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"How?" Su Dai was leaning on the small table on the Luohan bed, put down the scroll in his hand, and asked intently.

Zhenyan's eyebrows seemed to be staring at a half-shallow frown: "It's not smallpox." ”

"Not smallpox?"

"But there are a lot of small red spots on Di Ji's body, like a rash, which is really scary to look at." Zhen Yan stepped forward and picked the heart of the candle, crackling, like a sudden burst of fireworks, and in an instant the room was brighter, "Why isn't Saihan waiting here?" ”

"She's too noisy here, chattering, so I'll just send her out." Su Dai smiled, and then lowered his eyebrows and read the book, "It's not smallpox, it's not a rash?" What did the Imperial Doctor say? Could it be allergies? ”

"Master Fu said that it was possible that the little emperor was allergic to something, but the symptoms didn't look like allergies, the little emperor didn't cry or make trouble, she was quiet, this is the strange thing." Zhe Yan sat low beside Luohan's bed, gently kneading his calves for Su Dai, and said thoughtfully.

Su Dai slowly put down the scroll and frowned: "Don't cry or make trouble?" "But if you have allergies or smallpox rashes, such a big child will cry non-stop, Rong Yu doesn't cry or make trouble, so isn't it uncomfortable?

"The slave also thinks it is strange." Zhenyan pursed his lips.

As he was talking, Rong Bingye came in from outside the hall, and he hurriedly got up and retreated to the side, he said with a smile: "What do you say?" ”

"Why did Your Majesty come in without letting people report?" Su Dai smiled, but he was glad in his heart that he didn't say anything else.

He sat cross-legged on the Luohan bed, hugged her and smiled: "I just wanted to see what you were doing, so I didn't let them report it." What were you talking about not crying or making trouble? ”

She raised her eyes and chuckled, and told him about Rong Yu.

"Your Majesty, do you want to go and see the emperor?"

"Well, it's okay, you and I can do it."

Since the death of Sheng Han'an, the Lingxi Palace has returned to the appearance of the door, there is no palace master, the east side hall lives with the jade concubine, and the west side hall lives with Zhao Guiren.

Rong Yu was still young, and when she got sick this time, she was taken to Zhao Guiren's side. When the voice of the little eunuch singing, Su Dai and Rong Bingye had already entered the hall, it was still early spring, and the cold did not subside, but there was no trace of charcoal warmth in the hall, which made people feel cold even more than the middle of winter.

Zhao Guiren is holding the little emperor Ji Wu weeping, she is very thin, the water-green placket sleeve cage reveals a slender wrist, only obliquely inserted a jasper cloud hairpin between the green silk, plain and elegant, under the shadow of the lamp, her thin figure makes people feel pity.

Zhao Nianwan saw them come in, and hurriedly got up to salute, there were still undried tears in the corners of her eyes, her eyebrows were like a new moon, and her smart eyes were dotted with tears: "Concubine to see Your Majesty, Concubine Yi." ”

"Get up." Rong Bingye looked at her panicked appearance, frowned, and pointed to the little emperor in her arms and was about to ask something, but she couldn't remember the name of the emperor at all.

Su Dai smiled slightly, stepped forward and teased Rong Yu and said with a smile: "Yu'er and her mother are as lovely as each other, won't Your Majesty hug her?" ”

Rong Bingye was about to stretch out his hand, but Huan Yanqi on the side said urgently: "Your Majesty, the emperor is smallpox, if it is given to Your Majesty, how can it be good?" ”

"The chief manager is too worried, Lord Fu just saw the emperor this evening, and said it was not smallpox." Su Dai pursed his lips and smiled, and then looked at Rong Bingye with a smile, "How can the concubine be willing to let Your Majesty have a little difference?" ”

Huan Yuqi smiled: "Why don't you let Master Chen take a look." ”

Rong Bingye smiled and squeezed Su Dai's hand: "Then call Chen Wenyuan over." ”

However, after a while, Chen Wenyuan gasped lightly, he first looked at the mouth and tongue of the little emperor, and then checked the pulse, and then arched his hand and said: "Your Majesty, the emperor has no symptoms, not smallpox, and not a rash. ”

The palace maid beside Zhao Nianjuan suddenly gasped and muttered in a low voice: "Could it be the epidemic?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in the hall changed greatly, and they only heard Huan Zhiqi scolding loudly: "Bold! ”

Hanshuang trembled, and knelt on the ground with a plop, his voice was full of panic: "Your Majesty forgive me, the slave is talking nonsense." She raised her hand and kept slapping herself, and after a while, her cheeks were red and swollen, but her mouth kept begging for mercy, "The slave is really worried about the emperor and will not choose to speak, all because the little master of the jade concubine came to see the emperor yesterday, but the little master of the jade concubine coughed a little, and the slave and maid ...... this"

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Nianwan, who was still weak, scolded sharply: "Hanshuang! Sister Yu Concubine just blew the wind and coughed twice, where can it be so serious as the epidemic! After speaking, she hugged the emperor in her arms and bowed on her knees, her expression was full of respect and confusion, "The concubine did not discipline the people around her, and I hope Your Majesty will condemn her." ”

That's interesting, Concubine? A jade concubine who speaks and acts? Su Dai couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and chuckle.

Rong Bingye frowned and looked at Chen Wenyuan: "What did Chen Qing say?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, it's not an epidemic, but the minister found that the red spots on the emperor's body were a little strange." Chen Wenyuan stepped forward to investigate again, and asked Zhao Nianjuan again, "Dare to ask the little master, can the emperor cry in the past two days?" ”

Zhao Nianwan stared at the little baby with red spots in her arms, and her eyebrows were a little shallow frowning: "I don't cry much." ”

"Chen Wenyuan, what's going on?"

"Your Majesty, I read in the book before, when the lacquer tree rubs on people's bodies, it will cause a rash, and the symptoms are the same as the epidemic. It's just that the lacquer tree generally grows in the north, and there is no such tree in Likyo. ”

Northside? Rong Bingye frowned and thought about it, only to hear Zhao Nianwan choke up: "No matter what it is, as long as it is not an epidemic or smallpox, the concubine will be relieved." ”

Hanshuang stepped forward to comfort her, "What the little lord said is that as long as it is not an epidemic and not smallpox, the little emperor will not be sent out of the palace." ”

Rong Bingye listened, and his eyebrows were full of fierceness: "Who said that he was going to send the emperor out of the palace!" ”

Hanshuang was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and pursed his lips, "Slave maid...... Slaves...... I heard what Yitong said, she said that if the little emperor Ji was smallpox, she would be sent out of the palace and only come back after being cured. ”

"Yitong?" Su Dai asked with a slight smile.

Hanshuang hurriedly said: "Hui Yi Concubine Niangniang, Yitong is the servant of the East Side Palace. ”

Rong Bingye's expression was awe-inspiring, and he said in a deep voice: "Call the jade concubine over." ”

Huan Yuqi hurriedly bowed, and hurried out of the temple gate.

Su Dai stepped forward and said softly: "Don't worry too much about Zhao Guiren, it's good to cry and break your body." ”

"Thank you for your care." Zhao Guiren said and curtsied again, and the Rongyu Emperor Ji in his arms opened his eyes wide, babbling and drooling, looking cute, he was still a two-month-old child, but he was much thinner than an ordinary child. Zhao Guiren is not favored, and even with her children is not taken seriously, the people in the palace have always praised the high and the low, but it is a bitter child. (To be continued.) )