Ci Jinzhi

"The imperial doctor said that it is difficult to tell when you will wake up if you hit your head. Don't worry, Queen Mother, maybe Ping'er will wake up soon." Emperor Xingyuan comforted his mother.

In fact, he asked the imperial doctors. Even if those imperial doctors had the mentality of "not seeking merit but seeking no faults", they did not dare to hide it when faced with the emperor's serious questioning. They euphemistically said that if they were not awake for more than two days, the result might not be good. .

But Emperor Xingyuan did not dare to say this to the Queen Mother.

  No matter how tough the Queen Mother usually looks, she is almost seventy years old, not to mention she was frightened last night.

The Queen Mother nodded: "The Ai family thinks so too. The name you gave me is better, and Ping'er will be safe."

The name of King Xiu is Chen Ping, which means "Ping" in an ordinary way. From this name alone, we can see that Emperor Xingyuan was perfunctory in naming his eldest son. Now that the Queen Mother says it's "peace", no one will object.

"Ping'er's filial piety is beyond the Ai family's expectation." The Queen Mother looked at the unconscious King Xiu and sighed.

Emperor Xingyuan felt depressed: "The Queen Mother is right, thanks to Ping'er's presence this time."

The Queen Mother sighed even louder: "If I had known earlier, it would be better to let the wood hit the Ai family. The Ai family are all about to be buried, and they don't have a few years to live. Poor Ping'er has not yet reached the crown, and has not yet married. , How can the Ai family feel at ease if there is someone to help them?"

"Don't say that, Queen Mother. Your body and bones can live to be a hundred years old. It's his blessing that Ping'er can ward off disasters for you."

Hearing Emperor Xingyuan’s comfort, the Queen Mother felt much better.

Being able to eat, drink and even run, enjoy endless wealth and glory, and have the filial piety of the emperor's son. Let alone being almost seventy, living a hundred years old is not enough for such a good life. But if it were to be exchanged for her grandson's life, the Queen Mother would still feel a little uncomfortable. She would be relieved to have a son.

Of course, what the Queen Mother hopes most is that her grandson can wake up.

"Mother, my son will send you back. You were frightened last night, so you should take good care of yourself."

The Queen Mother came down, looked at King Xiu again, and stopped when she was about to turn around: "Ping'er?"

Emperor Xingyuan immediately looked towards King Xiu and saw that the eyelids of the man on the bed moved and he slowly opened his eyes.

“Ping’er, you’re finally awake, but you’re worried about the Emperor’s grandmother.” The Queen Mother walked over and took King Xiu’s hand.

King Xiu blinked, his expression blank.

 The Queen Mother was in a great mood, and she was really concerned about King Xiu at this moment: "How are you, Ping'er? Do you still recognize the emperor's grandmother?"

　　If you hear that a person has injured his head, he will probably not recognize him.

King Xiu’s eyes gradually regained their clarity: “Royal Grandmother—”

Seeing him struggling to stand up and salute, the Queen Mother quickly held him down and said, "Don't move around, be careful of the injury on your head."

King Xiu stopped his movements and looked at Emperor Xingyuan: "Father."

Emperor Xingyuan nodded: "Wake up."

These words sounded very plain, but King Xiu was used to Emperor Xingyuan's indifference, and he could easily hear some concern in him.

 “How do you feel?” Emperor Xingyuan asked again.

 “Thank you for your concern, father. My son feels fine.”

Emperor Xingyuan frowned: "This is not the time to show off your strength, so what is it?"

"I just have a headache and feel dizzy..." King Xiu spoke slowly.

 “Let the imperial physician take another look.”

The imperial doctor was already guarding here. As Emperor Xingyuan spoke, several imperial doctors quickly gathered around to check, and finally one person reported: "Your Highness can wake up, and if there is no change after another day of observation, there will be no big problem. But after all, there will be no big problem." I hurt my head, so it’s not advisable to move for a short period of time..."

After hearing this, Emperor Xingyuan told King Xiu: "You can keep it here with peace of mind, and don't think too much about anything else."

"Thank you, Father." King Xiu paused and looked at the Queen Mother, "Thank you, Grandma Royal." The Queen Mother held King Xiu's hand with a loving look on her face: "Silly boy, it is Grandma Huang who thanks you. If not for last night With you protecting me, I don’t know what the Imperial Grandmother will do..."

Seeing that the Queen Mother was getting excited, Emperor Xingyuan interrupted: "Mother, Ping'er is still dizzy, let him have a good rest."

“Grandmother and father, please walk slowly.”

Watching Emperor Xingyuan helping the Queen Mother leave, King Xiu moved his lips: "Water—"

Soon the former court and the harem knew that King Xiu was awake and stayed in the palace to recuperate. It was inconvenient for foreign ministers to visit the palace, so the supplements were delivered to King Xiu's house early. All the concubines with names in the harem went to the side hall. They did not need to see King Xiu and had a few words with King Xiu's mother concubine An. The purpose of the visit was achieved.

 When King Xiu fell into a coma, Concubine An was only worried. Now that people are awake, they are socializing with the concubines who come to visit again and again, and bearing their obvious or implicit envious looks, Concubine An can't help but feel proud.

 In Ganquan Palace, the palace servants reported to Concubine Xian what was going on with King Xiu today.

The post has been vacant for many years. It used to be taken care of by Concubine Shu, the mother of Queen Qing. Later, something happened to Concubine Shu, and the temporary management of the harem fell into the hands of Concubine Xian, the mother of the third prince. King Xiu stayed in the palace to recuperate from his injuries, and Concubine Xian did not dare to neglect. In addition to visiting in person, she would always pay attention to the situation there.

“So, King Xiu can return to the palace to recuperate today.” Concubine Xian smiled lightly after hearing the new news.

"Your Majesty, you can feel more relaxed now." Fangqiao, a confidant in the palace, curled her lips and whispered, "See how proud Concubine An is—"

Concubine Xian glanced at her: "Don't talk too much."

 “I just can’t stand it.”

 “It’s just human nature.”

 “Your Majesty is still generous.” Fangqiao complimented.

Concubine Xian smiled and said no more.

The emperor's reward and the queen mother's love are yet to come, so what if they are not generous.

Having been in the harem for so many years, she had already seen clearly that what the emperor really cared about in this huge palace was neither the prince nor the princess, nor the concubines like them, but the queen mother.

But this is not unusual. These touching stories of feasting on mosquitoes and entertaining relatives are all about parents, but I have never heard of many such stories about wives and children.

Over at the side hall, Emperor Xingyuan came again, accompanying the Queen Mother.

“The Ai family has truly felt relieved after hearing the imperial doctor say that you can go back.”

A few days later, the Queen Mother's energy completely recovered. The more she looked at her eldest grandson, the happier she became, so she asked King Xiu what he wanted.

King Xiu hurriedly declined: "It is my grandson's blessing to be able to save the emperor's grandmother. How can I ask for a reward?"

"If you shirk it, the Queen Mother will feel uncomfortable." The Queen Mother said angrily.

“Since your royal grandmother wants to reward you, just tell me.”

King Xiu lowered his eyes, his pale cheeks reddened slightly due to the injury. After a while, he said, "I dare not refuse the gift. Since the imperial grandmother asked, my grandson will tell me."

 “Say.” The Queen Mother smiled lovingly.

Looking at King Xiu’s reaction, Emperor Xingyuan began to wonder what he wanted.

 It can't be that he wants to be the crown prince - this thought flashed through Emperor Xingyuan's mind, and he couldn't help but laugh.

This is definitely impossible. Even if they want it, no one would be stupid enough to say it.

"My grandson wants to—" King Xiu's face turned red, which made him even more handsome. "My grandson wants to marry Miss Kou."