Ling Ruo felt as if all the blood in her body had been drained. She kept shivering from the cold and murmured: "Is it the end? Is it really the end?"
Hongli endured the pain in his heart, shook his head and said: "No, there must be a way. I... I will post the imperial list now, there must be a way to save Emperor Ama!" As early as half a year ago, Yinzhen said
Hongli was ordered to supervise the country and handle all the affairs of the court.
"I'll go with Fourth Brother." Hong Zhou followed Hong Li and hurried out of the Yangxin Hall. It looked more like he was on the run...
After arriving at the south study room, Hongli ordered Xiao Zhengzi to find paper and pen immediately and write the emperor's list himself. However, as soon as he wrote a few words, the paper was wet with tears. He changed it countless times and it still remained the same.
Little Zhengzi saw that this was wrong and whispered: "Master, why don't you take a rest first?"
"Huang Ama looks like this, how can I take a break!" Hongli scolded Xiao Zhengzi, but more and more tears fell. By the time he got there, he couldn't even hold the pen, and the tip of the pen fell on the wet surface.
On the paper, the ink color slowly melted on the paper, ruining a piece of fine Chengxintang paper.
Hong Li didn't care about this at all. He just covered his face with force, and suppressed cries leaked out from his fingers. Hong Zhou was not much better than him. After wiping the tears on his face, he choked and said: "Fourth brother
, don’t be like this, although Dr. Xu
He has excellent medical skills, but he may not be the most powerful doctor in our Qing Dynasty. After the imperial list is posted, maybe we will find a better doctor, and Huang Ama will be saved by then. We must not give up hope until the last moment.
"
Hong Zhou's words made Hong Li calm down a little. He wiped his face vigorously and said with red eyes: "Yes, you are right. You must not give up until the last moment. Huang Ama did what he did for the Qing Dynasty.
With so many things going on, I don’t believe that God would be so cruel and take away his life so early! Little Zhengzi, lay out the paper again!”
"Hey!" Xiao Zhengzi endured the sadness in his heart, laid out the paper again, and handed the pen dipped in ink to Hongli. This time, Hongli resisted the sourness in his eyes. After writing the imperial list, he took
He went to Yangxin Palace to get his seal stamped, and then ordered Xiao Zhengzi to send it to the Ministry of Rites to announce it to the world.
After they left, the imperial doctor also withdrew from the Yangxin Hall. Although Rong Yuan prescribed the prescription, he also told Ling Ruo that the medicine on it could only help Yinzhen delay for a few more days at most, and the more he used it,
Later, the effect will be smaller, even if you increase the portion, it will be useless.
Ling Ruo put the cooked medicine in a cup with hot water, and asked the palace attendants to always pay attention to the temperature of the water. If it got cold, they would replace it with a new one immediately. And she herself stayed by Yinzhen's bed.
They stayed there all night and refused to leave no matter how much Shuixiu and Yang Hai tried to persuade them.
In this way, it was not until the next day that Yinzhen opened his eyes. Ling Ruo quickly ordered someone to bring the medicine, fed Yinzhen to drink it himself, and then said: "Your Majesty, how do you feel? Is there anything wrong with you?"
"It's nothing, it's just that my chest is tight, cough!" As he said it, Yinzhen suddenly coughed, and when he coughed to the back, his throat itched, and he spit out all the medicine he had just drank, and there was still something in the dark brown medicine.
With a hint of scarlet.
Ling Ruo's eyes were slightly red, and he ordered the palace servants to fry another bowl of medicine immediately, and then pretended to be relaxed and said: "This time, the emperor must drink the medicine carefully and don't cough it out again."
Yinzhen didn't speak, just stared at her and said, "Ruo'er, even if I'm gone, you still have to live well, you know?"
Ling Ruo tried her best to hold back the tears in her eyes and said: "Why did the emperor suddenly say such unlucky words? Doctor Xu once said that you are only ill temporarily and you will be fine after a few days of rest."
"Don't lie to me anymore. I know very well what my body has become. Ruo'er, the Qing Dynasty no longer needs me to worry about it. Over the past half decade, Hongli has also done a good job. I believe he will be
A very good monarch; the only thing I am worried about now is you."
Ling Ruo was silent for a long time, then chuckled with tears in her eyes: "The emperor does not need to worry about me, because I will fulfill my promise. Wherever the emperor goes, I will go, and I will always hold the emperor's hand."
"But that's not what I want. I want you to live well. And if you leave, what will happen to Hongli and Jiarou? Do you have the heart to leave them behind?"
Ling Ruo choked up and said: "What about the emperor? Does the emperor have the heart to leave my mother and son behind? When Sister Yun passed away, you said that you would stay with me and not leave me alone. How could you be so quick?
Just forget it?”
Yinzhen raised his hand to stroke away the tears that rolled down Ling Ruo's face inadvertently, and said in a painful voice: "I haven't forgotten it, but God doesn't want to give me any more time. I'm sorry, Ruo'er, forgive me."
Ling Ruo shook her head desperately, suppressing the choked sobs for a long time, and all escaped at this moment, "I will not forgive you, I will never forgive you in this life, so no matter where the emperor goes, I will follow you closely and not let you have a chance.
Leave me behind."
"Ruo'er, don't be like this. I can't bear to let you go. In fact, I'm very satisfied to have been my husband and wife with you for thirty-two years. Now I only complain that I didn't cherish and trust you properly at the beginning, which caused you a lot of pain."
Yinzhen took a breath and said: "Although I was born in the Tian family, I never feel that I am very lucky. I have been separated from my biological mother since I was a child. I am filial piety."
After Queen Yiren left, although I returned to the birthplace of Huang'e Niang, Huang'e Niang paid little attention to me because she was busy taking care of her fourteenth younger brother. When I grew up, I had to face the plots of my brothers from time to time, even if I did something later.
After the death of the emperor, there is still no peace. Lao Ba and Hong Shi are all eyeing the throne and trying their best to drive me away, cough... cough cough..."
Seeing that he was coughing again, Ling Ruo said quickly: "Your Majesty just woke up, you should rest more and stop talking about these things. When you get better, I will listen to you every day."
"I'm afraid if I don't say it now, I won't have a chance in the future. Besides, it's just a few words, it's nothing serious." After comforting Ling Ruo, Yinzhen said: "The world always says that Tianjia is good, but they don't know that Tianjia is
The cruelest battle in the world is where anyone will do anything for power. If I could choose by myself, I would never choose to be born in heaven. However, this life is an exception."
"Why?" Ling Ruo has always known that although Yinzhen is the most suitable person to be the emperor, he is not really attached to the throne in his heart. Everything he has done in the past thirteen years is just because of his love for Emperor Kangxi.
Promise, because this is the country built by the ancestors of the Aixinjueluo family, and there is no room for failure.
"Because if I hadn't been reborn in the royal family, I wouldn't have been able to meet you and grow old with you. That would definitely be the biggest regret in my life."
Ling Ruo smiled slightly and said: "If the emperor has never met my concubine and doesn't even know who she is, then there will be no regrets."