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The days are tight, the cold is abnormal, although this autumn day is good, but unfortunately it is short, and the slightest appearance will not enter the long winter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In this rotten weather, the breath can freeze, and some people complain.

That's your life, you see those high-ranking officials and nobles, lying in the fire house on a cold day, and there is a warm sedan chair when you go out, can you withstand the cold?

Hey, your life is good, why are you guarding the gate here? Look, your fingers are all pillars, can you move? The choked little guard rolled his eyes and grabbed white.

The old man's smile is no longer silent, it's cold this day, if you don't say a few hot words to tone the atmosphere, you can really freeze over.

In the distance, dark clouds covered the thin sun, and it seemed that it was about to snow. With this momentum, this year's first snow is only more lively than in previous years.

The concubine's stomach was tight for a while at night, and the pain in the morning was even worse, although it was only covered with a thin quilt, the concubine was already sweating profusely, and the sweat in her deep clothes was hot and cold when she was attached to her body. The female doctor changed a clean towel and put it on the concubine's lips, the concubine's painful and silent whimpering sound made people more and more worried, the queen paced back and forth outside, and the palace maid comforted her to meditate, but at the critical moment, where did she still have the heart to sit, and how much walking could dispel her anxiety. The female doctor knelt on the collapse, looking concerned, while signaling the concubine to exert force, she kept ordering people to fight, and her professional ethics could be seen.

Kwai Min, Kwai Zhi and other former Banhan Yunju people were all detained by the queen in the small room on the side, only to say that the concubine had signs of being drugged, so they had to ask strictly, and there was no excuse for the crime they wanted to add, the queen's meaning was obviously unusual, but everyone was helpless.

The queen really cares about the concubine, more than the emperor, and the emperor may still be drunk in the gentle country at the moment.

The hourglass does not stop and works diligently. An hour passed, and another hour passed, and the queen's heart rose to her throat. But at this moment, a baby's rapid cry came from inside, and it was born. A smile appeared on the queen's face, and she hurried to the inner room.

Qingtong hugged two tender babies and whispered a short sentence in the queen's ear.

The queen's vigilant gaze shook off the concubine, seeing that she was unconscious, a complicated look flashed in the queen's eyes, maybe it was pity, maybe it was helpless, but that kind of lofty posture ran through it. She waved her hand and motioned for Qingtong to carry the baby down.

The baby's cry is becoming more and more exaggerated, and they probably feel it. However, they don't know that their mothers have spent all their energy to come to this world for them, and they can't hear their grievances.

The queen sat upright on one side, and the fatigue after the event came strongly, and when she shook her head, she suddenly had a delusion, her heart was empty, cold and deserted, and the palace maid at her feet hunched her waist and cleaned up the mess in the house. However, everything that was busy seemed to have nothing to do with her, she was more like a person from another world wandering here, and such absurd loneliness made the queen very frightened.

The queen ordered the ladies to move chairs or throw away the blood-stained coat, and no one understood the terrible feeling of the queen.

The queen commanded well and the assistants were competent. In just a few moments, the room has returned to its usual cleanliness, and the filth just now can be seen.

After the queen left, the grandmother of Fengyi Palace came over, pretending to be a horse farm to ask about it, and then let Kwai Min and Kwai Zhi go.

Three hours, not long, not short, but there are some things that you have not seen, and you will be speechless.

The room is full of fragrance, the concubine is sleeping soundly, the concubine is on her side, and her figure is slightly rickety and fragile.

Kwai Min turned her face away, she couldn't bear to look at it anymore, she was afraid that she couldn't bear it alone, once someone cried at the moment, she was afraid that it would cause the whole house to sob.

Kwai Min's ancestors practiced medicine and medicine, although this kind of business is passed on to children and not daughters, but it is also a lot of knowledge. After she lowered her head to check the pulse of the concubine, she left Hanyunju and went straight to the imperial hospital.

The cold weather is also lazy with hands and feet, and the imperial doctor of the imperial hospital sat around the small stove, or held the medicine scripture to make a appearance, or said inconsequential words, only glanced at the people who came in from outside, and then ignored them.

Kwai Min secretly thought, the world is hot and cold, nothing more than that. When the concubine is in the momentum, she gives her grace, but the momentum is slightly reduced, and this falls into the eyes of the snobbery is a phoenix that has withdrawn.

Although it is indignant, now is really not the time to calculate. Aoi Min stepped forward to call Qianhumility and said that he had disturbed the adults.

Doctor Zhang, who was thin-faced, raised his eyelids and indifferently scolded such a cold day, if there is nothing urgent, don't look at the imperial hospital.

Kwai Min endured the anger, and said calmly that he grabbed a few postpartum body tonic herbs for the concubine Niangniang.

Doctor Zhang was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and asked who prescribed the prescription?

When he heard that Kwai Min had prepared the medicine himself, Imperial Doctor Zhang's thin face sank, as if he had brought a dark cloud, Kwai Min looked at him, and said that it was going to thunder and rain in a while, and the hand in his sleeve couldn't help but tighten again. Kwai Min was young and careless, what she didn't expect was that the imperial doctor Zhang was another disgusting gesture in the next moment, he turned his head and narrowed his already small thin eyes hehe sneered, and the yin and yang weird tone said to the wide-hearted and fat imperial doctor beside him, now even a little palace maid can catch a doctor and ask for medicine, what else do you want them to do with these old qualifications?

Everyone was watching, and there was a presumptuous laugh, and Kwai Min also laughed.

The doctors probably didn't guess that this little girl would have such courage, and under their strength, this little girl could still maintain such calm.

Someone bowed his head, and he could see that this was a brave girl, which was worthy of recognition.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and after the silence, Imperial Physician Zhang asked about the concubine's pulse and took the prescription again.

Fang Zi looked at it in the hands of the imperial doctor, and when he looked at Kwai Min again, it was like another look, and there was respect for people in it.

Imperial Physician Zhang removed the motherwort in the prescription and replaced it with licorice, and carefully explained the pharmacology of the change to Kwai Min, and in the end, Kwai Min also took the medicine smoothly. What's more, Imperial Physician Zhang intends to accept her as a closed disciple both inside and outside of his words.

Although Kwai Min feels that it is really difficult to compliment Imperial Doctor Zhang's character, but as far as the palace people are concerned, aren't they all such servile faces? The people in the palace, if they don't have the ability to observe words and colors, their lives may be fish on someone else's chopping board sooner or later, and being sleek is just saving their lives.

As far as Taiyi Zhang's skills are concerned, he is far above other Taiyi, so he has the right to speak.

The cold wind whined, making it obscene. The few palace people on the road shrank their heads and necks, and the bloated cotton clothes still couldn't stop the invasion of the cold.

Winter is a disaster for the poor.

Kwai Min was worried about the heavy medicine bag in his hand, thinking that it would take two hours for this medicine to be soaked and boiled, so he couldn't help but hurry up.

Large snowflakes swirled and fell, fluttering into the collar, cool.

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