There is a long way to go before returning the pearl

"Young lady, please slow down."

Lamei supported Ling Fei and sat down carefully.Lingfei's child is already eight months old, now is the critical moment, Lingfei is even more careful, for fear of any accidents.

Taking the porridge from Lamei, Lingfei savored it carefully.

"Mother, the little Yanzi is pregnant. Could it be that Mingyue lied to the mother? She didn't drug the little Yanzi at all." Lamei viciously thought about Mingyue's betrayal of Concubine Ling, and wished to catch her and tidy her up.

Concubine Ling was still drinking porridge, as if she hadn't heard Lamei's words.The child grew bigger and bigger, and she ate more than before. That's it, she still felt hungry after a while.

"Hmph, she doesn't dare. The medicine I gave her is to sterilize her in the future. I didn't expect that she already had a child. It's okay, it can help me get rid of the hidden danger of the fifth child." Ling Fei said casually. She said, don't care at all, she ruined a woman's life like that.

"Your Majesty is brilliant. The Fifth Elder Brother and Little Swallow have married and have a child. Even if the Emperor doesn't pursue it, his throne will be lost. It's true that even the heavens are helping your Majesty."

Concubine Ling said with pride on her face, "I have been struggling for so many years, and finally I have a prince. If God doesn't help, I will let him help."

"That is, the empress is pregnant this time, and she eats more than before. She must be very healthy than the younger brother. In the future, she will be the Batulu of the Qing Dynasty." Lamei flattered the imperial concubine, as if she had already It seems to have come true, but I don't know it at all. It's just a daydream, or a daydream that cannot be unreal.

Concubine Ling put down the bowl in her hand, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, "How is Twelve Elder Brother?"

Speaking of this, Concubine Ling couldn't help but be happy. He has been living in Qianqing Palace. For this reason, Concubine Ling didn't take much trouble, thinking about how to get rid of him. Now, he vomited blood and fainted, and he was still unconscious. Seriously. Even God is helping her.

"Your Majesty, Elder Brother Twelve still hasn't woken up. The Emperor ordered someone to invite Doctor Lin." Speaking of this, everyone in the harem is surprised.When the Queen Mother was assassinated, the emperor sent Imperial Physician Lin to check it out. Now, for Elder Brother Twelve, he actually wants Imperial Physician Lin to come back. He really loves him.

"Oh, the emperor really hurts Twelve." Concubine Ling squinted her eyes, thinking dissatisfiedly, Twelve, you'd better not wake up, otherwise, I will still bother to deal with you.

Lamei suddenly remembered something, and immediately replied, "By the way, ma'am, Fu Erkang's mother handed over a sign, saying that she would come to pay her respects."

"Oh..." Concubine Ling raised her hand, Lamei immediately supported her, Concubine Ling gently softened her belly with the other hand, "The weather is fine today, I'm going out for a walk."

Seeing that Concubine Ling didn't say anything, Lamei didn't know what to do, whether to let her come or not.

"The child is about to give birth in two months. Now, I don't care about anything. No one is as important as this child." At the end, Lingfei's voice was stern, far from the usual gentleness and kindness. .

"Yes, empress, the servant girl knows."

In the Qianqing Palace, it was quiet, and the people who came and went were very cautious, and their faces were even more serious.

"How is it?" Qianlong had been by Yongzheng's side for two days, and the person who was supposed to wake up after drinking the medicine hadn't woken up yet, which made Qianlong very worried and very irritable.

The imperial physician came to Qianlong tremblingly, knelt down, and said, "My Majesty Twelve Elder Brother has a fever."

"Boom." Qianlong's angry face turned black, and he waved all the things on the table to the ground, pointing at the imperial physicians in the room with trembling fingers, "A bunch of trash, if you can't cure Twelve, I will chop you all up. "

"Plop." The imperial doctors were so frightened that they all knelt down and begged for mercy, "The emperor calm down."

"Hmph. What are you kneeling here for? Go and see Twelve quickly."

They got up from the ground in a panic, and all of them rushed into the room. Some took the pulse again for Twelve, some got together to discuss the disease, and some were studying the prescription. In short, although there were many people, they all spoke in a low voice. Yes, I dare not disturb the person on the bed.

Qianlong sat down on the chair decadently. Two days later, Yongzheng not only did not wake up, but was even more serious than before.Stretching out his hands to rub his brows, his face looked tired.

Wu Shulai walked to Qianlong's side, "Your Majesty, Brother Eleven is here."

"Oh, let him go back... come in." Halfway through the speech, he changed his mind again. For the only son he could raise, he could be regarded as his rival in love. Qianlong still didn't want to make things too difficult for him.

Yongxing walked in quickly and saluted Qianlong, "My son pays respects to Huang Ama, Huang Ama is auspicious."

Qianlong looked at the person in front of him, he seemed to have grown a lot taller and matured recently. "Get up."

Yongxing stood up and was surprised to see Qianlong.I saw that Qianlong's eyes were bloodshot, and his beard had grown back. It only took two days, and he looked much thinner than before.

Seeing Yong Xing staring at himself in surprise with his mouth open, he said, "Why, is I ugly now?"

When Yongxing heard Qianlong's words, he reacted and shook his head, "No, Huang Ama is the prettiest now, and the twelfth brother will say the same when he sees it."

Qianlong smiled, the person in front of him was still that child, but his feeling had changed. "you've changed."

"People are always changing. Since you can't get it, it's better to bless you sincerely. His choice is my choice. I believe Huang Ama is also the same."

"Oh..." Qianlong looked at him coldly, "I am not, and he has no chance to choose."

Yong Xing was not angry, but changed the subject, "I never thought I would see Huang Ama today."

Qianlong suddenly remembered something, looked at Yongxing, "Do you want my throne?"

Yongxing was stunned for a few seconds, never expecting Qianlong to ask, "Is what my son says counts?"

"He's right." Qianlong stood up, walked to Yongxing's side, and said in a low voice, "During the drought in Hefei, I told him that you liked him, and he believed it."

When Yongxing heard Qianlong's words, he clenched his fists and tried hard to restrain the turbulent bitterness in his heart.

"Huang Ama told his son what he wants him to do." Looking up, he looked at Qianlong stubbornly, unwilling to think about it, and unwilling to admit it, struggling alone like a trapped animal.

Qianlong didn't answer, but went to see Yongzheng.

Yong Xing is now in the same place, holding back, moving his legs with difficulty, outside the door, Shanbao looked at Yong Xing's appearance, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "What happened."

Ignoring him, Yong Xing continued to walk forward in despair.

Shanbao looked back and frowned, did the emperor say anything to him.

Qianlong looked at the people in the room, "Go down."

"twitter."

Come to Yong Xing's side, hold his hand, and kiss. "Yong Xin, wake up quickly, or I will bully your brother."

It has to be said that Qianlong is getting worse and worse.

Qianlong sat on the side of the bed and looked at the person on the bed quietly. He had an inexplicable thought that as long as Yongzhen was there, even if he could only look at him like this, I would be satisfied. I don't expect anything else, as long as you are by my side.

"Yongzhen, I must have guessed right, I know you better than you know."

"Would it be too early for me to tell Yong Xing like this?"

Touching Yongzhen's face, the expression on Qianlong's face was unclear and unpredictable.

"He is my son, the prince I want to cultivate, and I must let him face it and let him know."

Qianlong was still muttering to himself, completely unaware that the little man on the bed frowned uncomfortably.

Yong Xing returned to his elder brother's place, couldn't hold it back anymore, tears rolled down his cheeks and fell into his clothes.

Shanbao pushed open the door, and saw him squatting on the ground, hugging himself, crying alone.

Walking forward, I didn't know how to comfort him, so I quietly stood beside him and accompanied him.

After a while, Yongxing had cried enough, he wiped the tears on his face carelessly with his sleeves, Shanbao sighed helplessly, pulled him over, and wiped gently with a handkerchief.

"What's wrong."

"Oh..." Yong Xing smiled self-deprecatingly, "You are right, he is using me."

Hearing the loss and sadness in his words, Shanbao asked back, "The emperor told you."

Nodding, Yong Xing doesn't want to talk now.

"Yong Xing, have you thought about why the emperor told you?"

She looked at Shanbao in confusion, not understanding why he said that.

"Brother Twelve's thoughts, who can guess, according to common sense, he should take advantage of the emperor's favor to get the throne, instead of helping you get the throne, the reason, perhaps, only he knows, why not wait for him to wake up , ask clearly."

Sure enough, Yong Xing was thinking seriously, and made persistent efforts, "If Elder Brother Twelfth helps you win the throne because you like him, then he probably wants to use your feelings for him to make you treat the Empress and Elder Thirteen well in the future." Brother, I think, if that's the case, it's nothing to the limitless tolerance you have for him. Also, why doesn't he do it himself, and use you, or not use others, all because you like him."

Shan Bao spread his arms, expressing that he also thinks so. .

"Indeed, I was confused by Huang Ama's anger." After hearing Shanbao's analysis, Yong Xing felt that was the case.

"The emperor is training you, maybe it's true as he said."

"Shanbao, do you know something?"

Smiling, she leaned on his shoulder, "The emperor will definitely make you the crown prince."

Yong Xing felt his hot air puffing on his neck, which was extremely itchy.