After Emperor Xuande went out, Heng Ying leaned back tiredly.

When is it, this man knows the little thing of jealousy. I don't know that there are still many difficulties waiting for them on the road ahead.

After all, if that Ah Lan can also be his help, she can save a lot of worry, I'm afraid she still has her own little abacus.

In other words, her Heavenly Dao is not the same thing as Hengying's Heavenly Dao.

When Emperor Xuande walked into the side hall silently, the old ladies were frightened.

They weren't diligent people originally, at the beginning, Concubine De had to bow down to everything, whether it was eating, drinking, or taking care of the child by herself, and a few of them hid.

Later, Concubine De gradually spread some hands, but it was also the nurse who contributed more, and the child who was a few months old did not know how to play.

Since coming to Bixiao Palace, these old grandmothers have been talking about short and long things behind their backs, and after being taught twenty boards by Concubine Yun alone, they have only had a little appearance in the past few days.

But when they suddenly saw the emperor coming, they couldn't help but be frightened. I thought that there was no good service, and finally caused trouble.

It was still that Mama Song who was clever, first led everyone to salute the emperor, and then called the nurse to take the prince out.

After a period of shouting, the nurse came out with the baby still taking a nap.

The child was born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but he looked at the little face and had no energy.

Emperor Xuande came to take a look, but the child wowed, grinned and cried in his sleep.

The nurse panicked all of a sudden, and hurriedly took the child to the side to shoot and coax, and finally had to give him milk, which was calm.

Emperor Xuande looked at this hectic scene, and felt a little annoyed in his heart, and it was really as Ah Lan said, this kid was really incompatible with himself.

How old is this, as soon as we met, I cried to myself, and I didn't know how to be quiet and peaceful at all.

He waved his hand, "That's it, you should do your best." The waiting physician, let him in. ”

Mama Song agreed and went to pass the imperial doctor.

In the past few days, the little prince has been not well, so the imperial doctors are on duty in turn, and they are guarded day and night.

Emperor Xuande looked at the imperial doctor who came in quite old, and at first glance, he looked like he had many years of medical experience, but he felt that Hengying was still doing things properly.

"Come, tell me, what's going on with the little prince's symptoms?"

Although the imperial doctor is old, he rarely faces the saint, but when he sees it at this moment, he is a little restrained, and he doesn't know how to reply for a while, and he stumbles for a while, and then he says something clear.

"Your Majesty, the little prince is frightened by the wind, and he is frightened, and he has been coughing and wheezing a little when the wind has been cold in his lungs for the past two days.

As long as the fever doesn't continue to continue, it should be fine. ”

"It's okay, then I'll rest assured."

The imperial doctor felt that he hadn't made it clear, and immediately added: "Your Majesty, the minister didn't say that the little prince's symptoms were okay, but just said that if he didn't continue to have a fever, then it should be okay." ”

"Is he still feverish?"

Chongguang is the name that Emperor Xuande personally gave to the little prince, and he naturally called it, but others sounded a little harsh.

And he can't reply directly with his name, he just feels that the emperor is like an ordinary father at this time, caring about his son.

The imperial doctor was stunned, and after thinking about it, he realized that Chongguang was talking about the little prince, "The little prince didn't have a fever again last night, so it depends on the fact that he hasn't repeated it again today."

So, therefore, the minister doesn't dare to say whether it's really okay now. ”

Emperor Xuande didn't want to grind with this old guy anymore, and it was estimated that the little prince would be fine for a while, so he was ready to get up and leave.

But the doctor thought that his answer was inappropriate, and he was so frightened that he knelt there and kowtowed.

"Okay, okay, I don't blame you, take good care of the little prince."

At this time, he changed back to the title of the little prince, no longer called him Chongguang, it seemed that from the moment he stood up to walk out of the side hall, he was no longer the role of a father, but returned to the role of the emperor.

Everyone in the room said, "Congratulations to Your Majesty." "After half a day's work, no one dared to raise their heads.

I only heard the footsteps of Emperor Xuande far away, and then I raised my head one by one.

"Your Majesty is really gone?"

The imperial doctor was still not at ease, so he asked Mama Song beside him.

"Well, Your Majesty is gone, hurry up."

The emperor left Bixiao Palace, and everyone else was cleared, but Heng Ying was still staring at the painting.

Ever since the emperor came back and said about the lighthouse, Heng Ying knew that it was not so easy to cross time and space.

Or, it's possible to take a closer look, but if you want to cross the continent to Damatti, it's almost impossible.

But she has long had such a strong expectation in her heart that she would go to Damati to continue to help Xiaoyi prolong her life.

After all, I don't know how long I can last, and when the time comes, I can reunite with Xiaoyi, and I don't have to spend those twists and turns.

But there must be other secrets in this scroll, and this is not only a small space-time converter, it is possible that this scroll also indicates some secret.

Heng Ying never burns incense, but today in order to understand the secret of this painting scroll.

She thought about it carefully, Xu Manshu's preferences, and even the preferences of Master Lingwei Daoist.

When they were in Qingcheng Mountain, which incense did they burn?

It seems to be based on agarwood, and there is a floating fragrance with a faint floral fragrance on it.

Hengying carefully searched for memories of incense, but she had never loved incense and was not very attentive in this regard. Looking back at this moment, I only think I can have a general impression, but I can't remember what the specific floral fragrance is.

If you can burn that incense, maybe you will be inspired?

She felt that her idea was very bold, and at the same time, she thought that it was a really good idea.

She instructed Huaxin to look for the incense in the court, and to bring some of everything, especially those with the scent of flowers.

Huaxin's lips trembled, she wanted to say it but didn't dare to say it, but how could she hide it from Hengying with her stumbling appearance, "Huaxin, if you have anything to say, just say it." ”

"Miss, when you were sick last year, you always suddenly asked for incense at night, and the chief manager sent some of them, and they are still in the warehouse.

Or I'll take it out first, and you can pick and choose, maybe there will be something useful. ”

"Then let's get it first." Heng Ying didn't ask much, she knew that the person who needed incense when she was sick was not her, but Xiaoyi.

Xiaoyi has always liked to use agarwood incense to smoke the study to indulge in the fragrance, saying that it is fragrant with the book.

When she went to find incense, Xiao Yi said in her ear, "What if you know the secret of this painting scroll?" Hengying, are you going to let Yuxi and their mother and son go out of the palace?

That's their life, and you can't change it. ”

Heng Ying sighed at the void, "I always have to try, otherwise I will feel useless." ”