His Majesty Yongzheng still showed no signs of waking up after taking the medicine. The youngest third princess Funkri Yilha couldn't help but look at the court order: "Why doesn't Khan Ama wake up?"
The old man in the hospital laughed bitterly, "Princess, the emperor just took the medicine, how can it be effective so quickly?" - This is not some elixir! Then again, the emperor just took too much of the "elixir"
It will be so!
Shu Jin secretly glanced at the emperor's children. This little princess was probably the most filial one. Even the eldest princess Huai Ke had some complaints about the emperor's move to imprison her mother. Only
Funkri, innocent, pure and filial.
Concubine Mao looked at Shu Jin: "My dear concubine, look... should we take turns to serve the sick or -"
Shu Jin looked at the old hospital order: "Will the emperor wake up tonight?"
The orderer of the nursing home bowed and said: "Your Majesty has become ill due to overwork. In addition to taking medicine in the morning and evening, the most important thing you need is to rest."
If he can wake up, the court order will not care about him anymore. Shu Jin sighed, "I have to worry about you, the emperor. The day the emperor doesn't wake up, the palace will be worried every day."
The orders from the old home repeatedly said "yes" to the promise.
Shu Jin recited "Amitabha" and then glanced at everyone, "Concubine Xi will stay here with me in the first half of the night, and Concubine Mao and Concubine Mi will come in the second half of the night."
Concubine Xi, who had always lowered her eyebrows, couldn't help but raise her head, with a look of surprise on her face.
After all, Concubine Xi is one of the four concubines, so we can’t help but call her Shi Ji, right?
As for the princes and princesses, they just follow their respective mothers and concubines.
Shu Jin was really not used to staying up late, so she gritted her teeth and forced herself to stay up until she reached her limit. But she didn't expect Hong Zhou to be able to stay up quite well. She was still a little hesitant when she got to bed, "Eniang, go back and rest first, son, later."
"The illness is gone like a thread." Shu Jin whispered, "What's more, Sanbeile, Sibeile and the eldest princess haven't entered the palace yet."
If you want to serve a disease, there are plenty of opportunities.
Besides, it's not the time to be wary of others yet.
"Go back and rest. I'll leave this place to Concubine Mao and Concubine Mi." Shu Jin was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting.
Hong Zhou thought about it and realized that even if Concubine Mi had seven younger brothers, Concubine Mao would only have three younger sisters. This arrangement by E Niang was the most appropriate.
The next day, when the sky was cloudy, Shu Jin was shaken awake by Aunt Lan Ruo, "Mother, it's dawn, please wake up!"
From sleeping in the second half of the night until dawn, only three hours is enough. How can it be enough?
Shu Jin also knew that now was not the time to be idle and could not be lazy, so he hurriedly asked: "Is the Emperor awake?"
Aunt Lan Ruo whispered: "Not yet, but the hospital order took my pulse again and said that there are signs of waking up."
You have to go quickly. Shu Jin hurriedly called for breakfast and asked: "Can the other princes and princesses enter the palace?"
Aunt Lan Ruo replied: "The eldest princess is very close, so it's almost time to enter the garden. The three and four beile will not be able to arrive until noon at the earliest."
Shu Jin felt a little relieved. When she saw the breakfast was served, she was already hungry and didn't care to chew carefully. While eating, she had to ask if the harem was peaceful.
"Fortunately, Fujin is familiar with things in the Sixth Palace, and the other concubines are living well." Aunt Lan Ruo replied quickly.
It was a wise decision to cultivate Chang Li early! Shu Jin applauded his wisdom.
Shu Jin said again: "I asked all the nobles to be here at all times and promise to copy Buddhist scriptures behind closed doors so that they can pray for the emperor." - Anyway, they should all be detained first, so that they can be controlled easily.
"Yes, I have remembered it!"
After finishing the bowl of milk and bird's nest, Shu Jin was already eighty-nine percent full, so she put down the bowl and chopsticks. Listening to the sound of the wind and snow outside, she chose a lake blue satin silver fox cloak and put it on.
With a warm hand stove, he rushed to the imperial court to attend to his illness.
It snowed today. Although it was just light snow particles, it was still very cold with the strong north wind.
However, the emperor's Jiuzhou Qingyan burned the earth dragon, and the charcoal basin was doubled compared to previous years, so the palace was as warm as spring. As soon as he entered the palace, the snow particles stained on the silver fox's wind hair instantly turned into small water droplets,
Shu Jin hurriedly took off his cloak and handed it to the palace maid Shu Xiang.
In the middle of the night, Concubine Mao's mother and daughter and Concubine Mi's mother and son, who were waiting for the sick, came out and knelt down to say hello.
Shu Jin hurriedly helped Concubine Mi and Concubine Mao up with his own hands, and said softly: "You worked hard last night. Is the Emperor awake?"
Concubine Mao shook her head and whispered: "But the imperial doctor said that the pulse is better, and I think she is about to wake up."
Shu Jin thought for a while, then glanced at the third princess who had a tired face, and said: "In that case, let's wait a moment. When the emperor wakes up, you can say hello and then go back and have a rest."
Such hard work must be seen by the emperor with his own eyes.
Concubine Mao and Concubine Mi knew this very well, but the third princess was young and naive, and could only keep her spirits up because she was full of admiration.
While they were talking, the eldest princess, wearing a fox fur, entered the palace to attend to the illness, just in time to catch up with the emperor's faint awakening.
There was a warm atmosphere in Qingyan's dormitory in Jiuzhou. Yongzheng opened his sleepy eyes and saw a room full of concubines and children, headed by the noble concubine Geng, Concubine Mao, Concubine Mi, and Concubine Xi, all of whom were in the same mood.
In a state of intense concern, Hong Zhou, Hong Shi, and Hong Xin stood on one side with such humility, Shu Yierha and Feng Keli Yierha both had red eyes.
As the highest-status family member present, Shu Jin immediately said with excitement: "The emperor is finally awake! I, my concubine, and the others are really frightened!"
As soon as the words came out, everyone shed tears and sighed. It was like a harmonious family.
Even though Yongzheng knew that it was impossible for everyone to care sincerely, at this moment of physical weakness, his heart felt a little softer. "How long...how long have I been sleeping?"
Shu Jin had already estimated it a long time ago, so he immediately replied: "It's been seven or eight hours!"
With that said, Shu Jin wiped the corners of his eyes and hissed - Damn Lu Xue, there are too many ingredients!
In an instant, tears burst into tears.
The other concubines were also in tears. Although the eldest princess and several princes did not cry profusely, their eyes were red and shed with tears.
Infected by such an atmosphere, the little princess Funkri Yilha also started to sob, "Khan Ama, you scared my daughter to death! Wuwuwu——"
Shu Jin secretly thought that at this moment, the only ones who were really crying were probably the emperor's daughters.
The sixth prince, Hong, had been raised under the concubine's knees since he was a child and had been ignored by the emperor. What's more, her biological mother was imprisoned by the emperor until her death. Concubine Xuan had always been resentful. How could the sixth prince not have troubles?
As for the Seventh Prince Hongxin, he had not been favored by the Emperor's father since he was a child. He finally found a girl he liked, but the Emperor refused to marry her. At this moment, the Seventh Prince felt more resentful in his heart.
As for Hong Zhou, there is no need to say more. If you are a grandson every day, how can you have any filial piety?!
As for these four old concubines, one by one, they all hope that Yong Zheng will die soon.
There were sobs in the hall, and Yong Zheng, who had just softened his heart, couldn't help but frown, these women just know how to cry! It's so annoying!
At this moment, a cry came from outside, "Khan Ama, my son's arrival is late!"
