Chapter 852 The eldest prince is sick?
The Fourth Master didn't bother to look at Prince Zhi, but just exchanged a glance with Wen Jiu, and both saw worry in each other's eyes.
Obviously, everyone was worried about the Crown Prince and waited with bated breath for the Queen Mother's next words.
"Your Majesty, what's going on? Baocheng, why haven't you come up yet?"
Just when the atmosphere was at a stalemate, the curtain of the empress dowager's carriage was lifted, revealing the empress dowager's smiling face.
Emperor Kangxi glanced at her and smiled, "The Empress Dowager is calling you, why don't you go and keep her company?"
"Yes." The prince responded with a fist clasped, glanced at Emperor Kangxi, and moved his lips slightly. In the end, he said nothing and got into the car first.
"Emperor, haven't you been feeling unwell recently? Don't catch a cold soon, get in the car quickly." The empress dowager smiled and advised.
"Yes, I will get in the carriage right away. Please let the Empress' carriage go first."
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"Master, will His Royal Highness the Crown Prince be okay this time?" After getting in the car, Wenjiu lifted the curtain and took a look at the front, and couldn't help asking.
The Fourth Master shook his head. "I don't know, but I'm afraid this matter won't end well. Soetu is seriously ill, and the Emperor hasn't said a word. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold out for much longer. Second Brother and Soetu have always had a deep relationship, so it's impossible for him not to plead for mercy after learning about it. ... If Second Brother were truly seriously ill, it wouldn't be a problem, but given the current situation, there's no guarantee the Emperor won't be furious."
Wen Jiu frowned: "I hope the embezzlement of military equipment has nothing to do with the Crown Prince."
This is only the fortieth year of Emperor Kangxi's reign, and there is still a long time before the Fourth Prince ascends the throne. If the position of crown prince is unstable now, how can there be a peaceful life?
"This matter... may not have nothing to do with my second brother..."
Wen Jiu's eyes widened as he listened: "Master, the prince..."
"Let's wait and see. What happened back then was very complicated, and it would take more than a day or two to investigate. However, the Emperor has been away from the capital recently, and the assassination of Lord Li, who advised the court, is still a strange matter. I hope this matter doesn't lead to my second brother..."
"Master, what should we do?"
Upon hearing this, the Fourth Master rubbed Wenjiu's head and said, "Master Gui, why am I telling you all this? Just do your own thing. Eat when you're supposed to, drink when you're supposed to. When we get home later, just take the children and have a good sleep. I'll take care of the rest."
Wenjiu blinked twice: "Okay."
A little later, the Fourth Master followed him into the palace again, and Wenjiu brought the children into the mansion as well.
"I, the concubine Song (Niuhulu) (Geng), respectfully welcome Concubine Wen, and the Second, Third, Fourth, and Fifth Princes back to the mansion."
At the gate of the Fourth Master's mansion, the servants and the princesses were kneeling on the ground. When they saw the carriage carrying warm wine, they immediately saluted.
"Everyone, get up."
Wenjiu stuck his head out of the carriage, took a look and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
It's really rare today that both Fu Jin and Li didn't come?
Even if he didn't miss me, he should have missed the prince. Before, whenever the prince went out, no one in the mansion would be absent.
How could these two be so peaceful today?
He immediately looked towards Song, only to find that she looked very good, but the others around her were not so good. They looked pale and thin, and it was obvious that they had not had a good life.
"Concubine, you are back. I brought people to your yard early to help you clean it up. I want to make sure it is exactly the same as when you left." Song said with a smile on her face.
"Ms. Song is such a kind-hearted person. We had so many disagreements before, but you still helped me clean up the house." Wen Jiu glanced at Song with a smile.
"Look at what you said. That was all because I was blinded by greed and didn't see how good you are. We have been looking forward to your return these days, as if we were looking forward to the stars and the moon. Finally, you are back."
The carriage carrying warm wine was moving quite fast, and Song trotted after it, still smiling as brightly as a flower.
"The prince really loves his concubine so much that he wouldn't let you take even a few steps into the mansion. I really envy you."
"I'm sorry, but I have to trouble you to suffer with me."
"No, no, I'm just going to chat with you for a few minutes, so it's no big deal if I run a few steps." Song Gege glanced at Wen Jiu and sighed heavily, "Alas, my eldest brother has been ill recently. He hasn't been feeling well, so he can't come to greet you. I hope you won't blame me."
Wen Jiu: "Is the eldest prince sick?"
Song: "Yes, I was so sick the past two days that I was completely confused and couldn't speak clearly. I also had a high fever.
Fu Jin didn't know whether she was possessed by a demon or what, but even when her eldest brother was in such pain, she still made him study hard until late at night.
"If this continues, the eldest prince's health will eventually break down," Song said, giving Wen Jiu a meaningful look.
Wen Jiu frowned slightly: "What did you say, the eldest prince is sick?"
If I remember correctly, I received a letter from Honghui about ten days ago.
Honghui would write letters to the Fourth Master and himself every day.
Of course, most of the letters he wrote to himself were about his thoughts about his younger brothers.
But he didn't mention anything about being sick.
Song Shi looked at Wen Jiu's expression and felt a little suspicious. She came to Wen Jiu because she wanted to do him a favor in advance. After all, the whole family knew about this news. If things continued like this, the eldest prince might not have much time left to live.
It is possible that any of the second eldest sons who lost Wenjiu would become even more precious and become legitimate sons.
But looking at Wenjiu's expression now, could it be possible that she really cares about the eldest prince?
After thinking about it carefully for a moment, I felt that something was wrong.
It is absolutely wrong for Wen Jiu to be so kind. He is like a weasel paying a New Year's visit to a chicken, with no good intentions.
Could it be that she wants a good reputation now?
"Mother, is my brother sick?"
Before Song could figure out the key point, she heard a crisp sound in the carriage. She looked up and saw an extremely handsome little prince blinking his black grape-like eyes at the warm wine. She couldn't help but look at the child twice more.
I have to say that this wine-warming woman isn't very good, but the child she gave birth to is truly beautiful. I've never seen such a smart child.
"Well, your older brother is sick." Wenjiu responded.
"Mother, are we going to see Big Brother?"
Wen Jiu hesitated for a moment: "Dabao, do you want to go see your brother?"
"Well, my brother brings gifts to Dabao, and Dabao also brings gifts to my brother. Dabao is worried."
Wen Jiu patted his son's head and said, "Then wait a little longer until your father comes back, and go see your brother with him, okay?"
"Yeah, okay!" Dabao nodded happily.
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