Because both Shirley and the Empress Dowager fell ill, and the Imperial Medical Academy was unable to do anything, Emperor Kangxi began to widely invite talented people from all walks of life.

Emperor Kangxi opened his mouth, but finally said, "Send it to Cining Palace first!"

Taoists, Buddhists, shamans, and folk healers from all walks of life visited the Empress Dowager.

I came to see Sydney again the next day!

The doctor was somewhat helpless as Shirley did not show up.

After hearing the Buddhist teachings, Emperor Kangxi arranged for his concubines to copy scriptures to pray for the Empress Dowager and the Imperial Concubine.

Kangxi glanced at Liang Jiugong, who then made the arrangements.

The Taoists' direct statement, "follow the way of Heaven," infuriated Emperor Kangxi.

Finally, the Taoist priest pretended to do some calculations and said that Shirley's fate would encounter a hurdle this year; if she could overcome it, she would, but if she couldn't, then... the north would be unfavorable!

The shaman, hopping around in a trance, stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, only by heading south will you have a glimmer of hope!"

Sherry coughed in agreement, and Kangxi frowned as he dismissed them.

Sherry: Oh dear, please don't miss me! It took you so much effort!

The next day, Hesheli Fujin presented a token to the palace, but Sherry refused!

At night, Kangxi said in a trembling voice, "Yue'er, you must get better!"

Two days later, Emperor Kangxi issued an edict:

"The Imperial Concubine was unwell and went south to recuperate, with Taoist priests and shamans attending to and caring for her."

Sherry was quite puzzled, and then she asked the system to find out.

While Kangxi was struggling with his decision, the Taoist priest said that there was a medicinal spring on their mountain, and that soaking in it would strengthen one's body.

Moreover, the north is cold, so when she goes to the south, the Imperial Concubine's cough can at least be gradually relieved.

The day the shaman's successor passed away, he beat drums and danced for half a day!

Sherry thought the dancing was pretty good, but it just felt a little awkward watching her live.

When Shirley left the palace, she still wrapped herself up tightly.

Kangxi felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

He never imagined that their last meeting was when Sherry looked at him with a half-smile and a cold expression.

Sherry selected a few people, mostly those she observed and chose each day.

Kangxi then arranged for two teams of guards, one openly and one secretly, to protect him.

Sherry sat in the carriage, munching away!

Then it was another boat trip, and many people got seasick and were swaying from side to side!

Shirley also took the opportunity to see the secret guards arranged by Kangxi. One strong figure was hiding in the shadows, while the other three were guarding elsewhere, one of whom was a girl.

Sherry: Oh my god, my husband has appeared!

System: Are you serious?

Sherry: What else? I've already left the palace, can't I keep a few beauties?

A certain system: If only I had tried harder to teleport you back to before you entered the palace.

Sherry: Impossible. The original owner was definitely going to enter the palace. The Tong family was aiming for the empress's position.

Sherry knows so much!

After a long and tiring journey, Sherry finally arrived at a manor at the foot of a mountain.

There are pavilions and towers, and it is spring-like all year round. There is a dilapidated Taoist temple on the mountain.

While the Taoist priest and the shaman were routinely taking Shirley's pulse, Shirley couldn't help but ask a question.

"That dilapidated Taoist temple on the mountain is your territory?"

The increasingly rough-looking Taoist priest: ...

"Hey, I wouldn't have spoken so presumptuously if I didn't have a relationship with his master!" the rough Taoist said gruffly.

"What will happen if you speak recklessly?" asked the shaman's successor, Agu, hesitantly.

"My ancestor understands that you have to pay a price for what you gain. I haven't harmed anyone!" The Taoist priest wasn't actually that old, but he was so rough that he looked like a beggar. He looked like a beggar no matter how you looked at him.

That's what Sherry thought, and that's what she asked.

The increasingly rough-looking Taoist priest: ...

"How come you, a royal consort, don't act like one at all? Your mouth is so sharp!"

Sydney:……

Sherry couldn't help but laugh: "When you were trying to trick the vendor into giving you candied hawthorns for free, did you forget that you were also a master?"

The rough Taoist priest blushed, then turned pale, then red again: "That was forming a predestined connection! What do you know?!"

Sherry burst out laughing.

"Uncle-Master Xuankong, don't be angry. Think about the formation!" Agu quickly coaxed the rough Taoist, seeing his resentful expression.

After all, he had been honest and simple since childhood. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a solution. He remembered that the most clever person he had ever met was his master's good friend, Uncle Xuan Kong, so he sent a message.

Since the two of them have benefited, shouldn't they put on a serious performance?!

Sherry was overjoyed and sent someone to deliver some more silver to the two of them.

Master Xuan Kong, who had packed his things and was ready to leave, frowned slightly as he looked at the silver and food, and finally settled in reluctantly.

Sherry stayed alone in her bedchamber, saying she wanted to rest, and the palace servants went to tidy up.

Sherry looked at the palace servants in the courtyard. They were alright; one of them, Liuli, was one of Kangxi's people.

The father of her future child was squatting on the beam inside the house.

"Isn't it hard for you to squat there?" Sherry suddenly asked.

The person on the beam froze for a moment, then continued in that position.

"Get down, I'm not feeling well!" Sherry looked at the person and hesitated for a long time before jumping down.

"Our master ordered us to protect the Empress, please don't overthink it!" The man's voice was somewhat hoarse.

Sherry, wearing pearl slippers and a loose bathrobe, walked over step by step.

The person kneeling on one knee on the ground looked at the flawless white feet and the hazy, fleshy, and plump legs in front of them, as if they were still exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

Sherry smiled as she felt his heavy breathing.

"May I soak my feet?" Sherry leaned back in a chair.

No one on the ground dared to raise their head.

"This servant will go and fetch someone!" He kept his head down so that Sherry couldn't see his face.

"I'm talking about you!"

"...This servant obeys!" After a long pause, a low, hoarse voice came.

A short while later, an ordinary-looking girl brought in a foot bath tub.

After putting his things away, he left.

The man on the ground used his rough hands to take off Sherry's slippers. He looked at her small, delicate feet, which were no bigger than his palm, and lowered his head, licking his lips.

Sherry saw it and smiled broadly.

"Ah~ It's hot~" Shirley's voice was sweet and charming.

Sherry felt her little foot being pinched hard and then quickly released.

"Then, wait a little longer!" He let Sherry's foot step on his hand.

“Okay~” Sherry crossed her legs and saw that the head on the ground drooped even lower.

"Are you a secret guard?"

"Your Highness, it is I who am!"

"Answer me bluntly, do you have someone you like?"

"No!"

"Have you ever been to a castration room?"

"No!" The person on the ground suddenly looked up and then quickly looked down again.

What's your name?

"The Book of Changes!"

"Who got it for you!?"

"master!"

"look up!"

“…” Zhou Yi paused for a moment, then raised his head.

Sherry almost laughed in anger. She reached out and removed his mask. With his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, the face under the mask was naturally quite handsome!

Sherry bent slightly and stared intently at his handsome face. She thought his lips must be very kissable, neither thin nor plump.

Sherry: Is this the chiseled face described in the book?

A certain system: You're a talent, look at him!