The Queen Mother's eyes gradually turned red, "Auntie, this is your real plan..."
The old aunt had said before that she would go with him. I thought it was just a talk. When I saw these two birthday coffins, I realized that she was not joking. She had already made a vow to accompany him through life and death.
Entering the west hall, you can smell the light sandalwood, and there are light smoke curling up from the four corners of the room. This light fragrance dispels the smell of medicine in the room and the stench of the carbuncle on the old prince's body.
The King of Zhen, who has been childless all his life, now has only his close old subordinates guarding his bedside. The Qing imperial physician left the palace yesterday and has been guarding him ever since. Even the dean of the imperial hospital is also present.
The room was not quiet. The old princess in a blue floral casual dress was sitting on a chair beside the bed, holding a book in her hand and reading the story in the book softly. Her voice was neither fast nor slow, gentle and did not look old.
The King of Zhen, who was lying on the bed, looked at her quietly, his eyes still full of the affection of his youth, and his eyes were very greedy, fearing that if he took one less look, he would never see her again.
The empress dowager and the emperor could hardly bear to break the warmth in front of them and steadied their steps. However, the old princess raised her head and saw it. She put down the book, stood up and said with a smile: "Why are you here?"
There is no sadness on her face, and every wrinkle in her aging eyebrows is a smile.
"Old aunt, let's come to see you and uncle." The Queen Mother walked over and held the old princess's skinny hand, her voice trembling slightly, "How are you...? Don't be too tired."
"I'm fine, Queen Mother Lao is worried about me," the old princess withdrew her hand and faced the emperor's body, "I'd like to ask you to go on a trip, so I won't regret it."
"Uncle, please take care of yourself." The emperor couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw that she had lost a lot of weight. "Don't be too worried and neglect three meals."
The old princess smiled and said: "There are always three meals a day. If he eats, I will eat. If he doesn't eat, I won't eat. Even if he is so old and willful, I can make him eat as well." mouth."
After saying that, he went back and held the hand of the king of Laozhen, leaned down and said in his ear: "Do you recognize it? The Queen Mother and the Emperor are here."
The emperor also stepped forward and said, "Uncle, you just need to relax and recuperate. Don't worry about anything else."
The old prince looked at the emperor, hummed, raised his weak and withered hand, his voice had no strength, and he shook his head before he could speak, "Stand away, you smell bad."
His carbuncle had already festered a lot and was giving off a stinky smell. When he entered the room, the smell of sandalwood was somewhat diluted, but now that he was closer, he could smell it very clearly.
Looking at his once mighty uncle, the emperor felt heat rush into his eyes. He shook his head and said, "It doesn't stink, I can't smell it. I just like being around my uncle."
The old king of the town smiled, his eyes turned from his face back to the old princess's face, and they never looked away.
The Empress Dowager also came forward to say a few greetings. The old prince answered fluently and seemed to be in good spirits.
However, the imperial physician frowned deeply. The emperor called the imperial physician out and asked about the situation. The imperial physician said that today's situation was much better than yesterday, but he was afraid that the light would come back, and because the carbuncle was in unbearable pain, he had to use a lot of painkillers since last night to maintain this condition. Good spirit.
The emperor was filled with grief and sighed deeply, "I have gone to so many doctors in the past, but could not cure him. Is there no good doctor in this world who can cure him?"
The imperial doctor of the Qing Dynasty knelt down to plead guilty, "I am incompetent, please forgive me."
The emperor stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the darkening sky. Crows were already circling above his head, and there was a sadness of death hidden everywhere.
