All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

When Bu Ji returned to the Yiku Palace, the morning court was just being held in the Golden Palace. The moment she stepped into the palace gate, the bell for the court rang again and again.

She stopped walking, looked up at the place ahead, and a tear inexplicably fell from the corner of her eye.

"I'm sorry, Bu Ji."

"I have harmed the one you love."

She was confessing to "Bu Ji" and telling Bu Ji in another time and space about her heartache.

Perhaps this body still had some vitality from its original owner. She took another step forward and felt a sharp pain in her heart before her feet even touched the ground.

Her face was pale, and she frantically reached out to hold the door frame, while pressing her other hand on her chest.

The pain was so severe that she couldn't breathe, and she felt as if her soul was leaving her body, as if someone was stabbing her heart with a long, thin silver needle.

She raised her head with difficulty and looked at the distant sky, squinting at the white sun rising on the horizon.

It must be that "Bu Ji" was expressing his resentment towards her in this way.

She felt a little dizzy, her legs went limp, her vision went dark, and she fell to the ground at the door with a thud.

Li'er heard the noise at the door, ran out and shouted.

"Little Master!"

"Someone come quickly, the young master has fainted."

The Yikun Palace was in chaos. Zuo Ji carried Bu Ji into the house and gently put her on the bed.

Li'er brought her some ginseng soup and fed it to her, while Yanzhi ran out to find the imperial physician.

After a while, the imperial physician Wei Zhen came in with a medicine box and took the pulse of the nobleman on the bed through the pearl curtain.

His brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed.

Yanzhi paced back and forth, anxious like a grasshopper on a hot pan, asking every once in a while, "What's wrong with my young master? How is my young master?"

"Please don't leave. The imperial physician can't concentrate on taking the master's pulse."

Li'er scolded her, and she was also anxious at the moment.

The master did not come back all night, and when he came back, he fainted at the door. Who knows what happened?

Wei Zhen put away the golden thread and stood up.

"Your majesty's illness is a heartache, and the cause is hard to find."

"I'll prescribe a prescription. You guys take good care of him and he'll get better soon."

He could only use the most common prescription for treating heartache to treat Bu Ji. If he couldn't find the cause of the disease, he couldn't prescribe the right medicine.

Li'er had no choice but to nod helplessly and said.

"Excuse me, Doctor Wei. My young lady has never had heart pain before. Could it be related to the previous fever?"

"It is said that the worst side effects of a fever are its sequelae, which can cost a person's life."

Wei Zhen shook his head.

"No, no."

"The young master's fever has long been cured. Logically, after taking the Ningxiang Pills, she should be immune to all poisons. It's strange that she is now heartbroken."

"Let me go back and think about it. If I come up with a good prescription, let my disciple personally deliver it to me."

Li'er saw him out, nodded at him respectfully and said.

"Thank you, Doctor Wei."

Wei Zhen handed the prescription to Yanzhi who was standing beside him, and told her not to mix up the ingredients, and then left Yikun Palace.

He did not return to the Imperial Hospital, but went to the Qianqing Palace.

The emperor has instructed that if there is any condition of Bu Ji's health, he must be told immediately. There is no need to write a memorial, but to go to him directly.

Even when Concubine Jia was the most favored, the Emperor never cared so much about her. Concubine Bu is really different.

Wei Zhen did not dare to delay for a moment, walked into the Qianqing Palace, bowed and greeted, and then said.

"I came here from Yikun Palace. For some reason, Noble Lady Bu suddenly had a heart attack and fainted."

"If we can use thousand-year-old ginseng as medicine, I'm sure we can get better soon."

Li Ji was originally leaning on the dragon throne with his eyes closed, looking very tired. Suddenly he opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Then what are you still standing here for!"

"Why don't you use thousand-year-old ginseng as medicine to treat her illness?"

This thousand-year-old ginseng is a rare commodity. Wei Zhen dare not use it indiscriminately without the emperor's order.

You should know that only the emperor, the empress dowager, and the queen are qualified to use thousand-year-old ginseng. Other concubines, princes, and princesses can only use small ginseng that is about a hundred years old.

Wei Zhen received the order and retreated quickly.

Seeing that the emperor was so anxious, Wang Huai walked forward and said.

"I will have someone prepare the sedan chair right away."

"Your Majesty is worried about Concubine Bu, why not go and take a look."

Li Ji's eyes were cold and his mouth was tight. He spoke after a while.

"I'm not going."

As he said this, he pretended to be indifferent and picked up a letter.

Wang Huai looked over quietly and saw that the emperor was holding the memorial upside down and said he didn't want to go.

Although he was sitting in the Qianqing Palace, his heart had already run to the bedside of Concubine Bu.

He personally poured more tea for the emperor, went out, and waved to Fu Hai to come over to the yard.

"Prepare the dragon chariot."

Fu Hai inquired.

"Godfather, the emperor just finished his morning court session. Where is he going?"

Wang Huai glanced at him and spoke in a flat tone.

"Of course it's the Yikun Palace."

"During this period, have you seen the emperor go to other palaces?"

Fu Hai nodded and said yes repeatedly.

"Noble Lady Bu is so lucky. She has finally found happiness after all the hardships. It looks like she will be crowned as a consort soon."

Wang Huai smiled, tapped his head with a whisk and said.

"There's a saying that goes 'Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west.' You're still young. You'll understand when you reach this age."

"The emperor is not going now, but will go later, so go and get ready."

It is hard to say how long Concubine Bu’s favor can last. Concubine Jia enjoyed the emperor’s favor for two and a half years, but still fell out of favor and was thrown into prison.

The emperor is the most ruthless, this is absolutely true.

Like the late emperor, favoring Concubine Li for more than ten years was something unprecedented in all dynasties.

To this day, the story of the love between the late emperor and Concubine Li is still circulating among the people. It is said that if a daughter is born, it should be Concubine Li, because she will marry into the palace and the whole family will gain power.

Fortunately, the little prince in Concubine Li's belly failed to be born, otherwise, with the emperor's doting on Concubine Li, he would definitely bypass the crown prince, the second prince, and the third prince and directly enthrone the infant fourth prince as the new emperor.

It was Concubine Li's fate that she had a difficult delivery.

Sure enough, before noon, the dragon chariot left the Qianqing Palace and stopped outside the Yiku Palace.

Wang Huai, as expected, has followed the emperor for more than ten years and understands the emperor's thoughts.

His guess was so accurate. Fu Hai once again admired his godfather's foresight. Concubine Bu fainted, and the emperor couldn't bear to read even a single memorial. In less than an incense stick of time, he said he wanted to go to the Imperial Garden to appreciate the flowers.

The Imperial Garden is near the Yiku Palace, and to go there one must pass by the gate of the Yiku Palace.

Wang Huai promptly persuaded the emperor to go in and see Concubine Bu, to give face to the old Censor Bu.

The emperor agreed without hesitation, got off the dragon chariot, and walked faster than anyone else, his feet were like the wind, and he was eager to see Concubine Bu immediately.