Because Leng Ye Chenting was infected with smallpox, in order to prevent Leng Ye Chenlin and Leng Ye Chenlei who were with him from also being infected, Xia Nishang couldn't, so she had to put the three of them in one room.

Fortunately, Qifeng Palace is the largest palace in the imperial palace except for Zichen Palace. There are many palaces, and the three children are able to be well cared for.

There are also a few little palace maids in Qifeng Palace who have been infected with smallpox, and Xia Nishang sent them all to take care of Leng Yechenting, hoping that he can survive this hurdle.

After Leng Yexuan left Qifeng Palace angrily, he returned to Ruiyu Hall and drafted a holy decree.

In other words, the Seven Princes were infected with smallpox in the cold night, and Qifeng Palace forbade anyone to enter and leave except for the Imperial Doctor before the Seven Princes recovered. The affairs of the six palaces were handed over to Concubine Lan and Concubine De. The people in the palace also try to avoid moving around to avoid unnecessary trouble.

When this holy decree was delivered to Qifeng Palace, Leng Ye Chenting had already started a high fever, and his whole body was as hot as fire. Xia Nishang was worried, but she had no choice but to stand outside the door and watch her son suffer.

"Queen Mother, this was sent by Manager Xia just now." Ran Tian didn't know when she quietly appeared behind Xia Nisheng, and she was still holding a bright yellow scroll of holy decrees in her hand. "The slave said that the mother was in the apse, and Manager Xia handed over the holy decree to the slave and maid."

Ran Tian remembered the fleeting sigh in the eyes of Xia Xing/one/book/reading/novel ybdu just now, and her heart was desolate.

A eunuch can have that little pity for the Seventh Prince, why does the emperor, the father, ignore it?

Xia Nishang looked at Ran Tian's hand and reached out to take it, but after reading it in a hurry, a mocking smile appeared on her face.

"Since the emperor has decreed, let's just abide by it. Dye Tian warned everyone in the palace to stay honest with the palace, if something goes wrong, the palace will not be able to protect them. ”

Xia Nishang's eyes were clear and full of sadness, but in that sadness, there was a deep firmness. For the sake of her children, this time, she will definitely not back down.

"Yes, don't worry, the queen mother, the slave will take care of the affairs in the palace for you." Ran Tian said softly. Listening to the sound of the Seven Princes crying and moaning from time to time in the room, Ran Tian also felt very uncomfortable.

She can't go in and take care of her like Er Lan, so she can only do something for Xia Nishang as much as possible, so that she can have no worries.

"Ran Tian, you say, will Ting'er be okay with him?" Xia Nishang's voice was very vague and a little erratic, like a cloud on the horizon, and if you don't pay attention to it, it will disappear.

"Yes. The Seven Princes are blessed with a great life, and there will be no problems. Ran Tian said comfortingly. However, she also knew how weak her words were. Smallpox is no ordinary wind chill, it can kill people.

If the Seventh Prince is older, he may be able to get better. However, he was only a few months old, not even a year old. Such a truth also aggravated his condition.

"I hope he can get through this pass safely, and this palace is willing to live for ten years in exchange for my son's peace and joy." Xia Nishang clasped her hands together and said softly. She had never wanted to pray, to worship. As long as her children can get better, she is willing to do it no matter what it takes.

"Don't worry, mother." Ran Tian stood beside Xia Nishang. Because she knew that Xia Nishang didn't need her to say anything, only quiet companionship was the most important thing.

"How did the matter that this palace explained to you?" Xia Nishang suddenly turned her head, and a glint bloomed in her eyes.

"The slave and maid have almost done it, and the matter has come to an eyebrow." Ran Tian said with a light smile on his face.

"Good!" A trace of deep hatred crossed Xia Nishang's eyes, so strong and terrifying. "Let Bengong know who is stumbling on Bengong behind her back, and Bengong will definitely make her worse than dead!"

Xia Nishang's fists were clenched together. She had never had such a deep hatred, but that person had touched the softest place in her heart, and there was only revenge waiting for her.

The sound of cold night Chenting crying constantly came from inside the room, and Er Lan's soft comfort there, Xia Nishang had a warm smile on her face, silently praying that her child would be safe.

"Let's go to the Little Buddha Hall." Xia Nishang looked at the door for a while, and then she spoke. It's useless for her to stand here, so it's better to go to the Buddha hall to pray for the blessing of the cold night.

"Yes, sissy." Ran Tian hurriedly stepped forward, holding Xia Nisheng's arm, and the two of them slowly walked towards the small Buddha hall behind.

The small Buddha hall of Qifeng Palace was newly built after Xia Nishang came out of the cold palace. Although Xia Nishang did not study Buddhism too deeply, whether it was reciting Buddha or copying scriptures, it could make her feel calm.

Moreover, smelling the faint sandalwood made Xia Nishang feel more at ease than ever.

The women in the palace, who has not had blood on their hands, it is too hypocritical to say that they are forgiving sins, so Xia Nishang stayed in the small Buddha hall, just so that she could maintain a quiet place in the noisy back and palace.

The small Buddha hall is in the southwest corner of the Qifeng Palace, and there is a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering and saves the suffering, and the Buddha shrine is still burning sandalwood. On the ground was a dark red futon, and in front of it was a long table with several scriptures.

The lights in the small Buddha hall are a little dim, only a few palace lamps are lit at the four corners, and the yellow light shines down, which seems to be peaceful.

"Okay, I'll stay here alone, you can go back first." Xia Nishang knelt on the futon, picked up the Buddha beads of the rosewood carved hollow lotus flower on the table in front of her, and said softly.

"Yes, the slave and maid are gone." Ran Tian knew that Xia Nishang had always disliked being disturbed when she was chanting Buddha. Besides, the affairs in the palace still need her to deal with, so she had to send a little palace maid to guard the door, lest Xia Nishang have something to do but there is no way to find someone.

Xia Nishang knelt on the ground, folded her hands, closed her eyes, opened the corners of her mouth slightly, and began to chatter.

After she entered the Buddha Hall, the situation of Leng Ye Chenting suddenly became very bad. On his body, large patches began to have red rashes, and his little face was hot and hot. Because he can't speak, he can only hum and chirp.

And, from time to time, filth would flow out of his mouth. Er Lan and a few little palace maids were so frightened that they hurriedly asked people to find Imperial Doctor Liu over.

"The Seventh Prince is now at a critical time, if he can survive it, he will be safe." Imperial Physician Liu hurriedly came, and after observing, he spoke.

Er Lan didn't continue to ask, and Imperial Physician Liu's words were already very clear. If he survives, the Seven Princes will no longer be in danger, but if he can't survive, then he really can't survive.

"Liu Yuanzheng, what is the slave going to do now?" Er Lan looked at the Seventh Prince who was struggling in his arms, and felt sad for a while. Such a small child has to suffer such a big sin, which god did it, she must let her die a good death.

"I'll prescribe some medicine to the Seventh Prince later, and the girl will try to feed the Seventh Prince as much as possible. In addition, taking some soju and wiping the body of the Seventh Prince can cool down on the one hand, and on the other hand, it can also prevent his wounds from becoming inflamed. ”

"Okay, the slave and maid know, there is Lao Liu's courtyard." Er Lan said politely while coaxing Leng Yechenting. After learning that Leng Yechen Ting was infected with smallpox, except for Liu Yuanzheng, no imperial doctor was willing to step into Qifeng Palace for half a step, for fear that he would be infected.

For Liu Yuanzheng's affection, whether it is Xia Nishang or Er Lan, they all remember it deeply in their hearts.

"When the girl takes care of the Seventh Prince, she should be as careful as possible, so as not to let him scratch you or scratch himself." Liu Yuan was instructing carefully.

"Thank you Liu Yuanzheng, the slave knows." Erlan sincerely thanked.

Liu Yuanzheng instructed Er Lan a few words again, this is to go down with the little palace maid and prescribe medicine to Leng Yechenting.

Of course, Xia Nishang doesn't know these things. She was in the small Buddha hall, silently praying for the cold night Chenting. Er Lan and Ran Tian all chose to hide this matter.

Xia Nishang's body itself is not very good, and the repeated tossing has made her vitality very bad. Although they felt sorry for the Seventh Prince, they felt even more sorry for the Queen Mother, so they didn't say anything.

The situation of Cold Night Chenting has always been very bad, and he almost had convulsions at one point, but he still survived it.

Just when Er Lan and Leng Yechen Ting were fighting the smallpox virus together, another major event happened in the Qifeng Palace, and this incident also alarmed Xia Nishang, who had been praying in the small Buddha hall.

Xia Nishang looked coldly at the woman kneeling on the ground, her body was shivering because of the cold, her long hair was hanging down, covering her cheeks, and there was no way to see who it was.

"What the hell is going on!" Xia Nishang's face was as cold as frost, and her eyes stared fiercely at the woman on the ground, but what she said was to ask Ran Tian who was standing next to her.

Xia Nishang was copying Buddhist scriptures, but was interrupted by Ran Tian, saying that someone in the palace was trying to escape. After Xia Nishang heard this, the whole person was so angry. She asked herself if she had not treated any of the minions in Qifeng Palace badly, but what they did was to give Xia Nishang a slap in the face.

Looking at the figure on the ground, Xia Nishang always felt a little familiar, but after thinking about it for a long time, she didn't figure out who it was.