"Imperial Doctor Xuan?" Baozhen was surprised, but the master would not repeat it a second time, so she had to send someone to find the imperial doctor. They thought that the queen's phoenix body was out of harmony, so they rushed to Changchun Palace in a hurry, but they didn't want to ask them to heal an injured little palace maid.

"Will there be any problems left with her legs?" The queen changed into her regular clothes, held the hand stove in her arms, and paced slowly, watching the imperial doctor medicine Hongyan's knees.

The imperial doctor hurriedly stopped what he was doing and responded: "Wearing cotton pants in winter, wearing a cotton robe on the outside, the injury is not serious, it is the time to grow your body, just rest for a few days." ”

The queen was silent, looking at Hongyan carefully, her face was pale from the pain, but she clenched her teeth and didn't cry, she was really stubborn, and she thought of Baozhen explaining to her what happened today, and she understood more and more what kind of temperament Hongyan this child was.

The imperial doctor took care of Hongyan's wounds and was about to retire, Baozhen saw that the queen was good to Hongyan, and she couldn't be blind, so she asked others to help her, but she didn't expect the queen to say: "You all go to rest, it's tiring to stay in Ningshou Palace all day, Hongyan should be on duty tonight, or ask her to serve me here." ”

The queen turned around and walked inside, and Baozhen followed behind and said, "Niangniang, the slave is afraid that she will not serve well." ”

But the master only left one sentence: "If you don't serve well, you will be punished tomorrow, and if you have it, give the medicine to the other one and get some of it." ”

Hongyan heard that Niangniang wanted to give Qianya medicine, and she was much more relieved, although it was indeed difficult for her to serve the queen tonight, but the queen treated her so kindly, how could she not reciprocate, stood up stubbornly, and finally walked in in front of Baozhen.

Baozhen was unhappy, but she was tired, so she wished she had rested earlier, and ordered the palace maid to prepare the usual things, and then led people out of the dormitory.

The door of the hall was closed, the room suddenly quieted down, and Hongyan went to extinguish the red candles one by one according to the usual rules, and when she was halfway through, the queen called her: "Hongyan, come and comb my hair." ”

Hongyan hurriedly limped into the door, but saw another stool placed in front of the dressing table, and the queen pointed and said, "Sit down and comb my hair, you stand and sway, don't pull my hair." ”

"Yes, yes......" Hongyan knew that Niangniang was kind and kind, but it was really strange tonight.

In the quiet palace, the queen could only hear the delicate sound of the ivory comb cutting through the green silk, looked at the pious and focused red face in the mirror, and said: "Since you came to comb my hair, my hair is more black and plump than before, no wonder Baozhen highly recommends you." ”

Hongyan served more carefully, and responded softly: "The slave and maid are not doing well, it is the mother who is tolerant." ”

I thought that the topic would stop here, or talk about the way to maintain green silk, but the queen didn't have a head and no brain: "Concubine Jia gave birth, she gave birth to a little brother." ”

Hongyan was stunned, looked up at the queen in the mirror, and saw that tears kept falling from her eyes, but she couldn't hear the slightest choking in her tone, she seemed to say very calmly: "I know, the queen mother is very happy, I know, the emperor is also very happy." But they have to hide in front of me, and they are like this, and I feel even more like a burden. ”

Hongyan held the hand of the comb and trembled uncontrollably, in fact, in the past three months, she had seen the queen's tears countless times, even Aunt Baozhen might not be able to see it, she knew that the queen had never walked out of grief.

"Niangniang...... Hongyan withdrew her hand, for fear that her trembling hand would hurt the queen's hair, and lowered her head, but said, "There is one thing, the slave maid wants to tell you." ”