Yuan Qingling was surprised. She sat up and looked at their foreheads. She found that there seemed to be some bruises on the forehead, but it was not obvious. She stretched out her hand and pressed it gently, "Does it hurt?"
"A little!"
Yuan Qingling asked: "Have you fallen down today?"
Baozi said from the side: "It fell. It fell from the tree yesterday. The wet nurse didn't see it."
Yuan Qingling turned to look at Baozi, "Why didn't you tell mom when you saw it?"
Baozi said: "They said it doesn't hurt. Besides, they will get better soon. Our injuries will heal on their own. It's just a matter of speed."
Yuan Qingling frowned, "But I fell yesterday and it's not healed today. No, it's already past midnight. It's the third day. Why is it still hurting?"
Erbao's face was calm and well-behaved. He didn't dare to reply. He just reached out and gently rubbed his forehead and between his eyebrows.
"Did you hit your head?" Yuan Qingling's heart sank, "Are you feeling nauseous and dizzy?"
Erbao shook his head at the same time, "It just hurts a little."
The abilities of the two of them come from brain perception. If the brain is damaged, they may not be able to sense that something happened to Lao Wu.
Yuan Qingling couldn't help but panic again. She couldn't examine Erbao, and she didn't know what kind of injury he had. Apart from fever and slight pain, he had no symptoms, but she was afraid of meningeal hemorrhage and falling from the tree.
No joke.
She opened the medicine box, took out the neurotrophic drugs, gave them to both of them, and asked repeatedly what was wrong, but she always got a negative answer.
When they were put to sleep again, Coke said softly: "Mom, I just feel that I can't get anything now."
This sentence frightened Yuan Qingling to sit up again, "Can't you pick up something? Can't you move your hands?"
She quickly grabbed his hand and looked, "Grab mom's hand, can you move it?"
Coke held her hand, and the knuckles and strength were fine, but he said: "That's not it, that's it!"
He let go of Yuan Qingling's hand and slowly stretched it out, "Drink water!"
The water glass was on the table not far from the bed, untouched.
He looked at Yuan Qingling and said, "Mom, I can't get it."
Yuan Qingling looked at him blankly, "Do you mean you can't retrieve things from a distance?"
"My mind is a little confused."
That is to say, it is impossible to concentrate, and it is impossible to control things outside the body's reach with thoughts.
"Qixi, what about you?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Qixi poked out her two big black eyes from under the quilt, "Mom, I can't move my hands either."
"Is it just like Coca-Cola that I can't move or is it really that I can't move?" Yuan Qingling felt that it was still difficult to talk to them.
"Same as Coke." Qixi said innocently.
Yuan Qing snorted, "Go to sleep, but mother will call you later, so you have to answer her."
"Mom, aren't you going to sleep?" Tangyuan came over and asked.
"Mom, look at my brother, you guys are sleeping." Yuan Qingling kissed Tangyuan's cheek. The child, who was still awake, always looked cute and beautiful.
Baozi and Nuomi sat up together and crowded around Yuan Qingling, "My mother and I looked at my brother together."
Yuan Qingling looked at the three very similar little faces, as well as the sensible and well-behaved expressions on their faces, and felt very comforted. He did not force them to sleep, and asked them to accompany him to guard the second treasure.
Half an hour later, Erbao's fever completely subsided. Yuan Qingling called them, and they responded in a daze and fell asleep. When it was almost five o'clock, the dim sum people couldn't stand it any longer and fell asleep one after another.
go.
But after sleeping for a while, Baozi opened his eyes again and cursed angrily, "You said you don't feel well, can you go to grandma's house again?"
Upon hearing these words, Yuan Qingling felt completely relieved and rubbed her sore eyes. Being able to go to her grandma's house meant that she could control her thoughts at will.
She woke up Erbao and asked them to reach out to get something. Erbao sat up and stretched out his hands together. The water glass on the table flew towards them. Their palms overlapped and the water glass fell steadily into their hands.
Yuan Qingling took the water cup, rubbed their foreheads again, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Erbao said at the same time.
This is strange. I had a fever and got better?
It was already the fifth watch, and Yuan Qingling couldn't sleep anymore and got up to look for Rong Yue.
Just then, Aunt Xi and his grandma also came over. They heard that my brother had a fever last night, and they were both very nervous. Aunt Qi also went to invite Grandma Yuan to come over. The three old people were in a big fight.
Rong Yue was awakened, put on her clothes and came out to see Yuan Qing Ling. Seeing two dark circles on her face, she asked jokingly: "What's going on? Did you stay up all night and not sleep?"
"Erbao had a fever last night, so I stayed with them and didn't sleep." Yuan Qingling sat down and felt a sharp pain in her forehead.
Rong Yue became nervous when she heard this, "Fever? Are you okay? How come you have a fever for no reason?"
"I fell from the tree, I guess I was frightened." Yuan Qingling mumbled over, looked at her and started talking about the business, "I fell asleep last night and had a nightmare, and Erbao also had the same nightmare.
If something happens to Lao Wu in your dream, send someone to ask. I know that your Lenglangmen has fast riders who can travel hundreds of miles a day, and you will know soon."
Rong Yue comforted and said, "Don't think too much. This is probably because you are thinking about and dreaming about the prince every day and worrying about the prince every day, which is why you have nightmares. Don't worry, I will send someone to ask."
Yuan Qingling said gratefully: "Thank you, Rong Yue, if I don't send someone to ask, I won't feel at ease."
"Don't say that. You are pregnant now. You can't think too much for fear of hurting your mind. You go back and have a sleep first. I'll freshen up and go out." Rong Yue said.
Yuan Qing Ling bowed and turned around to go out.
Rong Yue saw that she was still holding the ceremony, which showed that she was really worried, so she immediately washed and changed clothes and went out.
Almost all the masters from the Lenglang Sect were sent out, and only a few were stationed in Beijing. When Rong Yue went back to talk, she felt worried. Even if she sent people out and traveled day and night, it would still take three days to get back.
This is already halfway through without stopping, and for three days, it can make the Crown Princess die of worry.
Huhu from the Lenglang sect said to Rong Yue: "If something happens, the fourth master will send the flying pigeon book back. Why don't we wait first? Our flying pigeon can really travel thousands of miles in a day. When the fourth master went out, he took it with him
A cage of doves.”
"But I promised the Crown Princess." Rong Yue frowned.
Huhu said: "Actually, if something happens to the prince, the army will rush back the message from 800 miles away. Moreover, if the fourth master Feige sends a message, it will also be sent to the emperor, and will not be sent back to Lenglangmen, the second master.
, you might as well go into the palace and ask for news. If the emperor has not received the bad news, then the prince will definitely be fine."
Rong Yue thought about it and said, "Why didn't I think of this? Oh, I'm so confused." If the emperor received bad news, he might not tell the princess, so he had to inquire about it himself.
"Second Master, since you became pregnant, you have become completely demented." Huhu said without fear of death.
Rong Yue stretched out her hand to caress the child in her belly and glanced at him, "I won't argue with you now. When I give birth to the child, it will be easier for you."