Xianyue pinched Yonglian's chubby cheeks and said, "You are always so naughty. Fortunately, Kaixin won't catch you. Otherwise, if you bully it like this, your little face will definitely be stained."
Upon hearing this, Yonglian said proudly: "Xinxin and I are good friends, and he won't catch me. Last time I told my eldest brother about it, I don't know how envious he is. He also wants to raise a cat, but unfortunately Zhe
The concubine refused to let me go. I heard that
The cage and grasshopper given to him by his second aunt were also put away by Concubine Zhe, and he was not allowed to play with them." After that, he hesitated and said: "Auntie, can I let my eldest brother come here to play with me next time? He really wants to
It’s fun to see it!”
Xianyue's eyes flashed, she knelt down and patted the cat hair on Yong Lian's body, and said: "Of course there is no problem here in this palace, but Concubine Zhe doesn't like the eldest brother to waste time on playing. If Concubine Zhe knows that he
If he comes here to play, he will definitely be punished. By doing this, aren’t you hurting my eldest brother?"
Yong Lian blinked his black and white eyes and said, "As long as I don't say it, my eldest brother doesn't say it, and my aunt doesn't say it, Concubine Zhe won't know about it."
Xianyue smiled and said: "Silly boy, you can hide it for a while, but you can't hide it for a lifetime. Concubine Zhe will know sooner or later."
"Oh." Yonglian nodded in agreement, but his expression was still a little gloomy. Seeing this, Xianyue said: "Don't be upset. Later, my aunt will draw a picture of Kaixin. Can you take it to show to the eldest brother?"
Yonglian opened his eyes curiously, "Can auntie know how to draw?"
"Although my paintings are not worthy of any elegance, they are still eye-catching. How about it? Do you want it?" As soon as Xianyue finished speaking, Yonglian said urgently: "Yes, I want it. Auntie, please give it to me quickly."
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"How can I draw when you are so noisy? Now, go and wash your hands quickly. Zhichun, go and get the pen and ink." After that, he warned Yonglian not to bully Kaixin anymore.
Yong Lian was anxious to see Xia Yue paint, and there was no way he would not agree. After a while, he cleaned his hands. When he learned that Chun had brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he sat aside and watched Xia Yue start painting.
The sunshine in early spring was warm and shining, shining through the branches and leaves. Happy lay on the branches and closed his eyes comfortably, which also provided the best conditions for Xia Yue to paint.
Xianyue painted very quickly, and after a while, she could roughly see the outlines of the crabapple tree and Kaixin. Yonglian, who was usually lively and active, was staring at the portrait motionless this time, unwilling to even blink.
The breeze blows, and the crimson flowers blooming on the branches wash like rain. The several crabapple trees planted in the Yanxi Palace are all top-grade Xifu crabapples. When the wind blows, the fragrant floral fragrance permeates the entire Yanxi Palace.
When one of them was blown down by the wind, it happened to fall on Kaixin's ear, like a touch of rouge smeared on the black hair. Xianyue looked at it and simply drew it on the paper together. Then he carefully sketched a few strokes and put it aside.
He put down the langhao pen in his hand and said, "Okay." Seeing Yonglian still lying on the side looking blankly, he smiled and said, "What's the matter? Do you think my aunt's painting is not good?"
Yong Lian hurriedly shook his head and said: "No, my aunt's painting is very good, just like... just like the real thing."
As Yong Lian said, Xianyue's paintings are very good, as if reality is reflected in the painting, lifelike, and even the laziness of Kaixin can be felt in the painting.
Xianyue smiled and said, "Really? I haven't painted for a long time, so I'm a little rusty. Once the painting is dry, you can take it back and give it to my eldest brother tomorrow."
Yonglian nodded, then wrung his fingers and said, "Auntie, can you teach me how to draw? I want to be like you and be able to draw what I like."
Xianyue looked at him with some surprise, "You can paint if you want to, but painting requires hard work and cannot be learned overnight. When my aunt was young, she had to paint for two hours every day. Can you persist?
?If you are afraid of the hard work and want to give up halfway, it is better not to learn."
Yonglian pulled Xianyue's sleeve and said, "No, I will learn it hard. Auntie, please teach me."
While Yonglian waited anxiously, Xianyue finally nodded and said: "In that case, I'll just teach you, starting from tomorrow, but you can't let go of your homework. Auntie often takes exams and tests, you know?"
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When Yong Lian nodded, the palace attendant came in and reported that the Imperial Doctor Song was here. Upon hearing this, Yong Lian's face showed a worried look, "Auntie, your illness is not cured yet? Why does the Imperial Physician Song still come so often?"
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Xianyue stroked his head and said, "Don't worry, my aunt is fine. Doctor Song is helping my aunt to recuperate her body and make her healthier. Okay, you can go back quickly."
"Oh." Yong Lian responded as though he didn't understand. Then he carefully picked up the painting and jumped off the chair. He saluted Xiayue and said, "Yong Lian is going back first. I'll come back tomorrow to pay my respects to my aunt." Wait until Xianyue.
After nodding, he waved to Happy in the tree, and then happily left with the palace people.
After Yonglian left the palace gate, Xianyue said to the palace servants waiting at the side: "Go and invite the Song Dynasty doctor in."
Song Zihua came to the hospital, bowed his hands to Xianyue, then took out a silk handkerchief and put it on Xianyue's wrist to diagnose his pulse. After he took back his hand, Xianyue said: "Mr. Song, I have already taken the medicine as you ordered.
I have been taking medicine for several months without stopping. I wonder if my health is feeling better?"
"It's better, but as Wei Chen said before, your mother's body has been damaged for a long time, and just relying on these few months of conditioning is far from enough." Song Zihua said with some guilt, and then said: "But if your mother is suffering from the pain of taking the medicine,
, but we can stop for a while.”
"No need, I won't be able to drink even a bowl of medicine." With that said, Xianyue said again: "Mr. Song, please tell me truthfully, how long will this kind of treatment take?"
Song Zihua knew what she really wanted to ask, so he sighed in his heart and said perfunctorily: "It could be a year and a half, or it could be several years. I'm not sure."
"How many years?" Zhichun clicked his tongue and said, "Doesn't the empress have to drink medicine for several years?"
Before Song Zihua could speak, Xianyue had already said: "As long as you can get what you want, let alone a few years, I will be with the medicine for the rest of my life, and I will be happy with it."
Looking at the determination in Xianyue's eyes, Song Zihua didn't know what to say for a moment. He knew in his heart that no matter how much or what kind of medicine Xianyue took, the possibility of conceiving a child was very slim, but he couldn't say these words.
He said that he could only feel pity for her in his heart, and said cryptically: "Weichen will do his best, but Weichen also wants to remind the empress that it is useless to be anxious about some things. You should relax your mind and let nature take its course."
Xianyue didn't think much about it, she just thought he was trying to explain her, and said: "I know, thank you, Imperial Physician Song."