The fragrance in the imperial concubine's palace varies from season to season, and recently it is plum fragrance. When you smell this cold fragrance, you will know who is coming.

Everyone looked out when they heard the sound, and it was the imperial concubine who came.

Xuanhe left the second prince behind to meet him, and the rest of the people bowed to salute. The noble concubine returned a half-respect to the princes, she always did this, strictly abided by etiquette, and never made a mistake and gave others a handle.

The queen has passed away for a long time, and the noble concubine is the well-deserved No. 1 in the harem. As soon as she comes, the atmosphere in the palace becomes a bit delicate.

The eldest prince gave up his position, Xuan Hexu supported the noble concubine to take the seat, and then other people were called.

When her eyes fell on the second prince, the imperial concubine said lightly: "If Xuan'er's weight is not enough, I will add this palace, and our mother and I will protect our lives."

Xuanhe didn't expect her to say this. He dared to say that he would guarantee his life because he was sure of it, and because he wanted to provoke the second child. It is not his wish to implicate the imperial concubine now.

The imperial concubine squeezed his palm calmly, signaling him to be calm.

"If Your Majesty really has any troubles because of Mr. Qiu's improper treatment, our mother and I will apologize today."

As she said this, a court lady behind her brought a tray, and on the ebony tray were daggers, porcelain vases and white silk, the meaning was self-evident.

The court ladies and eunuchs all knelt down on the ground, and the princes also stood up, but the second prince hurriedly said that he didn't dare.

The noble concubine said: "The Second Highness is still not letting go. I think it's not enough. How about adding 67 people from my Mu family?"

Concubine Mu Gui has a gorgeous appearance and temperament, just sitting upright makes people feel inviolable, not to mention the nobility cultivated by her 20 years of honor and favor, maybe it is because of this that she seldom gets tough.

The imperial concubine has no children, and Xuanhe is her adopted son. It is expected that she will stand with Xuanhe, but it is surprising that she is so strong.

She said so much, the second prince can't say anything more, can he really go to Ningshou Palace to invite the Queen Mother Zhou?

To be disrespectful, if the emperor just goes like this, Shen Xuanhe, Concubine Mu, and the Mu family are all fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by others, there is no need to rush to deal with them, but if His Majesty wakes up...

The second prince understood this and took a step back to show a compromise.The concubine no longer forced him to express his opinion, and said in a gentle voice, "I'm sorry to trouble Qiu."

After careful consideration, Mr. Qiu finally set the time for the injection to be two days later.The medicines used by His Majesty for the past two days will be replaced by the prescriptions prescribed by Mr. Qiu, and some Chuanwu will also be added to improve the drug resistance, in case something goes wrong two days later.

It sounded like the preparatory work before the operation, but this operation was not an operation or an injection, and after the plan was set, Xuan He felt much more relieved, and he was free to dream.

At the dinner table he was amused by his own thoughts.

The imperial concubine also shouted some smiles and asked him: "What are you laughing at?"

Xuan He shook his head and the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised: "Your Majesty will wake up soon."

After leaving the palace to build a mansion, he usually entered the palace in the morning, even if he stayed for lunch, he hadn't had dinner with the imperial concubine for a long time.

Today's table was full of his favorite dishes, Xuanhe waved off the servants who served him, and the imperial concubine served him fish soup with her own hands: "Are the people in the house so stupid that they asked you to serve the dishes yourself. "

It was only then that Xuanhe realized that he hadn't asked someone to serve dishes for a long time. He had the final say in the palace, so naturally no one said much. Only now did he realize it when the concubine pointed it out.

When did it start?It seemed that it was the day when he had a dispute with Lao Liu in the Poetry and Painting Workshop, the day when he recovered the memory of his previous life.

People who have lived for more than [-] years in modern times are naturally a little different from the children of the largest landlord family in feudal society. Even if they are both him, even if their memories are merged, there are still some slight differences in habits.

Xuanhe smiled casually, the imperial concubine arranged for him to stop asking about the affairs of his family, but if he really had something unsatisfactory, he would also intervene, so he explained: "Nothing, I like what I like It's just a raise of your hand."

The milky white fish soup does not have the slightest fishy smell, and only fresh fragrance remains in the mouth. The ancestors of the Mu family are from the south of the Yangtze River. The daughters and daughters-in-law of the Mu family all cook good fish soup. So does the imperial concubine, but she rarely does it.

Xuanhe has loved this fish soup since he was a child, and it hasn't changed now. The imperial concubine said that his mother's stew is better, and Xuanhe has no impression. In his opinion, the imperial concubine cooks it very well.

After that, the two of them didn't speak again, and they ate the meal quietly.After dinner, the imperial concubine wanted to keep him to stay, Xuanhe said: "Isn't this handing someone a handle?"

The imperial concubine smiled lightly: "I even went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, why are you afraid of those?"

"Today I..."

The imperial concubine knew what he was going to say, the truth was that the son chose to put all his eggs in one basket, and the mother added some chips for him, she raised her hand to straighten the skirts of his clothes.

Xuanhe was half a head taller than her, but she said, "You're still young, you shouldn't have resisted these things."

After speaking, he took the cloak from the maid of honor and tied it for him.

Xuanhe: ...

He whispered: "Just now he said he would keep me."

The imperial concubine scolded: "If you really want to leave, can I force you to stay?" Tie the belt carefully for him and tell him: "Come into the palace these few days."

Xuanhe can naturally hear the unfinished meaning, if there is a contingency, it may be the last day.

"Ah."

The imperial concubine sent him to the door, Xuanhe Xuxu hugged her: "It's cold outside, let's go back."

The imperial concubine stood there watching him, and turned back to her room when she could no longer see anyone.

She sat down in front of the dressing table, and Qiulan untied her hair, massaged it gently to relax.

"Everything is arranged?"

"It's been arranged. If... anything happens, our people will meet His Highness outside the city."

Several groups of people went in different directions, and now they don't know which car to get into the Xuanhe Conference.

Qiu Lan remembered what she heard outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation today, and said softly: "Your Highness has really grown up."

The imperial concubine still said, "It's still a child."

Her sister's child is also her and His Majesty's child, so she shouldn't be here no matter what.

The imperial concubine arranged for Xuanhe to escape, but said that after Xuanhe returned to the mansion, she also ordered Lin An to make some preparations. If there was any emergency, she would go to Mu's house to pick up the men and women who were under fifteen years old and leave Beijing quietly.

Without him and the imperial concubine, the Mu family would probably not be able to keep it, but the incident would not happen too soon, and there would be time to take a few children away.

The Mu family naturally has to bear some responsibility for the monstrous wealth brought by the imperial concubine. As for the children, it's not time to take responsibility.

He has a lot of business in the capital, and he can't move these obvious businesses, so he doesn't plan to leave immediately.

The current situation is different from the original book, the second child has no conditions to force the palace, and the third child is still there, as long as the brothers do not have a united front, he will have time to take advantage of.

Worst of all, there is also the protagonist Xie Chun, the letter he sent should have arrived, right?

Xie Chun did receive the letter.

In the letter, Xuanhe first recounted a long time ago, saying that he dreamed of Seventh Brother the day before yesterday, and woke up and realized that he hadn’t seen him for a long time. Finally, he said that Seventh Brother had stayed in Liangzhou for nearly seven years. I will also speak to His Majesty about this.

He rambled on for a long time, with a natural familiarity in his tone, without losing his sense of proportion.

He did not mention His Majesty's situation, but he contacted the news from Beijing... Xie Chun held the letter paper for a long time and was speechless. He has been in Liangzhou for six years and has never received a letter from Xuanhe, but now he wrote to him Xin, it seems that the situation is really bad.

Xie Chun thought of the clever and sly eyes in his memory, and the softly called Seventh Brother shook his head and laughed.

He doesn't care about Xuanhe's little calculations, Ah He has been like this since he was a child, he knows how to please people and make people meet his requirements.What's more, Xuanhe is favored by the emperor and imperial concubine in Beijing, and everyone is adoring him. He can't think of the seventh brother who is at the border, which is normal.

These years, Xuanhe has been more like the only concern in the world to him. He puts people in his heart, but he didn't ask Xuanhe to value him as much. Now this person suddenly gave him some response, which feels really strange.

It is indeed time to go back.

Capital

The envoy Liu Yuan carefully fed the comatose emperor a bowl of medicine. Today's dose of this medicine, Chuanwu, was already a little dangerous. Even if he had been used to it for two days, no one could guarantee that there would be no accidents today.

The Liu Yuan envoy was very skillful, and he didn't miss much when he fed a comatose person with medicine.

After about a stick of incense, the people on the dragon bed suddenly reacted, everyone in the room stared at him intently, and Eunuch Fang showed some joy on his face.

However, after a few breaths, the emperor began to foam at the mouth, and everyone in the Tai Hospital turned pale instantly, but Mr. Qiu said that it was time to start the injection.

"Trouble Liu Court Envoy to take care of Your Majesty."

No need to say much, they all understand that spitting out filth is easy to suffocate.

Qiu Lao stabbed the needle one by one, and the emperor gradually made subtle movements. The Liuyuan Envoy was a little excited and stared at him for a moment, but Qiu Lao continued to stab the needle steadily.

Before he knew it, nearly an hour had passed. Eunuch Fang wiped old Qiu's sweat with a handkerchief in person. Finally, Old Qiu finished getting 72 needles. He saw His Majesty's reaction, and pulled them out in sequence without taking a breath.

There were not many people staying in the house, only Mr. Qiu, several imperial physicians and Eunuch Fang, the noble concubine was sitting outside, and even the queen mother was out of Ningshou Palace, a small side hall, many people were sitting quietly, but needles could be heard quietly.

The sun walked in the air for half a round, and the envoy of Liu Yuan finally came out, he looked happy, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

His Majesty is still awake, but looking at his reaction, Mr. Qiu's method is feasible.

The queen mother did not say a word to the imperial concubine when she came back, but she greeted her when she left. Xuanhe thought it was a bit funny. The most proud thing in this Queen Mother Zhou's life was probably the birth of the emperor.

The imperial concubine taught him since childhood that a proud soldier must be defeated and a poor enemy should not chase after him. This time they won, but he put away his sharp side, as if nothing had happened before, and communicated with the second prince calmly.

For a while, they looked like brothers and friends again.

The imperial physicians stopped speaking against it, and gathered together to discuss prescriptions, trying to minimize side effects.

In the next two days, Elder Qiu had two more needles. On the third day, the emperor finally woke up for a short while, and he asked Eunuch Fang: "Have I been asleep for a long time?"

After Eunuch Fang finished his answer, he asked how the imperial concubine was doing. Eunuch Fang knew what he was thinking and said, "Your Majesty and all your Highnesses are fine, your little Highness is fine, and everything is fine in the court."

After hearing this, the emperor went back to sleep in peace.

The person has woken up, and the next thing is the matter of the Tai Hospital, Xuan He swaggered to pick up the old doctor out of the palace and take him to Jishitang.

He smiled and said to Mr. Qiu: "You are not comfortable living in the palace. It happens that there is a courtyard behind Jishi Hall. You will spend the new year here. After His Majesty is well, I will send someone to send you back."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qiu pulled his beard and stared: "Didn't you say that I want the old man to change the prescription, so I started to drive people away?"

Xuan He hurriedly said he didn't dare, and asked several doctors from Jishitang to come and recognize him.

The emperor has woken up, Xuanhe started to rectify the business matters, not bothering the two masters, Xuanhe made a mistake and neatly tied all the people who made trouble in front of his door to Shuntian Mansion.

There is no such thing as settling accounts after the fall. The king of Baojun can only take revenge on the spot. After ten days and a half months, he will get back his principal and interest. To test him, he should be prepared to have his claws chopped off.

It was hard for Mr. Chen, when he heard the news, he saw the royal guards beating the drum. He was obviously very experienced, holding the drumstick in one hand and beating the drum with the knife in the other. The sound of the drum was booming The sound spreads far away but it is very rhythmic and will not make people feel uncomfortable.

And the owner of the palace, sitting lazily in front of the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion with a grand master's chair, and a small table at hand, filled with melon and fruit snacks, looks more leisurely than basking in the sun in his own yard.

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