizzy and heavy, as if he had had a very long, distant and deep dream.

In the dream, the Eighteenth Prince followed him to Rehe.

Others who followed him at that time included the eldest prince, the crown prince and others.

The prince was already dissatisfied with his father, the emperor, and Soetu had been instigating him to rebel.

He originally wanted to calm down and have a good talk with the prince. After all, he was the crown prince whom he had personally raised for so many years. Even if raising his son was like raising a Gu, the prince was still his favorite Gu.

But when the team was preparing to cross the desert to hunt, something unexpected happened.

When the team arrived at a base called Yong'an Bai'ang'a, the eighteenth prince Yinzhi suddenly fell ill.

The climate outside the Great Wall has great temperature differences, with four seasons in one day.

The eighteenth prince Yinzhi was still young and was usually pampered. It was also his first time to step out of the palace, and he suddenly developed a high fever on the way.

Kangxi had too many children who died in his early years, but Little Eighteen was his beloved son born in his old age, and he loved and doted on him very much. This time his illness made him extremely anxious, and he took care of him personally without taking off his clothes.

He also specifically ordered the imperial physicians in the palace to come quickly to treat the patient. The Third Prince and the Fourth Prince, who were staying in the palace, sent people to rush over at full speed.

However, even so, the Eighteenth Prince's life could not be saved.

He is only eight years old.

In his dreams, Kangxi could feel his heart being torn in pain. His beloved son's life was gradually fading away. There was nothing he could do except hold the child in his arms.

But at this time, it was heard that the prince was drinking and having fun in the tent.

The furious Kangxi rushed to check, and sure enough, he saw the usually gentle prince, in dishevel, hugging the little eunuch, with a wine glass in his hand. He looked drunk, with a flushed face, and even his emperor father didn't recognize him!

Kangxi was so angry that he didn't even have time to think about the prince's abnormality. He drew the long sword from the shelf and was about to chop at his rebellious son.

A cold light flashed, and Kangxi woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat, his pajamas were soaked.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, you are awake. How do you feel?"

Defei was wiping Kangxi's body, but she found that Kangxi's body was shaking even more violently, and sweat was pouring down his body. He seemed to be in a nightmare.

She did not dare to wake Kangxi up, as he had been seriously ill and unconscious and could not be woken up. Just as she was about to call the imperial physician, she saw Kangxi open his eyes.

When Kangxi heard the sound, he almost subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but he felt weak all over and the feeling of weakness made him dizzy.

He then woke up and realized that he was dreaming.

Defei handed over a cup of warm water at the right time and helped Kangxi drink a few sips. He had been in a coma for many days and felt both cold and hot. Only after drinking some water did he feel some warmth in his mouth.

The imperial physician had been on duty for twelve hours, and now that he saw the emperor had regained consciousness, he hurried forward to take his pulse.

Upon seeing this, Concubine De gave up her seat and stood not far away, looking worried, with red eyes and dark circles under her eyes, which made Kangxi feel soft-hearted.

"De Fei..." Kangxi hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice was very hoarse when he spoke, "Prince, how is he?"

Concubine De blinked and told the truth.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince and Prince Zhi are in the front hall."

What are you doing in the front hall?

Kangxi knew it without thinking.

There is no need for Concubine De to tell you the rest.

Liang Jiugong told Kangxi the whole story.

Kangxi closed his eyes.

Baocheng, do you want to save the emperor or seize power?