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Phew, he let out a long breath, opened his eyes, he was still here, going home, like a luxury, every time he dreamed of going back and waking up would be nothing, He Jia stared directly above in the darkness, restraining himself like this all the time, Let yourself integrate into this palace, treat yourself as a Qing Dynasty princess, don't think about home, don't chase the dream of going home, but subconsciously still can't see this place as your own world, that's why you dream of returning to your original home again and again , here is a dream.

"Shuang Leng Li Hong was shocked and lost, and some people sympathized with each other. I planned to use the ruler to send my sorrows, and my sorrows were many books, and my tears fell in front of the lamp. Frost and cold, I was shocked and lost, and some people felt sorry for each other. I planned to use the ruler to send my sorrows , So many worries, many books, many times, tears fall in front of the lamp." Although the handwriting is not very good, but it matches well with the painting. Laughing at her pretending to be QY to learn from Daiyu, but today she is lighting up the night to paint, when did Feng Shui lose its shape?

"Oh, Gege, why are you painting at this time, and you don't add any clothes, why don't you call me? The waiters outside don't know how to serve you. Go back to bed and lie down, there is still a while before dawn , you sleep a little longer." Tweety came out to take the shift and saw the flickering candles in the room, she thought she was going to get up with Jia to drink water, and Jia and Jia were not allowed to wait inside at night, so she didn't care, but waited After a while, the candlelight was thrown down, and I couldn't help but pushed the door open and came in. I didn't expect that He Jiazheng was standing in front of the table drawing pictures in unlined clothes, and he was about to go up to help her when he frowned.

With a shaking of the hand, the ink fell down, and a good painting was ruined just like that. He Jia smiled wryly and shook his head, letting Tweety put herself on the bed, covered the quilt, and then the housekeeper blew out the candles and closed the door, but He Jia Still unable to sleep, he lay down until dawn, and waited until the faint sound of gongs and drums came from outside before getting up to wash up. Today, he was going to see the legendary Princess Seiya, and He Jia rubbed his face to cheer himself up. Here, let's watch the show happily, add some fuel to the fire by the way, and push things to fuel the flames, it's not impossible!

"Gege, this painting...?" When tidying up the room, Cui'er looked at He Jia embarrassedly, holding the picture of lonely geese flying in autumn that He Jia painted last night, waiting for her to say what to do.

"Throw it away, it's not a good thing to draw casually." Throw it away, Fangzheng is also worried after reading it, so it's better not to read it.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry that you can't walk properly? It's a trivial matter if you bump into it. If you bump into it, be careful to peel off the skin!" Tweety was walking out with the painting, but Wei Xiaobao bumped into her straight away If it wasn't for Mulian's quick hands behind her, she would probably be lying on the ground moaning by now. Tweety gave Wei Xiaobao a hard look, and left with the painting.

"Gege, little Keshan Baylor is ill, and the Empress ordered to leave the palace for isolation and treatment." Wei Xiaobao didn't care about apologizing to Cui'er, and whispered in He Jia's ear.

sick?What disease?He Jia's heart skipped a beat suddenly, why was he sent to the palace for isolation treatment?Get rid of the maid who was combing her hair and let Wei Xiaobao explain clearly.

"Smallpox, does anyone in the palace suffer from this disease? How did it spread to him? Does Xinyue Gege know?" Halo, smallpox, in this era, is like a plague. No wonder the queen made such a decree. Now Tibet The chieftain has just arrived, so there must be no such source of infection in the palace, and He Jia's face is not good-looking, Xinyue will be very sad if she finds out, right?

Wei Xiaobao shook his head, the queen didn't seem to intend to tell Xinyue about this matter, after all she is also very busy now, how could she have time to care about so much, she thought it must be sent out first.

"Go to Fukang'an, and say that I want to borrow his garden. If you have time, come and see me, and if you don't have time, please send a message." He Jia rubbed his temples. If something like this happens at this time, no matter what you feel sorry for If you don't care, you still have to run around to beg for help. Keshan is such a child, is he watching the queen banish him from the palace, looking after his own life and death?

"Sister, Empress Dowager insists on sending Keshan out of the palace, please persuade her quickly, Keshan is still running a fever, let the imperial physician hurry up and treat her." As soon as he entered Jingren Palace, Yongzheng ran over, and when he saw He Jia It was like seeing a savior.

"Yongzhen, don't mess around. Keshande has smallpox. This kind of disease can't stay in the palace. Even Huang Ama won't agree." The queen looked at Yongzhen with a straight face. Know what's at stake.

"Smallpox? Empress, little Keshan Belle is the only heir of Prince Duan. Can you tell Xinyue about this? Where are you sending him?" He Jia pretended not to know anything, and looked at the queen in surprise. .

"There is another hospital outside the city, which was specially built to avoid this disease. Both Imperial Physician Zhang and Imperial Physician Li will take care of it together. In the afternoon, the emperor will watch a martial arts competition with the Tibetan chieftain, and there will be a state banquet in the evening. If she listens at this time , how can I still sit still, Keshan's disease is not something ordinary people can get close to, let's talk to her after sending it out of the palace." The queen was also very embarrassed, she also knew that this was the orphan of Prince Duan, and the emperor personally named Baylor, if so Yes, it's no small matter.

"Emperor Niang, He Jia dares to ask Huang Er Niang to hand over Keshan to He Jia. The house outside the city is full of such sickness, so I can't bear it, not to mention that he is a sick child. Prince Duan fought side by side, and has always admired Prince Duan's heroism, and now if he knows that Ke Shan is ill, he will definitely help, he has a garden that is empty, and He Jia wants Ke Shan to go there, what does the Empress think?" Kneel down, a man has gold under his knees, but what does a daughter have under her knees?Can gold and silver be more important than human life?He Jia only kneeled down to save people, Buddha, remember the seven-level pagoda!

The queen lowered her head and thought for a while, but she saw that Nanny Rong was winking at her and nodded at He Jia, then she let go and let He Jia deal with it.

"If you have any orders, let the servants pass the message, but don't run away foolishly, it's not a joke if you get sick." Although the queen agreed, she still felt wrong in her heart. Isn't it a bit out of bounds in this palace matter?

He thanked En and came out, and felt that although the sun was shining outside, there was a penetrating chill in the air, should he tell Xinyue?If something happens to Keshan, how can she live as a sister? He Jia knows that for Xinyue, Keshan is her greatest hope.

"Nurse Rong, why did you agree to He Jia?" After He Jia left, the queen asked someone to take Elder Brother Twelve down, and leaned lazily on the couch to ask what Nanny Rong thought.

"Ma'am, think about it, Xinyue Gege is usually the closest to He Jiagege. If Fukang'an didn't agree, He Jiagege wouldn't send a person suffering from smallpox to the emperor's rewarding garden. She will definitely It’s because the road has been paved long ago and I’m waiting for your words. You can’t refuse to agree for a Keshan Baylor. Besides, in this way, even if there is something wrong, it’s not your fault alone, isn’t it? Yanzi and Huanzhugege, sometimes the slaves can't figure out her mind, if you sell her a favor, she will help you later." Nurse Rong squinted her two slender eyes, with a happy expression on her chubby face .

Ah Choo!Ah Choo!Ah Choo!The three sneezed loudly, and He Jia rubbed his nose, no one was talking about her!Could it be that Tweety's crow's mouth was right, and she caught a cold again?He Jia suddenly turned to look at Tweety, Tweety quickly lowered her head, confused, did she do something wrong?Look at the sky, there is no, there is no determination!

Anxious to sit with Xinyue, and He Jia was undecided. Keshan had already been sent out of the palace, but she hadn’t told Xinyue yet. The Tibetans performed on the stage and everyone applauded. He Jia turned a deaf ear to it, and she couldn’t appreciate the ethnic culture. I don't have that artistic talent, not to mention that I still have something to do in my heart.

"Mysteriously, do you want to sneak out again?" Xinyue looked at He Jia with a smile, thinking that she couldn't sit still and wanted to leave the table as usual.

"Keshan has acne, and Queen Mother has ordered someone to send him out of the palace. In the Fukang'an Garden, she went with two imperial physicians. Xinyue, is Xinyue all right? Come, tell the imperial physician!" He Jiahua also said Before finishing talking, Xinyue fainted, seeing that Miss Gu Qianjin really didn't have the mental capacity to bear it, if something bad happened, He Jiake couldn't bear the responsibility, and hurriedly sent Xinyue back to Yongshou Palace.

In fact, nothing happened, it was just a rush, the imperial doctor woke up after two injections, but, if it was a disease, since the imperial doctor came, it was inevitable to take medicine, prescribe prescriptions, Xinyue didn't care about these at all, she Only care about my baby brother.

"Take care of yourself first. I just asked Fukang'an. There are many carers around Keshan, but the high fever persists. The imperial doctor is always on guard. If there is any progress, I will tell you as soon as possible." He Jia tried to appease Xinyue looked at her as if the sky was about to fall.

"I want to go out of the palace, I have to take care of him myself!" Xinyue was about to get up and get out of bed, but was stopped by He Jia, joking, it was an infectious disease, and Xinyue had never had smallpox, so let her go Is it no different from sending to death?

"It's so chaotic today, even if I go, I can't talk about it. The emperor's mother won't let me talk about it. The Tibetan chieftain just came, and Huang Ama is very happy. If there is a disturbance, it will make people laugh." Only then did Xin Yueyou lie back on the bed, her face was very ugly, He Jia was asking for trouble, why did you tell her?Just let the queen say no.

"If it wasn't for Keshan, I would have gone with Ama Erniang long ago. Seeing the whole family die in front of me is more uncomfortable than dying myself, but I can't die. Ama entrusted Keshan to raise him as an adult. I know that he loves Keshan, but he loves him too. I can't bear to let him die in peace, so I take Keshan to live on. Our home has been destroyed by the enemy, and we can't go back. If Keshan is leaving, what's the point of living? What?" Xinyue's tone was very peaceful, without any emotion, but the tears that rolled down her cheeks couldn't be stopped.

Can't go back home, at least there is a younger brother, but there is nothing here, He Jia smiled bitterly in his heart, took out his handkerchief to wipe away the tears for Xinyue, suddenly felt like a fallen person in the end of the world, "Tomorrow and together Go ask Empress Empress, she will definitely agree to let her accompany Keshan."

Xinyue nodded and didn't say anything. She didn't need so many words at this time. She was grateful to He Jia for understanding her, and He Jia just did what she wanted to do. .

"Gege." Wei Xiaobao paused when he saw the two lines of water on He Jia's face, then he understood, and didn't ask any more questions, the business was important, "It's done."

He Jia was taken aback for a moment before he remembered what he said, today is a suitable day.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow is October [-]st, Golden Week!I wish you all happy in advance!