Chapter 340

"What's the matter?" The emperor's face was slightly sullen, and every word fell lightly, as if he was afraid to wake up the people inside. But Fuling heard that, his heart shook uncontrollably, and he finally found his voice. "Yesterday's full moon, the prince seemed to be cold, and he began to get hot today. The royal doctor came to see him and said it was OK. The master and the son take good care of the emperor. I'm afraid that Tired. "

"Good health care."

"Yes."

Until Yan Hongtian's figure disappeared in the room, tuckahoe dared to look up. Quietly into the inner room, the master and the little prince are sleeping well, also covered with a bed of bedding, tuckahoe smile, the future days should be better and better.

The fire in the cold palace passed like this. Qingfeng felt something was wrong in his heart, but it was really calm at this time. In addition, the child's fever was not good, which occupied most of her mental strength. Other things could only be changed.

In normal times, Wang Zhiyang came to see him. Before he arrived today, he came. He was accompanied by a man who was a little older than him. The man was shriveled and had a goat like beard. Qingfeng looked at him and asked, "this is Wang Yuyi?"

Wang Zhiyang hurriedly replied: "Hu Yuyi and his minister are both old doctor Huang's disciples. They are waiting beside the Empress Dowager. Yesterday, they went back to the palace to get some herbs. I asked him to come here and treat the little prince together."

"Blessed are you." After Hu's salute, he quietly retreated to one side and kept his eyes fixed on the emperor's son in bed.

His eyes let Qingfeng have an uncomfortable feeling. Then he asked casually, "how is the old lady?"

"The queen mother is well." The doctor replied, but his eyes were still on the emperor's son. He even went to the child's bed and began to feel his pulse.

Qingfeng saw that he looked serious, frowned and frowned. His heart couldn't help but raise it again. He asked, "the emperor's fever has been five or six days. Why isn't it good?"

Hu Yuyi slowly took back his hand, and his melancholy color was gone. He said: "the illness comes like a mountain, the illness goes like a silk. In winter, the weather is cold and changeable, and the prince is weak. At the beginning, he dare not use heavy medicine, but the lady doesn't have to worry. Yesterday, Weichen and Wang Yuyi considered again and again. They only need to add two more medicines, and they will get rid of the illness."

Cure the disease? So confident? Qingfeng looked at him twice more before he said, "thank you for your help."

The two took the instruments and retreated. Qingfeng thought that the so-called medicine should be delivered soon. But when the lunch time came, Ruyi, who accompanied him to take the medicine in the past, had not come back.

Green maple has been holding the child, some numb hands, put the child gently on the bed, while rubbing the arm, while yawning.

Tuckahoe walked into the inner room and saw Qingfeng's tired look. She couldn't help laughing. The master slept very late these nights. Some small movements were easy to wake up. Naturally, she would not admit it. Tuckahoe guessed that even if the emperor came again at night, she missed it like that.

Go to the side of green maple, gently help her rub her shoulder, tuckahoe said with a smile: "these days you are also tired, do not need to have a little rest after lunch?"

The soft strength on his shoulder was very comfortable. Qingfeng nodded gently and looked up. Shen Yao, who had been in the room in the morning, didn't know where he had gone. Qingfeng whispered, "go and ask Shen Yao to come here."

"Yes."

Tuckahoe turned around in the yard, but she didn't see Shen Yao. When she came to her door, she found that the door was locked. She was going to look elsewhere, but she saw that there was a figure walking around. The servants' room was naturally inferior to the master's room. There was no screen or curtain in it. Through the thin window paper, she could see the things inside.

Tuckahoe came closer, squinted, and saw a woman sitting in front of the bed, unbuttoning her lapel. Tuckahoe blushed a little. She looked at others changing clothes, stepped back and coughed softly. Tuckahoe called out, "Shen Yao?"

"Clang Dang" made a light noise inside. It was very light. I don't know what it was. Tuckahoe was about to ask again. The door opened slightly. Shen Yao looked a little flustered. There was still one button of the clothes that was not fastened properly.

Tuckahoe guessed that she was frightened by herself when she changed clothes. She smiled apologetically and said, "the prince is hungry, and the master wants you to go."

"Yes, right away." Shen Yao nodded, his face recovered as usual.

Xu Ji is really attentive to Qingfeng's diet. He has prepared a lot of good soup for nourishing his body. After lunch, Qingfeng feels warm and a little tired.

Back in the inner room, Shen Yao also fed the child. The child was ill for several days and ate less. His face was waxy yellow and yellow. Qingfeng caressed the little guy's cheek painfully. At this time, Ruyi finally came back.

Green maple frowns: "why so long?"

Ruyi is a little aggrieved. He takes out the medicine bowl and replies: "Hu Taiyi has been dispensing medicine for half an hour, so..."

Green maple took over the medicine bowl. Today's medicine is less than before. In the small bowl of porcelain white, the medicine juice is only half. The color is black, but there is no special taste.

Qingfeng has been staring at the medicine bowl and doesn't speak. Ruyi explains quickly: "Hu Taiyi said that it's enough to take this on the first day."

Qingfeng seems to be thinking about something. He asks again for a long time: "tuckahoe, do you know Hu Yuyi?"

"I know that when the maidservant entered the palace, he was the imperial physician in the palace, and his medical skills were very good. He was also a doctor for the emperor. He had a serious illness a few years ago, so he didn't walk around in the palace. I didn't expect to serve the Empress Dowager now."

Tuckahoe speech to this Hu Yu doctor is pushed from, green maple nodded, just small mouth small mouth to feed the child medicine. Xu was just full and drank medicine. After a while, the little guy fell asleep.

Qingfeng also felt a little tired, so he slept with the child for a while. When he woke up, the little guy around him was still sleeping quietly. Qingfeng gently touched his forehead, and the temperature actually went back a lot. Qingfeng was relieved.

Tuckahoe saw her wake up and came to help her. Qingfeng said with a smile, "today he is honest."

Seeing that she was finally in a good mood, tuckahoe said with a smile, "it must be Hu Yuyi's medicine that works."

"I hope so. These days, he's struggling enough. Let him have a good sleep. I haven't read for a long time. I want to go to the study. "

Tuckahoe took the clothes to put on for her, the study is not far from the inner room, across the screen, still can see the little man on the bed. A small couch was put in the study for tuckahoe to sleep when they were watching the night. Qingfeng leaned on the soft couch and turned over the books.

In his hand, there was a miscellany written by Yu Taifu of the previous dynasty. Qingfeng saw it and was absorbed in the spirit. After a long time, Poria came in with a bowl of porridge. The soft voice sounded in his ear: "master, have some bird's nest porridge."

"Well?" Back to God, a book was almost finished. Qingfeng took two mouthfuls of porridge and felt really hungry. Then he looked at the inner room, which was still quiet. He said with a smile, "the emperor's sleep is long enough. If you don't eat for a long time, you should be hungry. Go to see him and pick him up when you wake up."

"Yes." Poria came into the inner room. After a while, Qingfeng heard a low cry: "ah!"

"Lord Master... Master! " Tuckahoe's voice was flustered, with a little cry. Qingfeng's heart thumped and trotted to the inner room. Tuckahoe was half kneeling in front of the bed, holding the child's wrist in one hand, and his face was frightened.

"How could this happen?" See the dark purple and black face on the bed clearly. Qingfeng's foot is soft. He falls in front of the bed and almost climbs to the child's side. Qingfeng grabs the child's small hand. The cold temperature is like an ice blade, a knife into his heart.

"How could this happen?!" Qingfeng grabs the child's soft wrist, but dare not touch his face. Her brain is buzzing with pain. Suddenly, she seems to think of something, and cries out: "royal doctor! Imperial physician! "

Qingfeng suddenly got up and ran out of the door, but the soft steps made her stumble almost to fall. Tuckahoe finally came back to her mind and helped Qingfeng. "Be careful, master.". You accompany the prince, and the maidservant asks Ruyi to ask for the royal doctor. "

Help Qingfeng back to the bedside, tuckahoe turns around and runs out of the house. After a while, the house is in a mess. Qingfeng can't hear all the noisy voices. She looks at the motionless person on the bed. This time, she dare not touch her hands. She shrinks the bedside and says in a low voice: "son Son, don't scare your mother... "

When Poria came back to the house, she saw Qingfeng staring at the little prince, her voice trembling and murmuring. She didn't know what she was talking about. Tuckahoe squatted down and said softly, "master......"

Qingfeng immediately turned around and grabbed her hand. It was like grasping the straw for help. "Tuckahoe, tuckahoe doesn't care about me. His hand is so cold! What should I do? What to do? "

Qingfeng stares at her straight and repeats "what to do". The empty eyes let Poria cool her hands to her feet. She has just probed the pulse of the emperor's son and But now she dare not say anything, can't help comforting: "it's OK, the royal doctor Here comes the royal doctor, little prince He will be fine. "

The voice of Poria cocos trembled like a fallen leaf in autumn, and her words had no consolation at all. At this time, a calm and indifferent face flashed across her eyes, as if only the firm and sharp eyes could pacify her. Qingfeng said in a hurry: "go and find my sister! Go! "

"Yes." Tuckahoe nodded quickly.

After tuckahoe left, a chill came out from the bottom of Qingfeng's heart, and the whole body was cold.

"Son..." Qingfeng reached out her hand tremblingly and held the delicate little hand. Before, as long as she held out her hand, he would open his little finger, hold one of her fingers, and then giggle. He also liked to hold her hair. His strength was quite strong, sometimes he would hurt her, and he would giggle when he saw her frown

"Son..." Qingfeng tightly holds the cold little hand. No matter how she holds it, he is so cold. Why is it so cold? It's getting colder and colder. It'll catch cold! It will catch cold! Green maple suddenly shouted: "come! Come on! Go and get the charcoal. Come on, the more the better the better! "