Emperor Kangxi sent me to marry

Chapter 22 Name
This is what Haifeng didn't eat, No. 40 hours.

The story of Si Gege being evil in Nanyuan was widely spread in Liugong almost immediately, but no one dared to say it directly, including the imperial physician.

According to the diagnosis of "wind evil entering the body", they prescribe Taifang, which can neither cure the disease nor kill the person, and prohibit eating food in accordance with the usual practice.

Haifeng knew that this was Kangxi's bad taste and could not resist.

In addition to being an emperor, he has many hobbies, and medicine is one of them.Kangxi believes that children's illnesses are all due to greed and fasting, and net hunger can also stimulate the body's potential, so no matter what illness the children have, they should be hungry for three days.

Just in time, she had a splitting headache and couldn't eat.

That dream, like a sudden gust of wind blowing on the calm water, stirred up ripples in her mind, gradually expanding and expanding.

Finally, Haifeng understood.

This is not her first time travel.

In a sense, I am now reborn.

The memory of the past life is quickly revived, a large amount of information is squeezed into the consciousness in a short time, and sometimes Hai Feng can't even tell what is reality and what is the past.

For example, now, she seems to be in a scorching yurt, and the pain of dystocia tearing her body is very real, torturing the body of this five or six-year-old child.

The folk midwives who were recruited temporarily poured out the dark red blood to show to Kangxi's army physician, and then brought back the decoction to induce labor and helped herself to drink it down.

Regardless of the rules, the husband held her hand by the bed and accompanied her to give birth.

"Feng'er, be obedient, we don't want this life-threatening son anymore, you can't leave me, you can't die, don't torture me like this..."

She tried her best to raise her eyelids, and her eyes greedily lingered on her husband's tough eyebrows.

Where can it be.

This is the great-grandson that my grandfather, Chahun Dahan, had been looking forward to for several years. I worked hard and was pregnant for more than eight months.He grows up in my body day by day, he is the child you gave me, I hope he will come to this world soon, love him so much, and give him double compensation for the maternal love I have lost.

"Master, I can't make it. At least keep my son, let's be a husband and wife, keep it in mind."

"Don't be silly, I want to stay with you until I grow old, and we have only been married for a few years! No, I will go to Han Ama and ask him to make an order to kill this child in exchange for saving your life." !"

In a trance, Hai Feng took the hem of his clothes as his and dragged desperately, and Nanny Sai Lun hurried forward to wake her up.

"Si Gege, open your eyes quickly, the Empress Dowager is summoning you!"

Her perception then returns to the present again.

The three small rooms next to the small Buddhist hall are now filled with Buddhist scriptures and statues to help her drive away evil spirits.

"Oh, good. I'll get up now."

In fact, she was not in pain for most of the past two days.The daily life with her husband in her previous life is sweet to the heart. Hai Feng deliberately pretended to be devastated in order to drive away those mediocre and unfaithful servants.

Xiao Zhuang allocated Sai Lun and several reliable maids for her to use, and all the other personal servants took the opportunity to drive away.

"Ge Ge, there is a distinguished guest in the palace. Your business depends entirely on this person. You can treat me with courtesy later!"

Bathing and burning incense made Haifeng's hungry stomach even more uncomfortable.

Lagu Su Ma, who had been waiting for a long time, was holding a multicolored khata in her hand, four double-lenghts, the bright silk shining brightly, the vase, the treasure cover, the Pisces, the lotus, the right-handed snail, the auspicious knot, the Zunsheng banner, and the eight wheels of Falun. Rui Xiangtu is solemn and solemn, with auspicious dragons flying up and down, vividly.

Blue represents the sky, white represents the clouds, yellow represents the earth, green represents the river water, and red represents the space protector.

Mongolians use khata to express their high respect and cordial greetings to guests and elders; colorful khata are the clothes of Bodhisattvas and should not be used lightly.

Hai Feng vaguely guessed the identity of the visitor, but he was not sure.

"Mom Su Ma, what the hell..."

"The Empress Dowager prepared this by herself. The honorable guest who came from afar wants to see you, don't be afraid, just follow what I taught, just offer it as a present."

"Am I alone?"

"Yes. Don't be afraid, this is a good thing. Maybe soon, your illness will be cured under the blessing of the Buddha."

Hai Feng took it obediently, and went to the small Buddhist hall next door step by step.

On the vermilion door, there are two golden lions holding the door knocker. This is an all-too-familiar place, but today it looks particularly mysterious.

Gathering up her courage, she stepped across the threshold alone and closed the door tightly behind her.

If it was really him, no third person could hear the following conversation.

The green smoke is indistinct, and the Vatican bell shakes lightly.Sumeru seated on the Buddha seat, holding a flower and smiling.

Under the reflection of the golden bodies of Bodhisattvas from all directions, Hai Feng saw a very strong lama in yellow clothes sitting on the futon.

What a handsome uncle.

He was about fifty years old, kind-hearted, with red lips and white teeth, and his plump cheeks were slightly purple, which should be the sunburn caused by living on the plateau for a long time.

Holding the khata in both hands, Hai Feng bowed and bowed to offer it according to the Mongolian etiquette.

The lama also stood up and respectfully returned the salute to accept it.

"Good morning, Master."

Because he still didn't know his reason for coming, Hai Feng thought about it for a long time, and only came up with such a sentence that was not wrong at all.

"Si Gege is too far-fetched. Shouldn't you call me Uncle?"

Sure enough it was him.

Living Buddha Jebtsundamba Luosangdanbei Gyaltsen Master.

The younger brother of Chahun Great Khan of Tuxietu Khan, and the uncle of her husband.

Near nostalgia is more timid.

Hai Feng didn't dare to ask if her husband still remembered her.

Maybe Nanyuan was just an accident, he just acted bravely.

Really, how could there be such a coincidence that the two of them were born in childhood and continued their relationship?

Master Luosangdanbei Jianzan saw that she hesitated to speak, she was indecisive just like her grandnephew, made up her mind, and took out the Jade Buddha that she had replayed in her pocket and handed it over.

"He, told me to give this to you, bless you."

The emerald is inlaid with gold, and the whole body is emerald green. Anyone can tell at a glance that it is not ordinary.

The jade stone, which is only slightly bigger than a dove's egg, is vividly carved with a lotus seat, five lotus flowers, and an ancient Buddha burning lamp, with a calm expression.

Hai Feng's warm tears fell drop by drop.

Stupid or not.

This is the token of Tuxietu Khan's tribe that is only passed on to future heirs, and it is the favorite jade pendant of the first generation of Great Khan Gonpo.

Even when they were lingering all night in the king's tent, Dobu dared not let him leave his sweaty skin for a moment.

She finally remembered his name.

dundob.

Dundob Dorzi Borzigit.

The most vigorous warrior on the prairie, Kangxi's most important forehead, the vanguard of the Manchu-Mongolian Allied Forces who will always lead the battle.

"Dobuta, is he alright?"

"Fortunately, I just thought I frightened you on the fourth day of junior high school, and blamed myself so badly. He asked me to come, and besides the Jade Buddha, he also gave you something you wanted most."

"what?"

"free."

(End of this chapter)