Concubine Chen had no time to think, nor did she have time to consider whether the eldest prince's illness was contagious. She just wanted to stay with the eldest prince and take care of him.
The eldest prince's lips were chapped and he looked dying. The imperial doctors wore cotton veils and gloves on their hands for fear of contracting the disease.
But Concubine Chen did not take any preventive measures and ran straight in to visit the eldest prince.
Concubine Chen lay beside the eldest prince's bed and cried, while Ah Xiang stood at the door and cried too.
Ah Xiang originally wanted to follow in, but Concubine Chen wouldn't let her. Ah Xiang sobbed softly, thinking that Concubine Chen did this to protect herself.
Concubine Xi felt sour in her heart, as if half a bottle of vinegar was put in the noodles.
Concubine Chen rushed into the ward to visit the eldest prince regardless of anything, which made her look like a nobody.
He is not your own son, but you deliberately pretend to be a loving mother and son to outsiders. If you like to act so much, why don’t you set up a stage and perform yourself?
Concubine Xi had misjudged Concubine Chen. If Concubine Chen was really putting on an act for everyone to see, how could she have done it for so long? The eldest prince's illness was severe, and the doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau were helpless.
Gu Yinwei took a look from a distance, and it seemed like someone was under a spell.
Gu Yinwei didn't know anything about spells, so she wrote a letter and sent it to Wei Junzhai. Wei Junzhai was enjoying himself traveling around the mountains and rivers. He didn't need to spend any money on the trip. Whenever he visited a scenic spot, he would paint a picture and then send the painting to the post station. The people at the post station took the painting and sent a fast horse to deliver it to the palace, and then the eunuch presented it to the two concubines Xianzhen.
"Send it to me, the painting of a mountain retreat in autumn."
The clerk at the post station put away the painting and, as usual, gave some silver to Wei Junzhai. Wei Junzhai took the silver and thanked him.
"Thank you, I'm leaving now."
"National Master, wait a minute!"
"I've already given you the painting, why are you stopping me?"
"A letter has arrived from the palace. Please wait a moment, Imperial Master. I have sent someone to get it."
Wei Junzhai sat down to drink tea and said, "Hurry up, I still have to go climb the mountain."
The clerk ran to get the letter. After Wei Junzhai received the letter, he immediately opened it and read it.
The letter said that the eldest prince was seriously ill. Fearing that he had been cursed, Wei Junzhai didn't even drink tea. He stood up and rode a fast horse to Kyoto.
It takes at least ten days for a letter from the palace to be delivered from Kyoto to the post station. Judging from the ink marks on the letter, this letter has been at the post station for at least three days, which means it has been thirteen days. If he rushes back to Kyoto, it will take at least ten days.
It took a full twenty-three days. By the time he returned, the eldest prince's coffin would have been ready.
Wei Junzhai was in a dilemma. Either he pretended not to have seen the letter and continued to travel, climb mountains and enjoy the scenery.
No, no, the Queen Mother is a vengeful person. If she summons me and I refuse to see her, I’m afraid my future will be difficult.
Forget it, let’s go back.
Don’t mess with anyone but the Queen Mother. Go back to Kyoto, go back to Kyoto quickly.
Wei Junzhai was riding a horse, and the whip in his hand fell on the horse's back again and again. The horse ran fast, like a gust of whistling wind.
A group of bandits gathered on a distant hill. The leader of the bandits was carrying two big swords on his shoulders. When he saw Wei Junzhai, he threw away his swords and smashed them on the ambush mound.
"Damn it! It's just another fly! We've been squatting for half a month and haven't encountered a single fat sheep."
Another bandit said, "Boss, no matter how small a fly is, it's still meat. Don't worry about it. No matter how small a fly is, it's still meat."
He raised his knife and shouted, "Brothers, charge!"
"What are you rushing for? Stop it and go back to the village to sleep."
"A passing fly doesn't have much meat. Don't you remember how the group in the west died?"
There is also a hill in the west. Some uneducated young men have taken over the hill and become the kings. A few days ago, they robbed a messenger.
The officers and soldiers set out at night and destroyed the western stronghold in just two hours.
"It's not worth the risk for a messenger fly."
"But brother, winter will come as soon as autumn is over, and we have no food to last through the winter."
While everyone was thinking about it, Wei Junzhai had already ridden away. The horse he rode was a stilt horse provided by the post station. The horse was very fast and could travel a thousand miles a day.
Wei Junzhai's skin was tanned due to days of running around and fatigue. Before entering the palace, the guards carefully identified the token in his hand and took out the portrait of the current imperial master for comparison. However, they could not connect the rough man in front of them with the elegant imperial master of the past.
"What are you looking at?"
"Why, you're attracted to this teacher? This teacher, let me tell you, I don't like men."
The tone of his voice was as annoying as ever, and it was confirmed to be Wei Junzhai.
The guards interrogated him before letting him in.
Fugui came to pick him up personally: "Grand Master, please."
Fugui jogged all the way, and Wei Junzhai followed him.
"The eldest prince is in imminent danger. The Empress Dowager said he might be under a spell. Come, Grand Master, take a quick step."
Wei Junzhai hurriedly quickened his pace. That bastard had nothing to do after eating, so he actually cast a curse on the eldest prince. He was having a great time traveling outside, but was forced to return to the palace to work.
Just wait and see, wait until he finds out the real culprit behind this, and then watch him deal with these scoundrels.
Wei Junzhai hurried to the front of the Cining Palace. Chuchu brought him some tea to rinse his mouth. "Master, take a short break. It won't take too long."
Bian Tao personally took a fan and fanned Wei Junzhai. The cool wind blew beside his ears, and Wei Junzhai finally calmed down.
Chuchu tidied up Wei Junzhai's appearance, and Wei Junzhai went in politely to pay his respects to Gu Yinwei.
"Your humble servant greets the Queen Mother."
"No need to be so polite. Please go to the side hall and see the eldest prince. I see that he looks like he's been cursed. He can't eat and is getting thinner day by day. I have no choice but to use runes to seal off his life force."
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