【狂连】Taiyin

Someone said outside the room:

"The doctor is here."

Huang stopped his thoughts for now, and hurriedly called: "Come in."

Ebisu came in carrying a small sandalwood medicine box, accompanied by a beautiful female doctor. Huang had seen her in the imperial hospital before, and knew that she was the most proud apprentice of Ebisu's subordinates. Smart, meticulous, well-informed in medicine, and best at gynecology, she has just been certified as an imperial doctor, and now she has a vague tendency to be better than blue, so she doesn't say much.

The two entered the door, and when they were about to bow and kneel on the ground, Huang stopped them and said sternly:

"What kind of courtesy? Let's see how the queen is doing!"

Ebisu replied: "Yes."

Taking a closer look, Lian's face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he was shivering, his chest was tied with a bandage, and bright red blood was still overflowing from it, and he was panting for breath. The situation was already very dire.

Peeling off the bandage, one can see that the bone is visible deep in the wound on the rib, and its shape is terrifying.

He was terrified and didn't have time to feel his pulse, so he took a new bandage and tied it firmly on the wound, and immediately ordered: "Prick the needle!"

The flower and bird roll has been prepared for a long time. Immediately spread out a roll of needles, take the needle and pierce the inner gate of the wrist, the palm of the hand is tired, and there are four big acupoints in the chest, and twist it carefully.

Ebisu hurriedly wrote the prescription by the side, ordered people to prepare it, turned around, and the old man also showed an unspeakable expression on his face, knelt down suddenly, bowed his head and said:

"The Queen's life depends entirely on whether he can endure it. If he is willing to endure it, he can live. If he doesn't want to live anymore, this life... may not be saved!"

After hearing his words, Huang's expression didn't change at all, and he looked straight at him with an almost clear determination in his eyes, and his tone seemed calm, and he simply said: "If you can't save him, you can't save him." be saved and live."

He stroked Yimulian's forehead, brushed his sweaty hair away, and said softly:

"Yimulian... hold on."

Huaniaojuan was getting a needle. Hearing this, he raised his head, glanced at him quietly, and quickly turned his head back.

Her thoughts are delicate, the young emperor has always been known for his cold face, happy, angry, sad, happy, never too emotional, even the posture of speaking at this time seems to be the same as usual.

——But eyes can't be deceiving. From his eyes, she saw a kind of sadness that was almost desperate.

After a while, Guojian Yimulian coughed up, coughing up a mouthful of black blood, which stained the pillow and bed sheets.

She felt relieved when she saw that someone had brought the prepared medicine, took a sip with a spoon, and forced him to drink it.

It's just that the smell of this medicine is very unpleasant. As soon as Yimulian swallowed it, his stomach resisted instinctively, and he felt an overwhelming nausea. On the changed bandage, a large red patch appeared again.

Huang stood up abruptly, as soon as he scooped up the second spoonful of Flower and Bird Roll, he snatched the medicine bowl from her hand, leaned forward by himself, broke Yimulian's chin with one hand, and brought the medicine bowl to his lips.

Even in a trance, he knew that there was a cold porcelain sticking to his lips, and knew that it was a life-saving thing. Although he had experienced the smell and taste, he was still swallowing desperately.

It's just that the body couldn't accept it, drank less, vomited a lot, and vomited out together with gastric juice, and became more and more dizzy.

Huang's hands clenched into fists on the edge of the bed, clenched tightly, his nails dug into the flesh, even the palm turned white.

He suddenly held his hand, lowered his head, and whispered clearly in his ear, word by word:

"Yimulian, you have to drink it, do you hear me? I order you not to die."

Seeing that his eyes were dazed, he lost his direction, and couldn't tell the source of his voice, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Even in a trance, I heard his voice, like the gentlest wind, as if it came from far away.

"...If you want to live, you have to stay with me for another 50 years."

Dejected, Huaniaojuan knelt on the small footstool beside the bed, took Yimulian's other wrist resting on the bed sheet, and palmed his veins.

At the first touch, I only felt that the pulse was slippery and weak, and it was already very weak.

I touched it again, but there was a frightened expression on my face, and I was taken aback.

She stood up, took two steps back, knelt down on the ground, and saluted.

Ebisu and Araki turned around together, not knowing why.

Huang was afraid that she would say something he didn't want to hear, and also afraid that there would be no one to take care of him, so he asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

Huaniaojuan looked up and said:

"The queen is happy."

His eyes stared straight at Huang.

As if struck by lightning, Huang's face was completely devoid of blood, as if completely dazed, and said:

"What did you say?"

The flower and bird roll is repeated again.

This time, everyone heard it clearly, including Huang, Ebisu, and Yimulian who was lying on the bed, and their eyes widened.

Huang's hand was still holding Yimulian's hand, which was already relaxed, but now he held it several times, tightened and then relaxed, loosened and tightened again, his voice was erratic, like a cloud, as if he couldn't believe it :

"We have a baby."

He lowered his head again, and murmured in Yimulian's ear:

"We have a baby!"

He thought of the sentence Yan Yanluo said to him at the banquet, "I have two lives at any rate". At that time, the surroundings were too chaotic, and he pretended to be distressed, so he didn't take this sentence to heart. Thinking about it now , Recently, everything that he has shown on his body is traceable, and he was too negligent.

The young emperor seemed to wake up from a dream at this time, his face was bright, his dark eyes were shining brightly, it could be seen that he almost wanted to laugh out loud, but he also thought that he wanted to maintain his image in front of the imperial physician , I had no choice but to suppress the impulse back to my stomach, but the curvature of the corners of the lips was always upward, and the eyes were also curved, and the joy could not be covered by anything.

He suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged Yimu Lian, hugging and hugging again.

Huaniaojuan is a young girl, seeing this situation, she can't help being a little embarrassed.Ebisu, however, has a lot of knowledge. He saw the emperor's expression at this time, no different from any man who had just become a father among the people. He stroked his white beard and smiled in his heart. He thought it was the first time. , with no experience, even such a major event as pregnancy, the two of them couldn't detect it.

Just when I was about to persuade "The emperor, please let the queen rest well, so that the minister can continue the treatment", Yimulian struggled to his feet, lowered his head vigorously, took a sip of the medicinal soup with Huang's hand, turned his head and said with difficulty :

"... Medicine, is there any more...?"

The tone of the voice can be heard to be very weak, but compared with the half-dead look before, it is already suddenly alive.

Huaniao Juanxi said: "There are more!"

Just holding a new hot bowl, Huang took it in his hand, and wanted to give him medicine with a spoon again, but saw Yimulian raised his hand, holding the bottom of the bowl, and put his lips on the edge of the medicine bowl On the ground, he poured it down in one breath, even Huang was taken aback.

What Ebisu gave was a heart-strengthening medicine, the smell was unpleasant, but the effect was immediate. After drinking it in a blink of an eye, although his face was still very pale, some blood color gradually recovered, and he lay back on the couch. On the bed, after a short rest, the flowers and birds went to feel the pulse again, the pulse had become stronger, and they were jumping, feeling a lot more energetic.

Ebisu took off the blood-stained bandage just now, and saw that the bleeding from the wound had gradually decreased.

He has been practicing medicine for decades, and this is the first time he has seen such a situation. He knew that after hearing the good news, the patient's desire to live suddenly increased hundreds of times, so the body fought on its own, thinking about living, Just smiled and said:

"Taiyin is a different body, and it really lasts a long life, more children and more blessings!"

Yimulian was lying on the bed, his consciousness gradually cleared up. He saw the maidservants come up to change the blood-stained sheets for him, and he quietly raised his hand to touch his stomach. It was chaos.

He thought: Is there a child here?That's it?

When he heard the word "You're happy" just now, he started to struggle out of an impulse, just begging to survive,

At this time, I slowly tasted the meaning of this sentence, thinking that I had a new life in my belly, and my heart was full of mixed feelings, surprise and joy, worry and fear, and it was difficult for me to distinguish the feeling for a while.

——Under the palm, there was still no movement in the stomach, but in his view, this small piece of skin was already completely unfamiliar.

Yimulian's hand was hidden underneath and moved, but Huang saw it, and pressed one hand on the quilt, which happened to be where his stomach was, stroked it, and said with a smile:

"Your child and I are probably the most powerful people in the world."

He came back to his senses, and suddenly felt embarrassed after being touched by him like this, he didn't even dare to look at him, and said softly:

"What's so great?"

"My father is me, and my mother is you. I just avoided that knife. It can be seen that I am very lucky, and I will definitely have good luck in the future."

Suddenly, he leaned forward again and whispered in his ear:

"Even doing such things during pregnancy, I lived well."

Yimulian's face was burning, but he finally calmed down, raised his head, and looked into his pair of shining black eyes.

So the two looked at each other, held hands together, and smiled at each other.

Ebisu watched from the side, and sighed secretly: What a confused and lucky couple!

Huang grew up in the palace since he was a child, and his mother died of puerperal fever when he was born. Before him, there was already a noble woman who gave birth to a son, and that little prince was naturally the much-anticipated East Palace. Prince.

The first emperor thought that he was a newborn baby who had lost his mother, so he felt very sorry for him, so he found another concubine to take care of him. The family behind the concubine was originally very noble, but unfortunately there was only one daughter under her knees, no one else. As a result, I have adopted a handsome and cute boy in my hands, so I am naturally happy, and treat it as my own.

She personally taught him to read and write, play the piano, flute, and poetry. The position is much higher.

It's just that the luck was really bad. When Huang was about six years old, the disease was prevalent in the capital and even spread to the palace. The concubine was not in good health, but this time she contracted the disease unfortunately, and she bid farewell to the world not long after. up.

At the funeral, everyone wore white gauze and stood at the front of the line, creating a solemn atmosphere.

At this time, he was already very sensible, knowing that he was helpless, his mother was from a humble family and could not protect him, and his biological mother passed away early. In the whole world, only his adoptive mother really loved him, so he felt extremely sad and unspeakable.

Listening to the monks recite the scriptures of super-salvation, he was bowing his head in mourning, when he suddenly heard someone behind him say:

"This little prince is possessed by ghosts and gods - he actually defeated two mothers!"

He was shocked, his whole body was cold, and his back was covered with cold sweat.

Even the late emperor's attitude towards him changed. He heard the gossip in the palace, and invited someone who was proficient in fortunetelling to make calculations for him secretly, believing that this son's fate would be unfavorable to his family and relatives, and he was afraid of disaster. As a result, she gradually began to alienate him, and she paid much less attention to him than before. She used to visit him often, but later she almost never set foot in the place where he lived.

At such a young age, he has gone through several ups and downs in life, and has tasted all the ups and downs, so he is even more taciturn, showing neither emotions nor anger. Others look at him, although he is born handsome, but between his eyebrows, he has a calm demeanor and is very old-fashioned. Lost some immaturity that teenagers should have.

It's just that the prince of the East Palace is really not up to the mark. Although his age is about the same as Huang's, his aptitude is a hundred times duller than him. If he is asked to read the same book, Huang can recite it after reading it once. The prince has to memorize it over and over again. Ten times, with the same score and piano book, Huang can learn it very quickly, even with the teacher teaching him by the side, it is difficult for him to learn it.

When I grow up, I can see the difference in efficiency when I send my two sons out to do errands—there is no such thing as a waste of time that people will praise.

At this moment, something happened to the prince's mother, the family of the noble maid.

The first emperor's family was not prosperous, although there were many wives and concubines, but there were only two sons, many members of the crown prince's mother's family held important positions, and the right minister was the head among them, with great power. Threatening the status of the crown prince, he still had doubts in his heart. Later, he saw his adoptive mother died, and Huang lost his family backing again. He was overjoyed, so he took action, spreading rumors everywhere, and bribed the fortune tellers who entered the palace. Fate was tampered with, and the success made the first emperor dispel the idea of ​​changing the establishment. Since then, the family has become more and more prosperous, and it is inevitable that it will be arrogant and domineering.

The others thought, when the crown prince ascends the throne in the future, he will be even more arrogant from now on, and will be bullied everywhere, how can he swallow this breath?Seeing that Huang has excellent aptitude and has nothing to rely on, he gathered together, headed by Minister Zuo, to elect him to the position.

These two groups of people, both for their own interests, have been fighting endlessly for more than ten years, and there are many bloody and bloody plots hidden in the middle!

——Later, the faction of the right ministers was defeated after all, and the original prince of the East Palace was also punished and abolished. However, the late emperor was kind and did not punish him too harshly. Being left in the palace, she just washed her face with tears every day. She gradually became thinner and extremely haggard, and she no longer looked as arrogant as before.

The barrenness has grown to the top and bottom, and except for the first six years, it is almost impossible to live a peaceful life.When I was young, my adoptive mother died young, and I couldn't care for her. When I was young, I was involved in court battles. In order to protect myself, I would not be like a chess piece. Incorporating forces for himself is just too heavy a burden, and he feels lonely and unspeakable. At his age, young people from other princely and aristocratic families are already dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, full of vigor and vigor, and see all the flowers blooming in the capital, but he is self-conscious. It seems to be imprisoned in the high and deep palace walls, unable to fly.

——Only the days when he was allowed to go out of the palace for a short time can he feel enlightened, and feel that the heaven and earth outside, the vulgar market outside, and the noisy market are better than the magnificent and deserted palace A thousand times, ten thousand times.

Until he saw the dancer from the Taiyin family among the lively crowd.

In the pouring rain, he stood blankly, only seeing the dancer's graceful shoulders, curved waist, and smooth fingers.

He saw that his neck was raised high, his mouth was opened, and he took a deep breath. His arms spread out like wings, shaking his invisible feathers. The eyes did not know whether it was tears or rain, like a bird with wet feathers. bird.

... How free is this posture.

Later, he asked someone to investigate in private, and found out that the young master of the Taiyin family was dispatched outside the city. With such an idle job as Secretary Qi Yushi, he rarely returned to the capital.

His small thoughts of admiration and longing have been kept secret all the time, but he doesn't want to disturb his life. He only occasionally rides out of the city when he is depressed, and quietly walks under the high rain-prayer platform under the cover of trees. Take a look at him.

Seeing that he was getting older, the late emperor wanted to choose a marriage match for him, and asked, "Is there any Miss Gongqing you like?"