The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 288 Qingyin, I have some regrets

After Ning Que returned from the Xu family, he no longer had anyone to serve him.

If it weren't for the possible changes in the current situation in the DPRK, he would probably have taken a leave of absence until it was confirmed that he was not infected and would not spread it to others.

As the sun rose in the east, Ning Que raised his hand to support his crown and hat, and stepped out of the house.

The boy behind him looked worried: "Master..."

Ning Que waved his hand: "When I was a Taoist priest in the past, I took care of my own affairs. Now, can't I live without others?"

Ning Que drove to the palace gate by himself.

Today, His Majesty will attend court as scheduled.

Ning Que looked around and saw that everyone's eyebrows were lowered, and their dark eyes were filled with anxiety and fear.

They are all afraid of death...

"Everyone, please come in." The imperial guard opened the palace door and allowed them in.

When they arrived at the main hall of the court meeting, a figure was already sitting behind the screen.

The figure sat upright, still majestic.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this... It seems that His Majesty is fine!

"You must have heard about the recent epidemic in the capital." Emperor Liang De paused and said, "I don't want to meet you like this."

The ministers suddenly realized that His Majesty was afraid that they would spread the disease to him.

They hurriedly bowed down and said: "Your Majesty's dragon body is in good condition, so I can rest assured. And with the blessing of the emperor's spirit, I believe the people of the capital will be able to survive this disaster safely."

This means that even if you don’t see us, we understand! Never think about it!

Emperor Liang Dedi uttered the word "hmm" in a low voice.

Immediately, the chamberlain stood outside the screen and asked the ministers to perform what should be played and discuss what should be discussed according to the procedures of the previous court meetings.

When he was about to leave the court at the end, an inconspicuous and rather unfamiliar man came to the palace, knelt down and called himself "county captain".

Although he was a face-to-face saint, he did not feel any embarrassment or panic at all, and said in a deep voice: "After investigation, I found that the source of the bone steaming disease is Fang Shao, the son of Puyang Marquis."

Fortunately, the Marquis of Puyang is now sealed in the mansion, otherwise he might have pointed at his nose and yelled "fart".

Emperor Liang De said calmly: "I heard that Fang Shao just returned to Beijing from other places a few days ago."

The county captain said: "Exactly."

Emperor Liang De said regretfully: "Once a person dies, there is no way to investigate."

The county lieutenant added: "I have a new clue."

"oh?"

"Fang Shao has some close friends who are now in panic, hiding in the house and not daring to go out. From their mouths, the official learned... When Fang Shao came back, there was a woman with him. The woman was Fang Shao's sweetheart. , I think the two of them should be very close. Who else did Fang Shao come into contact with and where he might have contracted the disease. "

"Well, find her immediately. Even if she doesn't know anything, she may have contracted the disease if she spends time with Fang Shao."

"Yes, I will definitely live up to my official position!"

The ministers felt relieved after hearing this, but they were not completely relieved.

Now that the source can be found, perhaps by groping all the way to it, we can extinguish it in time.

But what is the identity of this woman? If you were wandering around outside, that would be a big deal...

The ministers were completely immersed in thinking about the whereabouts of this woman. Until they retired and walked out of the palace, they were still thinking about this matter.

And they just left.

Behind the screen, Emperor Liang De's shoulders slumped, he leaned against the back of his chair and gasped.

He Songning squatted beside him and supported him with one hand.

Emperor Liang De looked down at He Songning and sighed, "You have worked hard too."

He Songning whispered: "This is my duty."

That day, He Songning went to the palace to see him and knelt down and said that he had no cure for his illness and just wanted to serve him.

It was said that it was not easy to meet my biological father, how could I bear to be separated from him...

Emperor Liang De kept him.

In fact, keeping him is indeed a good choice.

He Songning is smart, not afraid of life and death, and puts him first.

And He Songning is very capable.

For some things, such as today's court meeting, Emperor Liang De didn't need to explain it in detail, and He Songning could immediately understand what he should do.

At this time, the imperial doctor came forward, diagnosed and treated Emperor Liang De, and asked the palace staff to get medicine.

The palace servants were waiting for Emperor Liang De to administer medicine, while He Songning frowned and asked the imperial doctor: "How is it?"

The imperial doctor wiped his sweat and said, "I haven't seen any improvement yet."

The emperor still seemed calm after hearing this. He turned to He Songning and said, "You are still young. If you die here, will you regret it?"

He Songning said firmly: "No."

If Xue Qingyin were to answer this question at this time, she would tell the emperor, "Maybe, but I will definitely regret not coming."

But He Songning is not Xue Qingyin.

He knew the emperor, but not that well. After all, he had never really gotten along with the emperor until now.

The emperor sighed softly and asked again: "In front of me, you can only call me 'Chen', don't you feel any resentment in your heart?"

He Songning said: "There is only pain."

The imperial doctor listened to this conversation in panic, feeling as if he had discovered something extraordinary, and immediately buried his head even lower, not daring to think further.

"Go back and rest. If you and I can survive this time...I will reward you." Emperor Liang De said and coughed heavily.

He Songning quickly supported him again, his face not showing the slightest joy because of the "reward", but worry written all over his face.

But he knew it.

When can the emperor not reward him? This is really not worth mentioning.

When the emperor said this specifically, it meant that the reward was extraordinary...

Was it to fulfill his wish?

...

He Songning spent ten days in the palace like this.

He simply stopped tying his hair.

He stayed by the bedside of Emperor Liang De day and night, serving tea and water, and doing everything a filial son could do.

As usual, he stood up from Emperor Liang De, holding a basin of water in his hand.

"Bang" exploded in the hall.

The basin fell to the ground, and He Songning fell down.

"Master Xue?" The palace servant asked timidly outside the screen, "What happened?"

He Songning closed his eyes tightly, and the old wound that had healed before began to ache again.

His heart sank...

Has he been infected after all?

But at this time, a palace servant ran in happily and knelt down and said, "Your Majesty! There is news from Chengxing Palace that the seventh prince can now get out of bed, so he must be well."

He Songning suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

The palace servants were eager to report the good news, and they didn't quite understand what position He Songning held in the palace now, so no one helped him for a while.

Emperor Liang De raised his hand at this time, grabbed the bedpost and sat up. He also breathed a sigh of relief.

The seventh prince can survive...

The possibility of his survival naturally increased.

"... Those who are still alive in Chengxing Palace will be rewarded heavily. Those who unfortunately died will be given the reward to their families outside the palace."

After saying this, Emperor Liang De said in a slightly harsh tone: "Why are you standing there? Help Master Xue up."

The seventh prince recovered, but He Songning fell down.

Because he suspected that He Songning was also infected with the disease, he was unable to serve Emperor Liang De again.

He was left alone in a side hall.

After nightfall, He Songning sat alone in the hall, looking through the four-petal lotus-shaped window lattice at the world outside.

The moonlight was cut by the window lattice and fell on the ground in pieces.

A strong sense of oppression and coldness rose from He Songning's chest.

"It seems that I regret it a little." He Songning murmured, "Qingyin."

The more you struggle in this world, the more you climb.

I just realized how precious it is if someone can love you wholeheartedly without any scruples.

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