Chapter 37 Qingyuan who is out of shape

Qingyuan had only seen Shen Rou's portrait in Shenghua the day before, but when this woman was really standing in front of him, wearing a palace dress similar to the concubine he remembered, with bright eyes and a gentle smile, his mind was still half gone.

"Nanshu!" Qingli covered his lips and coughed lightly, Qingyuan's distant thoughts immediately retracted, realizing that he was Nanshu's identity at the moment, and hurriedly lowered his head, and heard Qingli say apologetically to the woman on the steps: "Concubine Rou Niangniang, Nanshu's rudeness is really because Qingli's discipline is not strict, please forgive me for offending Niangniang!" ”

"If the sixth prince said something, the palace will naturally not care about these with a small attendant, and the emperor is talking about you not coming back yet, no, the palace is thinking about making some snacks that the emperor loves to eat, so I heard Xuemei say that you are back!" With the support of the palace maid, Concubine Rou took small steps down the stairs and stood in front of Qingli: "Xuemei will take you in, and the palace will go to the small kitchen first!" ”

Qing Li and Qing Yuan lowered their heads again, Concubine Rou and her party bypassed the two of them, and gradually walked away under their gaze, the breeze was blowing, and a wisp of familiar fragrance in the air drifted into the tip of Qing Yuan's nose, he once again expressed his gaffe, and whispered in disbelief: "How is it possible!" ”

The smell of this incense powder is clearly the smell commonly used by the mother concubine when she was a child, for so many years, no woman has used a similar smell of this incense powder, but today, he smelled the familiar smell of incense powder on this woman who is exactly the same as the mother concubine.

"What did you say?" Qing asked puzzled.

Qingyuan hid his doubts and shook his head: "It's nothing, I just think she is very similar to my mother." ”

Qing Li heard him say this, a smile crossed his eyes, it seems that his preparations have been done very well, even Concubine Ning's biological son was confused, glanced at the palace maid who was still standing in the position before Concubine Rou left, and turned sideways to block her sight and said to Qing Yuan: "We should go in, Aunt Xuemei is still watching, don't show any horses!" ”

Xuemei didn't react too much to the whispers between the two, and after the two of them tidied up their clothes, she took them into the dormitory.

The dormitory where Concubine Rou lives now is rebuilt from the place where Concubine Ning lived in the past, and from the exterior wall, it does not feel similar to Concubine Ning's bedroom, but when Qingyuan stood in the palace, he suddenly found that one of the facilities in this palace is still the appearance of where he lived when he was a child, and the miscellaneous items are as in the past, he guessed that it should just be added some items of Concubine Rou, and the other objects still retain their original appearance, thinking of this, Qingyuan no longer knows whether he should be happy or sad, and he should be happy that his father and mother are still obsessed, deeply in love, or should he be sad that he poured all his love for his mother into this Shen Rou, who was similar to his mother, and even allowed this woman to live in the residence of his mother before his death.

Qing Yuan raised his hand and stroked a gold-inlaid phoenix feather pillar in the front hall, on which there were words engraved by him when he was naughty as a child, and when he was thinking about it, a woman's stern rebuke behind him exploded in his ears: "Presumptuous!" Bold minion, how can you touch the things in this palace at will! ”

A reprimand startled him and instantly withdrew his hand like an electric shock, Qingli had already blocked in front of him and stopped Aunt Xuemei: "Auntie, don't blame, Nanshu is really unintentional!" After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at him, "When you enter the palace, you have to obey the rules, how do I teach you on weekdays!" ”

Qingyuan only said a few words to ask for forgiveness, and then saw Aunt Xuemei's eyes glaring, "If you commit another crime, don't blame the slave for not thinking about the face of the six princes and punishing you!" After speaking, he turned around and continued to walk towards the inner hall, and Qingli and Qingyuan hurriedly followed.

With this experience, Qingyuan no longer dared to shake his mind at will, and reminded himself of his current identity in his heart all the time, and did not cause any more trouble along the way, and the two came to Concubine Rou's bedroom smoothly.

Aunt Xuemei took them outside the door, pushed open the door and went in first, and after a while, she came out and said to Qingli: "Sixth prince, the emperor will let you in!" ”

Qingli thanked him, and was about to step in with Qingyuan, when Aunt Xuemei reminded again: "Sixth prince, the emperor's dragon body is not good, and his temper is not very good, please restrain your attendants, don't disturb the emperor!" ”

"Aunt Xie Xuemei, mention it!"

Qingli took the lead in pushing open the door, Qingyuan then went in, reflexively closed the door gently, and the door made a "squeak" sound and closed, isolating Xuemei and other palace maids.

Emperor Qing was wearing a bright yellow underwear and half-leaning on the bed, with a red soft pillow behind him, and two imperial doctors on the side were carefully checking his pulse, his forehead was wrapped in a bright yellow brocade belt, his eyes were closed, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his lips were dull, and he looked like he had been sick for a long time.

Hearing the footsteps, he opened his eyes, his gaze shot towards Qingli and Qingyuan like a torch, there was no trace of sickness in his eyes, and his eyes were sharp and seemed to be able to see into their hearts.

"Son-in-law, see father! May my father be in good health! ”

"Slaves see the emperor!"

Qingli and Qingyuan knelt down and saluted one after another, nodded their foreheads to the ground, and knelt down, but the emperor's exemption could not wait for a long time, just when the two of them didn't know what to do, there were a few irrepressible coughs on the bed, and the more they coughed, the louder they became, which once made them tremble and think that he was about to cough out his lungs.

Listening to the imperial doctor waiting beside him running to pour water and feed medicine, Emperor Qing's cough became smaller, and only his irrepressible gasp was left in their ears, for a long time, as if he had recovered his strength, Emperor Qingdi took a breath, lifted the teacup and took a sip, and slowly spoke: "Flatten!" ”

Before the two of them got up, they waved their hands to the imperial doctor on the side: "Give the six princes a seat!" ”

"Thank you, Father!" Qingli thanked him, took off his robe and sat down, and Nanshu, who Qingyuan pretended to be, stood behind him respectfully, lowering his head and not daring to raise his head.

"Let's get out first!" Emperor Qing said to the two imperial doctors, and the imperial doctor who received the order quickly packed up the medicine box and said, "The minister retires!" After that, he quickly retreated.

The door closed again, only the three of them were left in the room, and the Qingdi Emperor's eyes swept over Nanshu, who was standing behind Qingli with his head bowed, and then fixed on Qingli's face: "Didn't I order you to pick up the three princes?" Why did you return to the palace alone, and what about the others? ”

"Erchen failed to see the third brother before he went down the mountain!" Qingli said honestly.

With a "bang", the teacup in the hand of the Qingdi smashed on his forehead, and fell to the ground and shattered, "Waste!" If you can't pick up someone, what's the use of keeping you! Xu said too fast, too impatient, and after finishing speaking, the Qing Emperor pressed his chest and gasped uncontrollably.

Qingli stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood that gradually flowed from the corners of his forehead, and explained in a deep voice: "My father is angry, my son went out of Beijing this time, and was attacked by the killers of the Blood Alliance, and he was injured and died for a few days, so he missed the opportunity to answer the third brother, and asked his father to learn clearly!" ”