[Qing Chuan] Mu Emperor's Grace

As a result of being exposed to rain all night, both of them fell ill.It doesn't matter if He Shen is ill, but Hongli's fever is also fierce.The queen mother made a prompt decision, went down the mountain and returned to the palace, and asked the accompanying imperial physician to diagnose and treat Hongli.

He Shen didn't have a fever, but he had a severe headache, his voice was hoarse, and the rest of the symptoms seemed to be brewing.

Hongli was able to be carried down the mountain, but he was not treated so well as a courtier.In the end, it was Fukang'an who, while laughing unscrupulously, found a sturdy handyman Taoist priest for him, and carried him down the mountain with a bamboo and rattan chair.

When Concubine Ling and others who were waiting at the foot of the mountain saw Hongli who had a persistent high fever, their faces changed involuntarily, and Concubine Dun burst into tears.Still to make the noble concubine calm, she first ordered someone to escort the queen mother back to the palace, then boarded the imperial chariot herself, twisted the handkerchief to wipe Hongli's face.

Concubine Dun saw that the opportunity to get close to the emperor was snatched away in a short while, and she felt angry but didn't know where to cast it.Fukang'an came from a prominent background, so she didn't dare to put on airs in front of him, so she had to target He Shen who was ill.

"And my lord, the emperor asked you to drive up the mountain, is this how you take care of people?" Concubine Dun's tone was not kind, and even Hai Lancha, who was riding a horse to escort her, couldn't help but look sideways.

He Shen was still ill, and he was also unable to lift up his energy, but he had to cheer up to deal with Concubine Dun's questioning.

"It was raining and windy at night, and the hail came suddenly. It was the slave's fault that the emperor caught cold." He Shen's voice was hoarse, and he couldn't help coughing twice after he finished speaking.

"Your majesty is seriously ill now, and you can't make up for it by just admitting your mistakes..." Concubine Dun's aggressive attitude let He Shen know that he was being used as a punching bag, and Concubine Dun was showing her authority in front of everyone.

He Shen smiled weakly and got down from the rattan chair. He was about to kneel in front of Concubine Dun, but suddenly heard a voice from the dragon carriage: "Concubine Dun... I'm not dead yet... "

Concubine Dun was startled, she stared dumbfounded at the dragon chariot with the tightly closed curtain, and said in a daze, "Emperor... Your Majesty..."

When Hongli spoke, the people who had been waiting for a good show also turned their eyes away.The dilemma faced by He Shen was solved by Hongli in this way.Concubine Ling put on a cold handkerchief for Hongli, and whispered: "Hire Mr. He a sedan chair to shelter from the wind. The bamboo and rattan chair is hard and bumpy. No patient can bear it."

He Shen was helped into the sedan chair in a daze, his tense nerves finally relaxed, and he fell into a drowsy sleep like this.

Hongli was also asleep on the carriage frame. Concubine Ling let Hongli rest on her lap, her slender and beautiful fingers carefully traced Hongli's handsome outline.All of a sudden, she saw Hongli's lips moving, and made one or two weak breath sounds. She couldn't hold back her inner curiosity. She bent down to listen, and only vaguely discerned that Hongli had been persistently repeating the two words. Word: "Heshen..."

Concubine Ling clenched her lower lip, handed the hand stove in her arms to Qiao Yun, and softly ordered: "Trust someone to send this... to He Shen..."

Hongli found himself standing on Riguan Peak inexplicably, with the back of He Shen sitting on the Gongbei Stone in front of him.Hongli walked towards him eagerly, but there seemed to be a resistance in front of him. Every time Hongli took a step forward, He Shen would move forward a little.Until the young man's legs were hanging in the air, and his clothes were blown by the wind, as if he would fly away in the next moment.

Hongli stopped abruptly, not daring to move forward.But He Shen turned his head at this moment, and showed a bright smile to Hongli that he had never seen before.

"Your Majesty...I'm going back...to the place that should belong to me..."

Before Hongli could react, he jumped into the beautiful sea of ​​clouds and disappeared without a sound...

Hongli stared at the empty Gongbei Stone with his eyes wide open, and he didn't know how long it took before he had the strength to shout: "Heshen...don't!"

In desperation, Hongli felt his temples were pricked by dense needles, and the pain was so painful that he even struggled to open his eyes.

After finally opening his eyes a crack, he saw the worried face of the Queen Mother.Hongli's drowsy brain reacted for a few seconds before he realized that he had just had an extremely real nightmare.

"Emperor's mother...the son is not filial..." Hongli opened his mouth, only to feel that his throat was about to smoke.

Seeing him wake up, the queen mother said with red eyes, "It's good to wake up...It's good to wake up..."

"You have been sleeping for three days, and the imperial doctor said that if you were a little later, the burn would injure your lungs, and there would be endless troubles..." The Empress Dowager's tone was full of fear.

"It's my son who was careless. My son has always been healthy... I don't know why this time..." Hongli looked at the worried look of the queen mother, and felt extremely guilty.But in his heart, there was still another thing on his mind, but he didn't know how to say it.

The Empress Dowager changed the handkerchief for Hongli, and seeing him hesitating to speak, she suddenly said, "It's strange to say that during the period when the emperor was ill, He Shen also fell ill. In the past, the emperor had It's a minor illness, and as the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he always asks the imperial physician and prescribes prescriptions at the first time. Without him this time, it's really a mess."

When Hongli heard the words, a little light suddenly appeared in his dull eyes, as if he became more energetic all of a sudden.He tried his best to restrain his emotions and make his tone sound calmer: "By the way...how is He Shen now?"

The queen mother has been paying attention to the state of the emperor, so she did not miss his moment of joy.She squeezed out a smile, and said in a gentle voice: "I have been diagnosed and treated by the imperial physician, and now I am out of danger, and I am recuperating... This He Shen also loves to be brave. He was already sick at dinner that night, and he still has to delay his illness." So. But if the treatment is done early, it won't be delayed to the present..."

Hongli finally let go of his hanging heart. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect such a thing to happen. It is customary for the imperial physician not to accompany the sacrificial ceremony. He Shen insisted not to say anything, because he didn't want to delay the sacrificial ceremony." progress..."

The Empress Dowager looked at him gravely, and smiled for a while: "The emperor should take a good rest, and remember to recover from his illness before going on his way, or the root cause of the disease will be left behind, which is no joke."

Hongli responded with a smile.The Empress Dowager looked at him a few more times, tucked the quilt up tightly for him, and then left with the treasure in her arms.

Seeing Baolian closing the palace door tightly, the Queen Mother sighed heavily, turned her head and said to Baolian: "You order to go down and pick some high-quality medicinal materials to reward Heshen..."

Baoyu was a little surprised when he heard the words, but nodded obediently: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the servant will take care of it..."

The Empress Dowager walked with some difficulty, holding the dowry in one hand and a cane in the other.After a while, she looked at the treasure who was looking down at the road, and said softly: "The Ai family knows that you have something on your mind, so just ask if you want..."

Bao Cang smiled shyly: "Sure enough, you can't hide anything from the Queen Mother. The slaves are just suspicious. As the servant accompanying the driver, it is already dereliction of duty for the emperor to return from a serious illness this time. Seeing that he is also seriously ill Come on, it's fine if you don't pursue responsibility, why does the empress still want to reward?"

The queen mother put her head down and smiled: "The Ai family guessed that you were going to ask this... This person who is held in the hands of the emperor, so why not be a favor..."

Baoyu was taken aback, and looked at the queen mother in disbelief: "Your Majesty, what do you mean by that?"

The Empress Dowager did not explain, but just asked: "Bao Cang, do you know that Cai Ai's family was at the emperor's bedside, did you hear anything?"

Bao Qian hadn't recovered from the shock, but replied dully: "I don't know..."

The Empress Dowager's voice was full of emotion: "The emperor called He Shen's name before he woke up..."

Baoyan frowned and said, "But this... this doesn't mean that the emperor..."

The Empress Dowager patted her hand and signaled her to be calm: "The Ai family didn't believe it either, so the Ai family tentatively reprimanded He Shen a few words, but the emperor defended him everywhere in his words. Don't say anything else. , when have you ever seen the emperor refute Aijia's words..."

Baoyu was at a loss for words for a while, but she heard the Queen Mother say: "When Xiaoxian was here, he would often talk back to Ai's family, and when he was impatient, he would recruit the Fucha family to be a rescuer. But since the Fucha family left, he has done everything right. According to me, no matter what Aijia said is right or not, the emperor will accept everything. Aijia knows that he is afraid that Aijia will be like Fucha and leave him one day when he gets angry... ..."

The Empress Dowager walked into the room, sat down slowly, and waited for Baoyan to bring her freshly brewed tea before slowly saying: "Only the emperor like today has a little bit of vitality..."

"But there is one thing, you are right, Baoyan. The emperor's illness is inextricably related to Heshen. Heshen didn't come for dinner in the temple that night, and the rice in front of the emperor didn't touch much. There is no need for chopsticks and dishes, and they look like they can’t eat. How can there be such a coincidence in the world, both of them are sick, but it is very similar to what is said in the story book, the young couple quarreled and tossed in different ways..."

Baoyan carefully rubbed the empress dowager's shoulders, hesitatingly said: "But... Heshen... he is a man... this son..."

The queen mother sighed: "All these years, Ai's family has always wanted to find a caring person for the emperor, and they have chosen the Ulanara family after thousands of choices. But somehow, the emperor just doesn't get close to her, and even the emperor is not close to her. I don't care too much. Now it's so rare to have a Heshen who can let the emperor talk, so why bother to stop them... As for the heirs, the Ai family looks at Yongzhen well, but on the contrary, who is more attractive than the emperor? , it's better to be insane..."

Baoyan frowned and said, "In your opinion, do those people in the harem know anything about it?"

The queen mother smiled and said: "People don't know about Aijia, but the imperial concubine must have seen the clues. In the past few days, she has found no excuses to be ill in front of the imperial court. Concubine Dun, a silly child, is avoided by others for fear of offending the emperor. Take the initiative to go forward, look, this is the look of having a heart for the emperor, although the imperial concubine acts in a proper and meticulous manner, making it impossible to find fault, but she has too many thoughts."

Xu Shi said too much in a fit of anger, the queen mother suddenly coughed, and Baoyu calmed down for her: "Your Majesty thinks about the emperor in this way, I only hope that the emperor can understand your heart."

The queen mother wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and spit out a mouthful of bloodshot phlegm: "The Ai family is old, and at this age, the family becomes the only concern. As long as the son and grandson are good, what else can the Ai family ask for?" Woolen cloth?"