This night, Changle slept very hard, and he didn't sleep well for half the night.

Changle couldn't figure out how the eldest prince like the little guy, who was born to be held in the palm of ten thousand hands like the moon by the stars, how could he be so insecure.

Since their sister and brother were lying on the bed, a pair of small hands were tightly wrapped around Changle's body, and the head, which was a little big compared to the small body, kept arching into Changle's neck and arms.

This arch is almost a night. Changle was miserable, until early in the morning, the sky was a little cloudy, Changle was confused for a while, and before she could fall asleep, she felt that there was something wrong with the villain arching beside her.

She reached out to touch the little one's forehead, and it was warm and damp, and it was a little hot.

Changle was shocked, she knew the physical condition of the little guy, he was short-lived in his previous life, he drank more medicine than water when he was born, and the pills he had eaten over the years were several times that of meatballs.

"Yu'er, Yu'er......" Changle gently called the little guy twice, the little guy didn't wake up, but the arm wrapped around Changle's body tightened, and he chirped with his eyes closed, "Sister, I want Sister Changle ......"

Well, she's not a life-saving medicine, how can this kid not even forget her when he's sick?

The little guy hugged her so tightly, she couldn't move, she didn't dare to delay the little guy's condition, and hurriedly called the palace maids and eunuchs who were on duty outside at night, and even her personal maid Sheng Xia also came in.

"Yu'er has a fever, and the palace is not strict to touch, you first go and call Yu'er's usual night doctor to come over, and then send someone to the queen to inform you,"

Changle didn't dare to be the master at all, Queen Zhuang had to tell her, it sounded just a little feverish, and it was not surprising to change it to a child of the same age next to him, but everyone knew that the eldest prince had been in poor health since he was born, and he had been suffering from disasters and minor illnesses all year round, and the imperial doctor had been living in the side hall with him for a long time, so he was afraid that there would be a little bit of a small mistake, and the only two children in the saint today could not be saved, at that time, no matter who it was, Shang Fang Baojian was afraid that he would not be able to save his life.

For a while, in the entire side hall, people were so busy that they turned their backs on their backs, only Changle was the most stable, and the only thing she had to do was sit on the bed, take Yu'er in her arms, and hug Yu'er.

The imperial doctor on duty at night was the first to come, which was specially prepared by Emperor Ying for his son, and the five imperial doctors formed a 'special disease treatment group for the eldest prince', taking turns to stay by the eldest prince's side, ensuring that when the eldest prince wanted to use the imperial doctor, he was on call, and the illnesses and disasters of other people in the palace did not need to be ignored.

The imperial physician surnamed Chen who came today has a beard that is particularly conspicuous, and when he touches the pulse of the eldest prince, he is also very skillful, and Queen Zhuang has not yet arrived, and Imperial Physician Chen's prescription has been written.

Empress Zhuang went to report with the personal eunuch of the eldest prince in the middle of summer, but when she arrived at the main hall, she didn't have to go in.

Emperor Ying stayed here with Queen Zhuang last night, and he hadn't woken up yet, it was not a matter of life and death, and no one dared to go to the inner room to disturb the most honorable couple in the Great Indian Kingdom.

After listening to Midsummer's return, Changle sighed long in his heart, looked down at the little guy who was holding her underwear sleeve in his arms, and felt pity, he was not his own mother in the end, and the child's mother, when she raised him, was just thinking about how to use this child to seek more benefits.

Thinking of the child she had no chance with in her previous life, she touched Yu'er's hand and became more gentle.

When waiting for Queen Zhuang to come, the little guy's fever had subsided, and he was in her arms, eating the porridge she fed in one mouthful.

Changle looked at Queen Zhuang's pink-faced and delicate appearance with cold eyes, and immediately guessed that Emperor Ying stayed overnight last night, and he was afraid that it would not be just an activity to sleep.

It is no wonder that none of the people waiting inside and outside dare to go to the inner room to pass the prayers - who dares to disturb Yaxing on the bed of the saint today, and who dares to disturb the unquenchable desire of Empress Zhuang to have a child.

Everyone in the world has selfish intentions, even if Queen Zhuang was forced by the shape to recognize Yu'er as her adopted son, but it was not her own after all, even if there was a glimmer of hope, of course she still wanted to have a son born by herself, then, a qiē is justified.

After Queen Zhuang wiped her tears and cried out in pain, she thanked Changle for taking care of Yu'er more intimately, seeing through Changle, pretending not to know anything, and following Queen Zhuang's words, just caressing Yu'er's forehead with her hand, which was more gentle.

Changle thought that this night was enough, but the next few days fully proved to her that she was really optimistic.

Yu'er's fever has been intermittent for several days, morning and night, and there is no one around him at all, but he is eyeing Changle again, crying and making trouble and not wanting others, only pulling Changle, not letting go, even Queen Zhuang pulling him, it is not easy to use, just want to sister, want to Changle sister, but he is a weak and invincible wind, so deep that he can't even say, let alone use hard.

In this kind of forced situation, Changle's part-time nanny career does not look too optimistic.

What she didn't know was that in the past few days when she was 'hidden by the Golden House', many things had happened outside that were enough to make her blood shame and hatred, and it was according to the plan that Li Rongxiang taught her that she was walking and happening.

First of all, Liu Guogong, who returned from the border to defend Xiu Mu, killed his relatives in righteousness, accused his second son Liu Chengxi of a disobedience, and personally sent Liu Chengxi to Jingzhao Yin Yamen, and then Zhenguo Gong sued Liu Chengxi, his sister-in-law and the second wife of the Fuchang Marquis Mansion for fabricating rumors, destroying the reputation of others and destroying the royal marriage.

That sounds messy enough, but there's still the one who doesn't care.

The youngest son of Yonglinbo's family, Ou Zijia, who has always been sued by others, also pinched a complaint and went to the yamen to join in the fun, and the officials who took the case were so angry that the corners of their mouths twitched.

Ou Zijia told Qin Shan, the concubine of the second lord of the Fuchang Mansion, and his concubine Qin that after committing adultery with others, they bit and tarnished his reputation and caused trouble in his family's house, so that his mother was ...... sick and made him unfilial.

is full of capital, who doesn't know Ou Zijia's reputation ......, isn't it...... Does he have a reputation?

In just a few days, this lawsuit has been formed into a circle, and there is a division of the yamen, and for a time there are not enough people, but it has also fully enriched and entertained the gossip circle in the capital.

Li Rongxiang, who was sitting firmly in the Jinghong Pavilion, knew the ins and outs of these things, and he still felt that it was not enough, and he sometimes pointed behind his back, for fear that those people from the yamen would pull down something when they handled the case.

For example: Qin Shan, who was sued by Ou Zijia for adultery, may not actually be the outer roomdaughter of the second master of the Fuchang Marquis's mansion, she may be the outer roomdaughter of the Fuchang Marquis This is an extremely valuable detail or something.

"Is there any news from the palace?" Li Rongxiang, who was writing big characters in front of the window, asked about the ink dye who had just stood behind him.

Just after collecting the news from all parties, he made a special trip to return to Li Rongxiang's ink dyeing, so he naturally knew who Li Rongxiang was referring to in the palace?

He smiled a little gloatingly: "There hasn't been anything big in the palace recently, it's Princess Jiaoyang...... It's a bit busy. ”

"Huh?" Li Rongxiang held the wolf pen, hanging in the air, ink dripping, dyeing the white rice paper under the pen, but he only glanced back at the ink dye, "What's the matter?" He didn't think that anyone in the palace would dare to treat Changle slowly.

"Hey, I heard that the eldest prince is sick, and no one wants to take care of him, as long as Sister Changle's, so Princess Jiaoyang has been taking care of the bed for five or six days, oh, it seems to be seven or eight days, and the person who came back from reporting the news was not too accurate."

The people who come out of the Book of Poetry will not have inaccurate numbers. Mo Dye said this, but he thought it was a little interesting and teased his husband.

Sure enough, Li Rongxiang's face was not good, and a pair of eyes that were as drunk as stars bloomed with cold light.

Mo Ran didn't expect Li Rongxiang, who had always been moody, to react so strongly, pouted in embarrassment, and whispered: "The eldest prince is just a five-year-old child......"

A five-year-old child, that's also a man, not to mention that the children in the palace are still precocious and understand everything.

By the time he was five years old, he already knew how to give his father's concubines/safflower anthers who had secretly bullied him.

Li Rongxiang turned around, the pen hanging in his hand paused on the ink dots of rice paper, and wrote the word 'forbearance' heavily.

It's really too much of a deception, it's not a matter of bullying him when he's a father, it's even a son who comes to block him.

He only felt that his mouth was so sore that his teeth hurt.