After more than a few days, the fourth elder brother's condition finally stabilized. Not to mention that the heat subsided, even the beans on his body had obviously subsided, leaving only faint red traces. The emperor personally asked people to take a look, and then he was relieved.

"Lord Shunzhi and Lord Kangxi have both been infected with smallpox, and the fourth elder brother who didn't think of me would also suffer such a bad luck." The emperor accompanied Ruyue as he spoke, and his heart trembled: "Fortunately, it's okay now...... It is also temperamental, and our happiness is safe and sound. ”

Ruyue leaned on the emperor's shoulder and was moved: "The fourth elder brother has such distress as the emperor, and the queen's mother recites scriptures in the Qin'an Palace every day to pray for it, so naturally it is safe and sound." ”

"Queen." At the mention of these two words, the emperor's eyebrows tightened unconsciously, as if he was bitter and hateful: "I treat the queen like this, it can be said that I tolerate it to the limit." It's just that she is still not satisfied, and she keeps complaining that she is cold and thin, and she doesn't miss the old love. Ruyue, does it seem to you that I am too tolerant and tolerant of her? ”

was still stunned, it seemed that the emperor rarely mentioned his thoughts to himself, and it was still about the queen. Ruyue slowly raised her head and re-met the emperor's warm and hidden sorrowful eyes: "How could it be." The emperor, no matter how poor the queen's mother is, is also the mother of a country, and she is the person who has accompanied the emperor from the house. ”

The emperor stared at Ruyue's slightly rolling eyes and nodded slightly, but this movement was too slight. There was a slight suspicion that he really nodded. "The Mother of a Nation." The emperor's chest rose and fell deeply several times, and finally said with difficulty: "In the past, when she was in the palace, the queen was also gentle and lovely, elegant and luxurious, but now, she has repeatedly disappointed me, and she has become more and more tricky and spicy, and she is ...... like a woman in the market."

Ruyue gently leaned her index finger against the emperor's lips, obviously not wanting to listen to it anymore. "Your Majesty, the concubine asked people to prepare stewed ginseng and chicken soup, let Pei Shuang serve you some. These days, smallpox is raging in the palace, which makes the emperor worried, and he has seen a lot of reduction! ”

The Emperor nodded, and said with a gentle smile: "It's okay, I know that you have the most heart. ”

Peishuang, who was standing on the side, bent his knees and retreated lightly.

"This time it's really thanks to Shi Qianmo." The corners of the emperor's mouth were slightly hooked, and his smile was mixed with a little appreciation: "If he didn't know such a folk remedy to cure smallpox, the consequences would be unimaginable." ”

Ruyue didn't pick up the stubble, just smiled blindly and nodded cooperatively. "Is Ligui better there? When the concubine learned that she was pregnant with a dragonborn, she was worried. ”

"I've let people see it. It's not a big deal, it's weak, so it's okay to take care of it. The emperor's tone didn't seem to care much about Liu Mianmian's dragon fetus, nor did he care much about the affairs of Qixiang Palace.

This makes Ruyue a little strange, after all, there are not many heirs under the emperor's knees, and pregnant concubines are usually the most high-profile. What's more, this Liu Mianmian has accompanied the emperor on patrol for several months, and she is always more embarrassed than ordinary palace concubines. Why do you listen to the emperor's words, it seems that this is not the case at all?

"Doesn't the emperor like Ligui?" Ruyue asked half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Liguiren's smallpox is not serious, and it will be almost fine now." How can I listen to the emperor's tone, I don't seem to care too much! ”

Holding Ruyue's hand, the emperor was a little stunned: "The former Su Su is quite angry, and you have your former demeanor." For this reason, I felt that she was good. Just now...... It doesn't seem like that's the case anymore. I always felt that instead of resembling you, she resembled the queen as she used to be. I don't want to have any more arrogant people around me no matter what. ”

"The emperor is saying that he thinks that the noble people are different from before?" Ruyue deliberately asked.

"I can't explain it." The emperor sneered, stroked the back of Ruyue's smooth hand, and sighed quietly: "It's different after all." In addition, now that she has an imperial heir, I am getting more and more unaccustomed to it. ”

Ruyue's gaze swept over the marble screen of the peacock Kaiping, sighed slightly, and finally lowered her head. "The emperor seems to have said a lot of things to his concubines today."

This time, the emperor was a little stunned. In the past, when I was with Ruyue, I was full of joy, and I talked about the wind and snow, and rarely mentioned the grace of the harem concubines. Why is it that today, when you talk about it, it is the confused things in your heart? and does not shy away from the identity of the monarch and minister.

Pei Shuang put the soup cup on the round table beside him, opened the lid skillfully, and scooped it up spoonful by spoon, fragrant. "Your Majesty, this soup is boiled by the small kitchen itself, and my young lady has personally supervised the work, and the storage is more delicious than the imperial kitchen. Please use slowly. ”

"Mouthy." Ruyue smiled, took the bowl in Pei's hands, and handed it to the emperor: "The emperor tastes it, if you like it, the concubine will send it to the Heart Cultivation Hall every day." ”

At this moment, the emperor seemed to understand something. It seems that after a spoonful of soup, my heart gradually warms up. In the past, the first queen made soup for herself, and then the queen, Concubine Hua, and many palace concubines did this. However, after many ups and downs, many people are no longer there.

Most of the rest of the people only have power in their eyes, and have no affection. A small number of people, greedy for both power and favor, want everything. These people, even if they boil soup, are just a means of superiority, with the purpose of winning their own favor. Just ask people with impure motives, what kind of nourishing soup can they make?

Only Ruyue is different.

"What? Isn't it delicious? Ruyue saw that the emperor only drank a spoonful, so she frowned in a daze, and couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"How could it be, if you personally watched people boil it, wouldn't it be delicious." The emperor gently put the soup spoon on a few tops, picked up the soup bowl with both hands, and drank it "crunch". After drinking the soup, the emperor licked his lips very childishly: "I haven't drunk it again, it's sweeter than this ginseng soup, Ruyue, do you know, it's good to have you." ”

"Your Majesty." Ruyue didn't expect the emperor to suddenly say this, and her cheeks turned crimson. The warm feeling was like the emperor gently breathing in her ear, very warm and very sweet.

...... At the same time as the affection of Yongshou Palace, Cuizhu ate a closed door soup again, and returned to Qixiang Palace with a cold heart.

"How?" Liu Mianmian saw Cuizhu come back listlessly, and her face became more and more heavy. "When will the emperor come back?"

Cuizhu shook his head and said: "The slave didn't see the emperor at all, Ma Gonggong said that the emperor went to Yongshou Palace at the end of the court, and he didn't come out until now." Probably...... I'll stay at Yongshou Palace today. ”

"Then why don't you go to Yongshou Palace and invite the emperor over?" There was a hint of resentment in Liu Mianmian's eyebrows: "If the concubine is of any age, and she still dominates the emperor's arms every day, doesn't she think she is old and panicked?" What's more, not long after she gave birth to the fifth elder brother, how could she serve the emperor well? ”

Cuizhu didn't know what to say, so she lowered her eyelids and listened to Liu Mianmian's whining without moving. Such a scene, day after day, every time the emperor is not invited, there will always be a trouble. At first, she would persuade a few words, even if she didn't think about herself for the sake of the child in her womb, but after a long time and many times, Cuizhu didn't bother to speak.

Sure enough, the willows were endless, and there was no intention of stopping at all. "In my womb, I am also pregnant with the flesh and blood of the emperor's relatives, and it is still this child that I finally came to have. Why is the emperor so heartless, is he so reluctant to come to see me? ”

Biting his lip, Cuizhu really couldn't listen to it anymore: "Nobleman, you better dissipate your anger, how can the emperor's mind be free to think about it." Maybe it's your smallpox, it's not easy to visit. Fourth elder brother, hasn't the emperor gone yet! ”

At the mention of the fourth elder brother, Liu Mianmian couldn't help but shudder. "It turned out that we all used the method we all know to make the fourth elder brother have it!"

This sound was so startled that Cuizhu fell to his knees: "Your nobleman knows this method, although the slave knows this method, the slave and the maid have never mentioned it to anyone. It is even more unlikely that it will be impossible to tell the imperial doctor to save the fourth elder brother, and it will cost you your hard work in vain. ”

"The only people who know this method, except me and you, are the dead Floocculents, Cuizhi and her. It's not you, it's not me, and it can't be a dead person......" Liu Mianmian's eyes rolled, and she smiled coldly.

This feeling seems to be a cold hand reaching into your warm spine, which makes people afraid and resistant, and there is nothing to dodge if you want to. After all, it's cold everywhere you touch.

"Bring her to me." Liu Mianmian's voice, revealing a murderous intent, penetrated into Cuizhu's ears.

"It's a nobleman, slave and maid will go." Cuizhu nodded again and again, not daring to delay a minute.

The one who walked in was not someone else, it was Cui Ping, who had been waiting by the Liu sisters' side. Cui Ping is not very old, just fourteen years old. The tender ones are on the branches with buds waiting to be released, and the palm-sized little faces seem to be able to pinch out water. "Nobleman, are you looking for a slave?"

"Get on your knees." The undoubted voice doesn't look like Liu Mianmian, a woman who has always been gentle. But in fact, what is gentle is just her face. It's never like that on the inside.

Cui Ping was shocked, and couldn't help but tremble her lips: "Noble...... Slave ......"

"Get on your knees." Liu Mianmian did not give her the slightest chance to plead.

After all, she was still a young woman, she had never seen such a scene, Cuiping seemed to have lost her soul, so she knelt down and tears welled up.

"What the hell did you do behind my back?" Liu Mianmian took a big step forward and stopped in front of Cuizhu.

Cuizhu shook his head again and again, flustered: "The slave and maid don't have it, the slave and the maid always do what they are told." ”

"Do as told." Liu Mianmian smiled slightly, like a windward lily, fragrant and pleasant, but it didn't match the hatred in her eyes. "What a good one to do as he is told." Lifting the embroidered shoes at the bottom of the flower plate, Liu Mianmian almost didn't think about it, and landed on Cuiping's delicate tail finger and crushed it hard.

"Ah......" Cui Ping hated bitterly that she couldn't withdraw her hand, but Rao used all her strength and didn't move away at all. Noble, the slave really didn't do anything to be sorry for you, please spare the slave and maid......"