It was at this time that Concubine Jin arrived.
I heard... about... probably... I think...
The women in the palace are best at making things seem plausible.
She smiled and said, "That's probably a lie. Concubine Yi, you look very energetic now, but you've lost a little weight."
"I just heard about it. Otherwise, you took so many medicines and have been sick for such a long time, but you got better all of a sudden. Didn't you meet a miracle doctor?"
"I'm probably overthinking it. Don't worry about it. It's best if you get better."
"I think you sleep a lot now because you have been hurt before. You will get better soon."
Concubine Jin left after saying this.
Concubine Yi stood in the plum forest, her face turning paler and paler.
Fuxiang and Huashan supported her, and Concubine Yi didn't know how she got back.
She sat there without saying a word.
Her mind seemed to be split open by a beam of white light.
At these times, everything she was happy about was fake.
Years ago, she felt like she was going to die, but now she is so much better.
It's medicine
No wonder the servants all smiled cautiously but avoided saying anything.
No wonder the imperial physician always said nice things and never looked serious.
It was certain that she would not survive.
It was the Emperor who ordered the medicine to be changed. It was the Emperor who wanted her to die.
And Han Baolin...
As for Han Baolin, who was similar to her, the emperor chose her as his first bedmate...
Concubine Yi was thinking and could not hear any sound at all. After a long time, she suddenly fell backwards.
Blood began to flow from the mouth and nose.
At first a small amount, then a large amount...
She started coughing madly, but she was unconscious.
Soon, Fuxiang's upper body was covered in blood.
There was chaos in Changle Palace, so we asked the imperial physician and the emperor...
Concubine Yi's face quickly turned pale, and she didn't wake up even when the emperor came.
After taking the patient's pulse, the imperial physician looked solemn and did not explain anything. He just wrote a prescription and asked someone to prepare the medicine immediately.
Fuxiang took a quick look and saw that the prescription contained only old ginseng and other blood-replenishing medicines... There was nothing there to cure the disease.
Fuxiang was in tears, fortunately Concubine Yi’s vomiting of blood had stopped.
In the outer room, the imperial physician did not dare to hide the truth: "The Concubine Yi was suddenly stimulated. The Concubine Yi has a lung disease, which can be serious or minor. The Concubine Yi has a cough and cannot be stimulated. Now that she suddenly vomits blood, I'm afraid it's not good."
"How much time is left?" Qi Yixiu said with a gloomy face.
He knew long ago that Yifei would not be possible, and it would not be possible after the New Year this year.
It was indeed he who decided to change the medicine, so that Concubine Yi would feel better. Even if she could have lived for a year, after the change, she would live a few months less, but she would be more comfortable for a few months.
I’m afraid it’s no longer possible now.
"We originally thought that Your Majesty could make it until autumn, but now I'm afraid... it will be difficult to survive the summer," said the imperial physician.
Qi Yixiu waved his hand: "Treat her as best as you can, and make her feel better first."
The imperial physician agreed and hurried to consider a prescription.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Qi Yixiu pointed at the painted fan.
Hua Shan knelt down tremblingly and told him what happened today.
Qi Yixiu sneered but said nothing. Disappointment.
Disappointment with Concubine Jin and disappointment with Concubine Yi.
Concubine Jin has always been so erratic, so it's no surprise that she was taken advantage of by others.
Concubine Yi actually didn't trust him at all. Qi Yixiu's face was not good, and his eyes were full of coldness.
He stayed there for a while, but Concubine Yi showed no signs of waking up. When the Queen and others came, Qi Yixiu did not stop anyone and followed the Queen.
Concubine Yi woke up at night. The candlelight flickered and she was unconscious for a long time.
Her head was buzzing and after a while she heard Huashan calling her crying.
She turned around and saw Huashan serving her here alone. The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine.
"Why are you crying?" Concubine Yi's voice was hoarse.
"Master, Master!" Hua Shan knelt there: "Master..."
"You have something to say?" Concubine Yi was very clear-headed at this moment. Her throat was dry and there was a smell of blood. But she was too lazy to care.
She had been ill for such a long time and was very confused, but now it was as if all the confusion of the past year had disappeared in an instant.
"My lord, I am so worried and always think of Sister Anxiang..." The painted fan flickered and she did not dare to look at Concubine Yi.
"I am no longer capable of doing this. What do you want? You have served me, and I will satisfy you." Concubine Yi had no strength to say this, and her voice was hoarse.
Huashan didn't dare to look at her, so she didn't notice the coldness in Concubine Yi's eyes.
"I dare not. Master, you will surely be fine. I just want to... I..."
Hua Shan hardened her heart. She didn't want to suffer after all. "I want to be like Su Baolin... I am yours. Always. If I am lucky enough to give birth to a child, I will definitely raise him in your care. Please help me. I want to share your worries."
Concubine Yi didn't speak for a long time. Just when Hua Shan was too nervous to kneel properly, Concubine Yi suddenly smiled and said, "Is this your request?"
Huashan lowered his head and replied "yes".
"Well, okay, I'll help you. Go ahead." Concubine Yi waved her hand.
Huashan still didn't quite believe it, but she saw Concubine Yi smiled and said, "Go call Fuxiang and Chenxiang."
Huashan had no choice but to agree and left, looking back every few steps.
She wanted to come in just now, but she didn't allow those two people to come in.
When Fuxiang and Chenxiang came in and heard Concubine Yi talking, Fuxiang hurriedly poured a cup of hot water. Chenxiang helped Concubine Yi to get up and fed her half a cup.
"Master, do you feel better now? Do you want to eat some porridge?" Chenxiang asked softly.
"No more eating. I called you here to ask, what do you want?" Yi Fei smiled and said, "I can't do it. It's rare that you are still working so hard for me. If you have any requests, I will satisfy you."
She finally understood that Huashan was an ungrateful person.
It's rare that there are still two girls who are so considerate.
"Master, what are you talking about..."
"Don't tell these lies. Do you want to leave the palace?" asked Concubine Yi.
Chenxiang and Fuxiang looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
They entered the palace because their families were extremely poor.
"Then how about serving Su Baolin? Su Baolin... I have been a nobody these years, and I have never been hypocritical with anyone. Once I die, you will go back to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. No one likes to be served by someone who has been a great success. If you go to Su Baolin, at least she won't make things difficult for you. When she gets promoted in the future, you will not be the first class, and you will be able to serve her well."
“Master…” Chenxiang and Fuxiang both started crying.
"Why are you crying? There is no banquet that won't end." Concubine Yi smiled and said, "I understand. Don't cry. It's getting late. It's dark now. You can dress up and look good. Please invite the emperor."
Fuxiang covered her mouth, nodded, and went out.
Chenxiang finished dressing Concubine Yi, and soon Qi Yixiu arrived.
Concubine Yi stood up and was supported by Chenxiang to pay her respects.
Just like in the past when she was not ill: "The emperor is here, I have been waiting for a long time."
(End of this chapter)