Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Fourth Master's Imperial Consort

New book is open: "Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Fourth Master's Beloved Consort", welcoming new and old friends to follow.

Before transmigration, Lin Mengyao was a leftover woman ...

Chapter 324 Concealment

"Dr. Miao, please wait!" Liang Jiugong hurried after them. The Fourth Prince, Lanqin, and Miaoshou were walking towards the small garden when they turned around and saw Liang Jiugong chasing after them. After he calmed his breathing, the Fourth Prince frowned slightly and asked, "Is there something wrong, Father Emperor?"

Liang Jiugong waved his hand and said, "His Majesty has already taken a nap. However, His Majesty instructed this old servant to convey a message to Doctor Miao: 'His Majesty's illness concerns the entire nation, so do not mention it to anyone.'"

Upon hearing this, the skilled doctor immediately understood.

Lanqin thought that these were Kangxi's instructions to Miaoshou, and thought to herself: Kangxi is indeed meticulous, even such a matter must be given personally. In fact, no one dares to talk about the royal family's privacy, especially the emperor's.

Therefore, she said kindly to Liang Jiugong, "Eunuch Liang, we understand the importance of respecting the patient's privacy. There's no need for you to make the trip yourself. My husband and I will speak with Dr. Miao ourselves."

Liang Jiugong was taken aback, then said, "This old servant is just being talkative, I hope Your Highness will forgive me. This old servant still has to serve His Majesty, I'll take my leave!"

After saying that, he gave Miaoshou a meaningful look, and the latter nodded slightly in understanding.

After Liang Jiugong left, Fourth Master and the other two continued into the small garden and sat down in the pavilion. The pavilion was surrounded by towering trees, most of whose leaves were already half-yellow, some already swirling down from the sky to fall into the dust and become next year's spring mud. However, there were also some evergreen plants around the pavilion, such as ash trees and pagoda pines.

After a moment of silence, Miao Shou finally spoke up: "Fourth Master, I want to go back and pack up. I've lived there for ten years, and it's really hard to leave now."

Lanqin was looking around at the surrounding plants when she heard Miaoshou say that, and casually asked, "Uncle Miao, where are you going?"

A bead of sweat rolled down the Fourth Prince's forehead as he thought to himself: This little princess, she's so slow-witted! But she's also surprisingly clever in unexpected ways!

Sisi, she's not smart at all, she's just got the brain of someone from hundreds of years in the future. She could easily be a semi-prophet here.

Lanqin glanced at the Fourth Prince with a puzzled look, only to see him say, "Sir, you will be serving by Father Emperor's side from now on. This Prince must congratulate you!"

"Oh~~" Lanqin glanced at Miaoshou in surprise, but saw no joy on his face. She asked in confusion, "Uncle, so many people want to get into the Imperial Hospital but can't. You got in right away. Why don't you seem happy?"

Lanqin has always been straightforward and speaks her mind. She didn't care whether Miaoshou was willing to enter the Imperial Hospital at that moment, and just said what she thought.

"Sir never intended to come with the master, so naturally he wouldn't want to enter the Imperial Hospital!" Fourth Master raised his hand and flicked Lanqin's forehead again.

Miao Shou looked at the two of them, pondered Liang Jiugong's words for a long time, and then said to the Fourth Prince, "Fourth Prince, may I ask you to grant me a request for the next matter?"

Fourth Master turned his head away from Lanqin and said solemnly, "Please speak. Sir, you were brought by this Prince, so I will naturally make things convenient for you."

Miao Shou nodded. The two seemed to have grown closer after their initial misunderstanding. Miao Shou then said, "From now on, no matter what I do wrong before the Emperor, I humbly request that Fourth Prince put in a good word for me!"

Everyone is afraid of death. Although the skilled healer has no relatives or friends, he could have lived a carefree life for several more years. But now he is forced into the most troublesome place in the world. How can he not worry?