The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 442 It's Spring Again
At this time - Hong Yun also came over.

He was so worried that he didn't sleep well all night, but when the time came, he immediately came to see his brother.

After entering the door, a room full of servants knelt down to kowtow to him, and Hong Yun saw the fifth younger sister raising her little hand, wiping the cracked eyes of the empress empress in a sensible way, and comforting her not to cry in a childlike voice.

The Queen Mother was sitting on the head of the bed, the curtains on the bed were lowered.

Hong Yun took three steps and made two steps across, and when he saw the situation on the bed, he couldn't help but stop.

He hadn't thought about it, but he hadn't seen him for a few days-he was alive and kicking, and his innocent and lovely brother had become like this.

"Fourth brother! Fourth brother!"

With a sore nose, Hongyun stretched out his hand to support the head of the bed, leaned down and called Hongli a few words.

But Hongli didn't respond at all.

He could only see his reddened face, his nostrils fluttering slightly, and on the edge of the bed beside him, there were faint traces of cold water - cooling, acupuncture, various prescriptions...

Tried everything.

Hong Yun's eyes were dark and gloomy, and he lowered his head silently. After a while, he said softly, "Mother Huang, what do the imperial doctors say?"

Gu Yaoyao didn't speak.

Hong Yun turned around and turned his gaze to the imperial physicians behind him.

The imperial physicians lowered their heads even more.

No one dared to look at the face of the prince-to-be.

……

Although Hong Yun is still very young, he has already understood what this terrible silence means after experiencing the incident with the third sister.

Do not!
He never wants things to develop to that point!
Hong Yun's eyes fell heavily on the floor tiles, he turned around suddenly, and said to Gu Yaoyao: "Emiang, why don't you ask Huang Ama to pass the decree quickly-the inside and outside of the clan are all one, if There are government doctors who are good at children with wind-cold, so there is no need to stick to any rules at this time, hurry up and bring them all into the palace!"

Gu Yaoyao wanted to stand up, but just as she left the embroidery pier, she crooked.

Hongyun and Erman next to her rushed forward to support her.

Hong Yun only felt that Huang's mother's hands were as cold as ice.

Gu Yaoyao looked at the eldest son, and just smiled wryly: "Your Huang Ama has already thought about it, and even found it overnight, these are the few."

She raised her finger and pointed to the few people standing beside her, only then did Hong Yun realize that those people were not dressed in imperial doctor's clothes, nor were they doctors from folk medical clinics.

It is the government doctor in the clan.

It seems that everything has been thought of.

Hong Yun's lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

In the window pane, the early morning sunlight came in, and Hong Yun realized that there were a few silver threads on the temples of the empress, which was particularly eye-catching in the morning light.

Gu Yaoyao stared at Hongli lying on the bed.

Hongli, who has always been mischievous, has never been so quiet.

During this night, how she wished that in the fragrance space, there were not only perfumes... but also some anti-inflammatory drugs and antipyretics.

Just one box is fine.

Just one box will save her baby!

But no.

None.

……

Wu Gege looked up at Gu Yaoyao's expression, finally couldn't help but lower the corner of his mouth, and cried "Wow".

In fact, she didn't know how things would develop in the end, but she just felt sore in her heart.

very sour.

The crying sound quickly spread in the room like some kind of ominous signal.

Then it spread outside the house.

Even the entire apse of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Seeing that Wu Gege was crying ominously, the nurse and the nanny rushed over for fear of offending the empress, covered Wu Gege's mouth, coaxed and frightened her, and finally carried her out.

Listening to Wu Gege's crying, Gu Yaoyao felt that she was in a trance.

……

At noon that day, the third elder brother Hongli died.

……

Gu Yaoyao can't remember how she went back to the bedroom, nor when Yinzhen came here.

In short, for a long time after this day passed, when Gu Yaoyao thought of the scene at that time, he could only flash a few scenes in front of his eyes like recalling the scenes of a movie.

For example, Yin Zhen came to support her with tears in his eyes.

For example, Hongyun fell down crying on the bed and shouted for his third brother.

For example, Wu Gege broke free from Mammy's hand again, ran over and stood at the door, crying heartbreakingly.

For example, all the concubines came here, and there were a few concubines who were well cared for, and the concubines also came here panting with the help of the maids.

There was a crowd of slaves kneeling in the dark inside and out, and everyone was crying.

Gu Yaoyao remembered that she clearly saw Yinzhen grabbing her shoulder and shouting to herself.

But she could only see the changes in his mouth shape, but couldn't hear any sound in her ears.

At the end of all the fragmented shots, there is complete darkness.

……

The spring of the second year of Yongzheng.

Another year has passed.

Military engine room.

Su Peisheng directed the servants to evacuate the lunch, and then walked in cautiously with his back bent, and reminded Long Live behind him in a low voice-for the sake of the dragon's health, it is time for Long Live to get up and move around.

This is also the request of the Long Live God, so Su Peisheng has to remind himself to get up and walk a few steps every hour and a half to activate his blood.

The qi and blood are blocked, and there are many diseases.

The military machine room is not big, and the shelves are full of scrolls.

Seeing Wan Sui walking back and forth in the room a few times, he turned to look at himself: "Have you sent it to the Queen?"

Su Peisheng immediately smiled and said: "If you go back to Lord Long Live, the servant has brought someone to send it to you just now. The empress likes it very much."

This is talking about dessert.

Today's dining room has made seasonal fresh fruits into fruit crisps. When Long live tasted it, he thought the queen would like it, so while dealing with the important military affairs, he didn't forget to ask someone to send a copy to the queen. .

Su Peisheng thought: Don't say that the empress is always favored.

Even if the empress is not favored, with the addition of the pain of bereavement, Wan Sui will feel pity.

Last year when brother Hongli passed away - how sad the empress is...

This is already the second blow for her.

When I was in the northwest, the Sangege incident had already made the Empress very sad.

Wansui is also very careful now - taking care of the empress empress.

Probably because she was afraid that she would be like a certain imperial concubine in the previous dynasty, because of the pain of losing her son, she would be devastated, and finally die at a young age.

That imperial concubine is also very favored by the emperor.

But the emperor failed to keep his beloved woman's life in the end.

Su Peisheng sighed silently, thinking in his heart: In the final analysis, it is because of too few heirs of the Long Live Lord.

To put it simply and crudely, it is six words: too few people, can't afford to die.

If it was like in the Kangxi Dynasty, there were dozens of princes and hundreds of grandsons—although the pain of losing a son made Wansui extremely sad, it was still much better than it is now.

……

When it was time to light the lamps, Yinzhen and the ministers finally came out from the military computer room.

Su Peisheng is very clear - this does not mean the end of the day.

Quite the opposite - it's the beginning of Long Live's night work.

He is about to go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to review the memorial.

However, before that, Long Live must go back to see the Empress.

(End of this chapter)