As soon as Youer cried, the expressions of everyone present changed.
Bai Hua subconsciously knelt down to plead guilty, "Mother, please forgive me, I didn't do this on purpose." Halfway through her words, she realized that she was no longer a slave and no longer needed to call herself that, because she was even more embarrassed.
Hearing this, Concubine Rong glanced at her and said, "You clumsy maid, don't leave. Let your master take you back." As she said that, she gently rubbed You'er's red nose with her hand.
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He had tearful eyes open, holding Rong Bin's hand with his two soft little hands, looking extremely aggrieved, which made her even more soft-hearted.
"Your Majesty, this is the adopted daughter recognized by the Queen Mother." The palace servant beside Bai Hua was a little angry and said. This palace servant was also assigned to her by the Queen Mother, thinking that since she has a new identity, there will be no one around her.
A person who takes care of me doesn't look like him either.
With the words of this palace lady, Bai Hua suddenly felt that someone was backing her up. She didn't need to be afraid, and she said back, "Your Majesty, you shouldn't have asked the Queen Mother to come personally."
She looked squarely at Concubine Shu, raising her head slightly, and there was no trace of the panic and uneasiness that Fang had when he was led out of the cold palace.
At this moment, Imperial Physician Ning came in a hurry, and Concubine Rong had no time to pay attention to her, so she left her aside in the cold.
Ruan Yuyi took a deep look at her and said, "The Queen Mother's people cannot be easily touched. Go back and tell the Queen Mother that you hit her grandson with a jade pendant and see how she punishes you."
She originally felt that Bai Hua didn't mean it, and didn't intend to pursue it too much. But Bai Hua's expression seemed to coincide with Bai Zhiqi's expression in a trance, which made her feel a little funny.
The Queen Mother is really stubbornly happy.
It's just that Bai Hua changed a little too fast. When I saw her in the morning, she still looked a bit timid. After all, she had the charming eyes of the palace.
After such a mention, Bai Hua also realized this, and her face turned a little pale. No matter how well the Queen Mother treated her now, in her heart, she would not be more important than her only grandson.
She lowered her head and said nothing. She didn't have anything to say and didn't dare to leave without permission.
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Doctor Ning put the consultation box in, adjusted his breath and felt his pulse, and pinched You'er's mouth open to see what was going on inside. His expression remained unchanged, but his eyes darkened a bit.
Youer probably thought that the other party was playing with him, so he giggled and hid aside.
After thinking about it for a while, Doctor Ning opened the brocade quilt that wrapped him and pulled up his little clothes.
The skin that should have been white, tender and smooth turned out to be densely covered with red rashes, as if they were red bugs that were stationed on the white jade, which was extremely frightening.
Ruan Yuyi took a deep breath and asked, "What's going on?"
Dr. Ning didn't speak immediately. After looking at it carefully for a while, he realized that this was not an ordinary childhood illness. He was afraid that he would have to gather people from the hospital to discuss the treatment.
Naturally, he would not tell her this. He only said comfortingly, "You two ladies, don't worry. Send the young master back first to avoid being exposed to the wind. Prescriptions and the like will be sent by then."
While he was packing the consultation box, Concubine Rong hurriedly covered Youer with her clothes. Since the imperial doctor said this, she did not doubt that he was there.
As soon as this incident came out, they naturally lost interest in enjoying the scenery, and then they went back to their respective palaces.
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A few days later, Ruan Yuyi and many people went to Chonghua Palace to inquire about Youer's situation, but they were all sent back with "Don't worry".
She leaned on the railing to face the wind and looked into the distance. There was only a little maid responsible for sweeping in the courtyard in front of her. Her back was to her, the broom was leaning on her body, and she was combing her slightly disheveled hair again.
She always felt a little uneasy in her heart.
If it was a minor illness or disaster, it would be even more strange that Concubine Rong would not even hide it from her and not allow her to enter the Chonghua Palace.
Just as I was thinking about this, Mu Xiang came back, looking unhappy.
Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly asked, "How's it going?"
Mu Xiang hesitated for a moment, but decided to stay in Chonghua Palace. The imperial doctor told him exactly what he said.
After rounds of examinations by the imperial doctors at the imperial hospital, it was finally confirmed that this was a disease unique to the Western Regions. Since it rarely, or almost never, appeared in the Wu Kingdom, the imperial doctors had no way to deal with it for the time being.
According to Dr. Ning, You'er's symptoms were probably brought from his mother's womb, but were weakened by the mother's body, so the symptoms appeared later.
At that time, the eldest princess was afraid that she had come into contact with someone or used something that she shouldn't have used.
The new emperor was afraid of causing chaos in the palace, so he originally planned to suppress the matter first, but the wet nurse and concubine Rong, who did not want to have close contact with Youer, all developed such symptoms one after another, and she always asked people to go and inquire, so she had no choice but to
, and then told her the situation first.
After listening, a layer of cold sweat broke out under her forehead.
She thought it was just an ordinary fever and didn't want it to be serious. Ruan Yuyi suddenly felt that the early spring wind was blowing on her cheeks, which still felt a little cold, so she turned around and went back to the house.
A cup of hot tea made from dried flowers was placed in front of her, and Mu Xiang said, "I heard from Dr. Ning that the situation is pretty good, but it's just uncomfortable, and it won't hurt her life."
She picked up the tea saucer, picked up the tea lid, and scraped the water off the lid from the edge of the cup. She was a little absent-minded, and the white porcelain tea cup made a crisp sound when it collided.
In her peripheral vision, Mu Xiang noticed someone approaching the door and hurriedly curtsied.
She raised her eyes and saw that the person coming was none other than Jiang Huaiyang. It was sunset, and he was walking slowly with the light on his back. He was wearing the mysterious clothes he usually wore, almost as if he was melting into the gloom.
"Why don't you light a lamp?" His voice was casual and lazy, and he didn't seem to be bothered by this matter at all.
Somehow, she calmed down slightly and stepped forward to greet him, "Your Majesty."
Mu Xiang consciously lit the candles in the palace and retreated. The hall suddenly became bright, and the warm yellow candlelight fell on his eyelashes, casting a shadow.
She was anxious to confirm the situation in Chonghua Palace, "Is Youer's illness really not serious?"
"When you see me, this is the only thing you want to ask?" His eyes darkened, and he felt a little unhappy.
She blinked twice, looked at his dark complexion, lowered her head and laughed softly. She originally wanted to explain to him that this was different. When her words came to her lips, she still had a coaxing tone, "Then, Your Majesty
Are you okay?"
He hummed softly and said nothing more, but his expression obviously softened. He reached out and hooked the back of her neck, trying to pull her into his arms.
She suddenly thought of something and stepped back.
"What's wrong?"
There was a hint of panic in her eyes, she opened her mouth, and after a long time she said, "I have also been in contact with Youer. I wonder if I will also contract this disease."
She slightly raised her head and looked at him, her eyes filled with affection, and she seemed to be weeping but not sobbing. Instead, she felt like she wanted to resist but still wanted to welcome him. His throat tightened slightly, and he bit the tip of her ear lightly, and whispered:
"Then I will suffer from this disease together, and I will have no regrets."