Chapter 383 Settlement + Yixiu 1
The familiar starry sea, the familiar light screen, the familiar stupid system in a new shell. Xu Zhujin looked at the calculated level and calculated with her fingers. Oh, she was actually about to succeed.
[Main quest completed——Rating: S]
[Congratulations to the host for completing the task. The task rewards have been issued. The achievement rewards have been issued. Please check them carefully. The next task will start in 5 minutes. The countdown begins.]
The system, now dressed in white otter fur, stood up and began counting on her fingers: [One S, two S, three S, two more, and we'll be through with our internship~~]
【Host, long live! 】
"Don't rush to flatter me. Whether or not we can get the next two S-level rank depends on your randomly generated quest identity. If you get a character with a Qing Dynasty background, we might even have to wait."
After all, most of the Qing Dynasty palace dramas mainly revolve around the harem, and in her recent starts, she didn't even get a good role to become the queen.
[Hehehe, I got a white skinned character this time. I'm sure I can escape from Africa and enter Europe. I'll take you to the skies!]
The long white mouse is so cute and holds up the face. It’s really adorable.
Xu Zhujin casually pulled her smooth skin and pulled her into his arms, then laughed off the system's solemn promise.
"Xiao Tongzi, let's go."
[System transmission in progress——Transmission successful——]
In the forty-second year of the Kangxi reign, it was already the end of summer in August. Thunderstorms had been frequent recently, which harmonized with the bitter wind and rain in Zhixinzhai.
Yixiu opened her eyes and felt a splitting headache. The soft warmth in her arms made her hands ache. There was crying in the room, and outside there was a sudden thunder and heavy rain, filling the ground with sorrow.
"Concubine, please take care of yourself."
A familiar voice, the one that had accompanied her through countless years in the endless palace, kept comforting her with genuine sorrow.
Yixiu's head hurt more and more. She thought that maybe she would feel better if she threw away the heavy object in her arms, but somehow, she just held it tighter.
boom--
A bolt of lightning struck the peony in the yard, and in an instant the petals were scattered all over the ground.
“Honghui—Honghui—!!!”
The woman struggled to utter these two calls from her heart, liver, gallbladder, and lungs, and memories broke free from their shackles and poured out.
The rain tonight was so heavy and the wind was so cold that she felt as if she had fallen into an icy hell and yet was being burned by fire.
Why? Why!
Since God allowed her to start over again, why didn't he let her go back to the day when Honghui hadn't passed away?
Is it really because she did not cultivate herself and committed many evil deeds in her previous life that she is trapped in this life, never to be reincarnated and never to be liberated?
She lowered her head. Her Honghui had clearly grown up and became a big boy. He could chase her and call her mother.
He clearly...
It's still warm and soft...
How could he die?
How did he die...
Yixiu gently pressed her face against her son's face. She didn't care about being tortured again or fighting with those women again. She also didn't care whether her sister was favored or where the emperor's heart was.
But her Honghui, her Honghui was so kind and filial, why did he have to suffer again? What did her Honghui do wrong to suffer from a high fever again, die again, and hurt his most important mother again?
The memories of the two lives overlapped in Yixiu's mind. Honghui's guilty words of "I am an unfilial son" before his death were still ringing in her ears, but the little body in her arms was gradually turning white.
"puff--"
Yixiu spat out large mouthfuls of bright red blood in a daze. She suddenly felt extremely nauseous. Her churning stomach kept forcing her to vomit, but what she vomited out was more and more scarlet blood.
Jianqiu rushed over and shouted for the imperial physician, but Yixiu pushed her away and took the child in her arms to examine him carefully.
Fortunately, fortunately, Honghui's clothes were not soiled. This is his favorite clothes. If it was soiled, my Honghui would be sad.
[Host! Host, wake up! You are not the real Yixiu! Wake up!]
System N1 was frantically jumping around in her head. As a host, she was always an immersive, experiential type when it came to missions. With each mission, Xu Zhujin, having received all of her memories, would completely immerse herself in the character.
Who could have thought that this time it was such a disaster. The memories of Unala Yixiu's two lives actually contained such strong emotions. What's more, the timing of the random travel was so inappropriate, just the second after the death of the eldest brother Honghui. Now, how could the host, no, Unala Yixiu possibly hold on!
Sure enough, no matter how much the system jumped in Yixiu's head, she didn't react. Until the system looked through its upgraded prize mall, the wise dog eyes suddenly - biu~
It’s on.
[Host, host, your son can still be saved! ]
How to save?
[Hmm? You're awake already? That's too fast, isn't it?]
N1 was suspicious for a moment, but quickly put it aside and continued, "Your last S-rank reward can be exchanged for a bottle of 99 Resurrection Pills. However, this Resurrection Pill has a lot of limitations and isn't as valuable as the one I chose for you. You'd be at a loss if you actually exchanged it."
【Change. 】
Seeing that the host had made up his mind, N1 did not hesitate and quickly exchanged the original reward. Fortunately, the host did not open the reward package in advance, giving it room to maneuver.
Yixiu and the others exchanged for the resurrection pill without bothering to look at its requirements. They first took one out with their long sleeves and stuffed it into Honghui's mouth.
After an unknown amount of time, she checked Honghui's breath and looked up at Jianqiu beside her uncertainly: "Jianqiu, is Honghui breathing again? Ah? Look, is he still breathing?"
Jianqiu's face changed with fright, and she walked over cautiously, thinking that Yixiu could not accept the death of Prince Honghui, and she didn't know how to start the conversation.
However, Yixiu grabbed her hand and placed it on Honghui's philtrum without explanation. Jianqiu, who had been trying to comfort Yixiu, was also startled. She turned around and hurriedly said to the imperial physician on the ground, "Imperial Physician Zhang, come and see if our prince can really be saved."
Doctor Zhang, who had been secretly cursing his bad luck, was also stunned. Seeing the two men's serious expressions, he did not dare to delay and knelt over in three or two steps. He first touched the prince's body, then carefully examined his complexion and felt his pulse. His originally furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he immediately said:
"My brother may have fainted just now. Now that he has recovered, there is still a chance of saving him!"
As he said this, he quickly ordered his disciple to take out the silver needles and prick Honghui all over his body with them. He then went to write a prescription. Jianqiu asked Xiuxia to follow him and immediately brought the medicine to Brother Honghui after it was ready.
Doctor Zhang wiped the sweat from his neck and waited for the medicine to take effect before whispering, "Prince Honghui's condition has stabilized for now, but he still needs someone to watch over him at night. If he can make it through the night, there's still a chance he'll recover."
"Please, Imperial Physician, please rest in the front yard. We are leaving our prince in your care."
Yixiu really couldn't take care of everything at the moment, so she could only send someone to send the imperial physician to the front first, while she remained by Honghui's side and no one could persuade her to leave.
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