Female Official In the East Palace

    Rong Xin is sick.

    She is usually in excellent health and pays great attention to maintenance. This is the first time in many years.

    The prince and Kangxi first met with the provincial officials, but he didn't know it. When the local officials resigned, the **** Xiao Tangzi next to him stepped forward to report.

    "Your Highness, Rong female officer has a fever and is unconscious."

    "How come?!" The prince was startled and asked, "Can I call the imperial doctor to see it? How is it now?"

    "Go back to your highness and invite Imperial Physician Ye."

    The prince frowned, "Tell someone to find Doctor Lu to see my aunt."

    "Yes."

    The Imperial Hospital also has grades. Imperial Physician Ye and another Imperial Physician Liu specialize in the diagnosis and treatment of accompanying officials, and Imperial Physician Lu is more skilled than Imperial Physician Ye and is an imperial physician.

    Kangxi noticed the strangeness in his expression and asked, "Yinren, what's the matter?"

    "Return to Emperor Ama," the prince's voice was still full of worry, "Auntie may have caught a cold in the rain on the road and fell ill. My son wants to ask Imperial Physician Lu to treat her..."

    After hearing this, Kangxi originally wanted to teach the prince to panic when he was in trouble, but then he thought that the prince had always been a role model for princes and was praised by others, so he changed his mouth and said, "Let Imperial Doctor Lu go over and see for her."

    The prince immediately got up and bowed his hands, "Thank you, Emma!"

    "Emperor Ama, Erchen wants to go back to visit my aunt..."

    After chewing slowly, Kangxi said lightly, "What can you do? If it's because she's sick, she'll make others tired."

    The prince will be fine at that time, and Rong Xin will be blamed even if he is innocent.

    The prince bowed his head, and after a while, slowly picked up his chopsticks and concentrated on having dinner with Huang Ama.

    Rong Xin was completely unaware of this. She burned for a whole night. It was not until the next day that she felt some noises around her, and she didn't open her eyes until the evening.

    "Woman, are you awake?!"

    Rong Xin heard Xue Qing's voice, turned her head slightly, opened her mouth and said hoarsely: "Water, thirsty."

    "Woman, wait a moment."

    Xue Qing got up immediately, poured a glass of warm water back, first supported Rong Xin to sit up, and then fed her water.

    Rong Xin drank two glasses of water with her hands, and her throat finally felt a little more comfortable. Then she glanced at the sky outside the window and asked in a hoarse voice, "How long have I slept?"

    "It's almost a day and a night." Xue Qing worried, "You don't know that you are ill, we are all in a hurry, if Lu Chen didn't want to take care of His Royal Highness, he would also come here."

    This time the prince came to Wutai Mountain, Qianhang and Qi Momo stayed in Yuqing Palace, Rong Xin accompanied Lu Shen and Xueqing.

    Lu Chen is more careful. This is the first time she came to this Bodhisattva Palace. She was ill. Naturally, she wanted to take care of her and take good care of the prince. It is not surprising that she made this arrangement.

    Rong Xin was also very relieved, but still asked with concern: "How is the prince's health? Didn't he catch a cold?"

    Rong Xin said indifferently: "It's right not to come. If you really get sick to the prince, it will be troublesome."

    Seeing that she was interested, Xue Qing said lightly: "You lean on first, I will bring dinner and your medicine over, and by the way inform His Royal Highness that you are awake."

    Rong Xin nodded, and when she turned around, she closed her eyes to relieve her headache.

    A quarter of an hour or so, a footstep sounded outside the door.

    "Aunt, are you awake?"

    The prince.

    Rong Xin opened his eyes and replied, "Yes, Your Highness rest assured."

    "Auntie?"

    Rong Xin realized that his voice was not loud enough, and shouted again: "Yes, I am awake, please rest assured, Your Highness."

    The prince seemed to hear that her voice was wrong, so he asked again: "Aunt, are you still uncomfortable?"

    "It has been relieved a lot, and it must be cured with a few days of medicine."

    "Auntie, what else do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to prepare it."

    Rong Xin looked at the porridge and vegetables in front of her and shouted, "Your Highness, just take care of your body, and I will be able to recuperate in peace."

    The prince was still standing outside the door, Rong Xin could vaguely see him pacing back and forth.

    "I will take good care of myself." After the prince promised, he instructed, "Aunt, if you have anything to eat, be sure to tell me."

    It's just that she couldn't bear to speak directly and hurt the prince's concern, so she whispered to Xueqing: "It's getting late, you persuade the prince to go back on my behalf."

    Xue Qing nodded with a smile, taught the little palace maid to serve her dinner, and then walked out the door.

    As soon as the prince saw her coming out, he quickly asked, "Aunt Xueqing, look at Auntie's face, does it look better?"

    "Back to Your Highness, when I came out, I probed the forehead of the female official. It was not as hot as yesterday. After using the porridge and drinking the medicine, tomorrow will be better."

    "That's it."

    The prince breathed a sigh of relief, but did not leave, his eyes kept on the door.

    The aunt in his impression, Wenya, has never been weak, always healthy and vigorous, never imagined that she would fall ill one day, so she felt extremely uneasy.

    Xue Qing sensed it sensitively, and said, "If Your Highness is really worried, then stand at the door of the house and take a look at the female official, she is indeed fine."

    The prince shook his head, took a deep look at his aunt's door, and said, "Aunt Xueqing, take good care of your aunt."

    "It's nature."

    The prince turned around, and his eyes were a little red when he left.

    Xue Qing sighed in her heart, returned to the room, and said to Rong Xin: "Female officer, Your Highness has deep feelings for you, I feel very distressed when I see it."

    Rong Xin had finished a bowl of porridge at this time, and when she heard her words, she held up the medicine bowl in silence, endured the bitterness and drank it all.

    All she can do now is get well soon, the rest is useless.

    Rong Xin thought very well, but the disease went away like a thread, her fever often repeated for the first three days, and it took a few days of medicine to stabilize, and the prince came every day Greeting from her door.

    Sometimes Rongxin would talk to him when he was awake, and sometimes Rongxin would fall asleep, and the prince would just stand silently at the door before leaving for a long time.

    After more than ten days like this, she finally walked out of the house wearing thick autumn clothes, and Kangxi's trip to Mount Wutai had passed most of it.

    Rong Xin had heard Xue Qing mention that when Kangxi was recuperating in the house, Kangxi still had state affairs to deal with, so he asked the prince to stay in Wutai Mountain with the empress dowager for a few more months, and return to Beijing together next spring.

    Compared to being in the palace, Rong Xin naturally prefers to stay with the prince on Mount Wutai.

    "While I was recovering from illness, the Emperor and the Empress Dowager sent people to greet him several times. It's time to thank the Emperor and the Empress Dowager."

    Xue Qing smiled and said, "Should I accompany the female official?"

    Rong Xin nodded, "Let's go then."

    She doesn't know much about the layout of the Bodhisattva's top palace, she really needs someone to lead the way, and it's good for Xueqing to accompany her.

    The residence of the prince in the palace is larger than that of Yuqing Palace. Rong Xin stepped out of her small courtyard, passed the prince's courtyard, and glanced in casually, there was an eleven A two-year-old unfamiliar maid swept the courtyard.

    There were some servants in the palace, and Rong Xin was not surprised. He was about to step up and continue to move forward, and suddenly the little girl's pair of soft grass flashed in his mind. Inside the hospital.

    When the little maid saw her appear, her eyes were blank for a moment, then she reacted and saluted: "Slave maid, please greet the female officer."

    Rong Xin did not ask her to get up, but directly ordered: "Stretch out your hand."

    The little maid put down her broom and raised her hands tremblingly.

    "Flip over."

    They have only been here for more than ten days, and the hands that work all the year round will not be so tender, but this maid was not lazy when she was sweeping just now, Rong Xin was thinking about it, and only said: "The wound may become infected, so wrap it up with a clean cotton cloth."

    The little maid was still a little apprehensive. At this time, listening to her words, she said very gratefully: "Thank you madam."

    At this time, Xue Qing said: "This is Xiuxiang, the maid of the palace."

    Rong Xin responded casually, and after preparing to come back from the Empress Dowager, she would carefully ask about the arrangements for the Prince's residence.

    However, when she turned around, the door of the Prince's study suddenly opened, and a beautiful girl, about twelve or thirteen years old, appeared inside the door.

    The clothes on her body and the little girl just now seem to have the same color scheme, but if you look closely, you will find that the material is better and the workmanship is more slender, which complements her excellent figure .

    And she has delicate accessories on her head and hands…

    Rong Xin's brows gradually gathered, and he asked solemnly, "Since you are serving at His Royal Highness, didn't Lu Chen tell you the rules clearly? No one else is allowed to enter privately in His Royal Highness's study."

    There was a hint of guilt on the maid's face, and then she calmed herself down and said in a plausible manner: "There are not many people serving by Your Highness, I saw that no one was cleaning the study, so I did my own work and came here. tidy."

    "What is her name?"

    "The female official is called Dieyin."

    "Punish her according to Yuqing Palace's rules; Lu Shen's poor management will be punished together."

    Xue Qing gave the maid a dissatisfied look and replied, "Yes, female officer."

    However, this Dieyin did not realize that Rong Xin could not contradict, she was directly dissatisfied: "I am the daughter of the Bodhisattva, the top official of the emperor, and you are a palace maid. Why punish me?"

    President Ba, the daughter of a seventh-rank military military officer, is a position newly established by Kangxi, and has no power other than guarding the Wutai Mountain Temple...

    Rong Xin raised the corner of her mouth, not angry because of her words, but patiently and gently said: "There are not a few palace maids who have entered the palace from Xiaoxuan, and there are not a few of them whose family background is higher than yours, why are you asking me now? If I punish you, why don't you take a look, I punish you, you should say what the chief father dares to say."

    After saying that, Rong Xin glanced at Xueqing, and said in a flat tone: "You don't have to show me the way. Tell Lu Chen, if you can't even restrain yourself, you will stay in Yuqing Palace in the future. I have to come out again and embarrass Your Highness."

    "Yes, female officer." Xue Qing did not dare to plead for Lu Shen, but just stared at Dieyin.

    Before leaving, Rong Xin glanced at Xiuxiang, who bowed his head silently, and said, "You don't have to serve your Highness here anymore." Then he walked away.