Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

Qingyao tugged at her husband's sleeve in grievance and said softly, "My husband, I know I was wrong. I beg you to be magnanimous and forgive me this time."

Kangxi gently embraced her in his arms, stroked her back, and said softly: "I'll let you go this time."

Qingyao snuggled up to Kangxi's arms and said sweetly, "Thank you, my husband."

Kangxi hugged her gently, stroked her back softly, soothed her emotions, and let her calm down slowly.

Qingyao raised her head, her eyes falling on his faint stubble, and asked curiously, "Husband, are you planning to grow a beard?"

Kangxi: "No rush, let's talk about it in a few years."

Qingyao said, "Let's wait until Chenghu and the others grow up before we talk about growing beards. Nuonuo is still young. If you grow a beard, she will definitely get caught by the beard when you hold her."

Kangxi gently stroked her little hand and felt a hint of coolness. He couldn't help but ask with concern: "Qingqing, why are your hands so cold?" His words were full of pampering and care.

Qingyao said: "I really haven't thought about this issue, nor have I paid special attention to it."

Kangxi: "Liang Jiugong, go and summon the imperial physician."

Liang Jiugong: "Yes, Your Majesty"

Qingyao asked cautiously, "Husband, perhaps there is no need to summon the imperial physician?"

Kangxi: "Why not? Your hands were always warm in the winter, but now they are cold. How can we not call the imperial physician?"

Qingyao responded obediently: "My husband is right." Then she continued to snuggle comfortably in his arms.

Kangxi hugged her and said, "Of course you will listen to me. Let the imperial physician take a look at what's going on."

Qingyao gently stroked the dragon pattern on his dragon robe. The delicate touch seemed to speak of an indescribable dignity and power.

Kangxi gently held her little hand and kissed it affectionately, his eyes full of doting.

Liang Jiugong knocked gently on the door and announced, "Your Majesty, the imperial physician has arrived."

Kangxi said calmly, "Come in."

Qingyao quickly broke free from his embrace and sat steadily beside him.

Liang Jiugong gently pushed open the door and said, "Doctor Wang, please come in."

Doctor Wang walked in and said: "Your humble servant greets His Majesty, may His Majesty live forever and be blessed with good health. Your humble servant greets Her Majesty, may Her Majesty live forever and be blessed with good health." He knelt down and saluted.

Kangxi: "Get up, the Queen's hands are cold, please show them to her."

Doctor Wang responded respectfully, then opened the medicine box, gently took out the pulse pillow, and carefully placed it on the table.

Qingyao gently pulled up her sleeves and placed her slender wrist gently on the pulse pillow, her movements graceful and calm.

Kangxi reached into his bosom, took out a handkerchief, and gently covered her wrist with it.

Doctor Wang stepped forward to take the patient's pulse.

Kangxi asked with concern, "Doctor Wang, how is the Queen?"

Doctor Wang slowly withdrew his hand and said softly, "Your Majesty, the Empress' pulse is weak and feeble, clearly indicating a loss of Qi and blood. Her hands and feet are also cold, a typical sign of Qi and blood deficiency."

Kangxi frowned and urged anxiously, "Hurry up and think of a solution!"

Qingyao: "Your Majesty, I really don't want to drink that bitter medicine soup. It's too bitter to swallow."

Kangxi asked Doctor Wang: "The Queen doesn't want to take medicine. Do you have any other methods to regulate her health?"

Doctor Wang said, "Then prepare some nourishing medicinal food."

Kangxi: "Then prepare the medicinal food."

Doctor Wang responded respectfully, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Kangxi asked: "While recuperating, what aspects should I pay special attention to?"

Doctor Wang warned: "During your convalescence, your Majesty must avoid pregnancy, as this will affect your recovery."

Qingyao smiled and responded: "I understand. I will pay attention to it."

Kangxi ordered: "Get ready."

Doctor Wang said respectfully: "I'll take my leave." Then he carefully closed the medicine box and slowly walked out with it.

Qingyao frowned and said thankfully: "That's great, I don't have to drink that bitter medicine soup, it tastes so bad!"

Kangxi said with concern: "You are so old now, why don't you take the medicine properly?"

Qingyao frowned slightly: "This medicine is too bitter, I really can't drink it."

Kangxi said: "Then I will do as you wish. Instead of taking bitter medicine, I will eat nourishing medicinal food."