Return to Beijing

In the room, Yongzheng sat beside Yunxiang, gently patted Yunxiang's shoulder with his hand, and stared at the imperial physician who gave Yunxiang his pulse without blinking.At this time, Yunxiang was already too sick to get up, so he could only barely lean on the bed, his whole body hurt unbearably, and he closed his eyes and gasped for breath with difficulty.

As soon as the imperial physician's hand left Yunxiang's wrist, Yongzheng hurriedly said: "How is he?!"

The imperial physician fell to his knees and was speechless for a long time.

"Useless stuff!" Yongzheng cursed, and then coughed twice himself.

Hearing Yongzheng's cough, Yunxiang struggled to open his eyes, and said softly: "Your Majesty... you, you are not in good health, you should go back. The minister is already much better."

With sourness in his eyes, Yongzheng tightly grasped Yunxiang's hand.

It wasn't until after the emperor left that Zhao Jia walked into the room slowly, and helped Yun Xiang tuck the quilt: "Master, are you better?"

Yun Xiang smiled wryly and said: "I feel pain all over my body when I move now, I'm afraid... it won't last long."

Zhao Jiashi gently closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, and barely suppressed the mist rising from her eyes.

"Oh..." Yun Xiang sighed, "It's a good thing that Imperial Doctor Zhang didn't say much, I just hope that the emperor didn't find anything, and his health is not good. If you worry about this again, let me..."

"Master!" Zhao Jia finally couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into tears, "Tell the truth to the emperor..."

Compared to Zhao Jia's sadness, Yunxiang was very calm: "So what? Wealth is in the sky, life and death are fate...no one can change it."

"Father..."

"...I'm tired," Yun Xiang said with a sigh, closing his eyes, "You are my Fujin, you know what to do."

Zhao Jia wiped away tears, stood up and retreated.

——The prince never revealed his illness to the emperor until the last moment of his life, but I also know that the emperor must have understood everything in his heart long ago.Their brothers are always like this, they can know what the other is thinking with just a look.They carefully kept this fact as a secret, as if they could prevent the prince from leaving if they didn't reveal it. ——

"Er Niang, Er Niang!" Zhao Jia opened his eyes drowsily, and was in a trance for a while before he saw Hong Jiao's anxious face clearly.Seeing Mrs. Zhao Jia wake up, Hongjiao cried, "You finally woke up, Amata..."

Zhao Jiashi trembled and stood up, then supported Yunxiang's bed and knelt down again, opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound.Yun Xiang on the bed closed his eyes lightly, as if falling asleep, but Zhao Jia knew that these eyes would never be opened again.

"Wang... Lord..." After a long time, Zhao Jiashi let out a sound from his throat.

"Thirteenth brother!" At this moment, a figure stumbled in and rushed in. It was the emperor who arrived, but he was still a step behind.

"Thirteenth brother..." Yongzheng's eyes searched the room for a while as if he couldn't find the focus, before he found Yunxiang on the bed.After walking a few steps like sleepwalking, Yongzheng sat by the bed and held Yunxiang's hand, "Thirteenth brother?"

Yunxiang's hand still had body temperature, as if alive, Yongzheng seemed to see Yunxiang opened his eyes and smiled at him: "Fourth brother, you are here."

"Yes, I'm here." Yongzheng also smiled, but the smile gradually disappeared, Yunxiang in front of him still had his eyes closed, never opened them.He suddenly felt as if the air around him was being sucked out, he felt a suffocating feeling, and there was also a rusty taste in his throat.Suppressing the fishy sweetness in his mouth, Yongzheng raised his hand and gently touched Yunxiang's face.

"Thirteenth brother, why didn't you wait for me," Yongzheng said slowly, with the smell of iron in his mouth getting stronger and stronger, "Why didn't you wait for fourth brother..."

Seeing that the emperor's expression was not right, Su Peisheng who was beside him hurriedly winked to the left and right, asked the imperial physician to stand by, and stepped forward cautiously, calling: "Your majesty, you..."

But Yongzheng didn't respond as if he couldn't hear anything, he just held Yunxiang's hand tightly and repeated over and over again: "Why didn't you wait for fourth brother?" He asked for a long time.

During this period, Zhao Jia stood with his head bowed, watching this scene.

— At that moment, I felt like an outsider.I suddenly discovered that although the prince loved me a lot, I never seemed to really walk into his heart.And the only person who really connects with him is the emperor. ——

"Emiang, have a sip of tea." Hong Jiao came over and said softly.

"Hmm..." Mrs. Zhao Jia reacted for a while, then took the tea from Hongjiao, took a sip, her mouth full of bitterness, "How many days have you been away, Ama?"

"It's been eight days." Hongjiao lowered his head and said.

"It's been so long?" Zhao Jia wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. Seeing that Hongjiao hesitated to speak, she asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Tomorrow is the Queen's birthday," Hong Jiao said, "Are you... going to the palace?"

"Enter the palace?" Mrs. Zhao Jia said slowly, "Yes, I have to go to the palace to see the empress..."

Empress Nala's birthday was very simple this time, almost deserted.Afterwards, Nala left Zhao Jia to speak.

"How is the mansion recently?" Before Yongzheng ascended the throne, Sifujin and Thirteen Fujin had a very good relationship. Even though the Nala family has become the mother of the world, they still treat Zhaojia as a sister treats a younger sister.

"It's okay," Zhao Jia forced a smile, "Where's your mother?"

"I..." Nalashi looked down at his plain clothes, "It's not very good...how could it be good."

Zhao Jia was startled, Nala had never expressed her feelings so directly, so she couldn't help but look at her.

Nala smiled slightly, and changed the subject: "How is the repair of Prince Yixian's tomb going?"

"It's good." Zhao Jia lowered his head and said.

Nala laughed lightly and shook his head, "The emperor never listened to Prince Yixian, the specifications of the tomb are..."

"Your Majesty," Zhao Jia felt that Nala's spirit is not very good today, so he said, "All this is due to the mighty grace of the emperor."

"No." Nalashi suddenly became excited, "You don't understand what I mean."

"Niang Niang?" Zhao Jia asked in amazement.

Nala shook her head and calmed down: "Nothing." Then she suddenly said, "Actually, the emperor really hopes that Prince Yixian will be buried beside her..."

Zhao Jia was startled, not knowing why.

——I seem to understand her words, but it seems that I don't understand anything.On this day, the empress told me a lot again, saying that since the prince left, the emperor has no intention of governing and his health is also very bad.I thought she was trying to say something to me, but in the end she didn't say anything. ——

Another spring came, and Mrs. Zhao Jia sat in the gazebo, watching her little grandson running around and playing in the yard, with a contented smile on his face.

Five years have passed, and the Prince Yi's Mansion is still the same Prince Yi's Mansion, which has never changed.Zhao Jia stood up, touched her little grandson's head with a smile, and walked slowly towards a room.

It seems that the room has not been lived in for a long time, but everything has been cleaned cleanly without a speck of dust. This is Yunxiang's room, and this room has been vacated since Yunxiang passed away.Even so, Zhao Jia ordered people not to move any furnishings in the house, and came to clean it every day.The servants only said that she could not forget the kindness with the prince, so they also carefully maintained the house.

"Master," Mrs. Zhao Jia sat on the side of the bed, gently stroking the bed that was already completely cold, "The emperor has passed away."

After a pause, Mrs. Zhao Jia continued: "I heard that among the objects buried with the emperor is my grandfather's snuff bottle, which is the one my grandfather holds every day...Actually, you must have known about it a long time ago."

Feeling that these words were unclear, Zhao Jia couldn't help laughing.

"Er Niang," Hongjiao called from outside the door, "It's time to eat."

Zhao Jia nodded, got up and walked out of the room, then suddenly turned to Hongjiao and said, "Seal this room from now on, and no one will be allowed to enter."

Hongjiao didn't know what she meant and looked at her puzzled.

Zhao Jia said indifferently: "It's no longer useful."

——This room is not reserved for me, but for that person, although he has never been here once.That year, on the way back from the empress's place, I understood something, or maybe I understood it a long time ago.The authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. What the prince and the emperor have not seen through their entire lives, my empress and I may not be able to see through it... The dead are dead, and it is useless to talk. I can only hope that they will meet again in the next life. ——

Zhao Jia took a few steps, then turned back to Hongjiao again and said, "Let's go see your Ama some other day."

The author has something to say: hide your face and crawl, this should be the last historical episode

56

56, twists and turns...

twists and turns

Lin Zilian snatched the mobile phone from Tang Luo's hand, and said in a suppressed voice, "Why are you taking my mobile phone?"

"What am I doing?" Tang Luo laughed angrily, "I have to ask you this!"

Lin Zilian avoided his gaze: "Don't be crazy here, this is a hospital."

Without saying a word, Tang Luo approached him with a few steps. Lin Zilian couldn't help but backed up a few steps until his back hit the wall and there was no way to retreat.He glanced nervously at the corridor where people were coming and going, and said, "Why are you crazy?"

Tang Luo was angry: "You still ask me?! I still want to ask you!" Before Lin Zilian could speak, Tang Luo continued, "I told you earlier, you don't have to worry about money, I will ask you how much money you need. There are, why are you so busy!"

Lin Zilian had nothing to say and could only remain silent.

"Besides, whoever you want to borrow is not good, you have to ask him to borrow it!" Thinking of Li Yong, Tang Luo became even more angry, "He has never given you a good face since you were a child, and you are still rushing..."

"Who is going to catch up?" Lin Zilian asked coldly.

Tang Luo stopped talking immediately.

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