Leader Lan Palace

Chapter 656 Volume Two 173-174
When he lowered his eyes, he also saw the fear and despair in her eyes.

With a sigh, he turned around and blew out the candle, covering her deeply...

Thinking of the upcoming months of separation, she cherished his closeness; but when she thought that her illness would be passed to him, she really wanted to commit suicide.

But he waited patiently and meticulously for her to relax.

She bit her fingertips and sobbed: "But Grandpa... what should I do about this disease?"

But he became arrogant: "I forgot who I am? I am the Son of Heaven! I naturally have the best medicinal materials and the most remarkable doctor in the world. Don't worry, if I also get sick, they will naturally take care of me. Besides I don't know how many times stronger than you, and I will definitely get better faster than you!"
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This night, Wanxi was extremely tired and fell asleep.

This night was also the first night when Wanxi found out she was ill and slept soundly.

Although he was still afraid that the disease would be passed on to him, he had to admit that this mountain-sized matter was not so heavy because of his sharing.

She slept until she woke up, and at what time did Wanxi suddenly push the emperor.

The emperor snorted softly: "Putting me out again! I said it earlier, but it's too late to push it now."

Wanxi covered her face with a quilt: "It's Master Jiu!...Did you forget that Master Jiu is still handing out a sign to see you?"

The emperor turned over and sat up with a sigh: "No, I forgot. But it doesn't matter. There is a valet in the office outside the palace gate. He can't be cold or hungry."

Wanxi still pushed: "Master... let's go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

The emperor sighed softly: "Okay, it's time for the master to get up. You should sleep well today, wake up and clean up. The master will send you to the garden today."
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At daybreak, Fu Hengfang, who had been on duty all night at the performance office, got the order and went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to meet him.

Sitting in the duty room of the foreign affairs office all night, all the suspense in my heart is Jiu'er's situation, how can I feel sleepy this night?After the whole night, his eyes were already bloodshot.

Fortunately, all the ministers of the DPRK and China kept a spare set of official uniforms in the courtyard of the Thousand Steps Corridor. Fu Heng hurriedly changed his clothes and followed the eunuchs from the internal affairs office into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

When he walked into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he couldn't help but glanced in the direction of the chaofang of the Military Aircraft Department.

The Military Aircraft Department is the military aircraft center of the Qing Dynasty, and it is the closest to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.As a rule, the Military Aircraft Department has the Minister of Military Aircraft on duty at twelve hours a day, even at night.

If he can enter the Military Aircraft Department... No matter how his status in the court will change, at least he can be closer to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.If Jiu'er has something to do, she doesn't have to sit and wait in the duty room at the far away office like tonight.

Almost for the first time in his life, he had an almost greedy desire for the position in the Military Aircraft Department.
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Fu Heng walked into the West Nuan Pavilion of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and saw the emperor's tired face, but his eyes were burning like stars in the morning and night sky.

Fu Heng hurriedly asked to kneel down, but the emperor waved his hand: "Stand back, stay away from me."

Fu Heng was startled.

In the past, the emperor had always been close to him. Whenever he met alone, the emperor always told him to "get closer".What's the matter today?
The emperor also saw the surprise on Fu Heng's face, and couldn't help but snorted softly: "Don't think too much, I'm thinking of you too."
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Although Fu Heng was full of worries about Jiu'er's affairs, he wished he could just open his mouth and ask Jiu'er what was going on.But at this time, he was in front of the emperor, and Jiu'er was already the emperor's concubine... He thought about it again, but he could only swallow this moment forcefully. Report the events of the past year to the emperor.

The emperor nodded: "You have written notes to report these things, and I know all about them. You have handled them well. In the past two years in Shanxi, you have done a good job. I am very relieved."

The emperor paused for a moment, his gaze narrowed: "I'm calling you back to the capital this time... well, I still want you to go back to the garden and continue your job as the management minister of the Old Summer Palace."
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Fu Heng was startled again: "Your Majesty?"

The emperor took all the changes in Fu Heng's expression into his eyes, hid his narrow smile, and deliberately grimaced and snorted solemnly: "Although you are the governor of Shanxi now, I haven't asked you to completely relieve yourself of the internal affairs. The title of minister. The Old Summer Palace is still managed by your subordinates. Therefore, it is better to let you take care of it this time."

Fu Heng fell on the ground, his mind spinning.

On the night when he returned to Beijing, he handed over a sign overnight to ask for an interview, and when Jiu'er had an accident, he didn't believe that the emperor didn't understand his intentions at all.

He didn't summon him all night last night, he believed that it wasn't because of the emperor's deliberate reason that he went.

But the emperor finally summoned him this morning, and he talked about him like this, saying that he must be called Yuanzi...Fu Heng, who has been tempered by a few years of feudal officials, is now more mature and capable.When the emperor said this, his heart skipped a beat, and he finally understood what the emperor meant!

Jiu'er suffered from such an illness, in order to avoid criticism in the palace, it was naturally the most appropriate way to move to the garden to recuperate.And this errand, the emperor entrusted him to do it again!
He was overjoyed in his heart, couldn't help taking off his official hat, and kowtowed to the ground: "Slave, thank you for your trust! This servant will definitely handle this job well, and I will never disappoint the grace of God!"

(End of this chapter)