The Virtuous Concubine

Faced with this sudden questioning, Malu unexpectedly calmed down, nodded slightly, and said softly, "Yes."

Since Rong Ji already knew that the "other person" was herself, and also understood that the child was the prince's, there was no need for her to say more at this moment.

This was the first time she saw Rong Ji cry. His tears fell quietly on the golden brick floor, creating a small splash of water.

"Why? Why... You knew it was so dangerous."

Malu sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Rong Ji, I don't want this to happen either. But things have come to this point, and there is no turning back."

Malu's voice was soft but firm.

Rong Ji knelt down, covering his face in pain to prevent her from seeing his tears.

"Then what am I?" Rong Ji opened his mouth and tried to ask Malu for an answer, but his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

He didn't dare to ask, fearing that he would hear an answer that would break his heart.

Malu bit her lip slightly, feeling a sharp pain in her heart. She squatted down, gently held Rong Ji's hand, and tried to comfort him.

"Rong Ji, you are very important to me. You have always been the person I trust the most. I know I have put you in a difficult situation, but I really have no other choice."

Rong Ji looked at Malu, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. He wanted to believe Malu's words, but he was afraid that it was just a consolation.

"But now I feel like an outsider. I don't know how to face all this." Rong Ji's voice was a little hoarse.

Malu smiled and said, "Rong Ji, since you became my man, you are already in the trap. Will you help me?"

Rong Ji turned his head slightly, and the tips of his ears turned slightly red: "So I am also considered one? We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Malu gently pulled him up, looked at him tenderly, and whispered, "It's almost done, almost done. When there's a result from the emperor, I'll give birth to this child and settle our daughter, and then you can leave the palace."

Rong Ji was slightly startled, with mixed feelings in his heart. He looked up at Malu, his eyes full of complicated emotions.

"Leaving the palace? What about you?" Rong Ji asked.

They both knew that if the crown prince ascended the throne, he would never let Malu leave the palace. As Malu's biological son, the Fourth Prince probably hoped that she would stay in the palace as her queen mother rather than leave the palace and live a carefree life with another man.

After all, by that time, Malu would be the best hostage to control the Seventh Prince and the Fourteenth Prince.

Ma Lu smiled and said: Rong Ji, don't worry. I will be careful. I will protect myself and our children. You must live a good life after leaving the palace. "

Malu gently touched Rong Ji's face, her eyes full of warmth.

It is such a great happiness to know that someone accepts and supports me so wholeheartedly.

Rong Ji sighed slightly and said, "I don't agree. I will not leave the palace. If you stay in the palace, I will continue to be your imperial physician. I just hope that the Queen Mother will not despise me for my old age and lack of looks and will not fall for some young guards."

After that, he pondered for a while, looked at Malu with burning eyes, and asked: "We don't have much time left. Tell me, when will the emperor die?"

Seeing that he brought up the serious matter, Malu also began to think. His armor knocked against the golden nanmu armrest, making a crisp sound.

When the emperor will die is a tricky question, which requires comprehensive consideration of the situation in the former court and the harem. Now the crown prince and the fourth prince are fighting openly and secretly, and the chances of winning are only 40% to 60%.

The Crown Prince is number four, and the Fourth Prince is number six. This is the case when the Fourth Prince has not yet made his full effort. Originally, Kangxi was the Crown Prince's biggest bargaining chip. If he did not know about Malu's affair with the Crown Prince and exposed the Fourth Prince's conspiracy to frame the Crown Prince, the Fourth Prince would have no chance of winning.

However, in the current situation, once Kangxi wakes up, the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince will have no chance of winning. Not only that, he may also lose his life.

Malu shook his head: "You did the right thing from the beginning. The emperor cannot die for the time being, but he also cannot wake up."

Rong Ji was slightly startled, and instantly understood what Malu meant, and immediately responded: "After the stroke, the mouth can't speak, and the body can't move."

Malu frowned slightly, revealing a trace of worry in his eyes, and said, "Yes, let's maintain this state. But this is not a long-term solution after all. We have to find a way to make the situation develop in a direction that is favorable to us. It's a pity that it will take too long for the baby in my belly to grow up."

She doesn't have many more fifteen years to waste in this palace.

Rong Ji felt a pain in his heart. So Malu loved the prince more than her own son? In his heart, the prince was still an outsider, not Malu's biological son, so how could he be trusted?

So he didn't quite understand why Malu would rather choose the Crown Prince than the Fourth Prince.

However, now that the method has been agreed upon, Rong Ji will start thinking about the prescription and treatment method. It won't be long before all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital will be mobilized to jointly diagnose the emperor.

He has so much to do.

After seeing Rong Ji off, Malu breathed a sigh of relief and then quickly walked towards Kangxi's bed.

She was arranged to attend to the sick according to the six palaces in the east and west. Today it was she and Jingyi.

Jingyi had been standing by for a long time, but she didn't do anything. As the first person in front of Malu, she had some grudges against Kangxi in her heart, so she just directed the palace servants to work and then waited by the side, not even willing to pretend to be anxious.

Seeing this, Malu smiled slightly and took over Jingyi. After letting Jingyi go to rest, she turned and walked to Kangxi's bed and looked at Kangxi who was lying motionless on the bed.

The emperor is old.

The originally jet-black eyebrows had turned white with frost, as if covered with a thin layer of snow, making them appear even sparser.

Malu sighed softly, slowly reached out and gently held Kangxi's hand, which was cold, rough and lifeless.

Malu's feelings towards Kangxi were complicated. He was indeed sorry for her and all the concubines in the harem, but she was also very sorry for him.

Now that he had to personally send him off, Malu did feel a little sad.

When Malu was about to order the palace servants to bring a few more charcoal braziers and a quilt, he found that there were no servants around.

These servants had all retreated at some point, leaving only the prince standing at the door, his eyes as sharp as arrows, staring at her hand holding Kangxi, his eyes bloodshot.