Chapter 289: The Favor of the Prince
Baolan, who was sitting at the next table, did not have such a good temperament, the vinegar urn had already been overturned in her chest, and the sour taste was poured into the sea, glaring angrily at the sleeves on the stage, her face was pale, but she had to sit down and have nothing to do.
Looking for a way to deflat, he simply filled the fist-sized braised lion's head into his mouth, and only rolled his eyes when he choked.
Seeing that Baolan was choked, the crown prince Yinren handed over the soup bowl, and whispered in Baolan's ear: "Auntie, eat slowly, now that you have been sealed as a noble, you must pay more attention to your manners, don't be like when you were in the Prime Minister's Mansion before!" ”
When Baolan heard Yinren say this, she became more and more annoyed, and her mouth was filled with meat, and she couldn't tell the difference, so she had to roll her eyes, puff out her cheeks, and chew hard.
Rong Ruo was bored in his heart, and he couldn't bear to look at his sleeves, so he had already gone out of the hall at this time.
Chang Ning pondered while drinking: Fortunately, Rong Ruo was not there at this time, if he saw this scene, his heart still didn't know how painful? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but rub my chest.
Seeing Chang Ning rubbing his chest, the first-class prince Pall leaned over and asked, "What?" Is Prince Gong unwell? ”
Chang Ning hurriedly waved his hand again and again: "Huh? No, no, I ...... Oh I'm moved by the heartbeat of what they sing, hehe, the heart beats, grandpa drinks, drinks. With that, he raised his glass and toasted Pall.
Pallspray also picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "My father never thought that the emperor would sing so well!" It really opened our eyes, Lord Wang, please! With that, he drained the glass of wine.
However, Guan Qianxiang, who was leaning on the back of the chair next to him, looked at the stage with his cool Danfeng eyes, and the corners of his lips were always smiling lightly, reaching out to twist the peanuts in a porcelain plate, rubbing off the red skin, and with a flick of his two fingers, the peanuts that were peeled clean and as white as pearls fell into his mouth impartially.
On the stage at this time, Kangxi held the hand of Huai Sleeve, and sang in his mouth: "Come to spring and rain, sleep in Wushan with a cloud ......" After singing, he turned his eyes to the eyebrows of Huai Sleeve, and gently supported the waist of Huai Sleeve with his arms.
Huai Sleeve eyes are like autumn water with smoke, Zhu Lip is about to open, only to feel the drowsiness on the head, Huai Sleeve knows that something is wrong, but in front of him is already the eaves upside down, the heaven and earth are spinning, the eyes are dark, and I don't know anything.
Kangxi closed his arms and hugged his limp body tightly in his arms, and shouted loudly: "Huai'er, Huai'er, what's wrong with you?" ”
However, no matter how Kangxi called, Huai Sleeve always closed his eyes, and his face was as white as paper.
At this time, everyone in the audience also stood up, and Li Dequan, who was accompanying him next to him, came over with the palace maid and eunuch to protect him, and Xiaozhuang was also very surprised, and stretched out his hand to support Su Malagu and said, "Quickly send the imperial doctor!" ”
Kangxi picked up his sleeves and walked towards the side room of the inner hall, and several edicts followed, and the rest of the princes and kings stood outside the door because they were women's dependents and inconvenienced to enter.
Huai Sleeve's identity is just a princess teacher, these princes and nobles didn't have to stay at the door, but everyone saw that Kangxi attached great importance to her, so they had to accompany her at the door.
In the house, except for Fuquan, the rest were all the palace maids and eunuchs in the Qianqing Palace brought by Li Dequan to accompany Kangxi.
Su Malagu moved a chair and put it in front of the bed, helped Xiaozhuang to sit down, and Yueya and Guan Zhaoyu also followed, standing beside him. Seeing Kangxi's unhappy face, Gou didn't dare to move, and only looked at the sleeves lying on the bed.
Xiaozhuang leaned over and looked into the bed, and whispered in his mouth: "How did you get this, this child was so good when he was by my side, why did he become so weak after not many days of going out?" There was also pity and pity in the words.
Kangxi frowned, paced back and forth in front of the bed, waited for a while and still didn't see the imperial doctor coming, and shouted angrily: "Are all the people in the hospital still dead?" Bring me a frame! ”
When Li Dequan heard this, he hurriedly ran out, grabbed a little eunuch and said urgently: "Hurry up and carry the small sedan chair to pick it up, I'm afraid that the snow and the road will be slippery, the doctors will not be able to walk, and the legs and feet will be neat, long live the lord is angry!" ”
The little eunuch answered, and ran away.
In the house, Aunt Su Mala asked the palace maid to take a basin of warm water, and she wet a hand towel, and was about to wipe her sleeve, Kangxi reached out and took the wet hand towel in Aunt Su Mala's hand and said, "I come." ”
As he spoke, he sat on the edge of the bed and carefully wiped the corners of his cheeks and forehead for his sleeves.
Looking at the weak person on the bed, Kangxi's eyebrows were deeply locked, and he remembered that when he first saw his sleeves outside the palace, he was so lively and pretty, like a sunflower standing on Mo, but now he has entered the palace, but he has fallen so sad and sickly, like an epiphany that is not overwhelmed......
Kangxi couldn't help but sigh in his heart: I have the heart to cherish flowers, but I am reluctant to approach you, lest I disturb the quiet beauty of the hollow valley orchid, is it because my mind is too lingering and mistaken for a beautiful woman?
Kangxi stared at the face with his sleeves, raised his hands gently, affectionately, and no longer cared about the sideways eyes of others.
As an emperor, Kangxi originally didn't care much about the sideways eyes of others, and the emperor's harem sealed concubines and concubines, which was nothing. And many of his previous fears were all just to maintain his honor.
Now that he sees his sleeves like this, it's too late for Kangxi to feel sorry in his heart, he can still take care of those there, and he said in his heart: Everyone sees that I love her, so everyone is afraid of her.
At this time, in the flower hall of the back garden of Cining Palace, Rong Ruo, who was struggling to break in, was dragged out of the back door of the garden by Chang Ning.
Chang Ning dragged Rong Ruo's arm and walked to no one and threw it away, and reprimanded in a low voice: "The queen mother and the emperor are all here, you break in at this time, you can die by yourself, and you still want to pull your sleeves to make a cushion?" Don't you think she's pitiful enough? ”
Rong Ruo was speechless, only felt that there was a depression in his chest and nowhere to vent, turned to a big poplar tree behind him, screamed angrily, and pounded the hard bark out of a fist-sized pit, and in that pit, there was already mottled with blood.
Chang Ning couldn't bear to see him like this, so he stretched out his hand to block Rong Ruo's fist that was chiseled into the trunk again, and said, "Let's go, let's go to Liang Fen for a drink." After speaking, he pulled Rong Ruo away.
When the two of them gradually walked away, a figure flashed from behind a tree not far away, and slowly walked to the poplar tree where Fang Cai Rongruo and Chang Ning were standing, looking at the bloodstained pit left on the trunk, and then at the two people who disappeared at the gate of the palace in the distance, their eyebrows were slightly furrowed, thoughtful.
At this time, in the Cining Palace, it was already everyone Nuonuo, Kangxi's angry roar flew out of the hall, and in addition to Xiaozhuang, Crescent, Guan Zhaoyu and Su Malagu, the rest of the people knelt on the ground.
Imperial Physician Zhang, who was kneeling at the front, took off the flower feather and put it on the floor beside him, and his snow-white beard kept kowtowing against the cold floor tiles.
Several imperial doctors behind him knelt on the ground, trembling slightly in fright, and did not dare to raise their heads.