Rong Fei is not honored

Of course, opportunities don't just come by waiting. If the opportunity still doesn't appear after Niohuru falls ill, then Ji Nai will have to actively create one.

As a result, just a few days after he said that, an opportunity came knocking on his door.

What did His Majesty say?

"It was not my intention, but Saiyinchahun spoke out of turn to the Empress Dowager."

Ji Nai turned to look at Saiyinchahun, who looked guilty and had his face almost buried in his bowl, and frowned as he asked, "What exactly happened?"

Kangxi first glared at the troublemaker, Saiyinchahun, and then explained the whole story to Jinai.

Here's what happened: Yinti fell ill, but it wasn't serious. He had just caught a chill, and with his physique and energy, he would recover in a few days even without medicine.

However, because he was unwilling to take the bitter medicine, Yinti kept it a secret from everyone.

It is forbidden to inquire about the master's affairs without permission. Even the servants who personally attend to the prince did not realize that the prince was ill, so the servants of the Southern Third Palace were even less likely to hear the news.

Therefore, the meals sent by the kitchen were the same as usual, all of which were Prince Yinti's favorite foods, with plenty of oil and salt, and a fried snack.

This eating habit certainly caused trouble; the once-healthy prince suddenly lost his voice the next day.

The servants around Yinti almost thought that their prince had been tricked and poisoned into being mute, so they directly overturned the entire Southern Third Palace.

Consort Hui rushed over, alarming even Emperor Kangxi and the Shou Kang Palace. The imperial physician took her pulse...

Instead of being comforted by his mother, Yinti, who was in pain even when drinking water, was beaten all over his head and was crying silently when Kangxi, who rushed over, scolded him.

When Saiyinchahun arrived, Yinti was lying on the bed, sobbing like a wilted eggplant. As for why he was lying face down instead of on his back, you'd have to ask the broken feather duster.

Saiyinchahun first tried to coax him a few times, but seeing that Yinti was still half-dead, he simply changed his attitude and started to lecture him.

"Don't glare at me. Did I say something wrong? Do you know what was going on in the palace before the imperial physician confirmed that you were alright? Everyone said that you had been poisoned and that even if you were saved, you would be mute for the rest of your life."

Tell me, how did your mother feel when she heard this news? And your father, the Emperor, came straight from the Qianqing Gate.

As it turns out, haha, you were completely unharmed. After confirming it was a close call, I had to teach you a lesson for being the culprit who gave them such a fright.

Yinti wanted to refute something, but suddenly remembered that when his mother arrived, her hair was disheveled and her skirt was covered in dust, so she must have run over and probably tripped.

The Emperor's red-rimmed eyes, his bright court robes, and the time he arrived all indicated that he shouldn't have been at the South Third Palace at that time.

The grievances and anger in Yinti's heart vanished, replaced by a guilty conscience.

"You too, it's just that the medicine is a little bitter, you're supposed to be a man, why are you afraid of this?"

Yinti immediately became anxious and sat up to defend himself.

However, when he opened his mouth, he only uttered a few indistinct syllables, and Saiyinchahun couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

Yinti shouted a couple more times, but seeing that the other person still had a blank and confused expression, he gave up.

My voice is ruined now, so the other person can't understand anything I say. It's useless except for making me sweat profusely and my butt hurts.

Yinqi collapsed back in despair.

Saiyinchahun really didn't want to pay attention to his younger brother who was making another foolish mistake, but considering that the other had taken the blame for him so many times, he still stayed with him for a while.

Then, I had the good fortune to witness Yinti refusing to eat.

It was called a meal, but it was really just porridge and water, since Yinti's throat could only handle liquids at this point.

Under the pleading gaze of the servants beside Yinti, Saiyinchahun finally spoke, saying, "Why aren't you eating? Is it not tasty?" Looking at the bland soup in front of him, Saiyinchahun thought it was normal for Yinti to have no appetite.

Yinti nodded and then shook his head, pointing to his throat.

Saiyinchahun instantly understood what Yinti meant, "It doesn't taste good, and it hurts your throat when you eat it, so you can't eat it?"

Yinti nodded frantically, almost with tears welling up in his eyes as he looked at his good brother who finally understood him.

Saiyinchahun pushed Yinti away with disdain and patiently reasoned with him, "Your throat won't get better in a few days. You can't just go without eating or drinking forever, can you?"

Yinti sighed. He didn't want it to be like this either, but it really hurt. Even water felt like it was being cut by a knife when it went down his throat. If he didn't have to take medicine, he wouldn't want to eat anything until his throat got better.

Saiyinchahun reminded her, "Your mother has been driven mad by you, otherwise she wouldn't have gone straight back to Yanxi Palace and ignored you. If she knew you weren't eating or drinking, I'm afraid..."

Yinti shuddered and instinctively covered his buttocks.

Seeing Yinti's miserable state, Saiyinchahun suddenly felt incredibly happy, and in his good mood, he wanted to show off just how happy he was.

"Oh, it's a pity your mother's cooking skills aren't as good as mine. You don't know how delicious my mother's food is. When we're sick, we don't have an appetite, but as soon as we see the food my mother makes, our appetites return."

She then added cheekily, "You can't do this. If you're sick and don't eat well, how will you have the strength to get better? Otherwise, I'll ask my mother to make you something to eat."

Kangxi sighed and said, "Then the Empress Dowager heard this when she went to visit Yinti."

The key point is that people not only heard it, but also took it to heart. The more they thought about it, the more they felt it made sense, so they set their sights on Ji Nai.

Ji Nai was not surprised that the Empress Dowager would think of him, after all, the Grand Empress Dowager had been ill for a long time.

She was old and had some ailments, which, although not fatal, were very tormenting. In particular, the Empress Dowager had a poor appetite, and her body could not withstand it for long.

Ji Nai, however, felt that the reason the Empress Dowager had no appetite was not because she was sick, but because she had something on her mind and was in a bad mood. She was lying in bed pretending to be sick and didn't move all day, so it would be strange if she could eat.

"What a coincidence!" Ji Nai asked in surprise, "Wasn't the Empress Dowager...?"

Wasn't she supposed to ignore everyone except for Sainchahun and the Empress Dowager? Of course, this doesn't mean the Empress Dowager truly didn't care about the princes and princesses in the palace.

The Empress Dowager was afraid of trouble, and the princes and princesses were always surrounded by trouble, so she never went near them, not even daring to inquire in person or in private, for fear of getting involved.

Ironically, whenever any prince or princess fell ill, the Empress Dowager would sincerely pray for them in the small Buddhist hall in her palace and observe a vegetarian diet for half a month, demonstrating her compassionate heart.