Kangxi rubbed his temples. "It's still very dangerous here. You should all go back first. If things improve on Hongxi's side, I will send someone to inform you."
Seeing this, the Empress Dowager had no choice but to leave first, and the other concubines followed suit.
Only Hongyu, Wenxi, Qi Linfeng, and Zhang Ruoyan remained, and under the arrangement of the Guarjia clan, they gathered in a slightly secluded pavilion.
"Second Aunt, did my brother get better after the master performed the ritual?" Hongyu asked Guarjia.
Guarjia glanced at the deceased monk not far away. She didn't know what he was going to do, but since Liang Jiugong and He Yuzhu had been assigned to the task, she didn't ask too many questions.
"Yes, once the master finishes his ritual, my brother will be fine."
Guarjia felt a warmth in her heart as she looked at the worried expressions on the children's faces.
"Wenxi should go to the Empress Dowager's palace first. Everyone else should go back first to avoid getting infected."
Hongyu knew that there was nothing he could do to help them here, so he figured it was better to take care of himself than to worry the adults.
So he took it upon himself to first send Wenxi to Shou Kang Palace, and then sent his two friends out of the palace before returning to the Prince's quarters.
The day after the monk who had passed away performed the ritual, Hongxi's fever subsided.
Even Emperor Kangxi showed him more respect now, "Master, has the Second Prince escaped this calamity?"
The monk nodded and looked at the little figure lying on the bed, saying, "Second Prince has escaped this calamity, but if he wants to have a peaceful and smooth life in the future, he should change his birth date."
Emperor Kangxi asked directly, "Which day should it be changed to?"
The monk who had just passed away calculated, "The first day of the second month. From now on, the first day of the second month will be his birthday."
Emperor Kangxi immediately ordered the Imperial Clan Court to alter the birth date on the jade tablet, and at the same time ordered Liang Jiugong to politely send the deceased monk back.
Yinreng sat on the edge of the bed, holding Hongxi's hand. "Hongxi, your fever has subsided, and you should wake up soon. Is there anything you want to say to your father?"
Seeing his son so obsessed, Emperor Kangxi was filled with mixed emotions.
"Baocheng, Hongxi hasn't woken up yet, what can he say to you?"
Seeing that Hongxi had not revealed his true feelings, Yinreng hugged Kangxi with some disappointment, "Father, Hongxi will really overcome this difficulty, right?"
Kangxi nodded heavily, "Baocheng, go and rest for a while. I will stay here and watch over Hongxi."
Yinreng glanced at the sleeping Hongxi, and finally got up and walked towards the soft couch.
As a result, he had only taken a few steps when he fell heavily to the ground.
In an instant, Yuqing Palace, which had just calmed down, was plunged into chaos once again.
The imperial physician diagnosed that Yinreng had fainted due to continuous exhaustion.
With his son on his left and his grandson on his right, Emperor Kangxi was worried about both of them, so he had no choice but to have them placed on the same bed.
Liang Jiugong looked at Kangxi, who was taking care of two people at the same time, with great concern. "Your Majesty, the Second Prince's fever has subsided now, and he should wake up soon. Why don't we let the Crown Princess come in to take care of the Second Prince? That way, she won't have to stand guard outside the door every day."
Liang Jiugong dared to say that the Crown Princess should take care of Hongxi, but he dared not say that the Crown Princess should take care of the Crown Prince.
Emperor Kangxi was truly overwhelmed with the task, so he summoned Lady Guarjia to take care of Hongxi.
To make it easier to take care of him, another bed was brought in, and Hongxi was moved there.
While worrying about Hongxi, Lady Guarjia would occasionally get up to check on the unconscious crown prince.
But Kangxi stayed by Yinreng's bedside the whole time, and the Crown Princess didn't even dare to go and take a look.
"Your Highness, rest assured, His Majesty will take good care of His Highness the Crown Prince," Liang Jiugong whispered to Guarjia while serving the medicine.
He genuinely felt sorry for the Crown Princess; with her son and husband both ill, she must be more anxious than anyone else.
After the Crown Princess sincerely thanked him, she took care of Hongxi with peace of mind.
Soon, Hongxi opened his eyes.
The imperial physician was delighted after his diagnosis. "Your Majesty and the Crown Princess, the Second Prince is out of danger. He just needs to take his medicine for a few more days and rest well."
Kangxi happily took Yinreng's hand, "Baocheng, did you hear that? Hongxi has woken up. You should rest well too, and then wake up soon."
Yinreng on the bed showed no reaction whatsoever.
What happened to Ama?
Is Ama asleep too?
Hongxi had just woken up, and her head was still buzzing.
But he still listened to what Kangxi said.
At this time, Yinreng was in a very strange state.
His body was unconscious, but his soul seemed to have floated out.
He could see Hongxi wake up, and he could even hear the voice in his heart.
But he could never manage to crawl into his own body and wake the sleeping person in the bed.
He could only float in mid-air, watching his father, the Emperor, grow old with worry, his hair turning white and his eyes red, and seeing Guarjia's anxious expression, yet not daring to utter a single word.
Is he dead?
When Yinreng realized this, he was completely devastated.
He hasn't lived enough yet; he doesn't want to die.
He was reluctant to part with his father, the Emperor, and Hongxi, and hoped to continue the prosperity of the Qing Dynasty through his own efforts.
But what do we do now?
Yinreng attempted to penetrate his body several times, but all attempts failed.
Just as he was getting anxious, something flashed by in front of him. When he opened his eyes again, he was still in Yuqing Palace, but the scene in front of him had become very unfamiliar.
He saw himself smashing things wildly in Yuqing Palace, and the palace servants were so frightened that they hid outside the door. Even He Yuzhu dared not approach.
He didn't know why he had gone mad; he even felt that the person he saw in front of him was so unfamiliar.
In the blink of an eye, the scene before me changed again.
He lay on the bed in tattered clothes, surrounded by darkness and no one else.
He seemed to realize that he was about to die, but he still murmured "Father Emperor" to himself.
Suddenly, Yinreng felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his heart.
The scene shifted again, and he saw Yinzhen, dressed in a dragon robe, appear by the bedside.
He couldn't hear what they were saying, but he saw the fourth brother gradually bend his back and finally lie by the bed, constantly shrugging his shoulders.
Yinreng closed his eyes and felt his soul undergo a tremendous distortion. He could not feel pain, but the scene before him was changing drastically.
From his birth until he was granted the title of Prince Li before his death, everything flashed before his eyes.
There were even many scenes he had never experienced, and he suddenly thought of Hongxi.
Perhaps it was Hongxi's arrival that allowed him to avoid many of the entanglements that should have occurred between him and Kangxi.
What you see before you may be his original life trajectory, but what he is experiencing now is a life of "survival after a catastrophe".
Suddenly, Yinreng had an incredibly strong desire to return to Hongxi's side.
He wanted to go back, back to Hongxi's side, back to his father's side.
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