Huaibi

When the emperor came to the palace, the mighty dragon carved on the back of the wide sandalwood chair was placed quietly in the courtyard. The doctors of the imperial hospital dared not let Emperor Hongxuan enter the palace with the dragon body, so that all the palace people were separated by a few feet away. There are four square smokers, and several palace maids hold high fans behind them to dissipate Qi and eliminate stagnation.

Ping Huaizhen was admitted to the hospital in a hurry, seeing Emperor Hongxuan sitting in front of him, he raised his robe and bowed on one knee and then walked towards the hall, how could he hear a quiet word when Fang stepped forward.

"return."

Ping Huaizhen stopped staring, his eyes were bloodshot when he looked back, the veins on his forehead were throbbing with pain, he clenched his fists until his sleeves trembled.

Emperor Hongxuan's brows were tightened, and there seemed to be a huge wave of comfort and injustice between his furrowed foreheads. His dark eyes, which were getting older at some point, contained an abyss-like darkness, and his eyes were fixed on the prince, encircling him With a look of confusion, the Shen Sheng still said those two words: "Come back."

Ping Huaizhen remained motionless, and stood in a stalemate with the emperor for a long while, decency and filial piety competed in his head, stumbling back and forth, causing a dull pain in his heart and bones, and finally had to suppress the weight of unwillingness, stepped to the side of the throne, and stared Looking at the brightly lit main hall of Fengyi from a distance, listening to the messy and broken sounds coming from inside, my mood is numb.

The imperial physician in the palace has long since lost his mind, the empress is now covered in poisonous acne all over her body, her mind is sometimes dizzy, sometimes sober, breathless, but every time she wakes up, she always seems to have something to say, her fingers tremble weakly, her lips are murmuring endlessly .

Princess Chengyuan disregarded stopping the imperial physician, and leaned over to listen to the queen's words for Yantong. With weak panting, only a few intermittent words came: "This palace...can't die..."

The concubine burst into tears in an instant, she tilted her head and clenched the imperial physician's robe beside the couch tightly, and squeezed out a wrinkle: "Princess Xu, please save the queen..."

According to the story, Imperial Doctor Xu is the queen's most trusted doctor. Whenever she feels unwell, she always asks him for pulse and consultation. Since she was suffering from smallpox, she has been taking care of her most often.Because of this, Princess Chengyuan entrusted her unquenchable hopes to him alone, her face was approaching madness, and her knuckles were so tight that they turned white.

Dr. Xu was sweating profusely on his forehead. In his extreme helplessness, he only thought that if he could be saved, how dare he put the current empress in a desperate situation?However, the whole imperial hospital exhausted all their efforts, and the empress's disease could not be alleviated in the past two decades, so there is nothing to do at the moment.

"unless……"

After a long while, the word "extremely low" came out of her mouth. The princess couldn't tell whether she had heard correctly, she turned her head and stared at him.

Doctor Xu raised his head uncertainly, raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat on his face. After thinking about it for a long time, he broke his heart and said in an indiscernible voice next to the princess: "Your Majesty! There is only one dangerous road to go, if this road fails, there is no way to go back..."

The ominous words were swallowed up here.

Princess Chengyuan was stunned for a moment, then understood a little bit, sent all the people in the hall out of the room, even the imperial physicians were not allowed to stay longer, only imperial physician Xu and Yantong were talking.

The room was quiet, and Imperial Physician Xu boldly told: "Forgive me, the empress is almost dead, because the poisonous acne has not yet occurred, and the poison is suffocating in the body and attacking the heart... To solve this disease, the only way is to fight the poison with poison. Doing this, even if the pox poison can appear on the surface and the smallpox will be healed, but if the new poison enters the body, the empress will be accompanied by the decoction for many years, but it will only last for a while."

The concubine understands this, and the implication is that he is not completely sure, even if the new poison can drive away the smallpox, it is not certain how long the queen can survive.

While hesitating, she suddenly heard a blunt sound from the side of the couch. The Empress did not know where she had found the strength to hold on to the wooden rail beside the bed, nodded slightly, and opened her lips slowly: "Poison..."

"Niang Niang!" Yan Tong knelt down beside the bed, but there was nothing to say, because there was no way to persuade her.

The queen stared at the embroidered phoenix tent with muddy eyes, and suddenly saw the gorgeous red tail woven with gold and silver threads. The stitches were dense and dense, just like the glory and wealth she enjoyed for many years later, and it was like waving her hair in a dream every night. The lingering demon ghost.For so many years, so many days and nights, she never jumped like a young girl, but was always on guard, lest the sword in the dark would stab her and the prince's body at any time.

Now Ping Huaizhen is still on the way, before reaching the throne, the sword is still ready to move, she must not die, how can she die.

"Poisoning..." the queen continued slowly, "This palace...wouldn't just disappear like this...Even if it's only for one year, one month...one day...this palace will live on..."

Yan Tong choked with sobs.

Doctor Xu's mood was very serious, he stopped hesitating and took the poison to moisten the needle.

The silver needles were soaked in poison, spreading all over her body from time to time, the queen trembled and sweated profusely, her numb body seemed to gradually feel it.

Outside the window, the silver moon turns and sets, the morning stars fade away, the morning glow suddenly breaks in the sky, and half of the rising sun is as red as blood.

Everyone in the courtyard waited overnight, and even Emperor Hongxuan did not leave for a moment.

After a long time, the door of Fengyi's main hall suddenly rang softly.

A woman came out by herself, her temples were not trimmed, her face was haggard, she stepped out from the threshold exhaustedly, and said to Emperor Hongxuan: "The empress...has developed acne."

Everyone was overjoyed, even the servant girl of Fengyi Palace sat on the ground with her legs limp, tears of joy rolling down her cheeks.

Among all the appearances, only Emperor Hongxuan held the carved chair tightly, and only looked at the embarrassing woman in the corridor outside the hall, quietly said the word "reward", and immediately got up and left the hall.

The prince hurriedly bowed to help.

"Putting out the Hall of Mental Cultivation—"

The sound of singing was heard outside the hall, and the palace people got up their chariots.

Princess Chengyuan lost her soul at that moment and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately the maid was by her side to hold the pillar steady, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Ping Huaizhen approaching her.

"Princess is working hard."

The voice was exceptionally dry and hoarse, the princess felt sweet like honey when she heard it, she raised her head and smiled lightly.

The queen recovered from her illness.

Although startled overnight, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

Imperial Physician Xu has made great achievements in medical practice, and even the entire imperial hospital was rewarded. Everyone else was lucky to escape, but Imperial Physician Xu himself still frowned, and went to Fengyi Hall three times a day to diagnose the empress' pulse and prescribe prescriptions to recuperate her body. bone.

The queen's acne scars are forming soon, and her spirit is improving. Princess Chengyuan will take care of her for two days before leaving the palace. Now that the queen is recovering, she does not need to be sick. It is unethical to stay in the palace for a long time, and there is still a young child waiting , counting the farewell for nearly a month, I really miss it.

She has won a great reputation and numerous rewards by coming and going, which naturally attracted a pair of red eyes. She secretly said that she was greedy for glory, and she was afraid that she would be left alone after King Chengyuan left, so she stayed close to the palace. A big backer.

Princess Chengyuan should turn a deaf ear to all kinds of gossip and gossip. She just stays out of the matter and rests behind closed doors. Palace half step.

Fortunately, he was not infected with smallpox at all.

In an instant, the storm was over.

Whether the Hall of Fengyi is extremely peaceful, the sovereignty of the harem has not been left aside at all, and the empress's appearance does not change, but her face is often covered with a layer of light veil, which vaguely hides the scars on her face and her weakness and exhaustion.

Ping Huaizhen was able to set foot in the palace again, morning and evening Dingxing was more diligent than before, chatting with the queen to relieve fatigue, never mentioning the word of life experience from beginning to end.

After a few days, the Empress felt something strange, so she drank the soup and medicine, put the veil on her face again, and suddenly asked: "Where did Li Qingjue go in the Crown Prince's womb? It seems that I haven't seen him for a long time."

Ping Huaizhen was in a trance when he heard the words, but after a while he regained his comprehension and was ambiguous: "Uncle has other arrangements."

The queen nodded, but did not ask further questions.

Since then, Ping Huaizhen has been worried again and again, endlessly.

It wasn't until night that the tormenting thoughts surging like a spring found their home.

At the right time of the year, the palace lantern was first held, and the little lights were decorated like broken stars, illuminating an inner room.

Jiang Chang's eyes were full of joy, and he walked quickly into the palace, but thought that the hand and foot of the palace maid who was in charge of the lamp were slow, so he sent them all out.Ping Huaizhen was suspicious, raised his eyes from behind the book case, saw that his expression was different from the usual calm, suddenly his heart moved, Qian Qian had some expectations, and put the scroll in his hand on the case very lightly and slowly.

The maid saluted and retreated, Jiang Changxing approached the case, took out a thin paper letter from his lapel, and handed it over with both hands.

Ping Huaizhen got up eagerly to receive it, opened the letter and read it, the rice paper was warm and warm on his fingers, it made him feel as if he saw an old friend, his chest felt sore and unbearable.

The handwriting is as handsome as before, full of a whole page, before I can read it carefully, I can only see two words written in a clear and shallow way at the end of the writing: I read very much.