The lilac tuberose spits out a faint fragrance, drifting into the room with the hot wind of the summer afternoon, and ice basins are placed in the four corners of the room, and the fragrance of the flowers is solidified by the warm breath that suddenly cools down, leaving only the fragrance of pear blossoms curling with green smoke in the Shoushan furnace.

Yinqi actually woke up early from a nap, but he didn't open his eyes, except for the sound of the ticking bell in his ears, it was the sound of a few little palace maids chatting in the courtyard.

Yinzhen didn't care about what those palace maids talked about during the day, because he lived in Kunning Palace these days, Yinzhen was inconvenient to accompany him to study every day, except for occasionally listening to Aunt Su Ma recite a few Buddhist scriptures, more often as now, lying quietly on the bed with his eyes closed and thinking about books.

"Aunt Yinling'er also needs to think about it, our master is a golden and noble body, even if that thing can't be found right now, those comprador eunuchs in the Shang Pharmacy will do everything possible to find a way." A palace maid said with relief.

Another palace maid said: "This is easy to say, it is an old agarwood incense, gold can't be bought, it is a treasure that cannot be found!" ”

Yinqi overheard these two sentences actually talking about the sleeves, sat up from the bed, and pricked up his ears to listen out the window.

Yin Ling'er sighed: "Speaking of this agarwood incense, you probably don't understand, but I have heard of it a long time ago, my grandfather, like our master, has suffered from chest pain for decades, and has not yet found a finger-sized agarwood incense, even my uncle has been working in the main hall for more than ten years, I have not found ......."

Chest pain?

Yinqi Jian frowned slightly, and sensitively caught this key word from Yin Ling'er's words.

E-niang actually has a stubborn disease with chest pain?!

Yinqi subconsciously put his hand under the pillow, and when he felt something hard, he held it in his hand, got up and got out of bed and walked out of the door.

The palace maids chatting in the courtyard were all sitting with their backs to the door, and no one paid attention to the Yinqi who came out of the room.

Yinqi went out of the room alone, walked straight to the front hall, and met Lianbi with a tea tray to salute him along the way, Yinqi only nodded slightly and moved sideways, and continued to walk to the front hall with sleeves.

Lian Bi looked back at Yinqi's back, and couldn't help muttering: "Hey! The little master's practice is really amazing, and he can't see that he can still neatly go around the past, amazing! ”

Yinqi turned the corridor leading to the backyard, bypassed the pillars on the steps, faintly heard the sound of paper turning in the inner hall, and walked in.

In the dormitory, Huai Sleeve was sitting in front of the bookcase, flipping through the account book of the Mulberry Silkworm Festival sacrifice handed over by the Internal Affairs Office, and heard the sound of footsteps, and looked up to see that Yinqi had knelt in front of him.

"Hello to E-niang, child!" When Yinqi kowtowed upward, he didn't pay any attention to the surprised eyes of his sleeve.

When Yinqi stood up and looked at Huai Sleeve, Huai Sleeve stared at him tightly with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Yinqi frowned and looked at her sleeves, and subconsciously touched her face: "Why does E-Niang look at the child like this......"

"Come here!"

Huai Sleeve called Yinqi to his side, raised his hand and carefully shook it in front of his eyes a few times. was so swayed by his sleeves, Yinqi himself was stunned in the local area.

"I, I can see ......" Yinqi shook his hand in front of him in shock, pinched his thigh again, and bared his teeth in pain.

He just heard the palace people say that Huai Sleeve was not over, so he thought about it wholeheartedly, and walked all the way from the courtyard where he lived, but he didn't notice that he had regained his sight.

Seeing that Yinqi regained his sight, tears rushed out instantly, and he hugged Yinqi in his arms, and when he wanted to speak, he couldn't speak.

The outer compartment passed by the silver bell and the big girl in the front of the hall heard the cry of the sleeve suddenly from the inner hall, and ran in fright, and ran in fright, and saw the sleeve holding Yinqi crying and laughing.

I also saw Yinqi looking at his sleeves with a pair of bright eyes, and while gently coaxing, he held a handkerchief to wipe his tears for his sleeves.

Yin Ling'er and Lian Qiu were the first to react, and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and both said in unison: "Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the little master!" ”

The rest of the palace maids reacted at this time, and when they boarded, they knelt in a large area, and the palace passed the sound of congratulations. Zhang Bao was taking a few little eunuchs to wash the large copper jar used to store water in the front hall, and when he heard the sound in the apse, he listened carefully, and suddenly jumped down from the steps and ran out of the palace gate.

Several little eunuchs who also heard the news saw Zhang Bao running outside the palace and shouted: "Grandpa Zhang, if you don't go to kowtow to your master, where are you going?" ”

Zhang Bao said with a smile: "Wait until you come back and knock again, go and talk to the Lord Banzai first!" After saying that, the smoke disappeared.

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Kangxi was listening to politics in the south study at the moment, Zhang Tingyu had only read half of the annotations in an excerpt, and Li Dequan suddenly walked in from outside and stood in front of Kangxi.

Kangxi frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Li Dequan, you are becoming more and more good at errands, and the rules are ...... What happened to you? Only half of the words were spoken, Kangxi had already seen Li Dequan's expression like a stroke, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, to be sad or happy.

"Long live the ......" Li Dequan said this, excitedly wiped his old eyes with his sleeves, and said in a trembling voice: "Twelve Belle he...... I was able to see things! ”

Let's go!

The fold in Kangxi's hand pressed Li Dequan's last tail note and fell to the ground, and he stood up from the dragon chair, Kangxi didn't have time to put on the heel of the round-mouthed satin shoes, so he walked out the door.

"Spread the shoulder, hey, forget it, bring the flowing wind!" Kangxi only wanted to have his wings at the moment and flew directly to Kunning Palace.

When he stepped into the main hall of Kunning Palace, Kangxi saw that Yinqi was sitting on the eight-treasure glazed couch where he usually sat with his sleeves, and Sun Daoting stood aside to diagnose Qi'er's pulse, and then opened Yinqi's two eyelids to check for himself.

"Are your eyes really sighted?" Kangxi approached and asked in a low voice, with a rare caution in his voice.

Sun Daoting nodded: "Right now, the eyes of the twelve Baylors have recovered, but the body still needs to be recuperated for a period of time to consolidate the curative effect." ”

"Do you still need to drink those pills?" Wai Sleeve asked.

Sun Daoting thought for a while and said, "The medicine can be reduced as appropriate, but the hot spring still needs to be soaked for a while." ”

Kangxi pursed his lips, walked in front of Yinqi, looked at Yinqi's eyes like a clear spring with deep eyes, and asked gently: "Qiu'er, can you see Huang Ama?" ”

Yinqi stood up, knelt on the gold brick with his robe, and kowtowed to Kangxi dignifiedly: "The child is sick here, which worries Huang Ama." ”

Kangxi took Yinqi up, patted him on the shoulder, looked at him seriously, and said in a deep voice: "Good boy, Huang Ama is waiting for the day when you regain your sight!" ”

As soon as Kangxi said this, all the palace people kowtowed to congratulate, only the sleeve standing behind Kangxi, the originally happy delicate face turned pale in an instant.

Taking advantage of everyone's unpreparedness, he secretly called Sun Daoting aside, turned his back to Kangxi who was talking to Yinqi, lowered his voice and asked: "Dare to ask Mr. Qi'er if he completely consolidates his body, how long will it take?" ”

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