C177 Stomachache

Morong Gan rushed to his Moon Reaching Pavilion and rushed straight to Bai Qianfan's bedroom. Yue Xiang was waiting by her bed, bending down from time to time to take a look, her expression somewhat anxious.

Morong Gan went over to take a look. Bai Qianfan was curled up on top of the blanket and if not for her face showing up, she would not even be able to see that there was anyone on the bed.

Morong Gan bent down to look at her. Her eyes were tightly shut, and there was not a single trace of blood on her face. He was so angry that he slapped laurel to the ground and shouted, "Useless servant, the wangfei is so ill, why don't you report this to her? Are they all dead? "

The was furious, the servants kneeled on the ground, the sound was too loud. Bai Qianfan forced herself to open her eyes, struggling to stand up, but was held down by Morong Gan, "How are you doing? "Where are you feeling uncomfortable? Endure it a little longer, and the doctor will be here shortly."

Bai Qianfan glanced at the servants kneeling on the ground and said weakly, "Get them to get up, it's not their fault." Her hand fumbled in the blanket for a while, before pulling out a small sheepskin bag and handing it over. She did not know who it was. "The water is cold."

Yue Xiang was the closest and hurriedly went to pick it up before walking out.

Morong Gan asked, "What are you doing? Are you cold? "

Bai Qianfan said, "My stomach hurts, it'll be better if I warm it up."

Morong Gan felt it was strange, it was midsummer right now, why did he still need to warm his stomach? Just as he was about to ask, he saw Bai Qianfan's face scrunch up, as though she was holding her breath, and it seemed that she was in extreme pain.

He jumped up in fright, hurriedly hugged her and asked anxiously, "Where does it hurt? Tell me, where does it hurt?" Her hand slid down and found Bai Qianfan's hand pressing hard on her stomach.

Morong Gan tightly held onto her hand, wanting her to warm it up. In the end, when he touched his, the little girl directly took off her hand and put it on his stomach, and muttered: "Your hand really feels warm, let me warm it up."

Under the big hands was her exquisite and soft belly, but Morong Gan did not have a single trace of excitement in his heart, he only kept looking at her face, "Is it better to hold it down like this?"

"Un, hold on tight. It's much better now." Bai Qianfan let out a long sigh, and weakly smiled at him.

Yue Xiang brought the sheepskin bag filled with hot water in, and Bai Qianfan placed it in Morong Gan's hands, "Your Highness, please hold it down for me, my hands are sore."

When she spoke, she seemed to be acting coquettishly as well. Hearing Morong Gan's emotions fluctuated, he hugged her a little closer, and said in a soft voice: "Rest, I'll do what you want."

Just then, Liu Yitie arrived and was sent to the bedside. When he saw that it was this way, he was a little dumbfounded.

He didn't dare to look around as he lowered his eyes and said respectfully, "Your highness, I'm here to request for the royal concubine's pulse."

Morong Gan acknowledged, then called Bai Qianfan gently: "Give your hand to the doctor for his pulse."

Bai Qianfan extended his hand out from under the blanket, and Yue Xiang hurried to hold it up. Only then did Liu Yitie dare to step forward, and used her fingers to hold onto the vein, carefully holding onto it.

Before long, he let go and bowed, "My prince, the wangfei's meridian channels are blocked, and her vital energy and blood are not flowing smoothly. That's why her stomach hurts."

Morong Gan asked, "Everything is fine, why is it like this? It's so hot, why is it so cold?"

Liu Yitie explained: "This isn't something that can be obtained in a short period of time. It was left behind in the past, receiving the wet cold, the cold air entering the body, and not being properly maintained by Dong Ri, it is easy to let go of this problem, and it happens every few months."

When Morong Gan heard this, he was exasperated. Every time a month came to an end, it meant that he had to suffer pain once a month! Such a small person was truly pitiful. He couldn't help but lightly kiss her on the head. It was a completely subconscious action, yet it caused everyone to be dumbstruck.

He himself did not notice anything, even when Bai Qianfan's attention was on his stomach, he did not notice it, the two parties were so calm, the servants quickly kept their surprise, looking straight at their eyes and nose, nose and heart.

he asked. "Is there any way to cure it?"

This is a common symptom in women's departments, and it's not easy to cure completely. I can only take it slowly, and pay particular attention to not getting cold in autumn and winter. This little one will prescribe some medicine for Princess Hua-jie to soothe the body, but this little one can't take it now, it'll have to wait until after the month ends before it can be used.

Morong Gan didn't understand those things and only said, "Open up the recipe for me, if Royal Concubine eats well, this duke will reward you handsomely. But if you continue to suffer, "his tone paused, and his voice gradually grew cold," the golden signboard of you, Liu Yitie, will have to be taken down.

Liu Yitie's heart tightened and he quickly agreed. His back was covered in cold sweat. In the past when he had come to the palace to treat his wife, the prince had been rather polite, but this time, he had shown more respect, causing his heart to be filled with fear.

When Xiu Yuanshuang heard the letter, she rushed over to visit him at Moon Reaching Pavilion and was still at the door when she saw Morong Gan sitting on the bed with Bai Qianfan in her arms. Her face turned pale and she almost fainted.

After calming herself down, she slowly walked over to pay her respects. "The prince is here too. I heard that wangfei isn't feeling well, so I came over to take a look."

Morong Gan was not in a good mood, and he did not have much face for her, "Last time, I told Lateral Princess that Princess Hua-Yang was young, and was near to you, so it was better to take care of his. She was in such a state of sickness that even I received a letter from his.

Qiu Wen felt wronged, but she did not say a word. Qiu Wen, who was at the side, could not stand watching and went forward to kneel: "Prince, you must be blaming my master, right? I woke up this morning, and Master's had a huge headache.

Morong Gan snorted, "What a sharp tongued lass, so it was you who stopped the news, go back to the torture chamber to get the board."

Bai Qianfan was still in a daze, but when she heard the name of the board, her eyes half opened as she muttered to herself, "Your highness, don't let anyone name the board. It has nothing to do with them."

Morong Gan then said: "Since the wangfei has spoken, let's forget about it this time. There are still a few more times, let's make up for it together. Since Lateral Princess isn't feeling well, let's go back and rest."

Xiu Yuanshuang's face was pale white, she blessed her body and took Qiu Wen out.

When they entered their own courtyard, the flower servant stepped forward to ask for instructions. "Mistress, if those flower buds still remain in the soil, they won't be able to survive. Look …"

She had never called him to move. She had hoped that one day, he would still be able to walk around the courtyard, but ever since he made peace with Bai Qianfan that day, he had never once taken a step into the Fallen Star Pavilion.

The only thing that comforted her was that the power in the inner chamber had yet to be taken back. Presumably, the prince also understood in his heart that if the princess was young and didn't have a chance, she would be the one to become the head of the household.