In the Chengqian Palace, Ji Ling stared blankly at a newly delivered ivory carved basket from the Yangxin Palace.
It's said to be a flower basket, but that's not quite the case.
This is actually an auspicious crown frame with cross beams on it, about two feet and two inches in diameter. It has hardwood in the front and a painting in the back. There is also a semicircular glass window with the painting "Joy every day"
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The most ingenious design is that in the middle of the basket, there are three deeply concave flower troughs, which are used to place flowers. The natural fragrance of flowers and plants can be used to diffuse the imperial concubine's auspicious crown. On the lower right side of the basket, there is also a carved
"Chen Guifei" is three small words.
This is another reward sent from the Yangxin Palace.
In addition, there is a set of combs made of ivory, beautifully carved and inlaid with jewels. They are divided into old and different styles according to the size, which is convenient for combing your hair.
But Ji Ling felt after looking at it - with so many jewels inlaid on it, I'm afraid that when I comb my hair, my hair will be caught many times...
This kind of comb is still an ornamental item and is not practical.
But whether it's practical or not, it's still how the Fourth Master treats her.
She happily put it away.
When facing these works of art, Yong Zheng actually has a very delicate eye. Whether it is workmanship, texture, style, or color, his aesthetics tends to be elegant and elegant, and he likes to focus on details.
Sometimes, even the craftsmen may not notice the details, but he can give many suggestions for modification.
Ji Ling couldn't help but want to laugh when she thought of Fourth Master's stern face.
In modern terms, she had always felt that beneath Fourth Master's iceberg-like face... there might be an out-and-out girl's heart buried underneath.
In the afternoon, she had just woken up from a comfortable nap when she smelled a fruity aroma filling the Chengqian Palace - the lychee jelly that Ji Ling asked Xiao Dazi to make, which was similar to yogurt and fruit, fresh and sweet.
The pulp is buried in the snow-white yogurt. The lychee flesh is white and the yogurt is the same color. At a glance, it looks like many small snowballs buried in the snow.
Throughout the Chengqian Palace, as the sixth elder brother recovered from his injury and returned to his place, everything gradually got back on track, and the original relaxed and comfortable atmosphere gradually returned.
Ji Ling changed her clothes and came out, took some lychee jelly and started eating. After just a few bites, the third princess rushed in with Qilin in her arms, like a gust of wind.
Ji Ling was startled and asked her: "Fengfenghuohuo, what's going on?"
The third princess was so anxious that she stretched out her hand to hold the Qilin in her arms and showed it to her. There was already a cry in her voice: "Mother, what's wrong with the Qilin?"
Ji Ling glanced at Qilin and immediately felt something was wrong. He held it in his arms and touched the tip of its nose.
Qilin didn't react at all.
After a long time, it seemed to have spent a lot of effort, barely holding up its eyelids, and glanced at its owner.
After just one glance, it closed its eyes again and had no strength to open them anymore. It just put its little head in the palm of Ji Ling's hand and rubbed it comfortingly.
Ji Ling's heart sank.
She reached out and touched Qilin's body, which felt warm.
Qilin moved the tip of its nose gently, as if every breath it took took all its strength.
"Go to the Yangxin Hall and ask the person responsible for guarding the dogs to come and take a look. Hurry!" She turned around and ordered Qixi.
Qixi agreed repeatedly, went out and stood on the steps, waved her hand, and summoned a young eunuch to pass on the message.
The eunuch who was in charge of the dogs at Yangxin Palace came over soon.
After paying his respects to Concubine Chen, the eunuch came forward to look at Qilin. As he looked, his face became ugly and hesitant.
Ji Ling hugged Qilin into his arms again and asked him: "How is it?"
Since the fire broke out deep in the cave of Yuanmingyuan last time, Qilin and Xiaofenzi rushed in to save the sixth brother. The tips of the fur on half of his body were scorched, and his mouth was also burned.
Ji Ling has been using the best medicine to take good care of it.
Under careful care, Qilin gradually regained some energy and recovered his appetite.
He is old and can be considered a middle-aged dog. He has been pampered all his life and has not suffered any hardships. He can be considered a winner in dog life.
Ji Ling originally thought that after he got through this, he would gradually get better later.
Who knew that the situation would take a turn for the worse now.
The one who takes care of Qilin is still Bixue, but now she only focuses on taking care of Xiao Fenzi. When treating Qilin, she will inevitably lose sight of one thing.
Qilin suddenly lost his appetite in the past few days.
The eunuch in the royal dog room knelt down, gritted his teeth, and sighed: "Ms. Concubine Chen, this dog is frightened, and it is old. In addition, after the scene in the Old Summer Palace, although the wounds on the skin and flesh have healed, in the end,
It's still not getting better on the inside, just like everyone else... As we get older, alas! There will always be a time when we can't afford it."
The third princess is not a fool. Looking at the eunuch's face - he is an expert in raising dogs, what kind of situation has he never seen before?
He has said this, so there must be no other way.
Tears welled up in the eyes of the third princess.
She raised her hand and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and said: "Mom, Qilin has been avoiding people these days. I wanted to take it to play in the yard, but it ignored me. Does it know that it is dying?
Are you going to avoid us?"
As she spoke, she turned to look at the eunuch with a questioning tone.
The eunuch knelt down beside him and wailed: "To answer the third princess, some old dogs are very considerate and are afraid that their master will be too sad after seeing him on his deathbed, so he will hide. This situation often happens.
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The third princess did not hold back, tears welled up in her eyes.
She took Qilin over from Ji Ling's arms and pressed her face against the furry puppy's face. Tears also fell on Qilin's face. She sobbed and said: "Qilin, get well soon. Don't leave! Don't scare me.
And my mother-in-law!"
Ji Ling felt like needles were pricking her heart.
Qilin seemed to hear some movement and raised his head with difficulty. The eunuch looked like "a dead horse can only be used as a living horse doctor", then went to get the ointment, mixed the soup, and drank it for Qilin.
At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Qilin's condition took a turn for the worse, his head tilted involuntarily, and his pink little tongue kept sticking out and unable to retract.
Normally, Ji Ling would have found this look of sticking out her tongue very cute, but now, when she looked at Qilin like this, tears welled up in her eyes.
Qilin was also crying - a painful cry, and he also knew that Tang Geng was here to save the life of a puppy.
But it really couldn't swallow it and vomited it out after just a few sips.
I vomited all over Ji Ling's knees.
It looked at Ji Ling, big tears rolling down from the corners of its eyes one by one.
It stuck out its little tongue and took turns licking the backs of Ji Ling and the third princess's hands over and over again with infinite nostalgia.
Every time you lick, your strength becomes weaker.
It is reluctance, a call, and a farewell.
Ji Ling stretched out her hand to hold Qilin's little head and put it under its neck, trying to make it comfortable. She turned to the third princess and said: "Qilin is a good dog. When it rushed into the fire to save your brother,
