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Chapter 1397 Grief

Seeing Xianyue like this, Mrs. Hu sighed secretly, hoping that God would not be so cruel, otherwise... Xianyue, who had already lost a son and a daughter, might not be able to support herself any longer. Xianyue became depressed because of Yongjing's death that year.

The situation of the disease is still vivid in my mind.

She knows very well that for Xianyue, the meaning of her life lies in Hongli and Yongzhen. If she loses one of them, her life will be like a broken mirror, falling apart and no longer existing; just like

She still often thinks of Yong Yue and his voice and smile.

Because smallpox is contagious, naturally all those who came from well-known official families had been vaccinated against pox, but this was not necessarily the case for palace people. Xianyue selected a few people who had been vaccinated against pox to be responsible for serving Yong Cang. Regarding the transfer of those original people, he only said:

It was necessary to redeploy manpower everywhere, but Yong Cang never had any doubts and settled down in the house to recuperate.

After getting out of Kunning Palace, Xia Qing couldn't help the grief in her heart and sobbed softly. She had watched Yongxing grow up, and now he suddenly talked about smallpox. She... really couldn't accept it!

Mrs. Hu sighed, stroked her shoulder and said, "It will be fine, I will get through it."

Xia Qing choked up and said: "That's what I said, but my sister and I both know how to be so light. It's lucky that two out of ten survived smallpox. I remember that the seventh brother also survived smallpox.

.Right now...the most sad thing is the Queen. I don’t know if she can endure it. I’m really worried.”

"It's useless to worry anymore. We can only depend on God's will." Hu said quietly: "Although we are hiding the truth from the twelfth brother now, once all the smallpox symptoms break out, there will be no way to hide it."

Xia Qing wiped her tears and said: "It's good to keep it secret for one more day, but it's just a pain for the Queen." As she said that, she said bitterly: "I don't know if God is blind. The Wei family has done so many evil things.

There is no retribution at all, but it is really unreasonable that the empress should suffer such a disaster."

What she said made Mrs. Hu's heart stir. She looked around and whispered: "Brother Twelve suddenly got smallpox without any problems. It's really strange. I'm wondering if someone is doing it secretly?"

"Who would be so bold and harm..." Halfway through her words, she seemed to understand something and said, "Sister, are you talking about the Wei family?"

"You know the feud between her and us best. She must want to get rid of the twelfth brother in her heart. The reason for the peace in these ten years is that she has never found an opportunity. This time...

Maybe this is the opportunity she has been waiting for!"

Xia Qing gritted her teeth and said: "If the twelfth elder brother is really guilty of something, I will tear her alive!"

"If it is really her, there must be clues to be found. Now that the Queen has no time to be distracted, it is up to us to try to track it down." Xia Qing nodded and followed Hu to Changchun Palace to discuss it in detail.

At noon, Hongli received the news and rushed there without even having time for lunch. When he arrived at Yongcun's residence, he saw the latter half lying on the bed, Xianyue talking to him.

Yongzhen was very happy to see Hongli coming and was about to get off the ground. Hongli stepped forward and held his shoulders and said, "Lie down. How about it? Do you feel better?"

Yongxun raised his face and said with a smile: "My son feels much better after taking the medicine. I believe he will get better soon. Huang's mother said that it is just a minor illness due to wind and cold. Huang Ama does not need to worry about my son. If nothing happens,

, Erchen wants to go to class tomorrow, Erchen promised that Taifu will submit a policy paper, and tomorrow is the deadline."

Before Hongli could say anything, Xianyue refused without any doubt: "No, you are not allowed to go anywhere until you recover."

Her overly intense reaction caused some doubts to appear in Yong Cang's eyes. After a while, he tentatively said: "Empress, is it not the ordinary cold that I am suffering from?"

Hongli glanced at Xianyue quickly and said with a smile: "The imperial doctor Zhou said it was just a minor symptom of wind and cold. Don't you even believe what the imperial doctor said?"

"That's not what I meant, it's just..." In fact, Yongxu had always had doubts in his heart. If he only suffered from wind and cold, why would so many imperial doctors come to diagnose him one after another.

Hongli took the words and said: "Although it's just a minor illness, you can't be careless. As everyone knows, many serious illnesses are caused by minor illnesses. Just listen to your empress and have a good rest. As for the Taifu, he knows you are sick and will definitely not care.

I'll blame you."

Yongxun glanced at Hongli and Xianyue, bit his pale lips and said obediently: "Yes, I would like to abide by the illness of Emperor Ama and Emperor Aniang."

The more obedient he was, the more painful Hongli's heart was. In the end... what had he done wrong? God wanted to take away the son he had high hopes for again and again. This was the case for Yong Lian, and this was the case for Yong Xin?

Hong Li suppressed the grief in his heart and forced out a smile, "He Kun sent me some books about mountains and seas the day before yesterday. I know you like to read them, so I will send them to you later to relieve your boredom."

Hearing this, Yong Cang showed a hint of joy and said quickly: "Thank you, Emperor Ama."

After saying a few more words, Hongli and Xianyue walked out together and returned to the main hall all the way. Xianyue didn't say a word. Hongli sighed deeply and stroked her black hair tied into a bun.

He said softly: "You didn't tell him about Yongxing's condition, did you?"

"I don't want Yong Cang to feel sad because he knows about his illness." At this point, she suddenly raised her head, stared at Hong Li and said, "Yong Cang will be fine, right?"

Hongli nodded and said in a hoarse voice: "Yongxing is our child. With the blessing of heaven and earth, he will definitely turn misfortune into good fortune and turn disaster into good fortune."

Xianyue looked at him silently for a long time, tears appeared in her eyes that were always as soft as autumn water, and she said with a trembling voice: "During Changle, the emperor also said so, and Yongjing, my concubine... only

Yong Cun is left, nothing can happen to him, absolutely not!"

The sorrow and despair in Xianyue's words made Hongli heartbroken. He hurriedly stepped forward to hug her, trying to warm her with his own body temperature. Little did he know that he himself was also terrifyingly cold. "I know, don't worry, the imperial doctor will definitely save her."

Yong Cun, he will definitely survive this calamity safely. Besides, even if..." He said with difficulty: "Even if something happens to Yong Cang, you still have me, and I will always be by your side and never leave you.

"

Xianyue didn't speak, she just kept crying. For a long time, she clutched Hongli's lapel and choked with sobs: "I just want my child to be safe and grow up healthily. Why is it so difficult? Changle is gone, Yongjing is gone

, and now even Yong Cang..." At this point, she was already bursting into tears.

Looking at the grief-stricken Xia Yue, a stern look flashed across Hongli's eyes, he patted her back and said word by word: "I promise you, no matter what the price, I will save Yong Cang, and I will never

I will let him leave you, I swear!"

Xianyue, who was in the midst of grief and crying, did not notice Hongli's abnormality. She just nodded repeatedly and murmured the same words, "It's okay, it will be okay..."


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