Chapter 20
The so-called experience of being sick is nothing more than writing down where you feel uncomfortable.
Fever is the simplest thing. In order to save energy, he wrote very lightly, with fonts as small as mosquitoes and flies. He supported the hot head of the gangster and wrote a thousand words.
Very delicate and watery.
Including how he feels about eating, sleeping, and walking.
He had to try to change his cheap dad's mind within a limited time. Even though it was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit, he did not lower his true value.
Considering the number of words, give him more life value!
It was getting dark, and Ye Xiaoyuan came in and brought him a lamp. Qu Dubian covered it up. Seeing that he was reading and practicing calligraphy, Ye Xiaoyuan did not disturb him. He brought in some snacks, reminded him not to work too hard, and then gently closed the door.
Finish writing the last word.
Qu Watanabe said: "Submit."
Simulator: [Scanning.]
Simulator: [Scan complete, evaluating.]
Simulator: [Evaluation completed. The host has not actually experienced a day, so deductions will be made as appropriate according to the program. The available lifespan value is 35 days.]
[The remaining life value has been updated.]
[Total remaining lifespan: 36 days]
It took a few days longer than expected. Qu Watanabe immediately adjusted the 100% true value to 0. His body was still burning, but his mind became clear instantly.
Simulator: [The host has submitted his experience. Do you want to shorten the original three-day simulation time to the shortest one day?]
Qu Watanabe: "Not yet."
Simulator: [Happy simulating.]
When I sat down, it was still afternoon. When I finished writing, it was completely dark.
He threw the piece of paper with his insights written on it into the charcoal brazier, and waited until it was burned clean before he lay down on the desk. Unable to resist the fatigue, he fell into a light sleep.
Ye Xiaoyuan originally came in to urge him to rest. He came in several times in the afternoon. The little prince was studying hard, so he just brought him some snacks and didn't disturb him.
Unexpectedly, when he came in this time, he found the little prince asleep on the desk, so he walked over gently and wanted to carry the child to bed.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt the amazing heat emanating from the child.
Ye Xiaoyuan's heart trembled.
He reached out to touch the little prince's head, and the scorching heat burned all the way into his heart.
He shouted almost in panic:
"Koharu...Koharu! Come in--!"
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late at night.
Purple Palace.
Emperor Chongzhao woke up suddenly, sweating profusely.
He subconsciously raised his head and wiped the sweat off his face, only to find that his breathing was rapid and his hands were shaking.
I just had a dream.
There was no prophecy from the Astronomical Bureau in the dream. Concubine Yun was alive and well, and she raised their young son with him.
But the child had not yet turned three when he developed a high fever and slowly died in his arms. He had just experienced the pain of losing his son, and Concubine Yun could not bear it, so she held the child's body and was burned in a fire.
Concubine Yun shouted: "The Astronomical Observatory harmed me, and it will be punished--"
"Your Majesty, save Watanabe, save our children——"
He could only watch and wanted to rush into the fire, but was held back by the crowd.
Until the fire goes out.
Two charred bodies appeared before him, the mother protecting her child, merging into one. The overwhelming pain and despair seemed to be real, turning into thousands of sharp swords, piercing through his heart.
Until waking up.
The dense pain in his heart was gnawing at his flesh like ants.
"Yu Decai."
Eunuch Yu said, "Your Majesty, it's only been a few hours, why are you awake?"
He was about to draw open the curtain when he heard the emperor's voice stopping him.
"Go get a glass of water."
Eunuch Yu agreed, and then heard another sentence: "Hot."
Hot?
Eunuch Yu was really puzzled. Usually the tea was cold, but was His Majesty confused today?
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The lights in Ju'an Hall were on all night.
Doctor Qiu from the Imperial Hospital was watching over him the whole time. During this period, he also asked Wen Xiaochun to go to the Imperial Hospital to get the medicine and watched as it was being decocted.
When taking his pulse, his face did not look very good.
I have some thoughts in my mind.
Such a young child, taking his pulse, it was clear that he wasn't in good health to begin with. If the sudden high fever lasts for a long time, it's hard to say whether he can survive.
It was difficult for him to say this, so he said, "Use some mild medicine first to see if it can be suppressed."
When feeding him the medicine, Qu Watanabe woke up.
He smacked his lips and found the medicine not too bitter.
Qu Dubian quickly got into the mood. He looked at Doctor Qiu and curled his lips, as if he was about to cry or not. "I want to see my father..."
"Father, you just don't want me anymore."
"Send me away."
"Why... My brothers have all seen our father, but I am the only one who has not..."
"Father hates me."
When a child is sick, his voice is very small, like a listless sick cat, his face is red with fever, his lips are pale, and there are tears in his eyes.
With a slight blink, tears burst out from the thick eyelashes and fell.
He cried silently, but his nose was red, and he looked aggrieved and sad, which made people feel sad at the sight of him.
Doctor Qiu also had a baby at home, and seeing him like this, he felt bad and sighed. It was really pitiful.
Ye Xiaoyuan's chest felt like it was hit directly.
When the little prince was about to be sent away, he did not show any unhappiness. He had been studying all afternoon and had no time to interact with people outside.
Such a sudden change can only mean that the little prince actually understands what being sent to the palace means.
Understand, but don’t say it.
He even smiled and coaxed them like a little adult.
Ye Xiaoyuan sat on the edge of the bed, half hugging Qu Dubian, hugging him tightly, his voice choked.
Even the consolation seemed feeble and powerless.
"That's not the case, Your Highness..."
That’s actually the case.
But that was all he could say.
"Your Highness, take your medicine carefully. When the palace gates are opened in the morning, we will go and report to His Majesty. His Majesty... His Majesty..." and we will come to see you.
In the end, these words were never said. A lie that could not be fulfilled could only cause greater hurt.
Ye Xiaoyuan: "Your Majesty will definitely care about you."
Qu Watanabe said sorry in his heart. He didn't want to make Ye Banban worry so much, but whether he could stay and, to a certain extent, wash away the reputation of being an illegitimate child and let the seeds of suspicion of his stepfather towards the Astronomy Bureau germinate, all depended on this time.
Wen Xiaochun couldn't help but say, "Doctor Qiu."
Imperial Doctor Qiu said, "Don't worry. If the prince is ill, the Imperial Hospital will report it to His Majesty."
The before was the before, and the now is the now.
The prince who receives attention is naturally more valuable than the prince who does not.
Judging from the situation, he had to stay in Ju'an Hall tonight to boil the medicine and diagnose at any time. He didn't know that the little prince had such a high fever before coming. If he didn't take good care of it, he might be implicated.
After Wen Xiaochun shouted that time, he remained silent. It was only after Ye Xiaoyuan called him several times that he came back to his senses.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Wen Xiaochun stood behind the curtain beside the bed, his eyes fixed on the little prince's flushed and uncomfortable face.
His fingers in his sleeves were clenched tightly, his finger bones were bluish white, but he said softly:
"Nothing."
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The second day.
Imperial Doctor Qiu had been waiting outside the Zichen Palace early.
As soon as Emperor Chongzhao came to the morning court, he heard the imperial physician Qiu report:
"Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince in Ju'an Palace had a sudden high fever yesterday. It has been a whole night and there is no sign of it subsiding. I am not very skilled, so please ask Your Majesty to ask the experienced doctors in the Imperial Hospital to diagnose it."
"High fever? Last night?"
Emperor Chongzhao stood up subconsciously and immediately thought of the dream he had last night.
Is this father-son connection, or... ?
He suppressed the bad thought and said, "Call all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital who are good at treating children with fever."
Doctor Qiu: “Yes.”
He breathed a sigh of relief. Now, even if something happened, the responsibility would not be borne by him alone.
After he left, Emperor Chongzhao began to feel restless.
He had a dream last night that his youngest son had a fever.
No one would believe that this wasn't a father-son connection.
The first and second dreams were both related to Concubine Yun and the youngest son. In the first dream, a black disaster star fell into the Star Observation Department, and in the second dream, Yue Qing said bluntly, "The Star Observation Department harmed me." Could it be that Yue Qing was really reminding him of something in the dark?
Emperor Chongzhao knocked on the table rhythmically and ordered: "Send out the secret guard who went to see Xiaoqi last time and keep an eye on him for me."
The leader of the secret guards was slightly surprised.
After all, the secret guards are in the dark.
They handle too many royal secrets, and generally speaking, they are not easily transferred out. Once they show their true colors in front of people, or often come into contact with outsiders, the secrecy will gradually decrease to a dangerous level. The end result is that they lose the qualification to be a secret guard. In addition to death, they will have their hands and feet broken and be locked up forever.
It is rare for the same person to be transferred out so frequently.
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Fengwu Palace.
It was customary for concubines to pay their respects to the Queen's palace every day.
In fact, the so-called greeting was just a large-scale tea party in the harem. The palace has been very quiet in recent years and everyone spoke for a much shorter time.
These days are different. I wish I could sit on the chair in the Queen's Palace and live here.
The queen was beautiful, sitting in the first seat, and the sweet tea beside her had been changed three times. Listening to the chattering below, she thought to herself that the sweet tea today was too bland, and she would try adding some red dates next time.
Noble Lady Rong: "Originally, I was transferred to Dongyuan to study, and I thought it was a turnaround, but I didn't expect... it would end up like this. I'm really unlucky."
The fifth prince's mother was Concubine Rong, who was not qualified to raise the prince. However, Concubine Rong's family got on board Concubine Lan's family and made considerable contributions in the areas under their rule.
Concubine Lan also gave a push behind the scenes, so Emperor Chongzhao showed special favor and allowed Concubine Rong to keep the fifth prince by her side.
From then on, Concubine Rong became Concubine Lan's lackey, always trying to curry favor with her.
Not only did she curry favor with Concubine Lan herself, she also asked her son to curry favor with the Sixth Prince.
So many times, the attitude displayed by Concubine Rong was the same as Concubine Lan's attitude.
Concubine Lan chuckled and said, "Well, the Seventh Prince is about to leave, so it's better to say less. Concubine Yi, I heard that the Fourth Prince and the Seventh Prince have a good relationship?"
Concubine Yi turned the Buddhist beads in her hand and closed her eyes and said, "It's the children's own business. He can make friends with whoever he wants. This palace doesn't care about this."
Stubborn, so boring.
Noble Lady Rong covered her lips and said, "Sister, please ask the Fourth Prince to have less contact with Ju'an Palace. It will bring bad luck, and no matter how many times you recite sutras, it won't go away."
She tilted her head to look at Concubine Lan: "The Sixth Prince is very sensible and well-behaved. I need to learn from you how to teach children."
Concubine Lan paused, then picked up the teacup and took a sip somewhat awkwardly.
"Yes, he is very sensible. When I came, he was already reading by himself."
Noble Lady Rong complimented, "Excellent, excellent."
The queen sighed in her heart and said some false nonsense:
"Although the fourth, fifth, and sixth princes are young, they are all calm and sensible. You have worked hard to raise the royal heirs. When you leave later, I will prepare new cloth for you to make new clothes for the children."
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Xiuxiang Palace.
There was chaos everywhere.
The Sixth Prince was very angry and said to the eunuch who stopped him, "Get out of the way! You won't understand even if I tell you."
"Why can my seventh brother go to the palace but I can't?! This is so abominable. I have never been out of the palace since I was a child!"
"I want to go to the palace too! I want to go to the palace too! Why is mother locking me up?"
The eunuch wanted to cry but had no tears. "Your Highness, that palace is not a good place."
The school has not been repaired yet, so the Sixth Prince and his nephews do not have to go to school. However, it is very uncomfortable to stay in the palace all the time. The school is one of the few social times for children.
Once I have some free time, I start thinking of ways to do things.
He just thinks that things that cannot be obtained are good things, and if he doesn't go, no one else can go either.
The Sixth Prince dashed left and right, avoiding the defense line and rushed out. The palace servants had no choice but to follow him.
The Sixth Prince rushed all the way to the Funing Palace where the Fourth Prince was.
There is a small Buddhist temple in the main hall of Funing Palace. The incense made by Concubine Yi herself does not have the smell of inferior goods, but is very light and pleasant.
“Hey! Hey!!”
The Sixth Prince rushed in and found the Fourth Prince napping in the corridor.
The fourth prince opened his eyes in a daze: "What are you doing?"
The Sixth Prince propped himself up on his knees and took a breath, "Fourth Brother, Fourth Brother! Seventh Brother is going to be sent away!"
The fourth prince slowly opened his eyes.
His sleeping partner is leaving?
The fourth prince said hurriedly: "No, no."
The Sixth Prince: "Then come with me to find him first. He can't sneak off to fun places!"
The Fourth Prince nodded repeatedly, at least he had to be taken with him.
The Sixth Prince was about to pull him away, but the Fourth Prince reminded him, "There is still the Fifth Brother."
"Oh, right!" The Sixth Prince slapped his head, "I forgot about him."
The two hit it off immediately, and regardless of whether the Fifth Prince was willing or not, they went straight to the palace and pulled him out. Poor Fifth Prince, even the shoes had to be chased out by the palace servants to put on him.
The three princes, followed by seven or eight palace maids, walked towards the Ju'an Palace in a mighty procession.
The three-member team that visits the younger brother makes a grand appearance!
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Ju'an Hall.
Qu Dubian estimated that the time was about right, so he used the excuse of being hungry to send Ye Xiaoyuan away.
He put on his clothes, got out of bed quietly, then walked to the table and wrote a line of words.
His teaching achievements during this period are not small. Ye Banban and Xiaochun can understand this line of words, and it will definitely be seen by their cheap father.
He placed the note in a conspicuous place at the head of the bed and sneaked away along the wall.
Due to Qu Dubian's habit, the new people in Ju'an Hall had been sent away long ago. Wen Xiaochun was watching the fire and boiling medicine, so he was not discovered by others.
The charcoal fire burned silently in the bedroom.
The little owner of the bed disappeared, leaving behind only a note that read:
[I dreamed of my mother, who said she would take me away. I was happy. I wanted to see my father before I left.]
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