I can't, I can't

Kang Jiangxue hadn't slept for nearly two days. After returning to Zhengyang Palace with the silent Sheng Lingyu, she was too tired after all. After relaxing, she couldn't support herself. She collapsed on the bed and passed out without talking to Sheng Lingyu.

This sleep lasted for a whole day, and Kang Jiangxue didn't wake up until the new round of night.

The Zhengyang Palace was lit, and after the little emperor opened his eyes, Ping Wuqi came to him and clasped his wrist.

Kang Jiangxue slept groggyly before, but after waking up, she was quite sober. He was puzzled at first, and then said comfortingly: "I'm fine, I woke up much better than before."

There was no abnormality in the little emperor's body, and he slept normally, so he just assumed that the ordinary pulse diagnosis was due to the previous wind and cold, and didn't think much about it.

I don't want Ping Wuqi to take an extraordinarily long time to check the pulse this time. The serious and dignified expression made Kang Jiangxue startled, and the little emperor worried: "... What's wrong? Is my body in trouble?"

Kang Jiangxue raised her heart, but Ping Wuqi, who was diagnosing the pulse, let go of her hand at this time, and said comfortingly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, this servant is just giving you a safe pulse. Your Majesty's body is healthy and there is nothing abnormal. Everything is fine. good."

Since he was fine, why did he put on such a serious look to scare him?Kang Jiangxue made a false alarm, and was a little dumbfounded for a moment, and asked after a while, "What time is it?"

Ping Wuqi had his own thoughts in his heart. Since the young emperor returned to the palace, he would check the little emperor's pulse every hour, but every time the results were normal, without any signs of damage.

Because there was no result, Ping Wuqi didn't want those illusory intuitions to frighten the little emperor for nothing. It was his groundless guess. It would be better if it wasn't true. At the moment, he kept silent and only responded to the little emperor's words. : "Your Majesty, it's time to apply."

Kang Jiangxue asked: "Sheng Lingyu..."

Ping Wuqi replied: "Your Majesty Sheng woke up earlier than His Majesty, and is now in the side hall."

When Sheng Lingyu was mentioned, Kang Jiangxue's heart ached. He paused before asking, "What is he doing?"

Ping Wuqi thought for a while and replied: "I didn't do anything."

This answer came suddenly but was expected, and Kang Jiangxue also felt that she was asking too much.Yes, of course, nothing was done. At this time, there was really nothing to do.

Just thinking about it, Ping Wuqi asked: "Does Your Majesty want dinner?"

Kang Jiangxue nodded with her stomach empty, and Ping Wuqi asked again: "Does Your Majesty want Master Xuan Sheng to come with you?"

Kang Jiangxue hesitated, and after thinking about it, she chose to shake her head.It's not that the little emperor doesn't want to see Sheng Lingyu, but because the last meal with Sheng Lingyu is still vivid in his memory.

Kang Jiangxue didn't care about Sheng Lingyu's hand injury, but he was afraid that Sheng Lingyu would care.

If it is possible to touch Sheng Lingyu's wound, it is better to keep some distance for now.

Ping Wuqi understood, no more words.Kang Jiangxue ate dinner alone, and ate a few bites hastily. At the end of the day, someone from Qin Tianjian came and said that the wedding date of the emperor's wedding had been calculated.

Kang Jiangxue announced the people in, and the three officials of Qin Tianjian knelt down and told the little emperor the nearest auspicious day.

On the ninth day of next month, there will be a grand ceremony for the Empress Dowager.

There is only half a month left, and this date is very hasty for the status of emperor and empress, and it is difficult to do everything well, but Kang Jiangxue is afraid that it will change if it is too late, so she finalizes it without hesitation: "It will be on the ninth day of next month, don't delay any longer. .”

The officials responded: "Yes."

The setting of the wedding date meant that Sheng Lingyu and Sheng Lingxi's guarantee had been taken a step forward. Kang Jiangxue felt more at ease, but at the same time, she was inevitably sour and couldn't bear the complicated mood.

Sheng Guogong passed away less than half a year ago, and Sheng Huiyan died less than seven days ago. In such a short period of time, Sheng Lingyu and Sheng Lingxi are both filial piety. At this time, marriage is not feasible due to emotion and reason, but Kang Jiangxue can only be married. This is the worst policy.

There is no other way.

After the officials left, Kang Jiangxue sent people to pass the news to the Piandian where Sheng Lingyu was and Luoxia Palace where Sheng Lingxi was.

After the palace man who sent the news left, Kang Jiangxue remembered that he hadn't talked face-to-face with Sheng Lingxi, the other party involved, about the Empress Li.

They should chat sooner or later, but Sheng Lingxi is weak and may not be in a state of conversation at the moment, so Kang Jiangxue can only ask Ping Wuqi to take good care of the girl from the Sheng family for the time being.

Ping Wuqi agreed without any complaints.

Speaking carefully, Sheng Lingxi's Luoxia Palace and Zhengyang Palace are quite far apart, and it would take a lot of time for Ping Wuqi to run back and forth. In addition, Sheng Lingxi's physical condition is weak, and her physical condition is prone to fluctuations. Taking care of her is not an easy task. work.Knowing Ping Wuqi's hard work, Kang Jiangxue suggested calling more imperial physicians, but unexpectedly, Ping Wuqi shook his head, and said without warning, "It's fine if you come here, I think... Miss Sheng is a bit like my mother. "

Seeing the surprised look on the little emperor's face, he said hastily, "The slave's mother is just a peasant woman from the countryside. Naturally, she can't compare with the girl from the Sheng family in terms of appearance and posture. What the slave is saying is..."

Ping Wuqi didn't know how to describe it, but Kang Jiangxue understood it. Ping Wuqi's mother had been lingering on the sick bed all year round, and she presumably had similarities with Sheng Lingxi, who had been sick and weak for many years.

At this point, the little emperor stopped talking, and only said at the end: "Sheng Lingyu's hand injury..."

The little emperor didn't say everything, and Ping Wuqi didn't say much, he nodded and replied: "The servant knows."

There are no surprises, Sheng Lingyu and Sheng Lingxi are taken care of, Kang Jiangxue has a bottom line in her heart, and she will squat in the Zhengyang Palace for the next few days and stay behind closed doors.

The last time Kang Jiangxue stayed behind closed doors was to write "The Legend of Menghu", but this time, the little emperor smuggled all the memorials of the past six months from the Hall of Yangxin, and flicked through them desperately.

So far, Kang Jiangxue has avoided court disputes as much as she could, partly because of her nature, and partly because of avoiding people's eyes and ears. He hasn't read a memorial for half a year, and he knows little about many things in all parts of the country. She doesn't know a lot of basic things, and now that the situation is forcing her, Kang Jiangxue can no longer close her eyes and listen, so she has to be ruthless and spend all night making up for it.

In this way, three to five days passed in the blink of an eye, and Kang Jiangxue did not go out, nor did she see Sheng Lingyu.

It's not that I don't miss it, it's just that I didn't deliberately summon him.

Sheng Lingyu's injury needs rest, and Kang Jiangxue doesn't know why, as if she has a sense of fear when seeing Sheng Lingyu.He was afraid of seeing Sheng Lingyu looking sad, and even more afraid of seeing Sheng Lingyu pretending not to be sad. The two emotions were intertwined, which made the time dragged on and on, and finally they didn't meet each other.

After five days like this, Kang Jiangxue only inquired about Sheng Lingyu's condition from Ping Wuqi's mouth every day, and learned that he was safe and sound.

On the sixth day, Ping Wuqi suddenly reported to Kang Jiangxue: "Your Majesty, Mr. Sheng seems to be in a bad mood."