Qing Chuan's Forest House Master 46 Exposed, Qing Chuan's Forest House Master txt Tomato Network

  Lin Qingyu hugged her own lovely baby and buried her head to tease him for a while until the little baby was successfully teased into crying, and then comforted to happiness, before she raised her head with satisfaction.

  Zi Lian and Mo Ju looked at the smiling Fu Jin with a smug face, then looked at the small red face covered in drool, her watery eyes filled with tears, as if about to fall. The poor little master was really pitiful. The two of them simultaneously twitched their mouths, with large drops of water hanging from their foreheads, looking at their young master with a mixture of sadness and pity, thinking: "The young master is truly pitiful, having such an unrefined mother!"

  As for the wet nurse, she had successfully pretended to be a wall painting, standing silently with her head hung low. In her heart, she was muttering: "I really didn't see anything, I really didn't hear anything..."

  Lin Qingyu, although already a small cultivator in the sixth layer of Qi Refining, had not yet reached the stage of Bigu and was anxious to come out. At this time, she naturally felt hungry. She looked up and glanced outside the window, only to find that it was already past mealtime. She turned her head and instructed: "Mo Jing, I'm hungry, go take a look in the kitchen to see if there's anything ready to eat, bring some over."

  "Yes! I'll go right away!" Mo Jue bowed and backed out of the room.

  Lin Qingyu was just about to ask Zilian what had happened in the mansion and in the capital after she fainted. After all, as the Fourth Mistress, it was still necessary for her to understand these things.

  Just as he was about to ask the question, a hurried footsteps interrupted him.

  Wasn't I just in a coma for over ten days? How did Mò Jú's speed increase so much? Is it that I've fallen behind or has the world changed too quickly? Lín Qīng Yù didn't use his spiritual power to observe, he was just puzzled and couldn't help but think to himself.

  "Madam, I had just stepped out of the gate when I saw Xiaodezi, the little eunuch beside Master Su, hurrying back from outside the mansion with a big sweat on his forehead and a look of anxiety. I went up to ask him what was wrong and found out that something has happened to the Beile master! I was anxious, so I brought Xiaodezi here." Moju is really too impatient, doesn't she know that the Fourth Beile is the sky of this mansion? If anything were to happen to him, how would Madam cope? And what about the newborn little prince?

  Lin Qingyu's expression suddenly turned serious, and she felt a sense of foreboding. If it weren't for her cultivation, Lin Qingyu would have just laughed it off. But now that she was a cultivator, she knew this was a warning from the heavens. She whispered to herself: "It seems that Yongzheng is in grave danger right now." She handed the soft little package in her arms to the nurse beside her and said: "Quickly summon Xiaodezi!"

  Xiao Dezi was waiting outside, pacing back and forth. Hearing the voice of Fu Jin, he didn't wait for Mo Jue to come out and report, but instead hurriedly walked in with his head bowed low. "Thud" - he knelt down on the ground, saying: "Your humble servant has seen Fu Jin..."

  "Hurry up, what's wrong with Grandfather?" Lin Qingyu asked anxiously, suppressing the unease in her heart.

  She didn't know why her heart was racing at this moment?

  She had told herself in her heart, to treat him as a leader during the day and as a lover at night. She had always done so! Then, what was this anxiety, this restlessness for?

  "Let's start with the story of how I was summoned by the Emperor himself today..."

  Lin Qingyu felt a worsening premonition in her heart, staring with big round eyes, and said sternly: "Ben Furen only wants to know how the master is doing? Xiaodezi, do you understand? Hmm?"

  The threatening implication was obvious, and Lin Qingyu's icy and severe voice made Xiao Dezi shudder. He hastily said: "Master was stabbed in the heart by a single knife, and the doctors managed to stop the bleeding with great difficulty, but he still hasn't woken up from his coma. The doctors are all at a loss for what to do..."

  Lin Qingyu's face turned quite ugly upon hearing this. She thought to herself: It seems that things are really bad for him! She quickly stood up and said, "Moju, change your clothes."

  "Yes!"

  After changing her clothes, Lin Qingyu left Zi Lian to take care of the baby, and Mo Jue temporarily took over the duties in the mansion. Without stopping, she immediately brought Xiao Dezi, one person and one horse, speeding quickly towards the palace.

  When Lin Qingyu arrived at the side hall of the Palace of Heavenly Purity, Emperor Kangxi was sitting in front of Yongzheng's bed with some sparkling tears in his eyes.

  Looking at Kangxi, who seemed to have aged several years in an instant, Lin Qingyu was somewhat taken aback by his haggard appearance.

  At this moment, she realized: Kangxi was also an ordinary person, with emotions too.

  Perhaps he wasn't a qualified father. However, from then on it was not difficult to see that he really was an emperor who cared about his son. For his own unconscious child, anxious, worried, and sad. So, as an emperor, being able to do so, Lin Qingyu thought it was already quite good.

  Lin Qinyin's two hands were placed on top of each other in front of her right side, with her left hand on top and her right hand below, slightly bowing her head. Her body was slightly inclined forward, with her left foot a little bit in front of her right foot, and her knees slightly bent. She greeted Kangxi: "Greetings to the Emperor."

  "Get up!"

  Kangxi saw Lin Qingyu wake up, and a faint joy appeared on that pale old face. Turning his head to look at the fourth elder who was still unconscious on the bed, he secretly said: "Fourth elder, your wife is awake. You must not lose to your wife, you have to wake up quickly!"

  Then he stood up and said: "With you taking care of Fourth Brother, I can rest assured!"

  "Yes!" Lin Qingyu nodded in agreement.

  "I still have something to attend to, I'll take my leave first." After saying that, he headed out.

  "Long live the Emperor!"

  It wasn't until Kangxi's figure had completely disappeared that Lin Qingyu turned her head to look at Yongzheng on the bed.

  After taking a closer look at his appearance, Lin's pupils suddenly contracted, feeling like her heart was being pricked by a needle, the pain was unbearable, and tears fell down without warning. Yongzheng's face was as pale as paper, if not for that faint breath, she would have thought he was dead.

  Lin Qingyu didn't need to lift the heavy bandages on his chest to see the mortal wound clearly. That red heart had a gaping hole in it; if an ordinary person had suffered such an injury, they would have died long ago.

  Yin Zan's stubborn vitality is not unrelated to the spiritual vegetables Lin Qingyu occasionally makes and the tea water that sometimes contains spiritual water.

  Of course, at that time Lin Qingyu was completely for the baby in her belly, Yunzheng, and also brought him along. No one had thought that they would accidentally save his life by mistake.

  Lin Qingyu ordered all the maids, wet nurses and eunuchs around her to leave. After everyone had left, she set up an isolation array and a protective array in the room. With her right hand, a white jade bottle appeared out of thin air, pouring out a pellet of Pei Yuan Dan which she fed into Yun Chen's mouth. The medicine dissolved as soon as it entered his mouth, then carefully transmitted spiritual energy to Yun Chen's wound.

  With such meticulous care as if handling a precious jade, yet still being seen by someone, or rather, a spiritual entity.

  That is the person involved - Yongzheng.

  Yin Zhen was only shocked for a moment before calmly accepting the fact that his Fu Jin was not an 'ordinary person'.

  It's all right, even if my wife is a bit strange, maybe she's a demon or an immortal, it really doesn't matter. Yongzheng thought to himself.

  He had always thought that his wife was a bit strange, for example: the dishes she cooked were not only delicious, but also relieved fatigue and stress; the tea she brewed not only tasted better than dust, but also detoxified and beautified, supplemented energy and strengthened the body.

  In this way, everything can be explained clearly.

  He clasped his hands behind his back and looked at his busy wife below, thinking to himself: Everyone has their own secrets, I won't ask you. However, I will wait slowly for you to tell me yourself.

  At this moment, Yongzheng never thought that the day was actually not far away.

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