Yinzhen: Become the favorite of the group in the Qing Dynasty where the brothers were reborn

When Yinzhen woke up, only Yinxiang was by his side.

He was still a little groggy and weak all over. He had no intention of sitting up, so he just rolled his eyes and looked around the room.

"Cough..." After coughing uncomfortably for a few times, Yinzhen called out to Yinxiang, who was reading a book nearby, "Thirteenth brother?"

Hearing the sound, Yinxiang raised his head and saw his ninth brother who had woken up. He quickly turned over and got off the bed, ran to the bed, and stretched out his small hand to touch Yinzhen's forehead, "It's okay, the fever is gone, it's okay."

Yinxiang breathed a sigh of relief. Although he always didn't get along with his ninth brother, he was still his brother after all. He was still very worried when the disease came.

"Thirteenth brother," Yinzhen quietly watched Yinxiang's series of actions. After he withdrew his hand, he asked softly, "Why am I in Fourth Brother's room?"

His eyes were so dark that Yinxiang could not tell the emotion in them for a moment.

But his image was there, so Yinxiang did not think deeply about it, but just said unhappily: "What are you talking about? You went to bury the flowers in the middle of the night, and came to see Fourth Brother with a fever. Fourth Brother took care of you all night and didn't get a good rest."

"... ... Fourth brother took care of me all night?"

Ignoring everything else Yinxiang said, Yin'er's attention was all on the fact that his fourth brother had taken care of him the entire night. He lowered his head slightly, unable to control the upward curve of the corners of his mouth.

But he quickly stopped smiling, thought deeply, looked at Yinxiang again, and asked, "Where is Fourth Brother now?"

Yinxiang was busy bringing him the warm medicine on the table. Hearing this, he replied without turning his head, "Fourth brother has gone to the Ministry of Revenue to report for duty. He will be back soon."

It was originally planned that Yinzhen would go to the Ministry of Revenue on the first day to get a good understanding of its internal affairs, but the whole night was too tiring. After the court meeting, Kangxi wanted to ask Yinzhen to go to the Ministry of Revenue on another day, but he couldn't persuade Yinzhen, so he went to the Ministry of Revenue to report in and then returned to the palace.

As for Yinzhi and Yinzhi, one went to the Ministry of War and the other went to the Hanlin Academy, but they did not receive the same treatment as Yinzhen, so they had to go to work obediently.

There was also Crown Prince Yinreng, who was also in the Qianqing Palace handling government affairs with Kangxi.

Yinxiang was also supposed to go to school today, but after learning that Yin'er was sick with a fever, he asked for leave from the study room for himself and his ninth brother, so he is here to take care of Yin'er now.

"Come on, Brother Nine, drink the medicine quickly, it will get cold soon."

He was still deep in thought after listening to Yinxiang's answer. When he came to his senses, he saw a bowl of medicine that looked deadly in front of him. Yinxiang could not help but remain silent.

He stared at the bowl of medicine, then moved his gaze to Yinxiang who was holding the medicine, and finally spoke: "Thirteenth brother, did you poison it?"

Otherwise, why did he feel as if he saw smoke coming out of the bowl of medicine?

As soon as Yinzhen asked the question, Yinxiang, who had been working hard to take care of his sick brother, immediately became annoyed: "You are the one who poisoned! Am I that kind of person?!"

Although, this bowl of medicine made with three times the amount of coptis root may be more deadly than poison...

Yinxiang silently lit a candle for his ninth brother in his heart, but his hands kept moving to prepare to feed Yinzhen medicine.

"Brother Jiu, please sit up quickly so I can give you medicine."

He did not argue with his sick brother and behaved like a good younger brother, which made Yinzhen, who had made malicious assumptions about him, feel extremely sorry.

"Thirteenth brother, you are a good brother. Ninth brother apologizes to you, but..."

The words of apology came out of my mouth, but the medicine could not be fed to me.

Yinzhen sat up with difficulty and stretched out his hand to take the medicine from Yinxiang.

The medicine was hard to drink to begin with, and when Thirteenth Brother fed it to him spoonful by spoonful, he would have vomited on the spot.

As a man of integrity, the ninth prince Yinzhen said that when a good person takes medicine, he always believes that "a short pain is worse than a long one"!

He insisted on drinking it himself, and Yinxiang did not argue with him and just gave him the bowl.

Looking at the bitter medicine in his hand, the Ninth Prince, who loved bitter melon, closed his eyes a little in fear, and then decisively held his breath, opened his mouth, and drank it in one gulp.

Then he vomited all over Yinxiang with a loud "wow".

"yue ... ... "

With tears in his eyes, Yinzhen wrapped his hands around his neck and struggled in agony: "I'm dying!"

As for Yinxiang, who had the medicine vomited all over him, he stood stiffly in place. A hundred ways to murder his ninth brother flashed through his mind, and finally he settled on the bitter smell of medicine that filled the room.

" ... ... Lao Jiu, just wait for me!"

After saying this with gritted teeth, Yinxiang went out of the door in a mess. He not only cleaned himself up, but also ordered the servants to clean up the room of his fourth brother and take care of his sick ninth brother at the same time.

The palace servants moved extremely quickly because they had experienced that before last night. At that time, the Third Prince and the Fourth Prince were both covered in medicine. The situation now was much better.

After the room was cleaned and Yinzhen changed into clean clothes, he saw a bowl of familiar medicine in front of him.

This time it was brought up by Su Peisheng.

He also advised: "Ninth Prince, good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease. Drink it quickly and don't let Fourth Prince down."

He was Yinzhen's personal eunuch and was supposed to follow Yinzhen closely, but Yinzhen was worried about the sick Yin'er, so he kept him.

Yinzhen, who felt warm in his heart but bitter in his mouth, looked at the bowl of medicine with a numb expression and asked weakly: "Can I not drink it? I think I'm fine..."

He really doesn't want to take medicine!

Especially this medicine which was more bitter than his life in his previous life.

Yinzhen looked at Su Peisheng with his watery almond-shaped eyes, trying to get him to take the medicine away quickly.

Unfortunately, Su Peisheng only listened to the Fourth Prince's orders. If the Fourth Prince asked the Ninth Prince to drink the medicine, then the medicine must be taken.

So in response to Yinzhen's gesture, Su Peisheng bowed slightly and handed the medicine to him again.

Such an expression that there was nothing to talk about made Yinzhen curl his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

He could only frantically prepare himself mentally, and finally picked up the medicine and drank it with a wronged look on his face.

"yue..." The bitter taste exploded in his mouth. Yinzhen retched several times and felt dizzy. He was about to faint again.

"Is the Ninth Prince awake?"

At this moment, the voice of Yinzhen asking the palace maid came from outside the house. The dizzy Yinzhen suddenly shuddered and woke up.

Fourth brother is back!

His eyes lit up, then darkened, and a dark color spread in his eyes.

When Yinzhen walked into the room, he was greeted by Yinlu, who had a dazed look, red eyes, tears in the corners of his eyes, and was seeking comfort with a look of grievance on his face.

"Fourth brother~"

The movement of raising his foot paused slightly, and Yinzhen looked at Su Peisheng in confusion, asking him what was wrong. He heard Su Peisheng reply: "Master, the Ninth Prince just drank the medicine, and he may be feeling a little uncomfortable."

Did you just take medicine?

Yinzhen understood it all at once. Thinking of the few pounds of Coptis chinensis that he had asked the imperial physician to add, he shifted his gaze guiltily and signaled Su Peisheng to go down.

"Fourth brother ... Xiaojiu feels so bad ... "