Chapter 130

In the evening, xiaoxiazi brought two clothes.

Xiaohua tried it. It fits well this time. The most important thing is to be loose. It doesn't fit like those clothes in the past.

The torn clothes were hidden in the cabinet by her, but the embarrassment could not be erased. Fortunately, King Jing had no other reaction, otherwise Xiaohua would die of embarrassment.

She wanted to plunge her head into a crack in the ground after working for several days.

What I wanted in my last life has developed in this life, but I didn't expect to make such a joke.

What a shame!

Xiaohua was embarrassed. She didn't find the look of her roommate. Especially on that day, she ran in with her chest covered. No one saw it.

So the palace people's room became more quiet, and their eyes were strange.

Two days later, Xiaohua was ill.

Suddenly he became ill. He was very ill. He began to get hot at night and didn't get rid of it until the next day.

Xiaohua woke up uncomfortable at night. She was cold and hot all over and her brain was drowsy. She knew she was hot. Until the next day, the others in the room got up, she slightly propped up her weak body and asked them if they could help her bring a message to father-in-law Fu that she was ill and couldn't be a bad person today.

She said this to see if father-in-law Fu could help her find a doctor. After all, generally, when you are a slave, you carry it yourself when you are ill. Which owner will hire you a doctor to waste money.

But she thought this was king Jing's residence. She always treated servants well. Father Fu also looked at her differently. Maybe he could help her get a doctor.

I don't know whether her voice is too low or something. No one heard it and no one paid attention to her. Everyone seemed to ignore her, as if it was no wonder why she didn't get up and go on duty.

Until everyone in the room finished walking, Xiaohua collapsed powerlessly on the bed.

There is an unspeakable feeling in my heart. Some snacks are cold and a little sad, but I am full of uncontrollable grievances.

I don't understand why God always treats her like this, why can't he treat her better, always so harsh

Xiaohua is burning in bed. She even has a feeling that it's good to die like this. It won't be so difficult all day after she dies

When Xiaohua woke up, she was still lying in her bed.

She was awakened and a strange face appeared in front of her.

"Sister Xiaohua, come and have some medicine."

The speaker was a little girl of more than ten years old. She looked very small, dressed in a double bun and looked very white. She was dressed in the clothes of a little palace man.

Xiaohua had no time to ask who she was, so she was propped up and the medicine bowl came into her mouth.

After drinking the medicine, my mouth was full of bitterness.

Xiaohua has been in good health for two years. I didn't expect to be so ill this time. She was sore and sore all over. She knew it was a symptom of fever.

"Are you?"

The little palace man smiled, "my name is Chuncao. Manager Fu arranged me to come in and take care of you. Sister Xiaohua, you can have a good sleep. You can get better after a sleep."

Xiaohua is not feeling well, she is not in good spirits, and she doesn't talk anymore. She lies back in bed and closes her eyes.

It seems that she can't die this time, and I don't know how others found her sick.

What she didn't know was that she didn't show up at the time today. Fushun asked xiaoxiazi to call her. She thought the little girl was sleepy late. Who knows, when she came, she saw Xiaohua lying alone in bed, burning all over, and there was no one in the room.

Fushun was very interested in the little palace man. He couldn't let her burn like this. He ordered someone to invite the doctor in the house to show her.