Fat Meng sighed when she saw the person over there was still on the ground.
A good young lady cannot stay at home at this time and insists on coming out.
He only brought a little girl with him, so he would be punished immediately.
"Well, let's go back!"
Mu Yiyi did not step forward, and she did not know the young lady. Moreover, it was so chaotic outside, and even though Fat Meng and An Qi had some fighting power, she did not dare to say that they could escape unscathed when there were too many people.
"help me……"
They tried their best to avoid it, but the girl still saw it.
She shouted for help to Mu Yiyi and others.
Not far from them, you can still see the refugees looking at them eagerly.
"Why don't you go and see your mother?"
"Haha, Sister Lan, are you here to find me, or do you want to meet someone?"
And I really want to, but unfortunately, I don’t know if any man has himself in his heart.
"I haven't been able to rest well these days. I don't know if it's because of the medicine or something else. I always think of your uncle inexplicably."
Fat Meng was always obedient and hurriedly handed the child to the woman.
After all, these two weak women couldn't go home by themselves because the carriage was broken down.
"Ah, I know..."
Compared with treating half a person, it is far less important to notify King Ming and let him quickly control the situation.
She herself was not suitable in the past, but it was different with Mu Yiyi here.
She hurriedly looked at the woman and pulled her wrist, and it was true.
As I got closer, I realized that the woman's complexion was a bit abnormally red.
"Let me take a look."
"Madam, help me, my child, my child suddenly has a fever and is almost out of breath."
Fat Meng protected Mu Yiyi nervously, fearing that someone would rush through her.
When Wu Yinglan came, her father sent several guards to escort her.
Not to mention the rest of the people.
"You, you can actually talk to your mother sideways."
Having a fever is dangerous under normal circumstances, let alone now?
She can't even eat enough, and she doesn't have milk. Is it any wonder that the child doesn't get sick?
"Princess, I will send you and Pang Meng back first, and then go and notify the Xu family."
Wu Yinglan had a melancholy look on her face. There was no one else here, not even the girls, so she simply said what she was thinking:
"I feel like what your uncle said about the life outside, I really like it. I want to go out for a walk with him."
Even King Jun wants them all.
"Okay, I will make arrangements now. But you still don't want to go out."
"But my uncle is older than you, and his status..."
The reason why she came back was not because she was afraid, but because she knew that there were more important things to do.
As soon as Mu Yiyi spoke, the woman looked over excitedly:
Fortunately, the woman did not chase him, and the other refugees were not kind enough to help stop him.
Although he knew that Mu Yiyi had great medical skills, the plague was too contagious and he did not want Mu Yiyi to be in danger.
plague?
She didn't want to go over and cause trouble. Once she knew whose family they belonged to, she could just ask An Qi to inform people.
In the woman's arms was a small child, who looked to be less than a year old.
Prince Ming hurried back to his residence, and when he heard Mu Yiyi's words, he, who had always been calm, was also shocked.
"Fat Meng, give her the child."
Just checking the pulse, Mu Yiyi's expression changed.
Judging from the look on the lady's face, the child must be dying.
Prince Ming hadn't come back yet, so Mu Yiyi washed up and changed her clothes, and asked Uncle Fang to find the prince and come back immediately.
Wu Yinglan was a little disappointed not to see that interesting man.
Mu Yiyi got up, picked up Fat Meng and ran away.
But she was unwilling to give up the son she had finally obtained.
In such a situation, they all asked her to lose the child.
"How many days has this child had a fever?"
"The child is hopeless. You also have a fever. Please be careful."
And the woman only reacted at this moment:
"Madam, don't you know medical skills? Save my child."
"Of course I...miss you, and I also miss your mother, can't I?"
Mu Yiyi did not expose her little thoughts, but thinking of the situation between the two of them, her face became more solemn:
It's a pity that Mu Yiyi is in the palace, not over there.
Mu Yiyi knelt down and Pang Meng hurriedly picked up the child.
"What did you say? Suspicion is a plague?"
"I, I know, but I can't help it."
"Yiyi, I'm so bored lately, I can't come out either."
"Princess, but..."
"Sister Lan, you are not young anymore. You have to know that it is better not to invest in some feelings that are destined to be fruitless."
"Three days? Four days?
"Sister, I know medical skills, and I will help you take care of your child."
Mu Yiyi didn't want to take care of it, but the child was so young that she couldn't just ignore it.
"Princess, they are so pitiful."
Mu Yiyi saw that the way back was not far away, so she asked her to call someone first.
"Uuuuuuuu, child, my child..."
Fat Meng looked at them pitifully. Although they were asking for trouble, if they knew they would encounter such a situation, they would definitely not come out.
"We only take a look at the child. What if the child can be saved?"
How many years has this capital been free of plague?
Is it because of these refugees?
"Yes, it should be. You can ask the imperial doctor to go over and make a diagnosis. After I found out, I brought Fat Meng back first. If there is need, I can also help them."
It is not yet known how many people have fever.
There are too many refugees here, so it’s best not to expose her identity!
"An Qi isn't here either, I'm worried..."
I don’t know how many days it has been since it started. If it spreads, the consequences will be disastrous.
A woman's cry came from the roadside, and Mu Yiyi looked over.
Seeing Wu Yinglan's awkward look in her eyes, Mu Yiyi felt a little complicated.
An Qi has already heard the news, but she is worried about Mu Yiyi and the others.
…
Fat Meng still wanted to refute, but Mu Yiyi had already walked over.
How many people in the capital are thinking about Sister Lan now?
And my uncle, even though he has money, is not qualified.
"Go over and have a look."
"An Qi, go over and ask which family this lady is from."
"Can……"
Mu Yiyi replied, but she ran very fast. She must go back now and talk to King Ming.
Maybe, in my uncle's heart, she is just a junior like Mu Yiyi.
Her face was dirty, and you couldn't tell it unless you looked carefully.
"Um……"
"It's better to call me madam."
This is the first time she will miss a man.
Mu Yiyi frowned. She didn't want to care at first, but people were calling her for help, so she couldn't remain indifferent.
Mu Yiyi felt that this was not a problem.
She really likes Wu Yinglan, but the resistance between the two is too great.
"How do you ask?"
Wu Yinglan cried and said, as if she remembered something, her eyes suddenly lit up:
"Yiyi, do you think that if your family is the prince, can your uncle also be an official?"