The Virtuous Concubine

Finally, at dawn, Rong Ji confirmed that the disease was not contagious.

However, along with this good news came the further deterioration of the Seventh Prince's condition.

At this time, the Seventh Prince had a high fever and even started talking nonsense.

Seeing this, Rong Ji had no choice but to ask Doctor Gu to come with him to diagnose the Seventh Prince's pulse, and then he ordered Bai Fu to report the matter to Malu.

After hearing the news, Malu rushed to the Seventh Prince's room anxiously.

Seeing the Seventh Prince lying on the bed with a red face and unconsciousness, she immediately lost her temper: "When did this happen? You are telling me now? Are you all rebelling?"

In an instant, everyone in Yonghe Palace fell to their knees.

Bai Fu was about to say something when Rong Ji stepped forward and said earnestly, "Your Majesty, calm down and be careful not to hurt the fetus."

Seeing that Malu was still very angry, Rong Ji took all the responsibility on himself: "As soon as the Seventh Prince's illness was discovered, Yonghe Palace sent people to the Imperial Hospital to find me. They observed me for a long time, and it was only just now that his condition suddenly worsened."

"The most urgent task now is to stabilize the Seventh Prince's condition. Please stay calm, Your Majesty."

Malu tried hard to suppress the uneasiness in her heart. She also understood that losing her temper now would not solve the problem. The key was to make the Seventh Prince get better.

She looked at Rong Ji and asked word by word, "So how is the Seventh Prince doing now? Are you sure you can cure him?"

Malu was very nervous because this year was the year when Yinzuo died.

If the group of imperial doctors from the Qing Dynasty couldn't help, she would have to quickly check the system to see if there was any medicine that was suitable.

Rong Ji felt Malu's anxiety, and he wanted to hug her in his arms to comfort her, but the occasion was not right, and he could only suppress his impulse and honestly tell her the true situation of Yinzuo's illness.

Seeing that Doctor Gu and Rong Ji didn't seem panicked, Malu felt a little relieved.

Doctor Gu also comforted her upon seeing this: "Your Majesty, we will adjust the medication according to the Seventh Prince's condition. You just need to make sure that the Seventh Prince can rest in peace and don't worry too much."

When Malu saw that Doctor Gu from the Nalan family had expressed such an opinion, he finally felt relieved and was even more determined to take care of Yinzuo personally.

Otherwise, even if the right medicine was found, it would be difficult to find a chance to feed it to Yinzuo.

However, Bai Fu, Bai Xia and others would rather die than obey. What if the Empress is infected or becomes tired? What should they do?

They stood in front of Malu one by one, almost forming a human wall.

Looking at the determined attitude of the crowd, Malu felt both moved and helpless.

Now she could only watch Yinzuo from a distance, because Rong Ji was standing in the front, with an attitude that said, "If you come over here, I will die right here to show you."

"I understand your concerns, but Yinzuo is my child. How can I trust others to take care of him? Besides, didn't you say that this disease is not contagious?"

Bai Fu stepped forward and said respectfully but firmly, "Your Majesty, your health is also of vital importance. If something happens to you, what will happen to the Yonghe Palace? The Seventh Prince would definitely not want to see you disregarding your own safety to take care of him. We will do our best to take good care of the Seventh Prince, and please take care of yourself, Your Majesty."

Bai Xia, who was standing by, saw how attentive Rong Ji was to his queen, and he began to like him a little more. He quickly said, "Yes, yes, the queen doesn't trust others, and she doesn't trust us, doesn't she? Doesn't she trust Imperial Doctor Rong?"

Seeing how determined they were, Malu had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​taking care of the child personally and could only look for another opportunity.

Fortunately, Imperial Physicians Rong and Gu were indeed extraordinary medical experts. Not to mention bringing the Seventh Prince back to life, the two simply asked the Emperor for permission and stayed in Yonghe Palace almost every day, and finally managed to stabilize the Seventh Prince's condition.

During this period, Rong Ji was able to get closer to Malu. If it weren't for the Seventh Prince's illness which was really worrying, the two of them would have been a perfect match.

The Fourth Prince also visited his younger brother several times during the journey, but Malu didn't really want to see him, so he just exchanged a few words of greeting and then ignored him.

Jingyi treated him the same as always, but he felt even worse. Seeing his brother so sick, Yinzhen counted on his fingers and found that this year was indeed... the year when Yinzuo died.

If Yinzuo died, would my mother cherish me more?

Will the fourteenth brother in my belly just disappear like this?

He didn't know what he was thinking, and he quietly went to find Nan Huairen.

Nan Huairen and the Fourth Prince had a good relationship. After all, under the guidance of Malu, the Fourth Prince attached great importance to Western learning, so the Fourth Prince often came to him for lessons and advice.

Seeing the Fourth Prince with a gloomy face and two books on the Principles of Geometry in front of him, Nan Huairen was a little puzzled, but he still bowed according to the rules of the Qing Dynasty.

The Fourth Prince stared at Nan Huairen in silence, making his scalp tingle.

Nan Huairen cleared his throat and asked carefully, "Fourth Prince, I wonder if you have encountered any problem in calling me here today?"

The Fourth Prince remained silent, but his eyes were still fixed on Nan Huairen.

After a long while, the Fourth Prince spoke slowly, his voice a little low: "Nan Huairen, I have been thinking about the principles of geometry, but there are some things that I don't quite understand, as if there is a layer of fog shrouding my heart that I can't get rid of."

Nan Huairen breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the Fourth Prince was so concerned about academic matters.

He was just about to respond when the Fourth Prince flipped open the two volumes of "Principles of Geometry" in front of him and gave a chilling sneer.

"I have been thinking hard but still can't figure it out. No matter how I read the Manchu version, it doesn't make sense. By chance, I found the Latin version, but found that the two don't match at all. As the person who translated this book, can you explain to me the reason?"

Nan Huairen felt a chill in his heart, oh no!

I did deliberately omit and mistranslate many parts because I didn't want the rulers of the Qing Dynasty to know! How could the scholars of my country, who had worked so hard to research, hand it over to these foreigners like this?

But this is the original text. He did not teach the Fourth Prince Latin to this level. How did the Fourth Prince know it?

He didn't have time to think about this problem, and quickly found an excuse: "Fourth Prince, during the translation process, this situation may have occurred due to language differences and the understanding deviation of some concepts in different cultures. But please rest assured, I will review the content of the translation--"

The Fourth Prince gave a life-threatening smile and threw the two books directly at his feet: "There are too many places like this."

Nan Huairen cursed in his heart, how come you are a prince of the Qing Dynasty and your Latin level is so good?

In these two books, every missing or wrong translation is marked out!

The Fourth Prince did not wait for Nan Huairen to continue his argument and asked him, "It's fine if you treat me perfunctorily, but are you also perfunctory to the Emperor in the same way?"

Nan Huairen's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He quickly knelt down and said, "Fourth Prince, calm down. There must be some misunderstandings. I have tried my best when translating, but there may still be some omissions. I will check all the translations carefully again to ensure that such mistakes will not occur again."

The Fourth Prince snorted coldly and said, "It's better to do so. If I find similar problems again, I will not let you off easily."

After saying this, he turned around and sat down, his eyes still fixed on Nan Huairen.

How could Nan Huairen not know this! He kowtowed again and said, "Nan Huairen will be at the disposal of the Fourth Prince from now on."