After eating the hot porridge, Ji Ling felt much better.
At night, she and Fourth Master lay down side by side. Yinzhen tucked her in, touched the back of her head and said, "It's still hot."
Ji Ling snorted and squinted her eyes to listen to the sound of rain outside the window. She thought that she could not infect Yinzhen, so she turned over and fell asleep on her side with her face facing the bed. However, Yinzhen hugged her back and did not
He gently lifted her ears.
Ji Ling:……
In the next few days, under Yinzhen's high pressure, Ji Ling almost vomited from drinking medicine. Tiandi Family Spring is very close to Jiuzhou Qingyan Palace, so it is convenient for the imperial doctors to go back and forth. It is often the doctor who has just been invited here.
After the pulse was detected, the imperial physician turned around and went to Yinzhen to report the pulse report.
Fortunately, Ji Ling's severe cold came and went quickly. After four or five days, she no longer had a headache, a stuffy nose, or a runny nose. However, her voice was still a little hoarse when she spoke, after all, she had tonsils.
inflamed.
The third princess knew that E Niang fell ill because she was making noises about going on a cruise. She has been much better behaved in the past few days. In addition to staying in the spring of Tiandi Family, the other children did not clamor to go out.
.
She stopped running around, and Nanny Chen and the other servants who were responsible for taking care of the princess immediately felt much more relaxed. They only had to serve the princess with delicious food and drinks every day, and someone would be watching whatever the princess did.
There are many sick concubines in the Forbidden City. There used to be an old saying in the Forbidden City: ten palace ladies nine diseases, which means that the palace ladies in the Forbidden City not only have to bear a lot of work, but also have to take care of their master's mood.
If something goes wrong, the master will scold him. If a person carefully suppresses himself all day long, naturally over time, the blood will be suppressed in the heart, and the body will become weak.
The concubines were not much better.
Although they are masters and do not have to work like slaves, the pressure of competing for favors, having children, and not being willing to be compared with others still hangs over their heads every day.
Not a few.
But when the concubines are sick, no one will pay attention unless they are sick to the point of death. Even if the low-ranking concubines who are not favored die of illness, it is just the queen reporting to the emperor what level of burial should be carried out.
It's just a matter of etiquette.
Like Concubine Chen, she occasionally felt cold, so the emperor went to the Tiandi family for five days in a row, which was almost unprecedented.
Everyone in the harem began to talk privately: They said that the Ji family was blessed with the title "Chen", and that they really were "loved by three thousand people" like Hai Lanzhu back then.
Some claims are even more exaggerated and even evil, saying that Concubine Chen is actually the reincarnation of Hai Lanzhu back then, specifically to charm the emperor. Now I don’t know what tricks were used to coax the emperor to the point where he can’t leave her even half a step away.
I have to take it with me wherever I go. He also said that Sixth Prince is so grand in the study room now, with so many Manchu and Han masters just surrounding him.
Ji Ling: ...There are only a few children in the palace. The fourth elder brother and the fifth elder brother have reached the age of becoming a minister, leaving Hongxin alone. Naturally, all educational resources surround Hongxin. This has
What's so surprising?
When Yinzhen came over in the evening, she told him directly. Yinzhen listened and said: "The queen can't suppress her now. Look, those who can't keep their mouths busy should be beaten and punished.
There’s no need to look forward or backward.”
Ji Ling stood up refreshed and served Yinzhen some food.
Yinzhen held her wrist and pressed it down, motioning her to sit down: "Why are you here again? This is all a slave's job, don't wrong yourself."
He paused and patted her hand: "I can't bear to see Lingling being wronged."
Yinzhen has been talking about love every now and then, and he can pick it up at his fingertips. But when Ji Ling heard what he said, she still couldn't help but blush. She turned around and saw the third princess holding a bowl and lying on the table, not eating anymore.
, looking at them with open eyes and smiling, listening attentively to Huang Ama's speech.
"The child is still here!" Ji Ling whispered, just about to take his hand out.
Instead, Yinzhen held her hand harder and didn't let her pull it out. Ji Ling reached out and tickled Yinzhen's sleeve. As expected, he laughed and retracted his hand.
For dinner today, Ji Ling asked Xiao Dazi to make spicy and sour beef rice noodles, with two poached eggs in a bowl. The simplest ingredients, sprinkled with peanuts and coriander, sour and spicy, just smell it and it will make you want it.
Drooling.
She now feels that the more heavy-tasting the dishes are, the less likely they are to have too many ingredients and be too complicated.
Ingredients that are too complex are like assorted dishes. They have a little bit of everything and resemble nothing. Instead, they dilute the original most attractive taste.
After finishing the spicy and sour beef rice noodles beautifully, Ji Lingla's nose was dripping with mucus. Yinzhen looked at it, smiled and shook his head, raised his hand and asked someone to pass her a handkerchief to wipe it.
Several people returned to Nuange. Yinzhen rarely read the book and took out a book to read, smiling while reading.
Ji Ling thought it was some nice idle book, so she lay on his back and leaned over to read it. Yinzhen held her hand, turned the cover over and gave her a look, and saw the three words on it - "Yue Xin Ji".
It turns out that this is the fourth master who compiled his favorite poems and essays into a collection.
Yinzhen turned his head, gently rubbed his cheek with Ji Ling, and then said: "Lingling, this book is good, you can also read it. I put it here for you. It is calm and suitable, and it makes people feel happy when reading it."
Ji Ling raised his hand and turned over a page. After reading it carefully, he felt that it was full of flavor. On that page, there were "Believe that everything in life is an illusion, and there is no place where I am not free.", and "Let's just write a poem."
The poem is clear and the day is eternal, walking leisurely with the white crane beside the willow."
She was about to speak when she suddenly heard the three princesses behind her standing in front of the window with their arms akimbo, their backs to her and Yinzhen, swaying from side to side, and humming intoxicatedly: "If you want to practice peerless martial arts, you have to endure ordinary people."
Unbearable pain..."
Yinzhen looked stunned.
The third princess sang very passionately.
In her thinking habit: As long as Huang Ama and Er Niang are together, their eyes will immediately be fixed on each other, and they will not be able to see anyone or anything next to them.
She was completely unaware that Huang Ama was paying attention to her, and continued with her eyes closed: "No matter it is hot summer or cold winter, I yearn for the sky outside the mountain gate. My person who is still waiting for me to come down the mountain in the south is called Xiaoluo~~!
"
Ji Ling covered her face: Stop... stop singing!
Yinzhen looked up at Ji Ling and said after a while: "This melody is good. Did you write the lyrics?"
Ji Ling chuckled.
You can’t tell Si Ye that this is a song from 2019!
Yinzhen looked her up and down and thought she acquiesced, nodded and said: "Although Ci'er is a little more informal, it's quite reasonable: if you want to practice peerless martial arts, you have to endure things that are unbearable for ordinary people.
Pain—that’s probably the case with everything in the world.”
Ji Ling: Pfft! I’m going to kneel down to Fourth Master!
Yinzhen looked down at Yue Xinji for a while, then suddenly raised his head again and tortured Ji Ling's soul: "Who is Xiaoluo?"
Ji Ling: Before I traveled back in time, when I listened to this song, I also wanted to know this question!
