It's late at night, the dew is heavy, and the mountain breeze is slightly cool.
Xie Mingxi stayed up for several days in a row. She was exhausted, and her mind was heavy and disturbed. She stood in the night wind for an hour. When she went to bed the next morning, she felt light-headed and light-headed.
She didn't take it to heart and closed her eyes and fell asleep.
The attentive Cong Yu quickly noticed something was wrong, touched Xie Mingxi's forehead with her hand, and her expression changed: "My lady's face is flushed, and her forehead is hot. Please hurry up and ask the imperial doctor to take a look."
Fuyu was startled and immediately ran to ask for the imperial doctor.
At this time, the two imperial doctors were in the tent of His Highness the Seventh Prince. Fuyu went to ask for the imperial doctor, and inevitably met Sheng Hong.
Sheng Hong slept all night and was in good spirits. He was drinking medicine under the waiter's care.
After regaining his status as a prince, Sheng Hong had more servants around him to serve him. Xianghui and Ranmo were still by his side, but they did not serve them closely. For matters such as giving medicine, food and changing clothes, either the servants or Xie Mingxi
Do it yourself.
Seeing Fuyu's panic, Xianghui hurriedly came forward and asked in a low voice: "What happened?"
Fuyu responded anxiously: "Not long after she fell asleep, her face was flushed and her forehead was frighteningly hot. She must be sick..."
Before he finished speaking, Sheng Hong, who was lying on the bed, changed his expression: "Fuyu, what's wrong with Mingxi?"
I was so excited that I almost struggled to get up and stay down.
The imperial doctor on the side quickly stopped Sheng Hong: "Your Highness moved in vain last night. The wound has already opened once. You must not move again. Weichen will go to see Miss Xie San and prescribe medicine."
Xianghui also said hurriedly: "Yes, His Highness must take good care of his health early. Otherwise, when will he be able to go down the mountain? I don't think the third lady wants to see His Highness torturing his body."
I don't know what words persuaded Sheng Hong. Sheng Hong didn't move anymore, his brows knitted into a knot quietly.
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One of the two imperial doctors stayed behind, and the other went to Xie Mingxi's tent.
The imperial doctor had superb medical skills. After diagnosing the pulse, he immediately prescribed the medicine. Although he was in the mountains, there was no shortage of medicinal materials. Soon, the medicinal materials were prepared and the decoction was prepared.
Cong Yu was cruel and shook Xie Mingxi awake: "Miss, you have caught a cold and have a fever. I will help you drink medicine."
Xie Mingxi was in a daze and glanced at Cong Yu blankly.
Has Cong Yu ever seen Xie Mingxi look so weak and helpless? He almost burst into tears on the spot, but managed to hold back his tears: "Fu Yu, help the young lady to sit down quickly."
Fuyu also had red eyes.
Xie Mingxi reluctantly sat up with Fuyu's help. Congyu carefully blew the medicine in the spoon to cool it and brought it to her lips. She opened her mouth and drank it.
The bitter decoction slides over the tip of the tongue and into the throat.
It tastes really bad.
Xie Mingxi frowned slightly, showing the squeamishness that a girl of this age should have: "It's too bitter."
Cong Yu hurriedly coaxed: "After drinking the medicine, it will not be bitter after eating some candied fruits."
Xie Mingxi hummed, drank the medicine, put candied fruit in her mouth, and quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep again.
…
Congyu Fuyu stayed by the bed every step of the way.
"Miss stays by His Highness's side every night. It's so hard and exhausting that I'm sick from exhaustion." Cong Yu felt distressed, and there was a hint of complaint in his tone: "It's true that Your Highness always needs Miss by his side."
Fuyu went to Lotus Pond Academy every day and was much familiar with His Highness the Seventh Prince. He said in a low voice: "In my opinion, Your Highness is afraid that the young lady will be angry and ignore him, so he deliberately keeps pestering the young lady in order to make the young lady soften her heart."
His Highness the Seventh Prince feels so anxious and uncomfortable about the young lady's illness!
Cong Yu thought that this was also the case, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's better now. His Highness is ill and can't move, and the young lady is also ill."
Isn't it?
Fuyu also sighed: "In the past, the young lady and His Highness were inseparable. They were as good as one person. His Highness suddenly changed from the 'sixth princess' to the seventh prince, and his best friend became his fiancé. Such things
, everyone would be confused. Miss, these days must be difficult."
"Fortunately, the queen has been granted marriage by Fengzhi. The young lady's reputation as a good friend is intact. It is a blessing to have such a good match."
"Yes! Except for His Highness the Seventh Prince, there is no one in the world who is worthy of our young lady."
The two maids whispered for a moment, and Master Lian arrived.
Mrs. Lian was very distressed when she saw that Xie Mingxi was in such a state of illness, and soon decided to stay in the mountain until Xie Mingxi recovered.
Xie Mingxi slept for most of the day and was sweating all over. After taking a shower and changing clothes, she drank two bowls of hot porridge. Her overall spirit felt much better.
Mr. Lian repeatedly warned: "Just rest well in the tent. His Royal Highness, the Seventh Prince, is being taken care of by two imperial doctors and chamberlains. It's okay without you."
Xie Mingxi nodded.
She doesn't want to see Sheng Hong now.
It would be a good idea to take this opportunity to avoid it for a few days and collect your thoughts.
…
Sheng Hong waited patiently for three days, but there was no sign of Xie Mingxi. Finally he couldn't help but ask the imperial doctor: "How is Mingxi's condition? Is she healed?"
I have to ask the same question ten or twenty times a day even if I don't talk a lot.
The imperial doctor responded with a calm smile: "Miss Xie San suffered from the cold and was overly worried, so she developed a high fever. After drinking medicine for a day, the fever subsided. However, her body was damaged and she had to lie down to rest.
Keep it for a few days."
The imperial physician also said the same thing dozens of times.
Sheng Hong heard that his ears were almost calloused, and he snorted softly: "It's easy to say. It's been three days, why hasn't she recovered yet?"
In fact, Miss Xie San's health has long been fine.
However, Miss Xie San had no intention of accompanying and taking care of the Seventh Prince "in spite of his illness". How could the imperial doctors speak directly? They had to deal with it vaguely.
How could Sheng Hong not understand in his heart?
It's just that I miss you so much, but I am prejudiced against others, and I feel depressed and angry.
After another two days, Sheng Hong finally couldn't hold it in any longer, and he opened his mouth and ordered the servant: "Hel me down."
How dare the servants respond? They looked at Xianghui subconsciously.
Xiang Hui hurriedly stepped forward and coaxed: "The two imperial doctors have said that His Highness's injuries will need to be cured for at least a month before he can be supported by someone to move around. It has only been half a month, so His Highness will be patient for the time being.
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Sheng Hong is determined and obviously not so easy to persuade: "It's not like I've broken my limbs and am lying on the bed all day long. Get out of the way, I'm going to collapse!"
Ran Mo also stepped forward and advised: "Your Highness, please put your health first and rest on the bed to recuperate."
Where else can he stay?
He hasn't seen Xie Mingxi for five days!
In the past three years, the longest separation between him and her was only a few days during the Chinese New Year, and they had never been apart for so long. The feeling of longing for her was really unbearable.
Sheng Hong became stubborn and no one could stop him. The servants did not dare not to help him. The moment he moved, there was another burst of pain in his chest. Fortunately, the wound did not tear or bleed anymore.
The curtain of the tent was opened, and a familiar girl's voice sounded: "Who asked you to stay?" (To be continued)
