The daily strike of the favored concubine [qing]

Yunxiu sat in front of the couch in a daze, closed her eyes, her heart was complicated and unspeakable.

She knew that malaria could be cured, but the emperor didn't know.

The emperor thought that he was a dying person, and he confessed his will while holding on to his sick body... How could she not hear that every word of his words was full of heart, and every sentence came from the truth?

Not the same.

Everything is different.

Times change, but nature is hard to find.

She was afraid that if she continued to listen, she would not be able to bear it anymore, and the heart wall she had built up over the years was crumbling and then collapsed, so she wanted to interrupt him and said, Your Majesty, the crown prince has found medicine for you.

Unexpectedly, the emperor stopped her and said such words.

Yunxiu's ears rumbled, and he suddenly returned to the Changchun Garden in the 61st year of Kangxi.

There were many figures, kneeling outside one by one.The bright yellow bed curtains were hung down, and there was a bitter smell of medicine everywhere. The palms hanging on the edge of the bed were yellow and thin, and the voice was laborious but cold and ruthless: "If Concubine Yi is domineering and disrespectful, don't take my wishes into consideration."

The screen suddenly shattered and fell into the Jehol Palace in an instant.The sleeping hall was empty, the smell of medicine was very weak, and the oppressive, decaying and old smell could not be smelled.

The emperor was in his prime, suffering from malaria, and told her with all his remaining strength: "In the future...you will be arrogant when you are public, and you will be domineering when you are domineering. No one can disrespect you."

The endlessly entangled dreams of the previous life, and the suddenly enlightened reality of this life, turned into a drop of Yunxiu's tears, slowly slid over the corners of the eyes, slid across the cheeks, and finally dripped on the corner of the quilt with a patter, blurring a touch of dark gray.

She never let go.

This good medicine to wake her up is not her heart disease.

Yunxiu shed tears, but also laughed.The fatigue caused by the wind and frost could not hide the beauty that rushed to her face, she just smiled and leaned over, grabbed those cold hands, and said to herself: "You are not him."

The emperor and the emperor in the dream are two different people.

Seeing her like this, Kangxi felt his whole heart was entangled in one place.The drowsy feeling struck again, and he no longer had the strength to raise his hand to wipe away her tears.

He coughed lowly: "What did you... say?"

Yunxiu frowned, and said softly: "The concubine agrees."

This is the answer to his previous sentence "is it good or not".

The heat came continuously from the back of his hand, Kangxi was stunned, and his face was even more red.

The emperor's hands were as cold as stone, but his forehead was constantly burning. Yunxiu knew that there was no longer any delay, and the most urgent task was to call Yinfeng into the palace to offer medicine.

She moved her lips, but who knew that the emperor had a tacit understanding with her, so she rushed ahead and said weakly: "Let the prince come in."

Yunxiu's heartstrings loosened, she clenched her hands tighter, and said loudly: "The emperor summoned the crown prince."

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The prince didn't cover his face with a white gauze, and as soon as he entered the bedroom, his nose was red from crying.He quickly walked around the screen, knelt on the ground with a plop with red eyes, kowtowed and kowtowed: "Huang Ama!"

Kangxi looked at his proudest and most valued son, his eyes were soft and warm, both pleased and moved, and then there was an unspeakable sadness.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Baocheng, I'm sorry for you."

The prince cried uncontrollably, opened his mouth and called out "Huang Ama" and finally calmed down his emotions. His peripheral vision fell on Kangxi's and Yunxiu's overlapping hands, he closed his eyes, and then took a deep breath: "My son——" found a cure for malaria, which is the magic medicine in the hands of missionaries.

Before he could finish speaking, Kangxi interrupted him, breathing heavily: "Baocheng, I... have weak limbs and can't pick up a pen. There are four treasures of the study on the left, go and get them... and write a decree for me..."

Yunxiu frowned, and was about to speak out immediately, Kangxi gently held her hand back and shook his head at her.

I said I would protect you.

The prince could feel the urgency of Huang Ama, and knew that there was no delay, so he hurriedly wiped away his tears, and ran towards the left side without stopping.

When the imperial decree was ready, Kangxi closed his eyes and said: "I am the only one who has the virtue of the yellow clothes... I am the noble concubine Guo Luoluo, Yonghe is pure and pure, and I have made great achievements in serving the sick... In order to take photos of the six palaces, the imperial concubine...Qinzai.[1]”

The prince's hand holding the pen trembled, almost destroying the entire edict.

He came back to his senses very quickly, thinking that it was so, he was very happy for Yunxiu.

Not only did Yi'eriang work tirelessly to find medicine for Huang Ama, but she also persuaded her ancestors and Huang Mama to go to Rehe while pregnant. With such deep love, who would not be moved?

Huang Ama should have some feelings!

"Huang Ama, your son is finished drafting, do you want to take a look?"

The prince cupped his hands.

Seeing his Huang Ama staring at Yi'eniang in a daze, the prince's red eyes gradually filled with a smile, and he said loudly, "There is another mission—"

Kangxi shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice, "No need. Baocheng, come here, I have something to tell you."

Despite his frail body, his form was majestic.The emperor's face at this time was extremely solemn, as if people could see the scene of wearing a dragon robe and a crown to order the officials at the court meeting.

"The crown princess is the future mother of the country that I have chosen out of thousands of people. She is virtuous and virtuous. She must not spoil her concubine and destroy her wife."

Kangxi took a breath and continued, "Courtier of grace, love brothers and feet, and when the younger brothers grow up, they will all be your helpers..."

One by one, he mentioned the past, and finally he said: "The imperial concubine has the grace of upbringing to you, and you should protect her so that her life goes smoothly."

After finishing his errands, Liang Jiugong, who entered the palace lightly, waited outside the screen, and burst into tears when he heard this.

Yunxiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and just as she was about to say something, Kangxi hooked her fingers with difficulty, and smiled lowly, but his heart was filled with grief, and his throat was blocked like a ball of cotton: "The prince is pure. Filial piety, I know. It's just that I don't mention it, how can I rest assured..."

Turning to look at the prince, he said slowly: "Don't be disrespectful to the imperial concubine, can you do it?"

"My son can do it. The emperor..."

"If the imperial concubine gave birth to Ge Ge, would you treat her as your own daughter? They say that elder brothers are like fathers. If you agree, then you will promise Ama a favor—my little princess does not need to be petted! "

"My son... my son..."

"Okay, as long as it can be done."

Kangxi's eyes were red with joy, "Under the Nine Springs of Huang Ama, I can rest in peace."

"..."

The more the prince listened, the more he felt something was wrong, and gradually fell silent.

Huang Ama is... ordering her death?

Yunxiu couldn't find a chance to speak again and again, and was interrupted as soon as he spoke, and felt that the more the emperor said, the more shameful he became.It is said that they have a heart-to-heart connection, but the emperor has no heart-to-heart relationship with her, and they can't reach one place.

Writing canonized edicts is fine, but what is the difference between the decree of elder brother like father, rest under the nine springs, and cursing people?He himself is alive and well!

Everyone in the world is afraid of spells and witchcraft, especially emperors. How can there be someone like the emperor who repeats it over and over again...

The newly promoted imperial concubine was immediately annoyed.

"emperor."

Seeing Kangxi supporting his weak body and explaining non-stop, Yunxiu was only annoyed for a moment, and lost all anger.Within a few breaths, she sobbed softly, tears streaming down like beads.

"You and the crown prince explained this to gouge the heart of the concubine. The imperial doctor couldn't find a good way to cure it, so why didn't you ask others?"

She shed tears and said, "The emperor will live a long life, and the rest of his life will be safe and healthy, what are you doing with these depressing words!"

Kangxi paused for a while, and couldn't care about anything else for a moment.

His heart was broken into several petals by her crying, and he felt extremely painful in his throat.

Xiuxiu smiled at him just now, unwilling to express his inner grief, he was always afraid.It doesn't matter if it breaks out now, if it breaks out, you won't be depressed anymore.

He closed his eyes and was about to show a comforting smile when the prince finally found a chance to catch his breath and knelt down vigorously.

"Huang Ama, my son is here to offer you a cure for malaria."

The prince's eyes were red again, this time he was excited, "This medicine is called Cinchona Cream, it is a magic medicine that I found from the missionaries, and it will take effect within three to five days."

Fearing that someone would interrupt him, the prince took a breath, and continued to speak fast: "My son can't believe the foreigner's medicine. It's just that the holy body is the most important thing, so don't delay for a moment. My son tried it himself and used it with water. It's not a serious problem... I implore Huang Ama to bestow upon the sick palace servants and Qin imperial physician, and when they recover, Huang Ama can rest assured to take it!"

The voice fell, and the bedroom was silent.

Liang Jiugong's tears froze, ecstasy flashed across his face, and the next moment, they slowly froze.

Long Live God, he... just now...

Kangxi stared at the prince closely, his face turned green and red, he moved his lips, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Baocheng, is what you said true?"

Unbelievable, the joy of the rest of his life swept over him, and he almost shed tears, but there seemed to be something else mixed in here.

He just now...

The prince's eyes flickered for a moment, and he said firmly: "What I said, there is absolutely no falsehood."

"well."

Kangxi's chest kept rising and falling, and he said hello several times.

Turning his head slightly, his heart fluttered, the emperor calmed down for a long time, and then he said hoarsely: "But as the crown prince of a country, how can you try the medicine yourself and take risks yourself. Nonsense."

The prince shook his head heavily, his face full of regret: "Huang Ama, my son just can't wait."

Hearing this, Kangxi held Yunxiu's hand tightly, and his eyes were moist.

"As expected of my unicorn son, let me—"

Yunxiu frowned, hurriedly cut off his words, and said softly: "Let the emperor's Ama—that is, Lord Shunzhi, rest in peace under the nine springs."

The author has something to say: Prince: Today is also a day to shed tears for the love of gods.

After giving medicine repeatedly and being interrupted twice.

Prince:?

Shunzhi:? ? ?