It has been almost a month since the last general election. I don't know if it's because of Leng Yexuan, or if it's some kind of special coincidence. Among the little masters who were selected to enter the palace last time, except for Hang Yanxi and Qin Huiqing, they have all gone to bed.

Only the two of them still stayed in Suyue Palace, waiting for the emperor's servants.

Moreover, after the last time, Leng Yexuan had not set foot in the gate of Suyue Palace for almost a month. Everyone in the palace is rumoring that Mrs. Zhuang Liang collided with the emperor and the queen at the draft ceremony, but I am afraid that she will fall out of favor.

For these rumors, Xia Nishang chose to laugh at them, these things that have nothing to do with her, don't inquire more.

The days gradually became colder, and Suyue Palace became more and more silent, and few people came out to walk around again. However, Xia Nishang and the others did not dare to take it lightly, lest they have time to think about something, and fell into the trap set by someone with a heart.

One day in mid-October, a major event happened, so that Xia Nishang had no time and mind to think about other things.

"Niangniang, go and take a look, the Seventh Prince has been crying, and there is no way to use many methods." Er Lan hurriedly ran in and said to Xia Nishang.

Fan Xi just asked the little palace maid to come over and tell her, she was also scared. The Seven Princes are the most fun-loving, and they always look like they are giggling on weekdays, and even when they are sick, they rarely cry when they read > novels. Now, no matter how much he coaxes, he can't help but start worrying, something is wrong.

"How so?" Hearing this, Xia Nishang hurriedly put down the things in her hand and hurried towards the apse. While running, I didn't forget to ask Erlan.

However, where did Er Lan know what the reason was, so she had to keep comforting Xia Nishang and letting her relax as much as possible.

When I arrived at the apse, I saw the cold night thunder who was fanned in his arms and cried hoarsely. Xia Nishang only felt that her heart was pinched, and she was in pain, and she couldn't wait to share his pain.

"What's going on, when did it start?" Xia Nishang hurriedly ran over and took the child in Fan Xi's hand. I saw that the white and tender little face of the cold night was already red at this time, with deep and shallow tears in the corners of his eyes, which was very pitiful.

"Ting'er, what's wrong with you?" Xia Nishang hugged her son and shook it gently. Leng Yechenting, who has always shown a smiling face whenever he sees her, is now unusual, and his crying is very sad.

Where could Xia Nishang stand her son crying like this, she was about to collapse, and her eyes were also shining with a little bit of moisture.

"Back to the queen's mother, the seventh prince has eaten milk today, and the slave and the nurse have been coaxed for a long time. There's really no way to let you come. Fan Xi lowered her head, she was taking care of these children for Xia Nishang. However, she didn't seem to be able to do anything, first Emperor Yunxi died, and now the Seven Princes didn't know why, so they cried inexplicably.

Fan Xi felt that he was really ashamed of Xia Nishang's trust in him, and for a while, he was a little hesitant.

"Has he been exposed to anything else besides milk?" Xia Nishang hugged her son, she was very distressed, and she wanted to lose her temper, but she also knew that these things were in a hurry now.

"No, the Seventh Prince doesn't have a good appetite today, so I only gave him milk." Fan Xi replied. The Seventh Prince has always been in good health, and since he spoke out, he has rarely been sick. Now he is crying and fussing, refusing to eat, and I don't know what is going on.

"What is this? Erlan, you can take a look. Xia Nishang coaxed her son and gently patted his back, trying to calm him down, but she didn't expect it, as if she had seen some red rash on his face.

Xia Nishang secretly screamed in her heart, but she didn't dare to admit it, so she had to let Er Lan and Fan Xi come forward to take a look.

"Mother, this is." Seeing Xia Nishang's bad look, Er Lan hurriedly stepped forward, but he was also stunned all of a sudden. "Niangniang, let's ask a doctor to take a look."

Er Lan took a deep breath, and his face was a little bad.

The one on the arm of the Seventh Prince is obviously a pox. You know, in this day and age, pox means death, and there is no way to cure it.

Xia Nishang only felt that her head was buzzing, and she couldn't hear anything, so she could only hug her son tightly.

Leng Ye Chenting didn't know what was going on with him, but he felt that the queen mother's arm was getting tighter and tighter, which made him very uncomfortable, and he even cried.

"Go, pass on the Imperial Doctor." Xia Nishang bit her lip, and after saying this, she hugged Leng Yechenting's body and sat there without saying a word.

Er Lan and Fan Xi glanced at each other, hurriedly ran out, and instructed the people of Qifeng Palace not to move around recently. Although it has not yet been diagnosed, if it is really a pox, then the consequences are not something they can afford.

Er Lan only worked hard for a while, and then came back with Liu Yuanzheng.

Obviously, on the way here, Er Lan had already introduced the general situation, Liu Yuanzheng's expression was very calm, but the fine sweat that continued to overflow on his forehead showed that he was still a little nervous.

"Weichen knocks to see the queen's mother, Niangniang Jin'an." Liu Yuan was saluting Xia Nishang.

"Liu Yuanzheng, you are here, please get up quickly, come and show the palace, what's wrong with the Seventh Prince?" Xia Nishang heard Liu Yuanzheng's voice, and her eyes lit up suddenly.

As if grasping a life-saving straw, a faint smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

"Yes." Liu Yuanzheng made a gesture, that is, he stepped forward, looking at the Seventh Prince who was held in Xia Nisheng's arms, but still crying, and was a little worried.

He picked up his arm again and observed it carefully, and then he said with a solemn face.

"Queen Mother, the Seventh Prince is afraid that there is smallpox."

Xia Nishang looked at Liu Yuanzheng in disbelief, as if she wanted to see something in his eyes, but she lowered her head in disappointment. Looking at the struggling child in his arms, he was very distressed.

"Why is this happening, this is not the peak season for smallpox." Although Xia Nishang is anxious, she still has the calmness she should have. She's not a deep boudoir who doesn't know anything.

Infectious diseases such as smallpox have rapid outbreaks and extremely high fatality rates, and most of them occur in winter, spring or autumn and winter. However, it is only now that autumn has just begun, and it stands to reason that smallpox will not be infected.

What's more, Leng Ye Chenting stays in the Qifeng Palace every day, and has no chance of coming into contact with outsiders at all, how can he be infected with such a disease.

"Queen Mother, forgive Weichen for talking too much, I'm afraid that someone in Qifeng Palace has been infected with smallpox, because the resistance of adults is better than that of children, so it didn't break out." Liu Yuan has been in the palace for so long, and he hasn't seen anything.

can make such a small child infected with smallpox, but I am afraid that there is some conspiracy. However, in this case, it is impossible for Liu Yuan to tell Xia Nisheng, and he doesn't want to let his head be safe.

"Hongu understood." Xia Nishang took a deep breath, and then nodded. Although Liu Yuanzheng's words were not clear, she understood. In Qifeng Palace, I am afraid that there is a traitor. Xia Nishang's fingers curled tightly into a ball, and anyone who hurt her child, she would not let her end well. "What is going to happen to Hongu now?"

"First of all, we must isolate the seven princes, after all, there are five princes and six princes in Niangniang's palace, and children are easily infected with infectious diseases. Niangniang can send someone from the palace who has smallpox to take care of the Seven Princes. In addition, Weichen will prescribe some medicine, Niangniang let the people in the palace take some, and sprinkle shochu and medicinal powder in all corners of Qifeng Palace, so that the spread of the virus can also be avoided as much as possible. ”

"That's Ting'er." Xia Nishang heard Liu Yuanzheng speak, and her face not only did not ease, but became worse and worse. He only said how to stop the spread of the virus, but he did not mention the Seven Princes at all.

"As you know, Queen, smallpox is highly contagious and difficult to cure. Weichen can only do his best. Liu Yuanzheng lowered his head a little uncomfortably, looking at the Seventh Prince rolling in Xia Nishang's arms, very uncomfortable.

"Hongu understood." There were tears in the corners of Xia Nishang's eyes, and she knew that this level could only be for Leng Ye Chenting to survive by herself.

"Niangniang, if you haven't had smallpox, don't contact the Seven Princes again. Although adults are more resistant, once infected, it is even more difficult to cure. Liu Yuanzheng was about to turn around and prescribe medicine, but when he saw that Xia Nishang was still holding Leng Yechen Ting and refused to let go, after thinking about it, he opened his mouth to remind him.

"There is Lao Liu Yuanzheng, this palace understands." Xia Nishang nodded. How could she not know that Liu Yuan was for her good, but he just had no way to leave her child.

In her previous life, she had never had smallpox, but she also knew that once she got it, it was equivalent to handing over her life. In this life, Xia Nishang doesn't know if this body has ever gotten it, but if Leng Yechen Ting can't get better, she will do her best to accompany him on the last journey.

"Ting'er, don't worry, the queen mother will always be with you." Xia Nishang hugged her son, looked at his body, and the small red rashes that kept popping up, and felt distressed for a while. hugged him tightly in his arms, saying that he would not let go of anything.