Let you do the task, you go to create the male and female protagonists

Chapter 171: Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Call me Empress Dowager! (21)

After this incident, more than a month passed. During this time, Su Lujun often came to Yongshou Palace to sit and chat with Lin Qinghe about daily gossip.

The relationship between the two progressed by leaps and bounds.

As Su Lujun became closer to Lin Qinghe, she became less cautious when speaking.

It was a sunny day, and the spring sun was so warm that it made people feel a little sleepy.

Su Lujun, who was sitting next to Lin Qinghe, saw her lowering her head and carefully embroidering an unknown pattern, and whispered, "Yanwan, do you feel that the emperor is not quite right recently..."

When Lin Qinghe heard her say this, he paused, looked up and asked in confusion, "Hmm? There's nothing wrong with the emperor, did you find something?"

If you ask me this, I won't be sleepy anymore. Su Lujun, who felt that she had made a major discovery, looked as if she didn't know anything about this, and she spoke in a somewhat obscure and hesitant way, "The emperor has not been as good as before when he stayed in my palace recently..."

Lin Qinghe coughed lightly. Not only did she know about this, but it was also her credit that the emperor became what he is now.

However, she still looked calm and whispered to Su Lujun, "If you say so, I think so too."

Su Lujun had a look on her face that I knew what was going on. "Is it possible that he didn't touch you either... I've been wondering about this for a long time."

He has been unable to do it for a long time, why is he still touching me?

Lin Qinghe raised his eyebrows and whispered to Su Lujun, "Do you think the emperor is...not doing well?"

"The emperor has stayed in your palace for many days. Haven't you ever had the same experience with him once?" Su Lujun grabbed a handful of melon seeds and started to eat them.

The emperor's death was a good thing for her. After all, she had many children and didn't have to worry about no one to take care of her in her old age. Wei Yanwan was also raising the late queen's legitimate son, so she didn't have to worry either.

"Well, we just covered ourselves with the quilt, chatted, and then fell asleep." Lin Qinghe lowered her head and began to embroider the fan again.

After she took the medicine, he was fine at first, but two months later, Hongli was weak and unable to function. He stayed in Yongshou Palace, and the two of them just chatted under the covers, talking about everything from poetry to the founding emperors of the Tang and Song dynasties.

After all, Hongli still had to save his dignity. He didn't want his concubine to know that he was dying, but he couldn't just come to Lin Qinghe's palace and do nothing. The two of them could only chat.

The reason why Hongli often comes to Lin Qinghe's place is largely because Lin Qinghe is very quiet about love affairs. If Hongli doesn't mention it, she won't ask. The two of them can often spend a wonderful night in peace.

"The emperor has been visiting Concubine Jia less and less these days." Su Lujun sighed casually.

That’s not the case. Lin Qinghe also knew about this. She even saw the whole process with her spiritual sense.

Whenever Hongli went to Jin Yuyan's palace, she would try her best to seduce him. Hongli was already upset because of his own incompetence. Not only did Jin Yuyan not receive any favor, but she made Hongli even less willing to go to her.

"Alas, Your Majesty is in such a bad situation. The concubines in the harem also have a miserable life." Although Su Lujun sighed, there was no sadness on her face. Instead, she seemed to be gloating.

"Take good care of the child." Lin Qinghe warned. After all, the emperor was dying, and the concubines in the harem could not give birth. Everyone's attention would naturally shift to the prince. She only had a little baby, Yongcong, to take care of, so the pressure was not too great.

Su Lujun has three princes and one princess to take care of. It is inevitable that she will not be able to take care of more children. Fearing that something unexpected will happen, Lin Qinghe thought about it and said, "If you can trust me, it is feasible to leave the Sixth Prince with me to take care of him for a few days."

After all, the Sixth Prince is still young, and the chances of him being attacked are greater. Lin Qinghe doesn't mind taking care of a little kid, so that he can keep Yongcong, who is becoming more and more active and mischievous, company.

"This, this is embarrassing..." Su Lujun observed Lin Qinghe's expression and knew that she was really worried that she couldn't take care of the child, so she wanted to agree, "There is no trust between you and me, but I may really have to trouble my sister next time."

"Then let Sixth Prince come to Yongshou Palace to stay for a few days in a few days." Lin Qinghe smiled in response.

At this time, Yongcong happened to run over with his short legs. His round body looked like a glutinous rice dumpling, very cute. He spoke a little unclearly, "Mother..."

"Hey, Yongcong is here." Lin Qinghe put down the embroidery in her hand, took a few steps forward, picked up the plump Yongcong and weighed him, "Yongcong is a little heavier."

"Yongcong is growing stronger and stronger. Sister, you really know how to raise a child." Su Lujun was delighted to see the round and soft Yongcong. She reached out and pinched Yongcong's chubby little face.

Yong Cong was not afraid of strangers. He just blinked his round eyes at Su Lujun and said, "Cool."

"Hey." Su Lujun knew that the voice was directed at her, and she responded immediately with a smile on her face.

The atmosphere on their side was joyful, but the atmosphere in the Yangxin Palace was suffocating.

"A bunch of useless trash! I have been taking the medicine for more than half a year, but there is no effect at all. What are you doing?!" Hongli roared angrily, his voice was deafening and echoed throughout the palace.

His face turned red with anger, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to spit out fire.

Doctor Qi and Doctor Zhang, who were kneeling on the ground, were trembling and dared not say a word.

Hongli clenched his fists tightly and his body trembled slightly.

Seeing that the two people kneeling on the ground did not react at all, he stood up suddenly, picked up the porcelain bowl containing medicine beside him, and threw it to Doctor Qi without hesitation.

The porcelain bowl drew an arc in the air, and with a sharp sound of wind, it flew straight towards Doctor Qi.

Doctor Qi didn't even dare to raise his head, looking at the porcelain bowl flying towards him, and he had no time to dodge. With a crisp "bang", the porcelain bowl hit him hard and then broke into countless pieces. The soup splashed everywhere, and some even splashed on Hongli's clothes.

Doctor Qi was frightened by this sudden attack. He fell to his knees with a plop, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, please calm down! We have been doing our best to treat your Majesty, but your condition is indeed complicated and requires more time to recuperate..."

But Hongli didn't want to listen to his explanation at all. He continued to roar: "I will give you another month. If my illness still doesn't improve, you can expect to lose your heads!"

After saying this, he turned away, leaving behind a room full of trembling imperial doctors.

Doctor Zhang was also splashed with the medicine juice. He and Doctor Qi looked at each other, and they could actually see a trace of sadness in each other's eyes.

"Hey, Old Qi, the emperor..." Imperial Doctor Zhang stood up tremblingly. His legs were still shaking from the suffocating situation just now.

Your Majesty's temper is becoming increasingly violent.

"Let's talk about it later." Doctor Qi winked at Doctor Zhang. Wasn't he also trembling with fear?

The two of them supported each other as they left the Yangxin Palace. After arriving at the Imperial Hospital, they huddled together and muttered, "I think there is really no hope for the Emperor's health to improve..."

"The emperor's temper is not as good as before. His mood swings are so extreme now that I'm afraid it's harmful to his health." Imperial Doctor Zhang stroked his beard.

He also shook his head and sighed.

But the emperor asked them to see results within a month, so doesn't he have to use some drastic measures?

After all, I hadn’t seen any results for more than half a year.

"Old Zhang, what do you think about this?" Doctor Qi sighed and shook his head, with a gleam in his eyes.