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The northern tour lasted more than a month, and finally came to a successful conclusion, and Kangxi and his group embarked on the return journey.

Yan Ying returned to the palace, after dressing and changing, she saw Mo'er knelt on the ground with a thud: "Master, it's because the servants are not doing enough to keep an eye on her. Elder Brother Twelve has a sudden fever, and the imperial doctor prescribed two pills but it didn't heal."

"what--"

Yan Ying immediately changed her clothes and went straight to the Palace of Compassion.

In the side hall, Twelve was lying on a wooden bed, covered with a thick quilt, his little face was flushed with heat, he was breathing heavily, he was still coughing, and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

His son was fine when he left, why did he get sick, but Yan Ying was so distressed, she lifted the quilt, only to find that Twelve's body was hot, and her fingers automatically input wood-type abilities, pure vitality soothed the child. Sickness: "Bring me wine"

When Mo'er heard the order, she came over with the flagon. She didn't know what the master was going to do, but she knew that everything the master did was for the good of Twelve Elder Brothers.

"Master, the wine is here"

Yan Ying took a cotton swab and wiped it continuously on Twelve's elbows, armpits and other places, and the wood-type abilities were also continuously input.

It wasn't until night that the fever on Twelve's body slowly faded away, and when Elder Twelve stabilized, Yan Ying looked at Mo'er: "Why is Elder Twelve sick?"

Mo'er said: "Master sent Twelve Elder Brothers to the Palace of Compassion, Concubine Tong and other concubines came to greet the Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager let Twelfth Elder Brothers play in the palace, after Tong Guifei left, ten The second elder brother was probably tired, so the servant let him sleep for a while, but I didn't expect to get sick after sleeping."

"The empress dowager called the imperial doctor for a diagnosis. She said it was a febrile illness. She prescribed two patches of medicine. After taking it, it was on and off, with good times and bad times. The slaves were worried, so they kept guarding the twelve elder brothers."

"The imperial doctor said that there is a folk prescription. When people outside the palace get typhoid fever, they wrap them in quilts. When they get hot, they will sweat a layer of sweat and the fever will pass. The slaves want to try it, but the twelfth elder brother... If you cover it with a quilt, you will not be able to breathe, and the servants dare not use this method."

Yan Ying knew that people with typhoid fever could really use this method, and the condition would get better sooner, but what happened to her son who couldn't breathe, looked around the room, although it was closed, there were gaps, so there would be no gaps. Oxygen status.

After a while, Yan Ying walked over to Brother Twelve's little bed, picked up the thick little quilt, and tore it apart fiercely, only to see powdery things mixed with cotton wool falling on the bed.

"What is this?" Bai Wei touched it with her hand, and her face changed drastically: "Master, this is a reed flower. Although the shape is very similar to cotton wool, the powder of the reed flower is easy to stick to the breathing port after smelling it for a long time, and this Although this kind of thing looks thick, it doesn’t keep warm at all.”

"Where did this quilt come from?" Bai Wei asked Mo'er, who was kneeling.

Mo'er: "This servant has come to see Twelfth Elder Brother at the Palace of Compassion, and this quilt has already covered Twelfth Elder Brother."

Qin Nanny at the side said: "Everything here was bought by Aunt Su Mo. We took it apart and looked at it once, but we didn't expect that there was a shallow layer of cotton wool on the outside, but the inside was reed, which was taken care of by the old slave." Ineffective, I have harmed Elder Brother Twelve, I beg the master to punish me."

"Bai Wei, Mo'er, the two of you will investigate from now on. I must find out who wants my son's life." The murderous look flashed in Yan Ying's eyes.

"Yes..." Bai Wei hated it, someone who was so cute as Xiao Shishi was cruel, and these women in the harem were really not good people.

"Nuo" Mo'er lowered her head, and secretly swore that she would take the crime and do meritorious service, find the murderer behind the scenes, and avenge the twelve elder brothers.

What happened in the Compassion Palace could not be hidden from the Empress Dowager and Kangxi.

Xiao Zhuang sat on the chair and looked at the idle clouds and flowers outside, and suddenly sighed: "Is the Ai family getting old?"

Su Mo'er also had wrinkles at the corners of her eyes: "There are really immortals in this world, so they won't be monsters anymore."

Xiaozhuang smiled: "Since Concubine Yan wants justice, then give it to her. Brother Jiu is a good boy, and Little Twelve is also well-behaved. The Ai family has treated them too much in the past few years, causing them to stretch out their hands. Arrived at Aijia Palace"

Su Mo'er sighed and said, "I can't blame you, it's just that some people have big hearts."

After Kangxi got the news, he threw the teacup in his hand angrily: "How long has the harem been stable, and it's starting to plot against the emperor's heir again. Is it because I haven't given enough orders all these years?"

Yan Ying is investigating, the Empress Dowager is investigating, and Kangxi is also investigating. No one has ever been able to hide under the noses of the Empress Dowager and Kangxi.

Being given way by Kangxi and the Empress Dowager, Bai Wei quickly found out that it was Yuan Guiren from Chengxiang Palace.

Yan Ying arranged Xiao Shier properly, and the ninja burst into anger, and came to the door aggressively.

The vermilion door was kicked open, and the sound of a pipa was vaguely heard inside.

A woman with crimson pearl color stood at the door, and she was not surprised when she saw Yan Ying: "You're here!"

Yan Ying asked, "I have no grievances with you, why did you harm my son?"

Yuan Guiren lowered his head and stroked the pipa. Her voice was thin and thin, like that of a Huadan drama, and she panicked when she heard it: "You and I have no grievances, but your child was born with my child. If he gets well, my child will be fine, if he is not good, my child will be fine.”

"I asked someone to go to Qintian to monitor it. Your child's birthday is incompatible with mine." As he spoke, he rushed over madly, and his slender nails were about to scratch Yan Ying's face: "I His child was killed by him."

Yuan Guiren's expression was crazy, his hands kept scratching, his whole body was crazy, and his tone was full of unwillingness and hysteria: "Why is your nemesis alive when my child dies? He should go to the hell to give my child life for a life!"

Just because of such an unfounded reason, her little twelfth came close to being murdered, Yan Ying cursed inwardly: feudal superstition kills people.

Yan Ying kicked the crazy Yuan Guiren to the ground, and said with a sneer: "My son will live a good life, he will grow up healthy, marry a wife and have children, and live a long life. On the contrary, it is you who careless Carelessly not taking good care of my son, but blaming my son for everything, and going to hell, tell me, will your son forgive you?"

You want to find a reason to ease the pain of your loss, but why take the life of someone else's child.

Yan Ying picked up the pillow full of reed flowers, pressed it firmly on Yuan Guiren's face, looked at her dying struggle and said, "Yuan Guiren, you think I'm here to tell you these things, you're wrong , I’m here to send you on your way!”

Bengong will not let anyone who harmed my child be spared!