The imperial concubine who was attending the illness said: "Queen dowager, if you really miss Wang Wei, you might as well ask someone to send a letter and ask him to come back and see you."
The Queen Mother shook her head, "No matter, he is doing errands for the court outside, why bother asking him to run this trip? And send the letter, and wait for him to return, it will take at least a month, I am afraid that I can't wait for a month, and there are two counties. Lord, it was originally Jinzhiyuye, how wronged is it now? Not even an ordinary lady, who has lost the status of a commoner, how can you kiss me in the future?"
"You are not allowed to talk nonsense, you are hot, and it is not a critical illness. Just raise it. As for other things, the emperor will definitely not wrong his granddaughter." The imperial concubine said hurriedly.
The queen mother shut her mouth and looked at the top of the tent blankly, without knowing what she was thinking about.
It took a moment for the two of them to go out, deep inside the palace, she heard a deep sigh.
The imperial concubine and Yuan Qingling went out to the outer hall. After the two sat down, the imperial concubine asked, "Is the condition of the queen dowager important?"
Yuan Qingling said: "It doesn't matter if you say it's important, but if you say it doesn't matter, it's actually important."
The imperial concubine was surprised, "Why? Isn't it the heat?"
Yuan Qingling nodded and looked at the imperial concubine and said: "Before the heatstroke, she was in poor health. Nowadays, fever is suffering from all kinds of diseases, but this physical illness is easy to say. After all, it is not a serious illness. Her elderly is serious. It's a heart disease. Over the past year or so, she has suffered a lot. If she can't be relieved, she's afraid that her condition will get worse."
The imperial concubine thinks about it, and she can’t help worrying, “The third child is better. Send someone to deliver a letter, and you will be back in half a month. But what should the boss do? The emperor said that he was not allowed to enter the palace. , Who would dare to ask the emperor? The queen mother was also afraid that the emperor would be difficult to do, so she always didn't show her thoughts in front of him."
Yuan Qingling couldn't help. Today's Yuwenjun is a scale in the emperor's heart, whoever touches will die.
Just mentioning his name once can remind people of those cursed people.
Yuan Qing Ling thought for a while, and said, "If Yu Wenjun cannot be arranged to enter the palace, can I secretly bring Meng Yue and Mengxing into the palace? It is also good to ask the queen mother to take a look at the great-granddaughter."
The imperial concubine lowered her voice, "If it can be brought in, it's best, but I'm afraid it will startle the emperor, and it won't be good to turn your head back and cause you to be scolded."
Yuan Qingling said: "I'm not afraid, and I didn't bring Yuwenjun in. The father still cherishes his granddaughter. After a year or two, he will think about how to return the two of them a little honor and wealth, so that they can say kiss."
The imperial concubine just thought about it, and said: "Then you can figure it out, this palace can cover it."
"Okay!" Yuan Qingling answered, saying goodbye to leaving the palace.
The next day, Yuan Qingling went into the palace again, this time with Meng Yue and Meng Xing, and Gu Si on the guard side had settled, so the carriage could go all the way in.
After entering the Ronghe Hall, the two sisters hurriedly went to see the royal grandmother.
When the Queen Mother saw the two wearing ordinary clothes and no valuable jewelry on their heads, where did the former noble princess look like? It's really not as good as an ordinary lady, and the sadness came from the moment, holding the two and crying.
Meng Xing kept crying, but Meng Yue was sensible. On the contrary, he comforted his late wife, saying that now he is with his mother and has a happy life and has no worries about food and clothing.
The queen mother wanted to scold Yuwenjun in front of the two of them, but when she saw that the children were sensible, and her father's bad things were not good, she endured the anger and grief in her heart and gave a bunch of things.
Finally, Liu Yuan Qingling spoke in the hall.
She let Yuan Qingling sit by the bed, holding Yuan Qingling's hand solemnly and said: "Meng Yue is old, and she will say kisses in two years. But nowadays, the princes of the family will definitely look down upon him, the emperor. By the way, you can speak well. After a few days, you can think of a way to ask for grace. At any rate, you can give them a title of county head, and give them a place for food and food, so that they will have a good food and clothing in the future."
Yuan Qingling said: "Don’t worry, the emperor’s grandmother, even if you don’t tell me, I also have this plan. When you see them dressed in shabby clothes today, you must think that their lives are bitter and cold, but in fact, Rong Yue has always taken care of the three of them, mother and daughter. It’s enough to eat and wear. As for why you don’t give it a good one, it’s just that people will be criticized if they know it. They are the daughters of the sin king and they are so luxurious. You know that saliva can drown people, let alone the princess. When you grow up, you can't get a little dirt on your lips and tongue. This is what the sister-in-law meant."
The queen mother listened, and her brows stretched slightly, "With you and Rong Yue helping them, the three of them, mother and daughter, can't be wronged even if they want to come. It can also be seen that the emperor's family is not all fond of love, you treat them like this... Very good of."
"Don't worry, when this matter gets a little lighter, I will find a reason to ask for grace for the two of them." Yuan Qingling promised.
The queen mother looked at her with trust in her eyes, "It's better for you to open your mouth. If you are old, you can't say it. If you say it, you are forcing the emperor, and the emperor is also suffering."
Yuan Qing Lingshen agreed, but the hardest thing was his father.
The queen mother met Meng Yue and Meng Xing sisters, and she felt much better. Gradually, her heatstroke illness got better.
But she is getting older and sad again, and she is not as energetic as before.
By mid-June, I fell ill again and again, and the imperial doctor had been waiting for the decoction. The condition was either serious or lingering, endless.
Yuan Qingling didn't detect any major problems, but saw that she was getting gaunt, she didn't think about eating and drinking, it seemed that she had lost her foundation when she wanted to come.
Yuan Qingling is busy with medical school, and rarely goes to the palace. In addition, the queen mother has no other serious illnesses, and it is not good to take western medicine blindly. It is better to let the imperial doctor take care of the health care, or restore vitality.
After Qi Wang was promoted, he was much busier than before, and he was almost temporarily in charge of handling cases in the mansion.
However, whenever he was free, he would often accompany Lu Yuan. Yuan Qingling asked a craftsman to make a wheelchair for Lu Yuan, which could be pushed out. He would probably push Lu Yuan out in the yard to bask in the setting sun in the evening.
He chose to go in the evening, one because he was free in the evening; the other, because Yuan Yongyi was mostly in the daytime, and he didn't want to disturb her time with Lu Yuan.
He likes to talk to Lu Yuan, Huaruiyu is troublesome, but he can't say the most pleasant, he needs a listener.
However, he also reads to Lu Yuan, as well as his poems, and occasionally plays a piece of music. The evening is very leisurely.
The Lu family is very honored for his great Buddha to come, especially seeing him come day after day, no matter what the reason is, his determination and determination is also touching.
Lu Yuan occasionally opened his eyes, but they were unconscious. Whether King Qi was reading or playing the piano, he didn't have any reaction.
"Recently, Jingzhao Mansion is busy. Rarely did martial arts practice, and I stepped back a bit. Last night I tried to climb the wall and enter the mansion, but I was only one step short of it. It's really shameful to go in with somersaults. If the champion can wake up, this king will definitely worship the champion and practice martial arts well."
He sat in the front of the porch, draped in the afterglow of the setting sun, and surrounded by a beautiful, quiet and beautiful environment. Lu Yuan was sitting in a wheelchair and was tied with a belt to keep him from sliding down.
"You must be very surprised why this king comes to talk to you every day. It's clear that we didn't have much friendship in the past."