Jue Chan wanted to ask Rong Ruo what was wrong, but he hesitated to say it, so Xianghe turned back, fanned her and said, "I'm afraid that the shoulder can't be repaired, master, let's wait for a while." ”

"Got it." Jue Chan replied lightly, unconsciously tightened the cuffs of the hidden letterhead, and Cao Yin bowed and said, "The minister has to go elsewhere to check the guard, the noble man will wait for a while, and the new shoulder will be sent over soon." ”

Jue Chan nodded, his eyes fell elsewhere, he didn't see how Cao Yin left, not long after the new shoulder came, the group hurried back to Xianfu Palace, and when she entered the door, she said to Xianghe: "I probably have heat stroke, dizziness and nausea, you go back to Guifei Niangniang, say I went back to rest." ”

Xianghe hurriedly asked the other little palace maids to help the master go back, and went back to Concubine Wen Guifei, and then came back to see the master crooked on the kang, so he took a pill of Ren Dan for her to eat, and was going to take a fan to fan her, Jue Chan waved his hand: "Fan Feng feels dizzy, you can rest, I'll rest for a while." ”

Xianghe knew that her master was quiet, and when she saw that her complexion was still good, she retreated one after another, and Juechan stayed quietly for a while, and when she heard that there was no movement outside, she was sure that Concubine Wen would not run, so she quietly took out the letter that was stored in her cuff.

Unfold the letterhead, a full three pages of thick letters, the familiar handwriting is definitely from Rong Ruo's hand, but as Cao Yin said, he seems to have written after being drunk, between the strokes there is less calm in the past, more impetuous and anxious atmosphere, every word is to say what he has seen and heard in the north and south of the river over the years, a letter that seems to be impermanent, but the more back he looks, the worse Jue Chan's face is, and tears gather in his eyes, as if they will fall at any time.

When Xianghe came in again, she smelled the smell of fireworks in the house, and saw that her master was staring blankly at the incense burner, which was burning incense to repel mosquitoes, which should not have been this smell, Xianghe took a closer look, and the full ashes seemed to be burning some kind of paper, she asked uneasily, and Jue Chan responded softly: "A few poems I wrote last night, I was afraid that I would cause trouble if they were spread, so I burned them, and I just put them in my heart." ”

Xianghe began to clean up, she casually held the incense burner to let the little palace maid clean up, but she didn't know that her master's eyes were staring straight at her, and when she turned back again, she muttered: "I heard that the emperor loves to chant poetry, hey......"

Similar words, Xianghe would say almost every few days that she was still looking forward to the noble Juezen being able to regain her holy grace, but when she met a master whose heart was like ashes, she was also worried about it in vain.

"I'm tired." Jue Chan slowly got up and sat on the bed, and it was not too hot to put down the gauze tent in broad daylight, Xianghe saw her like this, thinking that it was really uncomfortable, and asked if she wanted to ask the imperial doctor, and finally withdrew alone, and sighed in front of the door with other sisters and said, "As soon as the summer passes, the time will be faster, and it will be another year." ”

Time is the fairest existence in the world, but it varies from person to person, Xianghe feels that time is like a shuttle, and some people feel that life is like a year, and now the life in Yonghe Palace is very difficult, Concubine De has almost no reaction to everything in the outside world except for the palace maids feeding and feeding medicine. Bu Guiren came to take care of her every day and talk to her, but no one could impress her, and even the imperial doctor let her see it, only saying that Concubine De was weak except for eating less, and she had no symptoms, so dementia was caused by heart disease.

The emperor came a few times, but every time he walked outside the dormitory, he stopped, often stood for half an hour, and then turned around and left, only telling the palace maids and eunuchs to take good care of Concubine De. Huanchun and the others hoped that the emperor could go in to see the master, but no one dared to persuade him, just by seeing the emperor standing in a daze like that, they knew that his heart was more entangled than anyone else.

Seeing that May is about to pass, the emperor is about to drive to Shengjing, and the palace is ready, and it seems that because of the matter of the sixth elder brother, the emperor will not bring a harem on this trip, and the women are also dead. As for the accompanying guards, it should have been Nalan Rongruo's follower, but he was sick a few days ago, Cao Yin took over all the responsibilities, and came to the private house to find him today, first, to ask how some things in the itinerary were arranged, and secondly, to tell him that the letter had been delivered.

But Cao Yin couldn't have imagined that the brother he saw when he came to the private house was already in a high fever and couldn't speak, Shen Wan was haggard and pale, and said with tears: "I came back with a body of wine that day, and I had a fever at night, and I invited a doctor to come and see it, and I didn't get better after taking medicine for a few days." ”

Cao Yin was worried: "Does Nalan Mansion know?" ”

Shen Wan turned his face away and said nothing.

"I'm not very sick, even if I don't tell my family, I should come to me." Cao Yin shook his head again and again, turned around and asked his subordinates to find a good doctor again, and went to Nalan Mansion to report in person, after Mrs. Mingzhu heard about it, she didn't dare to alarm her daughter-in-law, and personally brought someone to bring a car to pick up her son home.

As soon as he entered the door and saw that Rong Ruo was so sick that he couldn't stop his tears, and saw Shen Wan standing on the side with a depressed face, he was immediately angry, rushed up and slapped her in the face, the armor on his little finger sharply slashed across her cheek, and a long blood mark was shocking.

"Slut! Don't let me see you again, don't come near my son, or I'll kill you." Mrs. Mingzhu was exhausted, everyone carefully carried Rong Ruo out, and Mrs. Mingzhu forcibly took her grandson away, and Shen Wan was pressed into the house by several mothers-in-law, unable to struggle at all.

The group quickly went home, and then invited the imperial doctor from the palace to take a look, but Mrs. Mingzhu never expected that the imperial doctor actually shook her head at her, "Madame must be prepared, everything depends on the destiny of heaven." ”

Hearing the movement of the house, the young lady who ran into the door heard the words of the imperial doctor, and was so frightened that her legs suddenly weakened and fell, and the Yan family and the girls on the side persuaded the young grandmother to take care of her body, and Mrs. Mingzhu also cried: "Rong Ruo will definitely survive, he will definitely survive." ”

On May 29th, the emperor left Beijing for two days, on this day on the matter of the Yellow River River work with the ministers to discuss, Jin Fu, Mingzhu and others are there, because of a lot of differences in various matters, all kinds of decisions were discussed for a whole day before gradually becoming clear, it was already dusk when it was dispersed, Xuan Ye sat in front of the desk and closed his eyes to recuperate, Li Gonggong came in with a bowl of tea, and said softly: "Your Majesty, there is news from Mingzhu Mansion that has been passed in, and the servants heard a few words, saying that Lord Nalan Rongruo is not lightly ill, I am afraid that it is not good, Lord Mingzhu left in a hurry just now." ”

Xuan Ye opened his eyes slightly, the chill in his eyes made Gonggong Li tremble, and the emperor asked, "His illness has not recovered yet?" ”

"Back to the emperor, exactly. The person just now came in a hurry, and Lord Mingzhu was also in a hurry, I'm afraid it's really bad. Gonggong Li didn't dare to look directly at the emperor's gaze anymore, and lowered his head and said, "Mrs. Mingzhu also invited a doctor from the palace before, and the servants heard that a few of them returned in vain, and it has been a few days since the days are counted." ”

Xuan Ye picked up the recital in front of him and calmly opened a book, and when Gonggong Li saw that the emperor was reviewing the recital without distraction, he turned around and quietly prepared to leave, and when he walked to the door, he heard the emperor instructing him behind him: "If he has anything, come and tell me at any time." ”

At this moment, in Nalan Mansion, Mingzhu rushed home non-stop, Rong Ruo is his eldest son after all, although he often says that his son is not good, and he faces him coldly in front of his colleagues, but Rong Ruo is indeed his pride, and this time he suddenly said that he was not well ill, and as a father, it was unbearable after all.

The female relatives of the family have been crying, when Mingzhu came back, the son was lying on the bed and dying, Rong Ruo was not beaten by his father when he was young, and occasionally he was beaten hard, and there was such a situation, Mingzhu felt that his son would not get better, and stood by the bed for a long time without approaching, Mrs. Mingzhu relieved himself on the side, and cried: "Master, my son said that he has something to tell you." ”

Mingzhu looked at her, only took a few steps closer, leaned over to look at her son, who was so sick that he was as warm as jade, but now he no longer exists.

"Rongruo." He called.

The person on the sickbed slowly opened his eyes, saw that it was his father, a smile crossed his lips, and a dry and hoarse voice came out: "Amma, you are back." ”

"Take good care of your illness, you will get better, do you really want to be an unfilial son, let us send white-haired people to black-haired people?" Mingzhu still couldn't help but blame her son when she opened her mouth, but when she said this, her eyes were already moist.

Nalan Rongruo smiled again, sure enough, it was his father who wanted to talk to him like this, his chapped and blackened lips opened and closed slightly, and he said in a very soft voice: "Amma, you put it down, put it down." ”

Mingzhu frowned, and his heart was even more fluttering, how could he have thought that his son would find out something that should not be discovered, how could he have expected that his plan to kill the prince would be known to his son. Even to his wife and Concubine Hui, he just said that he wanted to find a way to make the prince lose the emperor's trust and let the prince destroy his future, except for a few henchmen and related people, no one knew what happened in the study that day, and his original intention was not to kill the sixth elder brother.

"What did you say?" Mingzhu was worried, he wasn't sure what his son was talking about, if it was the reason why the sixth elder brother was poisoned, he was not afraid that his son would know, but he was afraid that his son would tell others if he knew, if he didn't make it clear at this moment, it would be his eternal worry.

"Amma, I'm a filial son, probably, probably one life for another." Rong Ruo had a smile on his lips, but he seemed to be sarcastic about his father, but when a person was about to die, his words were also good, and in the end he still said, "Amma, you put it down." ”

"Bastard!" Mingzhu understood, was anxious, and wanted to force his son to speak clearly, but his roar stimulated Mrs. Mingzhu, and Mrs. pounced on him to accuse him, "Master, you might as well force me to death first, my son is already like this, what do you want?" ”

The family also came to persuade Mingzhu, he was taken away for a while, and the lady lay on the side of the bed and wept silently to comfort his son: "If you are good, E-Niang will no longer let him kill you." ”

Rong Ruo didn't care about his father's anger, he said everything he had to say, and at this moment he weakly shook his mother's hand and said, "Eniang...... Don't embarrass Shen Wan, let her go. ”

Madame Mingzhu was grief-stricken, but she nodded after all.

The next day, the heavy rain fell all day, and in the afternoon it began to be impossible to distinguish between day and night, and I didn't even know when the sunset was, but after the rain stopped, the sky didn't light up again, and tomorrow at dawn, the emperor was going to leave for Shengjing as scheduled, but there was no lively atmosphere in the palace, the silent Forbidden City, and the footsteps of Xuan Ye walking on the palace road, seemed to be able to spread far and wide.

The little eunuch in front of the gate of Yonghe Palace saw the holy car coming, and hurriedly reported it inside, Huanchun greeted him, and said to the emperor differently than before: "Your Majesty, Niangniang is in the sixth elder brother's house, so she sits still and refuses to leave. ”

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