Chapter 65: Seriously ill
Lin Qing remembered in a trance that Zhang Qiuli told her that day in Muhe Town that she was going to find the enemy who killed her father and destroyed the door, but she didn't know how she became a noble concubine. When I saw Zhang Qiuli and Lin Qing, I couldn't help but think of Zhang Ziyan, and I didn't know how she was doing recently.
Just when Lin Qing was stunned, Lu Chengxuan's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "What are you thinking?" β
"Lord Wang? Didn't you go to Yuxiu Palace? Lin Qing was frightened by the cold voice, and after recognizing that the person who spoke was Lu Chengxuan, Lin Qing's heart was inexplicably calmed down a lot.
"I heard from the palace people that you had some disputes with your second brother, so I rushed over to take a look, but fortunately, you are fine."
Although Lu Chengxuan had a calm and breezy expression on his face, Lin Qing still noticed the worry in his eyes with sharp eyes.
The heart softened a lot in an instant.
"Is the prince worried about the safety of the slaves?" Lin Qing asked pretending to be puzzled.
Unexpectedly, Lu Chengxuan's face suddenly turned red, and his handsome face, which was dyed with a thin red, looked a little more graceful than usual, and it made Lin Qing's heart beat chaotically.
"The right mother sent someone to look for me, and I couldn't take care of you for a while...... I'm sorry. β
"What?" Lin Qing was extremely suspicious that he had misheard, and Lu Chengxuan actually apologized to her? With his identity, where does he need to compensate himself for a powerless and wealthless servant?
The facts were in front of him, Lu Chengxuan did say sorry to Lin Qing, which made Lin Qing feel both frightened and didn't know what to say at this time, and after some thought, Lin Qing said in a low voice: "The prince is really tormenting the slave, the slave and maid have a low status, and they are really not worthy of such treatment by the prince." β
"What do you want to do so much? I choose what to do to you because you deserve it. Yesterday I said that I would take you to see your father and mother, and we will leave now. After speaking, Lu Chengxuan grabbed Lin Qing's wrist and walked towards Heshou Palace.
Heshou Palace is the emperor's bedroom, and it should have been a peaceful scene, but at this time, there was a solemn atmosphere up and down the Heshou Palace. As soon as Lin Qingcai stepped into Heshou Palace, he smelled a strong and pungent smell of medicine, such a medicinal smell can not be formed in a short period of time, and there is no need to guess that the person who uses medicine is the current emperor.
It has long been rumored that the emperor is extremely weak, and seven years ago because of the murder of the crown prince and fell ill in bed, and in the past seven years, he has relied on rare drugs to hang his life. I don't know if it's because the emperor is in good health or because he has something in his heart that he can't rest assured, so he doesn't want to go west, in short, although the emperor is seriously ill, he has never lost his breath.
"Xuan'er, why are you only here now? Your father's body seems to be a little worse, it seems that the method of holding a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet and celebrating the joy that Qin Tianjian said does not work! When the woman in the Chinese costume saw Lu Chengxuan walking into Heshou Palace, her originally cold expression suddenly warmed a little.
"Is it precisely for this reason that the mother concubine sent someone to find her son?" Lu Chengxuan paced in front of Concubine Shu and whispered in her ear.
"The emperor is seriously ill, how can I not be in a hurry. If he doesn't leave a word and goes west, will Xuan'er be able toβ"
"Mother!" Lu Chengxuan hurriedly interrupted Concubine Shu with a low voice, and successfully intercepted the words she was about to speak. "Don't forget that this is in Hopsu Palace." Lu Chengxuan couldn't help frowning and said.
Hearing Lu Chengxuan say this, Concubine Shu immediately realized her carelessness. The partition wall still has ears, not to mention that she and her son are now in this huge Heshou Palace. But she was really anxious, now that the emperor was so sick that he could die at any moment, she had to remind her son to plan to get up earlier.
"Our plan can begin." After Concubine Shu said this sentence in Lu Chengxuan's ear, she turned around and walked away.
Lu Chengxuan showed an expression on his face that he didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, and he looked at Lin Qing, who had been standing silently in place and staring at his every move, curious. When Lu Chengxuan and Concubine Shu Guifei were whispering, she didn't dare to get too close for fear of arousing Lu Chengxuan's suspicions, and now it seems that the two must have talked about something important, otherwise Lu Chengxuan would not have shown such a strange expression!
After seeing Concubine Shu walking away, Lin Qingcai walked to Lu Chengxuan's side. Even though she was curious, Lin Qing didn't plan to set Lu Chengxuan's words, she knew that she was not comparable to Lu Chengxuan in terms of intelligence or mind, so she didn't plan to get an axe in front of Lu Chengxuan.
"Ah Qiao, it was my mother who walked away just now, and she will be your mother in the future, now I will take you to see my father."
Lin Qing's face was confused, obviously because he had not fully understood the meaning of Lu Chengxuan's words. Will Lu Chengxuan's mother become her mother? Did he mean that he would marry her in the future?
Taking Lin Qing's hand and walking to the emperor's bed, Lu Chengxuan squatted down and approached the emperor to take a closer look at the emperor's face.
"Father, are you better?" A voice full of concern overflowed from the corner of Lu Chengxuan's lips, but he did not get half a response from the emperor.
Although Lin Qing was not proficient in medical science, he could still see the critical condition of the emperor from his disgraced face. Now that the emperor is seriously ill and the crown prince has not yet been established, the imperial power is already in jeopardy.
I don't know when a number of palace concubines and princesses have gathered in Heshou Palace, all of them looking at the unconscious emperor lying on the bed with a sad face. The second prince Lu Chengxiu and the fourth prince Lu Chengli were also among them, but the expressions on their faces were a little intriguing.
"I heard that the fourth brother has been getting very close to the third brother recently?" Lu Chengxiu squinted his eyes slightly and smiled playfully at Lu Chengli.
Lu Chengli's round eyes rolled a few times, as if he was seriously thinking about the answer to the question that Lu Chengxiu had just raised. After a while, he opened his mouth and whispered: "I am brothers with the second brother and the third brother, how can I say that I am close to anyone or not." β
"It's great that you can think like that." Lu Chengxiu glanced at Lu Chengli, and his eyes finally fell on Lu Chengxuan, who was standing towards the emperor.
The two big men clearly had the same blood flowing on their bodies, but when they met, they both had a feeling of being speechless about each other.
"Undertaking ...... Xuan, my son. The emperor's trembling voice suddenly sounded, making the originally somewhat noisy Heshou Palace suddenly quiet and audible to breathe.
Lu Chengxiu's face was a little difficult to look at.
"Father? The son is here. Lu Chengxuan hurriedly knelt down in front of the emperor's bed, and couldn't help but hold the emperor's palm as dry as tree bark. Do you feel better? β
The Emperor gave a hard 'en' and struggled to sit up, but to no avail. People who are not familiar with it may not understand the emperor's intentions, but how could Lu Chengxuan, who is the emperor's own son, not understand the emperor's intentions.
Lu Chengxuan slowly stretched out his hand and carefully helped the emperor to sit up. His eyes widened as he made the other people in the palace widen, as if they were surprised by the emperor's unusually intimate attitude towards him.
There was one person in the crowd who always had a cold face.