When Spring Comes

Huachun frowned, sat down by the bed, reached out and shook Wan's hand.

Her hands were cold, so cold that she subconsciously sniffed Tan Wan's nose.

"The prime minister doesn't have to worry too much." The doctor next to her whispered: "Madam is just in a coma, and her life should be worry-free."

"Why are you unconscious?" Huachun looked up at him: "What is the cause?"

The doctor bowed and said, "Madam has an old illness, but this time it may be a relapse."

"What old disease?"

"This..." The doctor flipped through the booklet in his hand and hesitated: "Heart disease."

heart disease? Hua Chun looked at the doctor deeply: "If you are unconscious for a few hours due to a heart disease, will your life be worry-free?"

"The old man has given his wife the needle and saved his life." The doctor quickly said, "As long as I wake up before tonight, it doesn't matter."

Huachun pursed her lips, is this bullying her for not knowing acupuncture? If a person has been in shock for so long or a heart attack, can acupuncture really save it?

"Pintan." She said, "Send someone to send my waist card to the palace, and ask the emperor to show his favor and ask a doctor to come."

"Yes." Pintan responded.

In front of Dr. Huafu, he said to call an imperial doctor, which was obviously just to beat others in the face. The old doctor's face was not pretty, so he went out holding the medicine box.

Master Hua sighed: "Hua'er, my father knows that you are worried about your mother, but this little thing will alarm the emperor, I'm afraid it's wrong."

Huachun opened her mouth, before she could say anything, Aunt Wu next to her rushed and said: "Master, don't worry, our young master has been favored by the emperor recently. It is only a trivial matter to ask a doctor."

"Isn't it? Master just wait." Aunt Ren also said: "Young Master himself has a sense of measure."

They rushed to finish the words, Huachun didn't plan to say anything again, so she looked down at Wan Shi.

Shaking his head, Hua Zhengrong looked at Huachun, and said in a low voice: "The grace of the emperor is not something you can squander at will. A minister should not be arrogant."

"Father rest assured." Huachun said indifferently: "The son had a promise from the emperor to satisfy his son's wish, and this wish is not wasted when used now."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Ren was not calm, she frowned and said, "A wish from the emperor? Is it too rash to use such an important thing in this way?"

"That's right, Madam's disease is not life-threatening. It is not difficult for the best doctor in the capital to come and have a visit. Why do you have to ask an imperial doctor?" Aunt Wu whispered, "It's better to ask for goodbye. Of it."

"Liuying is still staying in the cold palace. Even if the young master doesn't read about Liuying's help to the Huafu before, is it possible that he doesn't think about the love between brothers and sisters?" Ren said: "With such a good opportunity, why not let the emperor be the emperor? Take Liu Ying from the cold palace?"

Huachun looked up at her, but said nothing.

Aunt Wu was dissatisfied, and frowned: "The second lady was demoted into the cold palace by the emperor herself. Even if the emperor is forced to pick it up again, how can she be favored? It is better to let the emperor promote Xunyue to a position so that everyone is good."

"Where is everyone good? It's clearly only your family?" Ren's squeezed the veil, biting his lip and said: "As a man, you can't patronize the icing on the cake, you must always learn to give charcoal in the snow.

When the two went back and forth, seeing that they were about to quarrel, Huachun finally spoke: "Do the two aunts want the emperor's grace?"

Ren Shi and Wu Shi calmed down, looked at her, and nodded together.

"This is easy to say." Huachun smiled: "You give birth to a son, come out to the court to perform meritorious services, the emperor is happy, and you can give grace again."

The two people turned black at the same time, and Wu said in a low voice: "How many years have to wait for this? Let the eldest master be unwilling, and don't have to say such things, is it possible that we can't give birth to a young master?"

"That's good." Huachun nodded: "Let me just say it, this is the grace that I have, used on my mother, no one is qualified to say a word. What you want to do, rely on your own actions to fight for it. Don’t just rely on your lips. I have no obligation to give you things."

The words were straight and heavy, Ren Qingying was immediately unhappy: "The young master reads the books of sages and does things for the country and the people. Why are you so stingy?"

"I can be generous." Huachun smiled: "But if you want me to be generous to you, first of all, you have to be generous, or why should people spoil you? Right? So let's take everything Gold and silver jewelry, dowry and household goods, all donated to disaster relief, I will give this wish to others, how about?"

Ren clan stopped talking, and Wu clan shut up.

"Madam is still resting, it shouldn't be too noisy here." Qing Niao stood by and said softly: "It's better to accompany your aunts and masters out."

Huachun nodded and then stood up.

Master Hua said: "Okay, let's go back separately, Huaer and his wife can take good care of Liufang, so don't make trouble."

Although this was an afterthought, it was better than nothing. At least a few aunts went out wittily.

After sending away such a group of uncles, Huachun sat down beside the bed sadly and looked at Wanshi.

"Master, don't worry." Qing Qi said: "Madam will live a hundred years old."

"Yeah." Huachun nodded casually.

"What the concubine said is true, not a wish." Qing Niao whispered: "It will be better."

"Well, I know." Huachun still didn't take her words seriously, carefully helped Wan's cover the quilt, and then began to study the prescription prescribed by the doctor.

"Jinghua's mother is sick?"

He Changan sat in the Zichen Hall, looked at Zhezi for help, and asked in astonishment.

The emperor nodded: "I rushed into the palace yesterday and asked me to send an imperial doctor. I also asked for three consecutive days of leave, so you have to work harder these days."

He sighed, and He Changan said: "It is okay to help with things. When everything here is done, the minister will go to the Huafu to have a look."

Looking up at him, Yu Wenjie said indifferently: "Well, go ahead when you are done."

He Changan thanked him, and then concentrated on reading the zhezi.

As a result, I don’t know why, the more I read the fold, the more I read. When it got dark, there were still three feet of paper left on the desk.

"The emperor." He Changan was not calm: "How many days have you accumulated?"

"Not much." Yu Wenjie said: "At the last point, you can leave the palace after handling this."

Gong Yuhou's heart is broken. With so many things, there is still "a little bit" in the end? After finishing it, the palace gate must be locked!

He understood why Jinghua always couldn't get out of the palace. The emperor was the throne seated firmly on horseback, and he was habitually dependent on writing work. He had to draw specific things for him.

For a moment he felt that he had misunderstood the emperor, and staying overnight in the Zichen Palace was really compelling.

"Look at it first, I will go to Concubine Shu for a walk." Yu Wenjie stood up and said.

He Changan looked at him pale: "The minister bows his head to the case, but the emperor wants to play with his concubines?"

"Each one's duties."

Shaking off these four words coolly, the emperor walked without looking back.

He Changan grinds his teeth and continues to do things resignedly.

"Master." Shiyu reached Hua Liuying's ear and whispered: "The emperor really went to Concubine Shu."

After squinting her eyes, Hua Liuying said, "Sure enough, she was stunned. Once Hua Jinghua didn't enter the palace, the emperor went to find Xunyue. Huo Yan didn't really lie to me."

"What should I do?" Shi Yu said helplessly: "Auntie Wu is now in the mansion so prestigious, she dare to choose something first than Aunt Ren."

"How can she really make her so arrogant!" Hualiuying pursed her lips: "But I can't rush this matter. The key is Hua Jinghua first. Without him, Hua Xunyue looks like, how long can I be spoiled?"

That said, Shigure nodded.

"Ah sneeze—"

Huachun sneezed and looked back suspiciously.

Who is thinking about her?

"The medicine is here." Qing Qi came in and said: "The master will help the wife up first, and the concubine will come to feed her."

"Okay." Huachun did, and the two of them worked together to feed Wan's medicine and wipe their bodies, and then sat and waited.

In the middle of the night, Wan Shi finally opened his eyes, but his gaze was a bit sluggish. It took a while before he could see the person next to him clearly, and shouted in a dumb voice: "Hua'er."

Huachun hurriedly leaned over and grabbed her hand and said, "My son is here."

After taking a few breaths, Wan said: "I have a nightmare. I dreamt that you were..."

Halfway through, she looked at Qing Niao and closed her eyes.

Qing Qi got up, walked out wittily, and closed the door.

"What's wrong?" Huachun frowned: "What's wrong with me in my dream?"

"Dreaming about your identity being revealed and beheaded in the street." Two lines of tears shed in the closed eyes, and Wan Liufang said: "Can we not be the prime minister and be an ordinary citizen?"

It’s impossible to hear this. The prime minister who is closest to the center of power resigns without a valid reason? Not the director of the neighborhood committee!

Hua Chun shook her head repeatedly: "Don't worry, mother, things may not be as bad as we thought."

After all, the emperor didn't blame her when he knew the truth, maybe there would be another way out in the future.

"I saw your nanny in the street." Wan Shi's voice trembled, and there was fear in his eyes: "It was on the street of Beijing, when I wanted to find someone, she disappeared. She promised me at the beginning. , I will never return to Yanjing again, but I saw her."

Nasty?

Upon hearing this kind of plot, Hua Chun had only two words in his heart: Fuck!

All the secrets about life experience must be the nanny who came out to make trouble in the end. Listening to Wan's tone, you know that Hua Jinghua can't escape this level.

"Mother is sick because of this?"

"I just found someone and couldn't find it. I was anxious. I didn't know anything when I came back." Wan said: "As long as she is in the capital, I don't want to sleep well."

This is a bit troublesome, Hua Chun pursed her lips: "Can the mother draw her look? The son sends someone to help find it."