429 Life and Death

Even if Imperial Physician Xu didn't make a judgment, the guarding eunuch didn't dare to stay in the house longer. Bayi Chinese Network ?? (a). Usually they rarely open the door, and both the teleportation tray and the bucket have opened a foot-and-a-half-high doorway next to the door. Because when the person sent it, Bai Gonggong ordered that they were not allowed to talk to this person. Except for delivering things, the guards and eunuchs will not come close here, let alone enter the house.

Not even now.

Imperial Physician Xu looked at the eunuch who hurriedly exited the room, turned his head to look at the little handyman who followed him, and coughed lightly.

"You just stand here, you don't have to come closer."

This house is divided into two rooms, inside and outside, and the back garden is not as deserted as it is now, and the places where people can live are almost full of people. It is not uncommon for such a room to sometimes accommodate two or three people.

The inside room is darker than the outside, and the windows are narrow and small, with wooden grilles nailed to them, so that little light can penetrate. There was a man lying on the couch in the room, covered with a dirty quilt that could no longer be seen in color. The strange smell in the inner room is heavier than in the outer room.

Imperial Physician Xu has been in the palace for a long time, and when he heard the sound of footsteps behind him, the little handyman also came in and stood behind him.

It is said that when the imperial doctor sees the harem concubines, there must be palace maids and eunuchs in front of him, and it is also to prevent any collusion and fornication between the two of them. But now the man on the couch is sick like this, and the eunuch has not come in.

The little handyman took half a step forward, lifted the corner of the cover, moved one of Concubine Shen's hands out, and moved the only stool in the room to facilitate the doctor's treatment.

As soon as Imperial Physician Xu took the pulse, he knew it in his heart.

It is said that he is seriously ill, but he is not really serious. Feeling cold outside, depressed, and being locked up in such a place, although there is no shortage of food and water, she will not really starve to death, but from the concubine who is clothed and well-fed to fall into such a situation all of a sudden, like a prisoner, it is strange that she is not depressed.

Thinking about it again, the Mid-Autumn Festival has happened to be over in the past few days, this concubine Niangniang was canonized in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but this time the Mid-Autumn Festival is already in prison, which is even more sad.

The little handyman standing beside him asked softly, "This is that Concubine Shen?" ”

Although the voice was muffled, if you listened closely, you could tell that it was not a man's voice.

Imperial Physician Xu nodded.

The glory and wealth in the palace are so unsturdy, it is as fleeting as a passing cloud.

Yesterday it may have been a concubine, and today it will fall into the mire.

But this glory and wealth are so gorgeous and psychedelic that they are enough to blind a pair of greedy eyes. As long as there is holy grace, a leap from a humble body is a blink of an eye, as for what happens after the wealth, who will think about it in advance?

The person lying on the bed, if he were to be replaced by someone who knew Concubine Shen in the past, he would definitely not recognize him. The man in front of him was unkempt, thin as wood, his eye sockets and cheeks were deeply sunken, and he had long since lost his appearance of fine clothes and food, fat and powder. She lay there with her eyes closed, her breathing unnoticeable on her chest, almost like a corpse.

Imperial Physician Xu prescribed a prescription, thinking that Concubine Shen was in such a situation right now, no one would decoct the medicine for her, and it was inevitable that the medicine would be fried every day and sent to her.

However, the diseases of the body are easy to treat, but the diseases of the heart are difficult to treat.

Even if it can be good this time, this winter will be difficult. Looking at the thin sheets in this room, except for what she was wearing, I am afraid that there is no replacement of clothes. In winter, can you supply charcoal fur clothes and quilts? I'm afraid it's difficult.

Imperial Physician Xu left with the little handyman until he stopped near the left side of the Imperial Garden.

The little handyman made a gesture to Imperial Doctor Xu: "Thank you, my lord, for your success." ”

"You're welcome, girl, go back early." Imperial Physician Xu waved his hand and carried the medicine box to the Imperial Doctor's Office. And the man in the clothes of the miscellaneous found a place to take off the clothes he was covering, and inside he looked like a palace maid.

Back at Lanxiu Pavilion, Princess Yuyao has also returned from class. In the summer, because of the many flowers and trees, incense can not get rid of all the mosquitoes, and the doors and window frames are hung with hanging yarns, although it is autumn now, these yarn barriers have not been removed. Blown by the autumn wind, the silk yarn fluttered. Princess Yuyao likes to see such a scene, but Wang Nianqiu thinks that fortunately, the color of these drapes is beautiful and soft, if it is pure white, wouldn't it be like the filial piety banner hanging in front of the mourning hall? The master is the master, and even the preferences are so unique.

"Coming back?" Princess Yuyao would rather use a paperweight to press all the paper on the case than close the window: "See?" ”

Wang Nianqiu saluted, nodded and said, "Duke Xie is sympathetic, and the slave and maid have seen it." ”

"How?"

"There is no one who has fallen down."

Princess Yuyao put down the pen, turned her wrist and picked up the teacup: "How did you feel after meeting someone?" Degassing? ”

Wang Nianqiu thought about it, shook his head first, and then nodded.

"When the slave maid first entered the palace, she actually had a stupid idea in her heart, wanting to see the culprit who killed her uncle and seek justice. The princess said that the slave maid once sharpened the hairpin, thinking that she would fight for her life and exchange that person's life. ”

Princess Yuyao didn't care about drinking tea, and asked, "What about now?" Do you still want to kill her? In fact, if you really want to take revenge, you don't have to do it yourself. ”

Reading a master-apprentice relationship, it is not difficult for Princess Yuyao to let a convicted and imprisoned waste concubine die, even if the emperor knows about it, he will not blame her.

"No need." Wang Nianqiu's expression was calm: "There is no difference between her life and death now." No, it's better to die. Every day of life is torment and torture for her, and every moment is not easy for her, so why should I do this? ”

"That's good." Princess Yuyao didn't care about Concubine Shen: "Now that you've seen it, you have finished your heart, don't always worry about this person in the future." You help me refill the scent, I want to paint. ”

Wang Nianqiu answered, washed his hands and went to get incense.

Princess Yuyao picked up the pen in her hand and put it down.

Today she was at Niangniang's place, and she heard Princess Changjun say that the eldest prince is not young, and he is almost at the age of discussing relatives.

Princess Yuyao has been thinking about this for half a day, and she is not in her mind when she writes.

How old is the royal brother, others are worried about it. I don't know what kind of wife the royal brother will marry in the end. Although no one openly said it, the Manchu Dynasty also tacitly acquiesced that the eldest prince was weak and his biological mother was very low, although he was the eldest son of the emperor, he would not inherit the unification. According to the father's intentions, he should not choose a wife who is too high for the imperial brother, after all, there was a queen mother and the queen who relied on the family to cause trouble in the harem, and the father would definitely not be willing to marry the imperial brother into a wife who was born in a high-ranking family and was domineering and power-grabbing, so as to lay disaster for the future.

And what about her?

If the royal brother's family affairs are settled, I am afraid that those people will be worried about her next.

Princess Yuyao never thought that the marriage event would be put on the agenda so early, and she felt very confused when she thought of her future.