[Qing Chuan] Mu Emperor's Grace

When the ceremony of offering sacrifices to Confucius was coming to an end, He Shen sharply saw an attendant trying to squeeze through the crowd to the side of the altar.Hongli was still sitting at the top, enjoying the carefully rehearsed dance and music.

He Shen rushed to the guard next to him and whispered: "Did you see that man over there? The clothes look like someone from a palace. Take him to the back so as not to disturb the holy car."

The guards acted very efficiently, and He Shen waited for a while in the background before seeing the panting attendant.

He Shen frowned and looked at the attendant who could only vent his anger, feeling in his heart that he had a very kind face, as if he had met him somewhere.

He Shen ordered people to give him his breath slowly, until he was out of breath, and then asked: "Which noble person do you work for?"

The attendant was a little surprised when he heard the words, but more delighted: "Exactly, the slave is working in front of the imperial concubine Ling."

As soon as this remark came out, He Shen's face changed slightly.If there is no special reason, why would the attendants around the imperial concubine come all the way to the Confucian Temple.Unless there is any important matter that cannot be delayed, or even something that the imperial concubine cannot decide, Hongli needs to be informed immediately.

He Shen tentatively asked, "But what happened in the palace?"

The slave was amazed by He Shen's sensitivity, and he didn't dare to hide it anymore: "Master He... the slave told the truth, you can't blame the slave."

Seeing him like this, He Shen's ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, and he tried desperately to remind himself of what else he had ignored.The servant didn't give him time to think, and said in a trembling voice: "The imperial concubine asked the servant to come forward and say that the empress dowager fell ill..."

He Shen's lips parted slightly, unable to speak for a while.If it was just a minor illness and pain, as a noble concubine, she would never disturb Hongli rashly.Then there is only one possibility left, the empress dowager's illness is very serious this time, and it is time to notify Hongli.

He Shen clenched his icy hands, trying to calm himself down: "Have the imperial physicians visited you?"

"Look... I've seen it. During the daily consultation, the Empress Dowager often suffered from dizziness and heart palpitations, which didn't improve even after taking medicine. Who would have thought that this morning, after the time when the Empress Dowager got up in the past, the Empress Dowager often There was still no movement in the hall. When Bao Cang entered the room to call for someone, she found that the Empress Dowager was unconscious, so she hurriedly invited the imperial physician to come and see her."

"What's the result?" He Shen's face became more and more serious.Although dizziness and heart palpitations seem to be minor problems, they are often complications caused by other more serious lesions.Once the trajectory of history is disrupted, He Shen doesn't know what will happen now.

"After careful inspection, the imperial doctor found something wrong. After asking Baomao, he found out that the empress dowager has been suffering from hemoptysis, and it has become more and more frequent recently. Baomao persuaded the empress dowager many times, but the empress dowager ordered her to hide it from the imperial physician who consulted. As usual, talk about old problems."

He Shen was in a mess, and he said softly, "Is the Empress Dowager awake now?"

Seeing the attendant shaking his head, He Shen's heart couldn't stop sinking.He could almost imagine how Hongli would react when he knew about this.

The attendant obviously thought about it too, and he asked anxiously: "He...He sir, can you report this matter to the emperor on behalf of the servant?"

He Shen looked at him coldly, but didn't answer.Seeing his stern face, the attendant could only struggle and said: "My lord... the imperial concubine always praises you for having a delicate heart. If you tell me, the emperor will definitely not be angry. My lord... slave A humble life, death is not a pity, but a slave can't dispel the emperor's anger, this matter can only be done by He adults."

He Shen looked at the attendant dumbfounded: "You are relying on me."

In fact, even if no one else said it, He Shen would consider reporting the matter to Hongli himself.Deep down in his heart, he doesn't want others to see Hongli's fragile and out-of-control side.Maybe He Shen himself didn't realize that as a minister, he should have been afraid of the emperor's anger, but facing the current situation, he was even more worried about Hongli's mood.

He waved his hand with a headache, asked the attendant to be taken down, and returned to his seat.As soon as he sat down, he found Hongli looked over.There were doubts in the emperor's bright eyes, but He Shen couldn't help avoiding his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the more He Shen hid, Hongli stared at him more closely, and finally stood up directly from the seat above, and walked slowly to He Shen's side: "Come with me."

Seeing Ji Xiaolan across from He Shen, he gave him a knowing smile, and Hai Lancha next to him also had vacillating eyes, and suddenly became more apprehensive.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, he followed Hongli to the back hall.The back hall of the Confucian Temple was specially prepared for the emperor to rest, and there were plenty of charcoal fires.Hongli put his hands on the charcoal basin and asked, "Do you have anything to tell me?"

He Shen's throat moved, but still no sound came out.

Hongli waited for a long while, but still did not wait for He Shen's movement, and finally raised his head impatiently: "He Shen, you are really not good at lying at all. Based on this alone, I can separate you from the original body."

He Shen froze in place, but Hongli suddenly brought up this topic, which made him even more cautious.

Seeing him standing aside in a daze, Hongli took his hand while he was unprepared: "It's so cold, I will cover it for you."

From the corner of his eye, He Shen secretly looked at the fine lines of laughter in the corners of Hongli's eyes, feeling the warmth that Hongli's big hand kept conveying to his palm, and suddenly bit his lips tightly.

Hongli seemed to concentrate on covering his hands for him, but in fact he was always paying attention to Heshen's every move: "Don't bite your lips, tell me something." Hongli's voice was very soft, and Heshen seemed to be crying impulse.

"Emperor... Your Majesty..." There was an obvious tremor in He Shen's tone.Hearing the sound, Hongli clenched his hand tightly, and he faintly sensed something was wrong. Even when He Shen was the most hysterical, he had never seen him lose his composure like this before.

"There is news from the palace, the Empress Dowager... is unconscious at the moment... the imperial doctor is already trying her best to treat her..."

The relaxed expression on Hongli's face seemed to freeze, and He Shen felt the strength of those big hands gradually lose their strength, and the warmth in his hands disappeared little by little.He turned his head and couldn't bear to see Hongli's expression at the moment, but in a trance he heard Hongli say: "Hiss!"

He Shen turned his head in doubt, seeing Hongli's hand touched hot coals.He quickly grasped Hongli's hand firmly: "Your Majesty, be careful!"

Even though He Shen reacted quickly, Hongli's hand was still burned.He Shen hurriedly ran out of the hall, grabbed a boy in the temple and said in a hurry: "Hurry up, go find some wound medicine, I want the best." He took out silver from his arms and stuffed it into the boy. hands.

Seeing that he was in such a hurry, the young man didn't dare to delay, and immediately found the wound medicine for him.When Heshen returned to the back hall with the wound medicine in his hands, Hongli was still sluggish.He Shen tried to find focus from the distracted gaze, but failed.He stood by the side for a while, and finally couldn't help saying softly: "Your Majesty... the wound on your hand, let this servant take care of it for you."

Hongli seemed to have never heard of it, so He Shen had no choice but to go forward, but heard Hongli muttering something.He Shen leaned forward, and heard Hongli intermittently say: "I thought... it was too late, and I still wanted... to let the Empress see Shi Ge'er getting married... and I want to take her to more places..."

He Shen knew that Hongli had fallen into his own thoughts.He didn't yell, didn't cry, just sat very calmly, which made He Shen even more flustered.

Hongli was suppressing his emotions, he could no longer feel the physical pain.Obviously the wound on his hand was shocking, but he just sat there in a daze, allowing He Shen to take his hand and apply the ointment carefully.

While rubbing the medicine for Hongli, He Shen said in a soft voice: "Your Majesty, you have to trust the medical skills of the imperial physician. The empress dowager will be safe and well."

Hongli's drooping eyelids lifted slightly, and He Shen keenly caught it.He knew that Hongli had listened to his words, so he didn't mind whether there was an answer, and continued: "The empress dowager is just tired and wants to take a rest. When she has enough rest and has enough energy, she will naturally wake up." of."

Hongli's eyes gradually focused on He Shen's face. He watched the young man concentrating on taking care of the wound, and occasionally lowered his head and blew gently, but he never forgot to comfort him: "As the emperor said, the Queen Mother still has many wounds. I haven't walked with the emperor, I haven't seen my beloved granddaughter get married, and there are so many interesting things in my life, I would be reluctant to leave if it were any other way."

He Shen said, taking time to look at Hongli.I thought he still looked like a lost soul, but unexpectedly, he met Hongli's eyes unexpectedly.

He Shen's face was a little hot, and he didn't know whether it was too hot from running just now, or the charcoal fire in the room was too hot, he lowered his head a little embarrassed, and continued to deal with the wound on Hongli's hand.

Xu Shi felt that the silent room was too embarrassing, He Shen said in a warm voice: "The emperor can't be so careless next time, the room is so warm, the charcoal fire must be burning hot. If you put it down, your hands will hurt so much." He Shen picked up the clean cloth strips he got from outside and carefully tied up Hongli's wound. When he raised his eyes again, he found that Hongli was still staring at him intently.

"Your Majesty...is there something dirty on my face?" Even though He Shen had a good skin, he was still a little uncomfortable being seen by Hongli.

Hongli paused when he heard the words, as if someone who was deep in thought finally had a reaction.He withdrew his gaze calmly, and instantly changed back to the decisive emperor, as if the fragile and fragile people just now did not exist.

"Let's go...go back to the palace." Hongli's voice was still hoarse, but his tone had returned to normal.

He Shen nodded and silently followed behind him.However, Hongli tightly held the person beside him with his injured hand.

He Shen lowered his head and saw the gauze on Hongli's hand, but he was reluctant to shake it off after all.