daughter in power

Chapter 221
At the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Qiqi falls ill, and everyone knows the news.

These concubines who had just been released had no chance and were all sold out.

Together with the princes and grandchildren they gave birth to, the old secret found a reason, either a sudden death or a disaster, in the end it was gone.

There are only a few young children left, who are still inexperienced in the world, and they are raised by the aunt in the palace.

All of this, Xia Xi only took one night to decide.

He didn't want to disturb her.

Even the national teacher who lived in the palace was sent out by him. It is said that he was afraid that the national teacher's immortal energy would offend her.

We all know that immortal energy can cure diseases and save lives, so how can we still collide.

Regarding the national teacher and the Nine Yin Saint Immortal, the people in the court had another idea.

Whatever those ideas were, no one dared to question them.

Everything is silent.

In Yangxi Palace, Qiqi was leaning on the bed with a pale face.

The sudden onset caught her off guard, and the most hurt was her spirit rather than her body.

The little boy sat beside her bed, looking at her without blinking, with a rare worry on his face.

She was much happier all of a sudden.

Xia Xi entered the door, saw two people looking at each other on the bed, smiled slightly, and walked over.

So, it became three people looking at each other.

The young master stood up and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty, when will the empress recover from her illness? Bing'er still wants to play cuju with her."

With a warm heart, she looked at Xia Xi and waited for the answer with the young master.

Xia Xi hesitated.

After a while, he said: "Zhen will cure her soon, you don't have to worry." After speaking, he knelt down and looked at the young master, and said gently: "Is Bing'er worried about the empress?"

The little boy blinked and finally nodded.

Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

It is not easy to recover from a menacing disease.

The young master was coaxed out to play, Xia Xi sat by the bed and watched Qiqi.

The maidservants had already retreated, and no one would hear the conversation between the two.

She said: "What is the disease? Why do you always feel dizzy and feel powerless?"

She let out a breath and sighed against the embroidered pillow: "In the past few days, I even feel that my memory is not so good. There are many things that I can't seem to remember."

On the opposite side, Xia Xi's expression changed slightly, she stretched out her hand to catch her pulse, and said firmly, "Looking at the pulse, it seems that there is something going on in my head, but I can't tell at the moment."

She nodded, tried to think about it, and suddenly said: "Could it be a relapse of old illness?"

When she was in Lizhou Mansion, she once fell off the Lishan Duantou Cliff, and she didn't remember anything after waking up.

"Is it possible that there is a bruise in my brain that caused my amnesia. But now, this bruise has a problem with blood flow, so..." She asked thoroughly.

He interrupted her: "No, I checked your pulse at the beginning, and found nothing unusual. Don't think about it, you'll be fine."

Only then did she feel relieved.

The couple said a few more words, and Xia Xi left.

Leaning on the bed alone, she sighed slightly.

After going through untold hardships, it was finally considered a true result of cultivation, but why she fell ill.

She shook her head and picked up Yun Huaiqing's letter from the bed.

The handwriting is not familiar, and his private seal is stamped at the end. The rigid font fits his personality very well.

She smiled lightly and frowned after reading the letter.

It is a great thing that Daxia and North Vietnam have mutual benefits in trade.

Unfortunately, the emperor of North Vietnam suddenly fell ill, and the entire North Vietnam court was engaged in a serious battle for the throne.

The crown prince's position is detached and cannot be shaken by others.

However, it is also possible to disgust him.

Yun Huaiqing is now severely disgusted by his brothers and sisters.

Therefore, Yun Huaiqing, who was still doing business with Dongfang Xiu on the border, took his subordinates back to North Vietnam.

By the way, clean up his clan.

Not surprisingly, the tenth day of October will be Yun Huaiqing's enthronement ceremony.

The old emperor abdicated to make way for the virtuous, and made room for the crown prince in advance.

The tenth day of October is still early.

Yun Huaiqing also understood what she meant.

Invite her to watch the ceremony with Xia Xi.

It is said to be a ceremony, but it is actually a demonstration.

May I ask, which North Vietnamese royal family can invite the Great Xia Emperor?

Based on this relationship alone, everyone should understand who is the real master.

Of course she is willing.

However, she suddenly fell ill, and she didn't know what it would be like on the tenth day of October.

If the body has not recovered by then, how can I go to the banquet?

She put the letter aside and slowly closed her eyes.

Faintly, I could hear the young master and Chunlan talking outside.

It seems to be worried about her condition.

She was very relieved to think of someone.

Hastily said: "Come here."

Gong'e entered the door and said respectfully: "The Empress."

She opened her mouth, and suddenly forgot the name of the maid.

It seemed that since she came back from the palace and lived here again, she subconsciously forgot the names of the servants.

Gong'e is still waiting for her order.

She said lightly: "Go and invite the pediatrician from Tai Hospital."

Gong'e hesitated: "I don't know which doctor the empress wants to invite?"

There are many doctors in the Imperial Medical Office, and there are also many who specialize in pediatrics.

Her eyes flashed, a name flashed through her mind, and she said without thinking: "He Xiaowen."

She didn't remember until she read out the names. She couldn't remember the names of many people in such a big palace.

How could he remember He Xiaowen clearly?

He Xiaowen will come soon.

Standing cautiously in front of the bed, talking through a layer of gauze.

He couldn't see her clearly inside, but she could see him clearly.

The pediatrician who looks too young and does a good job in the hospital is also a talent.

She said: "Young master has not been eating well recently, I think your medical skills are not bad, prescribe some nourishing prescriptions for him to regulate his stomach."

He Xiaowen responded hurriedly.

When seeing a doctor, the doctor cannot prescribe medicine without seeing the patient.

Qiqi called the young master to come in and let He Xiaowen take a closer look.

The little prince was impatient: "I'm not sick, so I don't need to take care of it. Empress, you are not in good health, so you need to take care of it."

He was worried about every word, and she was very ironic when she heard it, so she quickly reached out and touched his little head: "You just let the imperial physician take a look, I know you are not sick. I am just worried about your body, let the imperial physician prescribe A few recipes for nourishment."

The atmosphere in the hall was warm, the young master obediently walked over unhappy, and sat at the desk in a serious manner, waiting for the imperial physician.

He Xiaowen was relieved, and cautiously stepped forward to see a doctor for the young master.

He raised his head, but after taking a look, he was stunned.

He looked at the child in a gaffe, as if he had forgotten where he was.

"Doctor He?" Qiqi's eyes flickered and she called out to him.

He Xiaowen didn't hear it.

She became more and more confused, and called again: "Doctor He?"

Only then did He Xiaowen wake up like a dream, and hurriedly bowed: "My minister...the minister is here."

This abnormality, not to mention Qiqi, even the young master felt the difference.

He tilted his head and looked at He Xiaowen: "Mr. He, I remember you treated me. Why did you see me today, but it seemed like you saw a ghost?"

The little prince's status is superior.

He Xiaowen was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly bowed his head: "Chen...Chen..."

Qiqi was upset, and said with a sullen face, "If you have anything to say, just say it, don't hesitate."

It was about the young master, her usually gentle attitude suddenly became fierce.

Seeing this, He Xiaowen didn't dare to hide any more, and said anxiously: "My minister... I didn't see clearly when I treated the young master that night. So... so... Today, the young master is right in front of my eyes. , it is naturally obvious..."

He spoke intermittently, and there was nothing unusual about what he said.

But Qiqi knew that it was not that simple: "Finally, I saw Bing'er's face clearly today, why am I so dumbfounded?"

He Xiaowen fell to his knees with a "plop", and kowtowed timidly, "I want to report to Empress Qi, this... this..."

Qiqi's face was pale, and she became more and more fierce: "Speak."

She suddenly fell ill, she was already upset, but now a little imperial doctor, seeing Bing'er is like crazy.

If she doesn't figure out what's going on, she really won't be at ease.

He Xiaowen didn't dare to hide anymore, so he had to honestly prostrate himself: "Just because, just because the young master's appearance is very similar to a person."

The little prince is getting bigger and bigger, although he was born with a peerless youth, it is a pity that he is not like Qiqi, nor like Xia Xi.

Who she looks like, even she herself does not know.

Hearing this, she felt a "thump" in her heart, and hurriedly said, "Who do you look like?"

He Xiaowen's style is like sifting chaff, trembling and not knowing how to continue.

I don't know how long I tried to calm down, and then said in a low voice: "Like... like the martial arts master of Weichen."

A martial arts master is really nothing.

Just like it.

Qiqi finally let go of her nervous hands: "So it looks like your master, no wonder you are so crazy about it."

Respecting the teacher is a good moral character of a person.

He Xiaowen is not bad.

The young master said: "So you know martial arts, did you ever have a martial arts master?" He was very interested, and jumped off the brocade stool: "Tell me, is my martial arts better, or your master's martial arts?"

The atmosphere in the hall became a little more active for a while.

Unfortunately, He Xiaowen fell into deep thought.

"My empress, my master, my martial arts are excellent. My minister was originally a martial artist, but because my master disappeared, I changed my career."

He was very sad.

However, if he is really practicing martial arts, maybe he is just an ordinary martial artist.

But as soon as he practiced medicine, he entered the imperial hospital, became an imperial physician, and became a civil servant.

Qiqi nodded: "Now that you are an imperial physician, you still miss your master and think so highly of your master. Your martial arts master is also a very kind person."

He Xiaowen knelt on the ground, with sourness in his voice: "Yes. It's a pity... Master is missing."

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Qiqi: "Empress Empress... Weichen's master is..."

He gritted his teeth and said longingly, "It's the emperor...before...the concubine of Yu Kingdom, Feng Qiqi."

If you take office ahead of the current incumbent, no matter who or where you are, there will be no good end.

Definitely not welcome.

What's more, it was in front of the Empress of the Great Xia Kingdom, mentioning Xia Xi's old lover, Feng Qiqi.

He Xiaowen's face was ashen, looking at Qiqi's pale face: "Empress Empress, Master has been missing for many years, and now...a child who looks exactly like her has come back, I beg you...to check, to check... ..."

It was clear what he wanted to say.

But he was afraid that Qiqi would not understand.

Qiqi stared at him coldly: "Drag out."

He Xiaowen was taken aback.

She has already said loudly: "Drag out!!"

A royal army quickly entered and dragged He Xiaowen out like a dead dog.

She looked at He Xiaowen's back, her mind was buzzing, and she forgot everything in the world for a moment.

The young master looked at her pale face, then looked at the door, and hurriedly chased her out, "Mr. He, Mr. He..."

There was silence at the gate of the palace.

The ladies in the palace knew that the queen was angry, so no one dared to say more.

He Xiaowen was dragged out and thrown on the ground, no one paid any attention to him.

He got up from the ground in embarrassment, and limped towards the Tai Hospital.

Suddenly, the young master called him from behind.

He hurriedly stood still, obediently waiting for orders.

The young master ran to him in two or three steps, stood three feet away from him, raised his head and said seriously: "Prince doctor...have you really seen someone who looks exactly like me?"

His face was rosy, the tip of his nose was sweating, and he looked slightly nervous.

Those eyes really resembled that person.

Wind Qiqi.

(End of this chapter)