The return of the pearls to Yongzheng

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In Kunning Palace, Wanning is reading in Xinuange.

Aunt Rong stood by and looked at Wanning's calm and leisurely profile, feeling extremely proud in her heart.Look at how nice our mother is, this is the real noble master, no Hu Meizi can compare.

Nanny Rong was proud when suddenly a little palace maid came to deliver a message.When Nanny Rong heard this, she quickly walked up to Wanning: "Your Majesty, Brother Twelve is sick."

"Ill?" Wanning frowned: "Why are you sick? Is it serious? Did the imperial doctor see it? What medicine did you prescribe?"

"The imperial doctor has already seen it. The weather is warmer now. Elder Twelve was sweating while practicing riding and archery on the school field in the afternoon. I think this is why he got sick." Aunt Rong was also full of worry. The seven-year-old baby fell ill. Oh, what a pain.She would rather suffer for the little master.

Hearing Nanny Rong say this, Wanning felt relieved: "I'll go and have a look."

"Your Majesty, Brother Twelve just took medicine and fell asleep." Mother Rong followed behind.

Wan Ning kept walking: "I will go and have a look to rest assured." The child was also at such an age back then, and Wan Ning was a little scared.

Ever since Wanning was reborn into Jingxian, she has seen Yongzheng twice.But because Wanning has Jingxian's original memory, she is very concerned about Yongxin.

Kunning Palace is not very far from Qiandong No. [-] Institute, and it will arrive soon.

After getting off the Fenghuo, Wanning held Nanny Rong's hand and soon arrived at the place where Yongxin lived in his memory, which was the room arranged by Jingxian himself.

When the little eunuch guarding the door saw that the queen was coming, he quickly saluted and greeted her.

"Get up, open the door, I will go in and see Elder Brother Twelve." There was no emotion in Wanning's voice.

The little eunuch opened the door quickly and carefully, trying not to make any noise.

The distance from the door to Yongzhen's bed was only twenty or thirty steps, but Wanning felt as if she had walked for a long time.

Looking at Xiao Twelve lying on the bed with a flushed face, Wanning felt as if she saw that child again.

She couldn't help touching Yong Xin's small face with her hands, and Wan Ning felt her fingertips were scalded.

Frowning, he looked at the little eunuch standing by and said, "Why is it so hot?"

"Master, I dried my sweat on the school yard today." The little eunuch replied tremblingly.

"The imperial physician, I have something to ask." Wanning felt a little agitated. Back then, her child was sweating at first, and then had a high fever. She was really afraid that history would repeat itself.The one lying on the bed was her and Yinzhen's only grandson, and she dared not be careless.

The little eunuch saw that the queen's expression was not good, so he dared not delay. As soon as he left the Qiandong No. [-] Institute, he let go and ran to the imperial hospital. .

In the Qianqing Palace, Yongzheng finally finished dealing with today's papers, shook his neck and squeezed his shoulders, stood up and walked to the door.

"Set up the Kunning Palace." Yongzheng seemed in a good mood.When Concubine Wei makes up for the lost money, he will be in a better mood.

"Master, the Empress just went to the East Fifth Institute." Wu Shulai bowed his waist and lowered his head.

"What happened to Yongzheng?" Yongzheng naturally knew that Dongwu lived in Yongzheng.

"The person who was talking back and forth said that he had an occasional cold." Wu Shulai was extremely respectful.

Yongzheng frowned: "Wind and cold? What's the weather like? It's still windy and cold. I'll take a look." He lifted his legs and left.

Wu Shulai followed behind like a tail: "Long live, my servant will send you a pass."

"No, it's time to take a walk after sitting for a long time." Yongzheng directly rejected Wu Shulai's suggestion: "Also, don't call me Long Live Lord in the future, it sounds awkward."

Wu Shulai was stunned. Didn't this master used to be called Long Live Lord?Why don't you like listening to it now like the late emperor?

When he entered the room where Yongzhen lived in the back, Yongzheng heard that Wanning was asking the imperial physician very carefully.

"Look carefully, is Brother Twelve really just a common fever?" Wanning's voice was full of worry, but his heart suddenly tightened.

Yongzheng shook his head, what happened.

After receiving the imperial physician's extremely positive answer, Wanning reluctantly felt relieved, and waved her hand to let the imperial physician go down.

When the imperial physician came out of the room and saw the emperor standing at the door, he was startled and hurriedly greeted him.

"Go down and wait." Yongzheng went straight into the back room.

Inside, Wanning was instructing the little eunuch to open the window.

Yongzheng frowned: "Why did you open the window? What should I do if I'm already sick, and what if the cold wind blows and makes me sick?"

Seeing that it was Yongzheng who came over, Wanning was also a little surprised, and waved to let all the waiters in the room go down: "It's always stuffy and the air doesn't circulate, and it's not good for patients." Wanning explained.

Yongzheng was dubious: "Where did you learn it?" He walked to the bed while talking, and finally sat down on the edge of Yongzheng's bed.

"I learned it in my previous life." Wanning didn't hide it. In her previous life, she was the daughter of a wealthy family in the Republic of China, but her luck was bad, and she died in the war when she was less than 20 years old.

"How is Yongzheng?" Yongzheng looked at the only grandson lying on the bed.

"The imperial doctor said it's all right, but the concubine is still a little worried." Wanning replied, also looking at the child on the bed, but Yongzheng knew that she was actually looking at another child.

"...It's my fault." He knew that she was not feeling well.

"When he left, he took my hand and asked me 'when will Ama come back'..." Wan Ning held Yong Xing's hand, squatting in front of the bed, her voice choked up.

"..." Yinzhen felt his heart ache suddenly, and wanted to hug the woman who was holding Yongxin's small hand and squatting in front of the window to hide her face in her arms to comfort her.

"I know you are busy... Khan Ama is on a tour of Mongolia, and you and your third brother, fifth brother, and ninth brother Jian Guo are in charge of the household department. You are busy..." Wanning's face is getting deeper and deeper, and the whole person is about to shrink into a ball .

"..." Yinzhen felt uncomfortable, that was his only son-in-law, and also his heart, so there was no reason not to feel pain.When the child was sick, he also had trouble sleeping and eating, and sometimes he was distracted and worried when he was running errands.

"He asked me many times...so many times, I sent someone to look for you, you couldn't go away...he took my hand and always said he would wait for you to come back, he wanted Ama..."

"Ever since you started studying, you two have seen very little...every day when you come back from school, he runs to me, waiting for you...but I know you are busy, so I can't tell him that Ama is not coming, I I just stayed with him and waited..." Wanning buried her head deeper, her voice choked with sobs.

"...Zhen..." Yinzhen opened his mouth, uttered a word but there was no sound.

"Sometimes when it's over, he's very happy, but he doesn't dare to get too close. He doesn't want you to hug him without saying anything. You ask him to recite the book, and he recites it. It's not bad... He knows you like smart and sensible children. They're all so obedient..." Tears finally fell from the corners of Wanning's eyes, and they landed on the little footrest in front of the bed with a thud.

Yinzhen watched the tears split and scattered, as if he saw Wanning's heart.

"But many times I can't wait. Every time you send someone to say that you slept in the study or went to someone else's yard, he just nestled in my arms and didn't speak. After a while, he smiled and patted his little one." Chest said to me, "Emiang, my son will accompany you today, and Ama will accompany you tomorrow", and he will still wait for you the next day, every day..." Wanning said, tears streaming down her face Dropped it, wet the handkerchief and wet the sleeves.

"He told me that day that he was so sleepy and wanted to wait for you to come back. I kept talking to him, but his lips were chapped, his throat was bad, and it hurt to swallow. Wipe it for him, later, later" Wanning choked up a bit: "Then he said he was so tired and asked me 'Ama, why haven't you come back', I said 'wait a little longer, wait a little longer Ma is back", he lay in my arms, and said to me, "Emiang, Huier is very tired, please sleep for a while, Ama is here, can you call Huier?" I told him not to sleep , he smiled and said to me, "Just for a while, just for a while. When Ama comes later, Er Niang must wake Huier up. Huier is the most obedient. When Ama comes, wake up right away."... "Wanning curled up even more: "He still has a lot of learned articles that he hasn't recited to you, and he still has a lot of things that he hasn't told you about going to the study room, but I can't wake him up no matter how I call him. Ignore me... ignore me..." Wanning couldn't bear it any longer, sobbing softly...

Yinzhen looked at Wanning, this was the first time he saw her like this, but he didn't know what he could do, and he didn't know how to heal her wounds.Indeed, to him, that is his only legitimate son, but to Wanning, that is her only child, the only child in her life...

Yinzhen slowly slid down from the bed, squatted next to Wanning and hugged Wanning tightly in his arms, his heart felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't speak.He prided himself on being articulate, but now he couldn't speak a single word.

Wanning pursed her lips tightly, trying to suppress her crying, for a long time, a long time ago, she wanted to tell what his son had said, but she never said it, and finally said it today, and finally told him up.She used to think that she could hold back, but she couldn't hold back in the end.

Yinzhen hugged Wanning tightly, immersed in Wanning's emotions.

"Er Niang, Er Niang..." Suddenly, the hoarse voice remembered.

Yinzhen wiped the corners of his eyes, cleared his throat with a light cough: "Don't cry, let the children laugh at you."

Wanning tried her best to hold back her tears, came out of Yongzheng's arms, and squatted down: "The concubine has lost her manners."

"Cough..." Yongzheng stood up: "Look at him quickly, I'm calling you."

Wanning sat on the edge of the bed, clutching Yong Xin's hand and sticking it to her face: "Emiang is here, and Ama is also here, are you awake?" Never have I wished so much as this moment.

"Emiang, is Amma here? Amma not angry?" The sick baby lying on the bed was very weak, and his voice was intermittent.

"No, how could I be angry with you? Ama is distressed. You obediently take your medicine and take care of your illness. When you recover, let Ama take you to ride a horse, okay?" Wanning said, tears pattered again. It fell and landed on Yongqi's little hand.

"Er Niang, you are crying..." Yong Qi was very distressed.

"No way, the maid accidentally poured water and it dripped on your hand." Wanning wiped away her tears.

"Oh, Er Niang, don't cry, my son will be fine tomorrow, my son wants to sleep..." Yong Xin said weakly, the child's small body has not been good since childhood.

"Go to sleep, Erniang is here to watch you." Wanning put Yongxin's little hands under the quilt and tucked him in.

Yongzheng turned around and wiped the corners of his eyes, paused for a while and then cleared his throat: "You can go back too, it's fine for the mother to watch here."

"The concubine wants to stay with him here." Wanning looked at Yongxin on the bed with soft eyes.