Yinzuo felt very uncomfortable, dizzy, bloated, had no appetite, and was listless.

"Doctor Zheng! How is the Sixth Prince? When will the fever go down?" Nanny Cheng looked at him anxiously and asked.

Doctor Zheng, who had just finished taking the Sixth Prince's pulse, had a serious expression on his face. He could not answer this question.

Logically speaking, the disease should not be so serious if it is vaccinated with smallpox vaccine. The symptoms of the other three princes were also relatively mild, with the exception of the sixth prince.

"I have modified the prescription. You can get it later and feed it to Sixth Prince. I hope Sixth Prince's fever will go down as soon as possible, otherwise..." Doctor Zheng did not finish the next words.

But even so, Nanny Cheng knew what was going on, and that was why she was particularly frightened.

After Doctor Zheng left, Nanny Cheng was at a loss as to what to do when she saw the young master looking listless and unable to eat anything. She could only close the thick black bed curtains to prevent any light from leaking in. Before the young master recovered, he could not see the sun, moon and stars.

She could only burn incense and kowtow to the statues of the Goddess of Smallpox, the King of Medicine, the Saint of Medicine, the City God, the Land God and other gods set up in the temple, praying that the gods would protect the Sixth Prince and keep him safe. There was nothing else she could do.

Since the four young princes entered the West Three Buildings, the imperial doctors had to go to the Palace of Heavenly Purity every day to report to Emperor Kangxi on the physical conditions of the four young princes. This was usually after Emperor Kangxi had reviewed the schoolwork of the princes who were studying in the Upper Study Room.

After the back-swapping was over, the prince was the first to ask, "Father, this time Xiaoliu and his three other brothers went to the West Three Institute for vaccination. I wonder how they are doing now? Are they all right?"

Seeing that the prince was so caring towards his younger brothers, Kangxi patted the prince on the shoulder and smiled with satisfaction.

"Yesterday, the guards outside reported that they are all fine. Yinzuo even played with his three brothers, and their laughter could be heard outside the West Third Building. Don't worry."

Kangxi only mentioned Yinzuo in his words. Yesterday, the guard came to report and gave a detailed account of how the four sons got along with each other. Kangxi liked Yinzuo more and more because he was sensible and educated his younger brothers.

After all, Yin'er and Yin'e were a little spoiled. It seems that their biological mother should be warned not to overreach and place some nonsense-talking servants around the princes. As for Yinsi, he was born in a humble family and there was nothing to pay attention to. However, from what the guards mentioned, Yinzuo seemed to like him very much, so he seemed to have a good temper.

Upon hearing this, Yinzhen was still worried and was still playing around, which meant that the symptoms of the vaccination had not yet appeared.

Six years old! Six years old! It was exactly six years old. Yinzuo died at the age of six in his previous life. Even though Xiaoliu in this life was lively and active and rarely got sick, vaccination was still very risky. He was so scared!

When Kangxi returned to the main hall of the Palace of Heavenly Purity, four imperial doctors were already kneeling in the hall.

"Tell me, how are the vaccinations going for the four little princes? Do they have fevers? Do they have good appetites?"

The four imperial doctors looked at each other, and finally the most experienced doctor Zheng spoke.

"Your Majesty, the vaccination was done at 3:30 yesterday. The vaccination process for the Sixth Prince, the Eighth Prince, the Ninth Prince, and the Tenth Prince went very smoothly. In the afternoon, the princes were energetic and fine. It was not until the Chou hour that the Tenth Prince started to have a fever. Later, the other three princes also had fevers. The Eighth Prince, the Ninth Prince, and the Tenth Prince had mild symptoms, just a little discomfort. They had breakfast at Chen hour this morning and then fell asleep again."

Kangxi noticed something was wrong and asked, "What about the Sixth Prince? Why didn't you mention anything about him?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. The Sixth Prince developed a fever the latest, but his illness was the most severe. I can only change the prescription and increase the dosage of several herbs. Unfortunately, after waking up in the morning, the Sixth Prince can only swallow some water. He will spit out porridge or rice if he is fed. If the high fever continues, I am afraid he will ..."

Kangxi slapped the golden dragon armrest on the dragon throne.

"How dare you! My little six is ​​blessed by heaven, nothing will happen to him! I want you to do your best to treat him!"

"Your Highness obeys your order!"

After the four imperial doctors left the hall, they wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads. They had wanted to avoid the main issue and mention the Sixth Prince as little as possible, but they did not expect the Emperor to be so perceptive and actually asked him about it alone.

"I've told you this won't work. The Sixth Prince is being raised by the Imperial Noble Consort of Chengqian Palace, so the Emperor will naturally pay more attention to him. Let's go back and study how to reduce the Sixth Prince's fever!"

“Yes, yes, yes!”

At this time, Kangxi stood up from the dragon throne and paced back and forth in the hall. Liang Jiugong raised his eyebrows and immediately groaned in his heart. It seemed that he had to be more careful when serving the emperor recently, because the emperor was in a bad mood.

At this time, Kangxi really wanted to go to Xisansuo. He wanted to see his Xiaoliu with his own eyes. He still remembered the only time he took him out of the palace. The little guy laughed like a happy pill, which healed him from the confusion and trouble he was facing at that time.

In his heart, Xiaoliu was different from his other sons. He even decided to spoil him all the time. Knowing that Xiaoliu was not willing to study, he indulged Xiaoliu until he was six years old. Although state affairs were indeed busy, it only took a matter of words to let him go to the study to study. He deliberately did not mention it, because he wanted to let Xiaoliu play more easily and happily.

But he was the emperor, he could not go, he had to focus on state affairs. Even if he went, it would not help his condition at all. Knowing this in his heart was one thing, but he was still restless.

Just then, the Shanxi Provincial Censor impeached the Huguang Governor for extorting money and seizing the people's money and land for himself. Kangxi immediately ordered him to be dismissed from office and ordered Yu Chenglong to go in person to arrest and interrogate him.

In another memorial, the Censor-in-Chief impeached the Governor of Shanxi for demanding gifts from his subordinates when marrying his daughter. Kangxi immediately ordered the governor to be dismissed without any hesitation.

Two governors and ministers were dismissed and investigated in one day, which really shocked all the civil and military officials. Everyone wanted to know why the emperor was so angry. Finally, they learned that the four princes had been vaccinated together, and the sixth prince was in a serious condition. The emperor was extremely worried.

Now, all the governments in the capital that had heard the news helped the Sixth Prince to worship various gods and Buddhas, praying for their protection and a speedy recovery, lest the Emperor continue to act in such a drastic manner, which would harm innocent people and bring disaster to his entire family.

However, there has been a wave of enthusiasm for worshipping Buddha in the capital, and the supply of incense, candles and paper money are in short supply and the prices have started to rise.

The uninformed people were still wondering, "It's been two months since Qingming Festival, and there's still some time until the Mid-Autumn Festival. Why are all these wives and daughters of officials running to the temple?"

On the first day, the second day, and the third day, Yinzuo began to have a rash and his situation became increasingly critical. His elder brother Yinzhen had no interest in studying and was frequently distracted in class. He was reprimanded by the teacher several times and was now punished to stand while listening to the class.

The third brother Yinzhi, who disliked him, did not take advantage of his misfortune this time, because he knew in his heart that he was worried about the sixth brother.

After school, Crown Prince Yinreng came over and patted Yinzhen on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, there are four doctors watching day and night, nothing will happen. You and I have both been through this, and we both came out safe and sound, right?"

"Thank you, second brother." Yinzhen didn't say much. He really didn't have the energy to deal with it. The fear in his heart could not be told to anyone.

On the fifth day, the situation suddenly improved. Yinzuo had a low fever and was able to eat a little, although not much.

Although it is said that each person has his own room, they are actually very close. The yard is small, and everyone can hear their voices as long as they speak a little louder.

Although Yinzuo was not feeling well, he could still hear the crying of Yin'er and Yin'e. They called out "Sixth Brother" from time to time. Yinzuo forced himself to respond a few times to calm his brothers' emotions.

"Sixth brother is so itchy! Wow!" Yin'e had the loudest voice and was separated from Yinzuo by a wall. The sound of his crying almost made Yinzuo's already confused mind dizzy.

"Little Shi, don't scratch it. If you scratch it, it will leave scars, and it won't look good."

"Sixth brother, I'm so scared. It's so dark here, oooo..." Yinsi felt that everything around him was dark and he couldn't see anything. The nanny didn't allow him to get out of bed. He huddled in the corner, wrapped in a quilt and shivering.

At this moment, the crying voice of the eighth little Yinsi was heard again, so thin and sharp that it went straight into Yinzuo's ears.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoba. Sixth brother is right next to you. If you are afraid, just talk to me and I will chat with you." Yinzuo cheered up and comforted his younger brothers.

Yinzhen on the other side just cried. Later, when he heard Xiaoba chatting with Yinzuo, he stopped and joined their channel.

"Sixth brother, I want to play with the little pieces of paper from that day." Even at this time, playing was Yinzhen's top priority.

"That's called a picture card. The pictures above are drawn by me. They're very simple. Do you want to learn?"

Yinzuo wanted to divert their attention.

"But it's so dark here, I can't see anything." Yinsi said in a trembling voice.

"Then let me tell you the little story above." Yinzuo had been lying down for a long time and felt bored.

"Once upon a time there was a little boy who loved drawing. His last name was Ma Liang. He had a magic brush, and anything he drew with it would become real."

"Really? Can you lend it to me?" The tenth brother Yin'e suddenly said.

Being interrupted, Yinzuo asked him in a good-tempered manner: "What are you borrowing it for?"

"I want to draw a slingshot because my mother won't let me play with it, but I really want to use it to shoot birds in the sky."

"And me! I want to draw a parrot so that it can accompany me. I'm alone in the room and I feel so bored." Yinzhen wanted the parrot that his mother raised, but his mother didn't give it to him.

After listening to what they said, Yinzuo couldn't stop giggling.

"No wonder you two can get along so well together, you both like birds. Xiaoba, what do you want to borrow it for?" Yinzuo asked Yinsi, who had not spoken actively.

"I... I want to draw six... glass beads." Yinsi actually wanted to say Sixth Brother, but he felt that Sixth Brother was so good and must be unique, so he changed it to glass beads.

"Why is this?" Yinzuo was a little curious.

"He must have never seen it! Colored glass is so precious." Yin'e spoke frankly.

"I want to give it to my sixth brother." Yinsi said loudly, as if to refute Yin'e's previous speculation.

"Really? Thank you, Xiaoba, hahaha~" Yinzuo laughed happily.

"You only know how to please Sixth Brother. I don't need to draw. My mother has two glass bottles. They are very beautiful. When I get out, I will give them to Sixth Brother!"

Yin'e's mother, Concubine Niuhuru, was in charge of some of the deceased empress's belongings, and the pair of colorful glazed vases was one of them. Niuhuru treasured them so much that she would never display them normally. She only took them out occasionally to clean the dust, and then Yin'e would see them. If she knew that her good son was going to give them to Yinzuo so easily, she would probably be so angry that fumes would come out of her head.

In short, with Yinzuo's company, the other three little ones rarely cried or made a fuss. The servants who served them finally breathed a sigh of relief and regarded the Sixth Prince as a Bodhisattva in their hearts.

Ten days passed, the rash on Yinzuo's body began to disappear, and the fever subsided, but he suddenly fell into a coma. Because of him, Imperial Physician Zheng read ancient medical books day and night, changed the prescriptions, and bravely tried acupuncture, moxibustion, cupping, and even pricking the fingertips to bleed, but the man still did not wake up.

Yinzuo felt like he was floating, with no solid ground to stand on. No matter how he struggled, he could not escape this powerless state. Everything around him was white, with nothing in it. It seemed empty and boundless. He could not remember anything and felt confused inside.

"Why is he still unconscious? Doesn't anyone know the reason?" Kangxi became more and more annoyed.

The author has something to say:

I'm stuck. I feel sorry for Xiaoliu even now. I can't bear it.