The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

Upon hearing the news that the emperor had woken up, all the princes were surprised and happy, and hurriedly gathered at the gate of the Qianqing Palace, waiting to see their father.

But after a long time, Liang Jiugong came out to deliver the message that Wansui had fallen asleep again and would not see anyone.

The princes looked at each other, but no one dared to speak. They only focused their eyes on the prince in the front.

Yinreng was very worried, and he took Liang Jiugong to ask about the emperor's condition in detail. He was relieved to learn that the fever had subsided and he had a bowl of sweet soup.

The emperor has woken up, which is good news in every way.

All the princes are now living in the prince's residence. Once the palace gates are closed, they cannot go out. So they can finally have a good sleep tonight.

Who knew that the noise would break out again in the middle of the night.

All the people in the Imperial Hospital gathered together and said that the Emperor was not feeling well.

Even the things that will be used after death are being prepared.

When Yinzhen heard this, he got goosebumps all over his body.

He was shocked for a moment, and almost subconsciously, he immediately looked at the prince.

The prince was a man as handsome as a pine tree. He had taken on important responsibilities during Kangxi's serious illness and was praised by people from all walks of life. But at this moment, his straight spine suddenly collapsed.

"Emperor...Emperor Father!"

Yinreng's eyes were bloodshot and he almost fell to the ground. He pushed away the eunuch who was supporting him and walked towards the back hall in disbelief.

Although there was already some estrangement between him and the emperor at this time, he had been dissatisfied with Kangxi's autocratic surveillance for a long time, and the emperor no longer treated him as lovingly as before.

But until now, what appeared before his eyes were still the scenes of his childhood.

When he was four or five years old in the imperial garden, he heard the eunuchs whispering that he was born to be unlucky in marriage. Empress Hesheli died in childbirth while trying to give birth to a child, and it was possible that even the emperor would be killed by him in the future.

He was so shocked that he covered his mouth and dared not cry out.

It was the Emperor who discovered his abnormality. After learning the reason, he flew into a rage. After finding out who was responsible, he ordered his tongue to be cut off and his entire clan to be executed. He also executed all nine members of his clan. Even the noble master behind him had his property confiscated and his head beheaded.

At that time, the emperor hugged me tightly as I curled up into a ball, slept with me at night out of love, and sang songs to me.

The emperor said: "Baocheng is a treasure brought to me by Changshengtian. He is a natural dragon son and a man of great fortune. All the evil spirits in the world cannot get close to him."

Little Yinreng raised his head and looked at his father.

"Baocheng is my most beloved son. I will protect you."

But, Father Emperor!

The Emperor is now critically ill. Is it really his own fault?

The emperor's voice seemed to ring in my ears again.

Yinreng's eyes were gradually blurred by tears.

I am an unfilial son!

Yinzhen was also very sad when the prince called him "Emperor Father", and he hurried forward to support the prince.

All the princes had solemn expressions as they looked at the imperial physicians coming and going, the countless rare medicinal herbs, and the lamas who kept praying.

They were waiting for something, apparently waiting for a turning point.

Because they heard the sound of hurried footsteps.

Running is not allowed in the palace, but now the hurried and urgent footsteps are so clear.

Everyone looked towards the door quickly.

A guard, his face covered in sweat and panting, came in and fell to his knees.

"There's medicine!"

Yinreng was the first to pounce, grabbing the guard's collar tightly, with a terrifying light bursting out of his watery eyes, shocking people so much that they were almost speechless.

"What medicine?! Where is it?!"

The guard said quickly, "Western medicine! It was brought by the third son of Master Fucha Bodel. It's called Cinchona Cream, and it's specially used to treat cold and fever! It's already been tried on someone!"

Everyone was shocked.

Western medicine?

The fourteenth elder was the most impatient and quickly jumped up: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and give it to the emperor!"

The guard nodded hurriedly, handed the medicine to the imperial physician for examination, and said that Fu Cha Changxing was waiting outside.

Yinzhen was also extremely surprised.

He knew Fu Cha Changxing, Yao Xian's third brother, who had always been doing business in the north and south. He was quite capable and had a lot of good things in his hands. He didn't expect that he even had this kind of medicine!

The process of waiting for the imperial physician to test the medicine has never felt so long.

The Imperial Hospital Director, Doctor Ding, who was over 70 years old, with gray hair and a hunched back, walked out tremblingly and said, "This medicine is completely different from Chinese herbal medicine. I dare not give it to Your Majesty rashly."

Fourteen was so anxious that he kept jumping up and down. "It's already this late! What's there to be afraid of?"

Looking at the imperial physician's expression, Yinzhen understood.

After all, it is a new medicine. If it is to be used by the emperor, the people above must approve it. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, they will not be able to take responsibility.

Yinzhen wanted to say something, but the ninth brother glanced at him and said in a leisurely tone, "The origin of this medicine is indeed unknown. It is said that someone has tried it, but we don't know who tried it and how. We all rely on Fu Cha's words. Or, can the fourth brother tell us about it?"

Ever since Concubine Yi's brother was dismissed from office and exiled, the Ninth Brother has always felt a little annoyed with Fucha and Yinzhen, and couldn't help wanting to poke him, so how could he miss this opportunity?

The Thirteenth Elder couldn't help but speak up for Yinzhen: "Although Fucha Changxing is Fourth Brother's brother-in-law, Fourth Brother has been in the palace since the Emperor's father fell ill. How could he know anything about him?"

Lao Jiu snorted coldly: "Thirteen, then you don't know Fourth Brother's methods."

"Ninth Brother! What nonsense are you talking about!" When the fifth brother saw Yinzhen's face change, he quickly stopped his brother.

Yinzhen's face turned pale: "What means do I have? If it can save the emperor, I am willing to use any means! Anyway, I believe in Fu Cha Changxing, I will try this medicine!"

Lao Jiu snorted in dissatisfaction, but didn't say anything else.

The eighth elder came out to smooth things over again: "Don't be upset, fourth brother. I'm sure you don't know the inside story. Why don't you ask that Master Fucha to tell us?"

Prince Yinreng interrupted him: "No need, I'll take the medicine first. If I'm fine, give it to the emperor directly to avoid delaying the disease."

After saying this, regardless of the panicked expressions of the crowd, Yinzhen wanted to step forward to stop him, but saw that he put the powder into his mouth in one go.

After a quarter of an hour, nothing happened. Doctor Ding received the prince's order and went in again trembling.

Everyone had no choice but to stand guard at the door for another whole night.

At dawn, Kangxi had another dream.

This time, the person he dreamed of was not the crown prince, but the Prince of Zhi.

The eldest daughter of Prince Zhi was betrothed to a Mongolian by himself. This son, who had always been brave, put on a brave face in front of the emperor. After returning to the mansion, he locked himself up and drank one cup after another from the wine jug until he was drunk.

He murmured, "Father Emperor...Father Emperor...you favor Yinreng...and you put Yinreng under house arrest...now...are you going to abandon Baoqing too?"

After saying this, the Prince of Zhi, who was in his thirties or forties, covered his face and cried bitterly.

Kangxi was struck by lightning.

He woke up suddenly.

The imperial physician was pleasantly surprised and quickly took the emperor's pulse, and found that the emperor's fever had subsided and he had stopped vomiting, meaning that he was halfway cured.