in2ebook Chapter 269: Waiting for Diseases
Chapter 269: Waiting for Diseases
Yongzheng woke up for a moment, but his high fever was still there and he fell asleep again.
Not long after, Prince Guo and Prince Shen were summoned into the palace to accompany Yongzheng.
Shen Beile was fifteen years old, full of youthful energy. His face was as white as jade, revealing the youthfulness and purity of an unworldly youth. His sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, and his eyes were bright and spirited. He stood tall and straight, like a pine or cypress. His moon-white brocade robe fluttered in the wind, highlighting his graceful demeanor and youthful spirit. Because his mother was of humble origin, he also gained some favor from Yongzheng.
Prince Guo remained as refined and easygoing as ever, his every gesture revealing the composure and elegance of a noble family. He was handsome, with a high nose bridge and thin lips slightly raised. His half-smile seemed to carry an infinite tenderness. His eyes, when he looked at the Emperor, were filled with concern, a scene of beautiful brotherly harmony.
An Lingrong watched from the side, trying to recall the plot of the play. Shouldn't this be the time when Zhen Huan and the civet cat are most in love? How come she didn't notice their letter?
It seems that I helped Zhen Huan clear the obstacles in Ganlu Temple, so she was not driven to Lingyun Peak in the heavy snow. Even if she had a connection with the civet cat, it should not be much.
I just don’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.
But just in case, she still wanted to remind the civet cat.
While Prince Guo was taking a breath, An Lingrong also came outside the palace.
"Prince Guo is polite."
Prince Guo quickly turned around and bowed slightly: "Greetings, Madam Wenpin."
An Lingrong pursed her lips gently, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Your Highness, you have worked hard. The Emperor is ill this time, and this incident happened suddenly. Has it disrupted Your Highness's usual carefree life?"
Prince Guo shook his head gently. "Your Majesty, that's not true. My brother is unwell, and I am deeply concerned. I just hope he can recover soon. How can my trivial matters compare to my brother's health?"
"The clothes that the prince gave to Longyue last year fit her perfectly. It seems that the embroiderer put a lot of thought into it. I would like to trouble the prince to thank the embroiderer on my behalf."
"Your Majesty is so polite. I will pass on the message."
After saying this, An Lingrong casually said, "I remember that the prince was born in the year of the ox."
Prince Guo didn't know what she meant and just nodded slightly.
An Lingrong said calmly, "Your Highness has a full forehead and a square jaw, but there's a dark aura gathering between his eyebrows. I've calculated with my fingers and learned that you'll face a great calamity this year. If you wish to avert this, you must stay in the capital and not venture out, especially not to the southwest!"
After hearing her words, Prince Guo smiled and asked, "Your Majesty, can you tell faces?"
"Of course, everyone who knows me knows this. If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can go and ask around!"
Go ask Zhen Huan and see if she believes what I say.
Prince Guo's mind fluttered. Combined with what he had just said, he couldn't help but think more. Could it be that Concubine Wen knew about his relationship with Huan'er? What message did she want to convey to Huan'er through her words?
Anyway, let’s go back and ask Huan’er first!
"Thank you very much for your kind words, Madam."
"Remember, remember!"
After saying this, An Lingrong turned around and returned to the bedroom.
The bedroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, the only sound being the steady yet slightly heavy breathing of Yongzheng. He lay on the couch, his face revealing a hint of fatigue in the dim candlelight.
After a while, An Lingrong felt a little sleepy, and her body, which had been sitting upright, couldn't help but hunch over. However, considering the other people in the hall, she had to try hard to straighten her body and correct her posture.
Oh, it was so painful, I really wanted to go back to sleep. But Yongzheng had personally asked her to attend to him, and the Empress Dowager was looking for trouble with her, so she didn't dare to be caught again at this time, so she had to force herself to stay awake.
She glanced around, came to the couch, propped up her head and looked at Shen Meizhuang who was reading.
Shen Meizhuang put down the book in her hand and asked with a smile, "Are you tired?"
When An Lingrong heard this, she nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice. She looked so cute and a little naive.
"Then go back to Yonghe Palace first. I'm here!"
"What if the emperor wakes up and asks about it?"
"Sixth Prince and Longyue are at Concubine Jing's place. If the Emperor asks, I'll tell him you went to get them back!"
"Okay!" An Lingrong responded, but before she stood up, she heard footsteps.
Turning around, the queen appeared in a graceful manner. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a graceful figure. One hand gently rested on Jianqiu's hand, and she walked slowly and gracefully, showing the demeanor of a mother of the country.
Shen Meizhuang, An Lingrong and others in the hall saw the Queen coming, bowed and saluted and said in unison: "Greetings to Her Majesty the Queen!" Their voices were crisp but they did not dare to raise their voices too loudly.
The Queen lowered her voice and said, "No need to be so polite." Then she turned her gaze to Shen Meizhuang and An Lingrong and said, "You have worked hard!"
Shen Meizhuang's expression was calm, and she replied neither servilely nor arrogantly, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. Serving the Emperor is my duty, and I dare not complain about the hardship."
The queen nodded in satisfaction, then came to Yong's bedside. The tenderness in her eyes could no longer be hidden, as if it was about to overflow.
She guarded this nominal marital relationship, the ups and downs of which only she knew. Facing the ailing Yongzheng, all her emotions were channeled into a deep, affectionate gaze. In this rare, close moment, she could cast aside the rules and etiquette and simply gaze upon the man who was her husband. Even a moment of unbridled abandon was invaluable to her.
Looking at the Queen's expression, Shen Meizhuang and An Lingrong exchanged quick glances.
Even though they and the Queen had long been enemies, at this moment they had to admit that the Queen truly loved the Emperor deeply, and this love poured out from her eyes and could not be disguised.
Everyone in the palace was thinking in different ways. Suddenly, a low whisper was heard: "Huanhuan, Huanhuan..."
The sound was faint but seemed particularly clear in the silence.
Shen Meizhuang's originally gentle and peaceful face was struck by this voice. After a brief moment of shock, a trace of pain that was difficult to conceal spread in the depths of her eyes.
An Lingrong heard it clearly, but could only sigh that the belated affection was cheaper than grass.
Shen Beile, who was closest to Yongzheng, asked in confusion, "Seventeenth brother, what did the emperor say?"
Prince Guo's body stiffened slightly, but he quickly concealed his emotions. He slowly lowered his eyelids, quietly hiding the shock in his eyes, leaving only a calm indifference, and said softly, "I didn't hear clearly."
The queen, who was gazing at him affectionately beside the bed, had a changed expression.
It turns out that the emperor really misses that person in his heart!