OBS Chapter 1: It's not the shrinking beads, it's the penetration!
Chapter 1: It's not the shrinking beads, it's the penetration!
hiss~
It hurts.
It hurts even to swallow saliva.
Is this the legendary razor-sharp voice?
Yinxuan frowned and reached out to touch his phone to send a message to his roommate: What are you doing? Why don't you serve your prince some water?
We agreed to help each other!
When that bastard passed away, he did the laundry and cooked for her and took good care of her.
How come when it was his turn to be hit, he didn't even react?
Yinxuan searched for a long time without any results. He opened his eyes and saw that it was not the rental house he was familiar with, but a very gorgeous and spacious yurt.
what's the situation?
When he opened his mouth, it hurt so much that it twisted. Yinzhen subconsciously reached out to cover his mouth, but what he saw was a white, tender, chubby little paw?
Is he infected with the shrinking virus? !
Yinxuan was horrified.
At this time, the door curtain was lifted, and a little eunuch with red eyes walked in: "God bless you, my prince, you are finally awake!"
Ah, brother?
Oh! Isn’t that a nickname given to him by his friends because he happens to have the same name as the eighteenth prince of Emperor Kangxi?
Yinxuan looked at the little eunuch's iconic half-moon hair, long braids and horseshoe sleeves suspiciously: How come this ancient costume trend has even swept the hospital?
After a moment of silence, some unwanted information flooded into my mind.
This made his already uncomfortable body even worse and he fainted.
"My Lord! Someone, please call the imperial physician and the Emperor! Our Eighteenth Prince has fainted again!"
When the news reached the imperial court, Kangxi, who was meeting with Mongolian princes, left the table and hurried to the tent where his youngest son was. The Prince of Zhi and the Third Prince who were present could not help but worry about their younger brother. Only the Crown Prince was still talking and laughing, as if nothing had happened.
Kangxi hurried all the way to the tent where his youngest son was. A group of imperial doctors, palace maids, eunuchs, etc. hurriedly saluted: "Your servants and others kowtow to the emperor and pay their respects to the emperor."
Kangxi frowned, "Why are you still paying attention to these empty formalities at this time? Stand up. Doctor Li, how is the Eighteenth Prince? Is he getting better?"
There was not much improvement, and it even got worse.
If you continue like this, Your Majesty, I'm afraid you will have to bury your loved ones before you.
Doctor Li thought to himself, but dared not reveal anything on his face. He knelt down again with a plop and said, "Your Majesty, the Eighteenth Prince is young and weak, and the toad plague is coming with great force. I can only do my best and leave the rest to fate."
Liang Jiugong, who was serving beside him, saw that Shengxin was really sad and couldn't help but speak up to persuade him: "With the blessing of His Majesty's dragon energy, the Eighteenth Prince will surely be able to turn things around."
Kangxi looked at his son, who looked frail and had lost a lot of weight in less than a month, and sighed, "I really want to protect him a little more, but..."
Who would want to bring their children out to see the world with good intentions, but end up contracting this fatal disease?
Just as she was blaming herself, the palace maid came back to report that the medicine was ready and needed to be fed to the Eighteenth Prince.
Kangxi was filled with compassion and took the initiative to take over the job.
The emperor personally took a spoon, scooped a small spoonful of soup, put it to his mouth and blew on it. After making sure that the temperature was suitable, he slowly fed it to the child.
puff~
Vomit, vomit, vomit…
The devastating pain almost made Yinxuan vomit bile.
Kangxi felt distressed and worried. He waited for the palace servants to help the little guy get ready, and then he had to harden his heart and bring the medicine over: "Shiba, you need to drink the medicine to get better."
Again?
Yinxuan was stunned, his big black and white eyes were full of fear.
As he stepped back, he shouted in his heart: [I don’t trust you, you old man are so bad! ]
Kangxi was shocked: "What did you say?"
Yinzhen panted heavily and continued to curse in his mind: [Speak? Haha, I wanted to, but my throat hurts so much that it hurts to swallow saliva. I vomited just now, so I didn’t drink any of the medicine, and my throat is even worse.]
This time Kangxi saw it clearly and heard it seriously.
Xiao Shiba didn't even move his lips, but he did hear his voice.
Voice of your heart?
Just as he was thinking about whether to ask a shaman to come and take a look, the voice came again: "This bitter medicine soup is useless. It's better to find some cactus peeling and apply it to me. I heard that thing is specially used to treat this disease. It can cure it immediately."
[Alas! In this backward Qing Dynasty, even mumps is regarded as a scourge and a beast, and it can actually cost the life of a dignified prince. Who would believe it if I told others...]
Kangxi was so shocked that he remained silent for a long time. When he wanted to ask more questions, the child had already exhausted and fell asleep again.
The maid trembled and asked, "Your Majesty, should we warm up the medicine before giving it to the Eighteenth Prince?"
In the past, Kangxi would have definitely nodded in agreement.
Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease!
But after hearing that strange voice just now, his thoughts changed: "No need, get some fresh cactus."
Seeing the palace maid was confused, he gave a rare explanation: "I vaguely remember hearing the Zasak of the Right Wing of Khorchin mention that peeling the cactus and applying it to the affected area can cure mumps."
"I never took it to heart before, but now Xiao Shiba is like this..."
"Give it a try, maybe this folk remedy can cure a serious illness!"
A dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor.
Seeing him like this, the maid did not dare to be negligent. She quickly retreated and soon brought back two thick cactus leaves.
Kangxi washed his hands himself and carefully removed the thorns and skin on the surface of the cactus with a silver knife.
Leaving only the thick and translucent leaves inside, I crushed them with a pestle and applied them carefully to my son's cheeks which were swollen like toads, then wrapped them with clean cotton cloth.
No one else was involved in the whole process.
After finishing the work carefully, a shaman was summoned overnight to pray for the Eighteenth Prince and ward off disasters.
After all the matters were settled, the emperor did not return to his own tent. Instead, he ignored everyone's advice and personally guarded the Eighteenth Prince for the entire night.
The great favor he received made everyone look at him with awe.
As expected, the eldest son and grandson, even the emperor is not immune to this.
In fact, Kangxi's move was not only a sign of his love for his youngest son, but also a sign of his respect for what the shaman said.
After hearing his son's voice, Kangxi summoned the shaman in the name of praying for blessings.
As a result, they were told that this child was born with a supporting star, but was facing a death crisis. If he survived safely, he would have both good fortune and happiness in this life, and even the entire Qing Dynasty would benefit greatly.
otherwise……
The shaman just sighed slightly, as if he had said everything, but at the same time, he said nothing.
This made Kangxi feel uneasy and he couldn't feel at ease.
He had a confused dream for a while, and when he woke up, it was already dawn. He just got up to check on his youngest son, and heard the child's personal eunuch Xiao Luzi happily report back: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Your Majesty, after the Eighteenth Prince used the cactus, the swelling on his cheeks has obviously improved."
"The doctor said that if the condition continues to improve, Prince will be completely out of danger."
“It actually works?”
Kangxi was overjoyed, and he ran to the child's bed in his slippers. After a careful inspection, he smiled and said, "Good, good! God bless me, my little eighteenth is finally getting better!"
Yinxuan finally received all the information and figured out what was going on with him: [What's good about it? It's the 47th year of Kangxi's reign, and I'm the 18th prince.]
[He lived a total of eight years, and this was the fuse that led to the dethronement of the crown prince!]