I am Kangxi Bai Yueguang [Qing wear]

Kangxi in the hallway is about to ride away.

His expression was so serious that Su Yang suddenly had an illusion that if he didn't get his answer today, he might not have left.

—unless she said it to his satisfaction.

After delaying for so long, how could he not leave.

Su Yang slowly bent his eyes, and a little smile slowly emerged from the corners of his lips.

"Of course it's important." She opened her lips and teeth lightly, and the sound was just enough to be heard clearly from this distance,? "Special, very important."

"It's so important that I just want to spend the rest of my life with you."

She noticed that Kangxi's expression was slightly touched. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something. She was interrupted by Liang Jiugong who hurried in:

"Long live, the horses are ready."

Liang Jiugong lowered his head deeply, "Look..."

Do you want to go?

Kangxi exhaled heavily.

From his angle, he could just see every trace of sincere emotion on Su Yang's face, it didn't seem like a fake.

Obviously he wanted to ask another question.

He wanted to ask, but there was an unspeakable sourness in his chest, which made him flinch.

Is your wish also related to me?

In the end, he strode forward, stepped up the steps, gave Su Yang a deep hug, and whispered in her ear, "Wait for me to come back."

Su Yang also hugged him back hard, gave a soft "hmm", laughed, and said briskly: "This time when you come back... let's have another child."

The muscular body under the arms froze indiscernibly.

His nasal cavity suddenly became sour, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

After being stiff for a moment, he leaned down and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

This promise is more important than insisting on asking thousands of times.

"Good," he said.

Immediately without hesitation, he left Changchun Palace without looking back.

The eight-year battle of Galdan was the last personal conquest by the royal driver. In addition to the previous government affairs, he will definitely have more time to accompany Susu.

On the steps on the corridor of Changchun Palace, Su Yang leaned back on the imperial concubine's couch.

She raised her eyes, and above the clear blue sky, a few white clouds floated past, and in her pupils, they seemed to condense into a familiar figure.

Ning Xia walked over, the smell of the Chinese medicine in her hand broke her thoughts.

Su Yang frowned unhappily: "It's so bitter."

"Dengdengdeng! Erniang, look!"

Jiaoyi came from the other side, and mysteriously took out a jar of candied fruit from behind: "Given it by Empress Rong!"

"It's not so bitter when you take medicine."

There is a squeamish character in Jiaoyi's name, but she is not squeamish at all. She was allergic to raccoon slaves once, and the imperial doctor said that after the medicine was prescribed, she gulped it down without blinking, and she was fine within two days. .

Her mother was not Jiao in her name, but she was even more delicate than her. Every time she took medicine, she had to be coaxed with sweet candies. Unfortunately, the sweet candies in Changchun Palace just disappeared this time. Su Yang clearly said that she had grown up. It needs to be coaxed with small gadgets, and it will take a long time to slow down after pouring all the brains.

Jiaoyi heard that Erniang especially liked the sweet candies made by Mrs. Rong's hometown, which tasted different from those made by ordinary craftsmen in the palace, so she ran to Zhongcui Palace every day, and she got it today.

"Rong Niangniang said that she hoped that Erniang would get better soon, and in a few days she would set up a tea table and call Yiniangniang and Huiniangniang to come and play leaf cards!"

Su Yang nodded her nose: "Ghost spirit."

The medicine in Ningxia's hand had been left for a while, it wasn't too hot, Su Yang took it, pinched his nose and drank it, and then swallowed the sweet fruit that Jiaoyi sent over.

The candied fruit is too sweet.

Su Yang was thinking about what she said to Kangxi just now.

She said that when the emperor came back, she would have another child.

She is getting older, and if she wants to have a child, she is afraid that she will be an elderly woman. The ancient production technology is not as good as the modern one, and there are cases of dystocia and death from time to time.

extremely dangerous.

Su Yang drank the medicine, turned his head to Ning Xia and said, "Go to the Imperial Hospital and call Wen Ci."

When Wenci heard that the imperial concubine had the idea of ​​getting pregnant in the future, she was more or less dissuaded for a while.

Older women are no joke!

Su Yang slowly said: "This time is a big difficulty, I have promised the emperor that I will start this matter when he comes back."

Hearing the words, he was dumbfounded: "But..."

"Young lady, your cold is not over yet," he cupped his hands, "It's not too late to talk about it, my aunt."

Wen Ci is not the main business of Tai Hospital.

Just because he served in Changchun Palace all the year round, and because his mentor was Xu Zhong, his status was more prominent than that, he was known as the Great Imperial Physician inside and outside the palace.

Su Yang lowered his eyelids slightly, and nodded: "Then during this period of time, besides Bengong's typhoid fever, go and investigate this matter, and talk to Bengong when the time comes."

Wen Ci should be.

Looking at the face of the imperial concubine again, she saw that she had indeed improved a lot, as if she had been terminally ill a few days ago, it was just dizziness.

Then he resigned and left.

Before leaving, he hesitated to speak: "Your Majesty, why did you suddenly come up with this idea?"

A woman is pregnant, according to medical books, and his experience over the years.

It should be in her twenties, which is the best time to conceive. In those two years, when Xiao Jiaoyi was first born, it would be very suitable to conceive again.

Su Yang smiled lightly: "If you want it, then you have to. When did the imperial doctor talk so much nonsense?"

Wen Ci: "..."

As soon as Wenci left, Su Yang closed his eyes wearily.

When the Empress Dowager was alive, she did promise that she would not have any more children in the future.

This time she didn't really want it either, the elderly mother thought she would live a long life.

It's just to reassure the emperor who was personally conscripted this time.

Seeing him like that, he had to ask what was good or bad, but he didn't give a definite answer. If you can't be distracted during a war, it would be terrible. If you get injured...

Su Yang rubbed his forehead, and called Ning Xia and Duo Yu in together.

The next day, he called Yinzhen into the room alone.

In the room, the smell of medicine still lingers around.

As soon as Yinzhen came in, he took the lead in opening the window a little bit, so that the smell in the room dissipated, and then came over to say hello to Er Niang.

"Er Niang..." Yinzhen stood two steps awkwardly in front of her, wanting to come up, but was afraid that the cold wind he brought in would blow past, "Er Niang, Erchen opened the window...Erchen is thinking, you must not I like the smell, the house is full of..."

Su Yang beckoned for him to sit down.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Yinzhen nodded, and a red glow rose silently in his ears.

Every time he questioned Er Niang, he looked forward to it, it seemed that this was the only thing that could prove his hard work.

Su Yang asked again about Yinzhen's riding and shooting homework in the past two days.

Since ancient times, he won the world immediately, and the Qing Dynasty entered the customs. Huang Taiji attached great importance to this aspect. The clan princes, who were a little older, had to learn martial arts riding and archery together, and the professional masters were in charge of teaching.

Yinzhen remained silent, and after a while whispered:

"A few days ago, the ninth younger brother saw that the son was distracted, so he told Wenda that it is better to give the son a few days off and come back to accompany Er Niang."

"You're too delicate, so I fought with him."

Su Yang was startled: "Did Jiaojiao fight with brother Jiu?"

A few days ago, when Jiaoyi came back, she went to Zhongcui Palace to get some sweets and came back, her face was not injured, could it be...

Could it be that Brother Jiu lost the fight?

Jiaoyi, who was so obedient in front of her, unexpectedly had such a violent temper.

When Yinzhen talked about this, he was very guilty, afraid that Su Yang would call Jiaoyi later and talk about her, so he hurriedly said:

"Er Niang, Jiaojiao is standing up for my minister! Er Niang, please don't blame Jiao Jiao."

Su Yang was in a good mood: "Why did Er Niang blame her? Girls just have to be fierce so they won't be bullied."

"Of course, boys can't be too kind."

She still has a strong filter for Yinzhen who she raised.

Occasionally, I would think that when Yinzhen ascended the throne in the later generations, there was only one thirteenth elder brother who had a heart-to-heart relationship. Other than that, the brothers fought against each other, and the heights were extremely cold.

That's what she didn't want.

It is difficult for Su Yang to connect the two images of Yinzhen together.

She hoped that Yinzhen would really become emperor in the future.

To live a better life, at least don't look around in a daze like in history.

As for Jiaoyi, in the future, if she finds a good husband, it is best not to take concubines, set the rules, or just do as she pleases, recruit a son-in-law who visits her, and is the second best man in the ranking.

With Zhen'er protecting her, it is enough to live this life happily.

The siblings have a good relationship, and Su Yang is happy to see it succeed.

Some people say that people know the destiny, and they will be aware of life and death in advance.

Ning Xia was a little more careful, and felt that the recent master seemed a little weird.

Su Yang's health has not been very good, Wen Ci came to check his pulse every day to deliver medicine, and take the new prescription to boil, every day.

After this simmering, it was until Kangxi won a complete victory in encircling and suppressing Galdan.

The people under Galdan's hands rebelled one after another, and they were tied up and sent to the emperor. Galdan wanted to commit suicide directly, but Kangxi didn't want him to die so easily.

As the saying goes, why Galdan wants to plunder the livestock, food, etc. of the surrounding tribes, it is because they lack, they do not have, they want to attack the Central Plains, get food, beauties, fields, and supreme rights.

Then Kangxi, take this evil leader Galdan back.

On the territory of the Qing Dynasty, imposing capital punishment according to the laws of the Qing Dynasty will definitely deter the north of Mobei for at least 20 years, so that it will never dare to offend the Qing Dynasty again!

News of the victory reached Kyoto.

Su Yang also received a letter, which was sent two days ago.

The battle is won, and the troops will return to the court soon.

It will take three days for the class teacher to return to the court, so there is no need to travel day and night to rush back.

He was unhurt and victorious.

Su Yang was happy at first, and then relaxed. The breath that he was holding tightly, loosened and he couldn't control it. During this period, Japan was holding on, and his body completely collapsed overnight.

For the first time, Wen Ci found out in despair that the medical skills he had learned all his life were completely useless at this moment. The only thing that was useful was to hang himself with ginseng soup.

The imperial doctor of the imperial hospital was desperately searching for medical books.

But Su Yang called Wen Ci to the bed and said softly: "There is no need to do any more useless work."

Wen Ci gritted his teeth, his eyes were red.

"This is no ordinary typhoid fever."

Su Yang was lying in the inner room of the Changchun Palace, his face exuded a kind of paleness, approaching the paleness of a dead person.

It has been so long on the bed where she often rubbed hands with Kangxi, and she still seems to be able to smell the breath left by the emperor.

As if he is still by my side now.

He should be on his way back to court now, perhaps thinking that after returning to the palace, she promised to have another child with him.

Ben was lying to him.

Su Yang sighed softly: "The will has been drafted, the emperor will not make things difficult for you for the sake of this palace."

Her voice was too low to be heard, and she fell into a deep sleep again, only to wake up suddenly in the middle of the night.

Duoyu cried until his eyes were red, and said: "GeGe and the fourth elder brother have not slept all night, GeGe is still crying, master, please meet them."

"They, very, very much want to see you."

Su Yang said, "Bring the mirror."

Ning Xia silently handed over the mirror: "Master."

Su Yang held her hand, raised his eyelids slightly, and looked at himself in the mirror in a daze: his pupils were slightly distracted, almost unable to focus.

The skin of a beauty that surprised her at the beginning is now a confidant with bones, no longer the delicate and beautiful face of the past; at that time, she thought, this skin is somewhat similar to mine, and it is not a bad treatment to her predecessor.

She used to always say how long she would live, now let's see, one step at a time, one flag at a time, I would have known it earlier, let's not talk about it, and see if I can live longer.

"It's too ugly, don't see it."

Ning Xia suppressed her choked sobs: "The emperor will arrive tomorrow morning."

"Eunuch Liang has already sent someone to inform the emperor to come back as soon as possible, master, master, please persevere."

Su Yang struggled to hold up a smile, which was actually a bit pervasive.

With a skin color close to that of a dead man, no matter how much he smiles, he will not feel relieved and warm.

"Well, hold on a little longer."

The people sent by Liang Jiugong rushed eight hundred miles away, and in the middle of the night, they finally met the Qing army stationed in the emperor's camp.

Kangxi was expressionless, and rushed back all night, and finally returned to the palace in the early morning, when the sun was about to rise.

A ray of morning sun gradually rises from the sky.

Kangxi drove his horse through the Meridian Gate, bypassed the Qianqing Palace, and was about to reach the outside of the Taiji Hall, and after a while, he would be outside the Changchun Palace.

Suddenly there was an earth-shattering cry from ahead.

"The imperial concubine is dead!"

The author has something to say: I finally wrote this.

Don't worry about the reason~ common typhoid fever in ancient times can also kill people.

Good night~