No, I was just a concubine, how did I become the queen?

Chapter 485: Just in Time

"The connections in the palace were all made by the master himself," Wei Yi's voice was a little tense.

He did have a way to pass it in, but in the palace, people only recognized handwriting and not any tokens.

Moreover, the Fourth Master’s handwriting is not the kind that is displayed in public.

Lin Mingyan then remembered the calligraphy she had copied and the subtle stroke characteristics left behind by the Fourth Master when he personally taught her how to write.

"I'll write it," she suppressed her ecstasy and immediately turned to go to the study...

Emperor Kangxi's back pain recurred, and he was of course in a bad mood.

"How are the Twelfth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince doing recently?" His eyes were dark and unclear.

Someone from the Wu family had already gone to find out and confirmed that it was indeed Irgen Jueluo.

Although he didn't know that Irgen Jueluo had already lived a second life, the eldest brother was still drifting away from her.

But in the eyes of Emperor Kangxi, these romantic relationships were unrealistic.

At that time, the eldest brother really wanted to keep Irgen Jueluo, so he wasted such a precious thing on her.

Or maybe I was too young at that time. If I were my age now, the boss would definitely leave this talisman to me.

However, someone has verified that the talisman is useful, so that's just fine.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to risk his own life.

Now, it depends on which one is stronger, twelve or fourteen.

After hearing what he said, Liang Jiugong trembled like a sieve and didn't dare to speak at all.

Emperor Kangxi seemed to have noticed something, his face darkened: "What's wrong? Tell me!"

"Two...two princes, they have...gotten an epidemic!" Liang Jiugong answered in one breath, then lowered his head and waited for the storm.

Emperor Kangxi threw the paperweight he was playing with away.

The sharp corner of the paperweight hit Liang Jiugong's forehead, and blood immediately gushed out.

"I deserve to die!" He immediately knelt down and kowtowed for mercy.

Both princes were the Emperor's backup candidates, but they happened to contract the epidemic. This was his dereliction of duty.

Emperor Kangxi narrowed his eyes and asked, "What did the imperial physician say?"

"The person has been taken out and the medicine has been given," Liang Jiugong said as calmly as possible.

"When will it be better?" He asked impatiently.

Trapped in this decaying body, he didn't want to lose even a moment.

Other people's reincarnations are all chosen blindly. Who is so lucky that they can freely choose their birth and physique?

Even among his sons, wasn't there a disabled person like the seventh one?

I only have one chance, I really can't bear not to choose a perfect body.

"We still don't know if the medicine is effective. If it is, it will take half a month. If it is not, it will take three to five months..." Liang Jiugong's scalp was about to explode.

When the Fourth Master was infected with the plague, wasn't it with the intention of delaying him for half a year?

Moreover, even if epidemic diseases are cured, they will greatly affect life expectancy.

After all, although there is medicine for this disease, that medicine requires one to stay alive and consume one's own vitality.

"Heh~~" Emperor Kangxi sneered.

He didn't even ask if it would have any effect on their bodies.

Because he couldn't wait.

Ever since he realized that the talisman was real, he didn't want to wait any longer.

Now that he had chosen a target, someone had just taken action, and he didn't even bother to pursue the matter.

He has so many children and grandchildren. If these two are not good enough, then let's change two.

After going through all the people in his mind, a smart and childish face emerged in his mind.

"How is the fourth brother?" Emperor Kangxi changed the subject.

Liang Jiugong was startled: "Beile Yong is almost recovered and is on his way back to Beijing."

"How are you feeling?"

"I heard that in order to return to Beijing quickly, Prince Yong's health has been severely weakened, which may affect his lifespan," Liang Jiugong's hands trembled even more.

Emperor Kangxi sighed, pretending to be extremely heartbroken, and said solemnly: "Yong Beile Yinzhen, pure and filial, promoted good blood and suppressed smallpox... He is now conferred the title of Prince Yong."

The crown prince was deposed, and the fourth master was named the only prince among his brothers. The meaning was very clear.

Liang Jiugong received another order: "The grandchildren have reached the stage of enlightenment and are allowed to enter the upper study room for enlightenment."

Liang Jiugong's eyes narrowed and he took the order and left.

He knew his own fate and knew such a big secret. When the day came when the Emperor exchanged his life, he would definitely die too.

Even ants try to survive, let alone him, a eunuch who has nothing but his life?

If His Majesty becomes a prince and ascends the throne directly after this body dies, he will surely die.

But if he chose a more tender body that needed someone to take care of him, then his miserable life would still be useful.

All of the illnesses of the 12th and 14th princes came at the right time.

Now, His Majesty has set his sights on his grandchildren.

Whichever grandson wins will be the lucky one.

When Lin Mingyan received the news, the hairs on her back stood up.

You don’t like your son anymore, so you start choosing your grandson?

But this fear is not a big deal, after all, the talisman is a seven-day trial version, and the child's life is safe.

And she already understood that Honghui would definitely be chosen in the end.

Asking everyone to go into the palace is just a cover-up.

After all, the son of the Prince of Zhi is already sickly, and the son of the deposed crown prince is even worse.

The third and fourth master's families are similar, but the fourth master is sick and in poor health now, so that's a huge advantage.

When Honghui grows up, won’t the sick Fourth Master make room for him?

It's really perfect!

Lin Mingyan called Honghui, who was already eight years old and looked like a grown-up boy.

In modern times, an eight-year-old child is still an elementary school student, but in ancient times, an eight-year-old could even support a family.

"Hui'er, you will go to the palace to study tomorrow," she said, and she didn't know where to start with the rest.

Honghui remained calm: "Mother? Aren't we all going?"

He was the eldest son and had been precocious since childhood. He did not need his mother to repeatedly remind him of many things.

So why did my mother call him alone when everyone else entered the palace?

Shouldn't I care about my younger brothers?

"Everyone is going," Lin Mingyan touched his head, "but you can also care about Hui'er."

Honghui's usually stern face showed a slight blush: "Mother~~"

"Take care of yourself in the palace. If anything bad happens, Mother will know. I promise to be here to accompany you, okay?"

Even though it was only seven short days, Lin Mingyan felt sorry for her son who was hiding in the corner in fear.

Mrs. Wu was already an adult, but those seven days almost made her collapse.

Hui'er is still so young, she really wants to go into the palace with him.

Fortunately, the Fourth Master will be back soon, and then I can go to the palace every day.

Honghui didn't understand what she was worried about, but he nodded: "Okay, mother."