He Yue knew that Yu Ying was a smart person, and she thought that she had found out that she was wrong, but there was no evidence.

She doesn't care, she shouldn't stay too long, she will always go back.

The thirteenth elder brother smiled, and looked at He Yue with a gentle look in his eyes: "It's okay." ”

He Yue: "......"

He said it all, what else can he say?

If it was the thirteenth of that world, how could he dare to force her in the slightest? Isn't it up to her?

In the face of this thirteen, He Yue felt like he didn't know where to start.

If this body has a good foundation, you can fight with him, and whoever wins has the final say.

But this pampered and even a little sick body, where can he beat him?

It was the first time that He Yue felt so aggrieved and was at a disadvantage.

However, she would not admit defeat easily, so she symbolically picked up a book and sat on the couch in the second room and watched: "Master rest first, I'm not sleepy." ”

The thirteenth elder brother ordered Hailan and Yuying to stand back, walked straight forward and sat behind her, and stretched out his hand to hug her: "Master accompanies Fujin." ”

He Yue's hairs stood on end suddenly, and his body tensed.

"Do you like Hongchang?" The thirteenth elder brother seemed to be unconscious, his lips were close to her ear, he exhaled lightly, and his eyes deepened: "If you like it, you will let him come to see you often." ”

He Yue raised his hand to push him away, but the other party persevered in hugging her, the two of them were very close, and they could feel the changes in his body when they were close.

"You ......" and Yue glared at him angrily.

The other party chuckled, pinched her chin, her eyes were as bright as stars, and they showed the hunter's interest in the prey: "I have never found that Fu Jin looks so good when he is angry." ”

The words fell, and he was already leaning over.

He Yue found that he couldn't break free from his confinement, and knew that he was on guard, and he panicked to death.

Seeing the other party's face getting closer and closer, He Yue slammed his head against him, forcing the other party to inhale, let go of his hand, and took advantage of the situation to break free from his confinement and retreat to the side.

Thirteen covered his forehead and glared at her angrily, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Don't do anything, I said it's not very comfortable, it's better not to move your hands and feet." He Yue could no longer maintain his superficial deference and looked at him coldly.

If he is obedient, he must do whatever he wants, and Heyue would rather offend him.

It's just that I'm sorry for the original Zhaojia and Yue.

"You are the master's Fujin, what can't the master do?" Thirteen smiled, but his eyes were cold, and he stepped forward and grabbed her arm.

He Yue frowned, impatient, and struggled hard.

The thirteenth elder brother leaned close to her ear and comforted her softly: "Good girl, you have come here, why do you have to worry about that person anymore?" How about treating you better than him? ”

He Yue looked up sharply, shocked: "What did you say?" ”

"What do you want to say? Well? The thirteenth elder brother caressed her eyebrows with his fingertips, and his eyes were as gentle as water: "Say that you are not the original Zhaojia Heyue?" ”

Seeing her stunned gaze, she smiled slightly: "Don't be afraid, Ye will not demolish you, Ye has been looking forward to you for a long time, you are finally here, as long as you are obedient and treat Ye like the original Zhaojia and Yue, Ye will always love you." ”

He Yue suddenly felt worthless for Zhaojia and Yue, he said this clearly because he didn't care about his original Fujin, how could there be such an indifferent person in the world?

"She's your blessing." He Yue glared at him angrily.

"So what?" The thirteenth elder brother sneered: "When she was there, the master naturally treated her well, but now it is the will of heaven that allows you to come to the master, and the master naturally accepts it, not to mention, you are her." ”

"You're wrong." He Yue looked at him coldly: "I am me, she is her, and my husband is only one, and it can never be you." ”

"Then I can't help you, aren't you still in the arms of the master at this time?" The thirteenth elder brother was not annoyed at all, but was very proud: "The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, so it's better for us to rest early." ”

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The palace sent many imperial doctors, but they were never able to explain the condition of the Thirteen Fujin.

The thirteen beizi, who have always been kind, are like a Yama, urging the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat the thirteen blessings every day, but it seems that if they can't be cured, they will ask them about their guilt.

Now Thirteen Beizi has even asked for leave from the early dynasty, and he is by Fujin's side every day, and Kangxi Ye has sent people to persuade him several times to no avail, and he is angry.

The imperial doctors were afraid of such a terrifying Thirteen Beizi, knowing that this Beizi Ye cared about the Thirteen Fujin, and while wiping their sweat, they painstakingly consulted the medical books and discussed the illness of the Thirteen Fujin.

Three days have passed, and there is still no result.

On this day, King Yongjun came to the Thirteen Beizi Mansion, and saw that the Thirteen whole people were guarding the sleeping man as if they had no soul, so he sighed helplessly, stepped forward, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"How long are you going to do this? Don't forget, you are the prince, the emperor is looking at it, are you going to bring disaster for Heyue? ”

Thirteen blinked, stared at He Yue's calm face as if he was asleep, and muttered, "Fourth brother, what do you say is wrong?" The doctors all said it was fine, why couldn't she wake up? Could it be that she really can't wake up? Does she not want me and the child? Obviously everything was fine before, why? ”

King Yongjun looked at He Yue with a complicated expression, he knew what was going on in his heart, but there were some things he couldn't say.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke: "Thirteen, maybe the imperial doctor can't help her wake up, the fourth brother has a way, maybe she can give it a try." ”

"What's the method?" Thirteen's eyes lit up, and he grabbed King Yongjun's arm, with excitement and joy on his face.

King Yongjun sighed in his heart and motioned for Thirteen to come with him.

The two of them walked to the main hall, away from the imperial doctor and the attendants, and the king of Yongjun said slowly: "Do you know that one of the prince's concubines has the same disease as He Yue, and the prince has been anxious about this recently, and called the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment, but he still hasn't woken up." ”

Thirteen's eyes widened and he was shocked: "Why is this?" It's ......"

Remembering that day, He Yue met with the prince's concubine, and suddenly clenched his fists: "Is it her?" Could it be that Heyue's illness is related to her? ”

King Yongjun nodded: "This matter is too coincidental, maybe it really has something to do with her, or maybe someone deliberately targeted the two of them, if you want to wake up with Yue, the imperial doctor is afraid that it will not work." ”

"Then how can we wake up Heyue?" Thirteen seemed to have caught the driftwood overboard, found the only hope, and the whole person no longer lost his soul, and regained his former glory.

"I've got a shaman, you can give it a try." King Yongjun had that guess, so he invited a shaman, and then came to visit Thirteen.

Thirteen was full of joy and agreed, asking the imperial doctor to go back first and see him again tomorrow.

Then King Yongjun had the shaman brought in and drove out all the attendants.

The shaman wears a fierce mask and wears strange clothes, like a dancing god.

However, the Manchus have always believed in shamanism and often appear in rituals, so the shaman is a divine existence in the hearts of the Manchus, who can remove all the suffering of sickness.

The leading shaman glanced at He Yue and spoke Manchu to King Yongjun and Thirteen.

The two of them looked solemn when they heard this, and it was not until Thirteen nodded that the shaman began his work.

Three similarly dressed shamans jumped around and whispered something.

Thirteen's hands clenched tightly, and his heart went up and down.

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