"That's it, I won't care about you today, pay attention to it later." Zili said indifferently, glancing at her shallowly.

Shen Yu nodded.

"By the way, you can introduce me to several important concubines in this harem."

Shen Yu bowed slightly, "Madam, it is really important to have a few concubines in this harem, now that the queen has run away, the most powerful in the harem is Wu Guifei, and her son His Royal Highness Seven was also established as a prince a few days ago, we must not offend her." ”

Zili waved his hand casually, "Got it, are there anything else?" ”

This huge harem must be more than one important person.

"There is another one who is Yi Guifei, and Yi Guifei only entered the palace last year, and she has already become a concubine." Shen Yu said respectfully.

Another thing she didn't say was that Concubine Jing Yinger was also a person around Nanhuaqing.

Perhaps because Concubine Yi was in a recession, Nanhuaqing arranged for others to come in.

But she couldn't tell whether Jing Ying'er was more important or Zili was more important in Nanhuaqing's heart.

However, since Nanhuaqing sent her to serve Zili, she must think about her master.

"Jing Ying'er? I've heard of him. Zi Li's eyes flickered.

It is said that Jing Ying'er's background was a maid in the Fu Mansion, and she was later brought into the palace by Wu Guifei, and then she was fortunate to be favored by His Majesty and sat on an equal footing with Wu Guifei.

It is not easy to mix from a servant girl to the current position.

Fu Ruolan returned to the Seven Kings' Mansion tiredly, thinking of the plague and having a headache.

How could there be a plague in the good end of the palace, and it was such a critical time.

It is not difficult to rule out that someone deliberately wanted to prevent Nan Yuchen from becoming the prince, and now that this matter is out, the ceremony of sealing the prince on the ninth day of the next month will definitely be postponed.

This postponement is not known to be postponed to the Year of the Monkey.

"Why do you look so tired?" Nan Yuchen glanced at her and asked worriedly.

Fu Ruolan's face was pale, and since the draft ended, he came back to deal with business first.

In the past, Fu Ruolan was quite relaxed in the Tai Hospital, and she would not be tossed like this, thinking of this, Nan Yuchen couldn't help but be more worried.

"Your Highness, something happened to the palace." Fu Ruolan moved her lips and said tiredly.

She really walked all over the palaces of the nobles who were infected with the wind and cold today, and she was exhausted.

Not just physically, but also mentally.

If this disease is really a plague, then she is afraid that she will die of busyness in the future.

"Something has made you haggard like this." Nan Yuchen's sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Many nobles in the harem have contracted the wind and cold, and I suspect that this disease is contagious, it is a plague." Fu Ruolan said with a serious face.

From her previous life to the present, she has never encountered a plague, only that it is a terrible disease transmitted from ancient books, which can be transmitted from person to person, and it only takes a few days to destroy a country.

"Really?"

"I'm not sure yet, it's just that it's been a very hot day for the past few days, and they're all infected with the wind chill at the same time, or the same disease, I'm worried it's the plague."

"The plague is no small thing." Nan Yuchen reminded.

Fu Ruolan nodded, "I have already reported this matter to my father." ”

"You've had a hard day, so let's rest first."

Fu Ruolan took off her veil and washed her hands.

"Ahem." Nan Yuchen coughed suddenly, she was shocked, and looked at him reflexively, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" ”

There is not a single man in the palace who has a cold, but all the nobles who have a cold have a common symptom, that is, they all cough.

Nan Yuchen covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and shook his head, "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

With that, he walked out quickly.

Seeing that he was acting strangely, Fu Ruolan became even more strange and immediately chased him out.

Nan Yuchen is sick, why are you still avoiding her?

She is a doctor and can treat him.

"Ahem, ahem." Nan Yuchen coughed uncomfortably, his internal organs trembled violently, and his face turned pale.

Nan Yuchen stretched out his hand, and a mouthful of blood was on his palm.

It wasn't the first time, and his eyes had darkened.

"Your Highness!" Fu Ruolan exclaimed, and her whole person was not good after seeing the blood.

How sick is Nan Yuchen to cough up blood?

"Why are you here?" Nan Yuchen hurriedly hid his hands behind him.

But what he didn't know was that there was blood on the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong with your body?" Fu Ruolan stared straight at him and asked with a serious expression.

How long did he hide it from her?

Why didn't she, as his wife, even know that he had such an important illness?

This is no ordinary wind chill at all.

Nan Yuchen pursed his lips, his eyes were a little evasive, he didn't dare to look directly at Fu Ruolan, and said indiscriminately: "It's just that I've suffered from the wind and cold recently, don't worry." ”

"This wind chill won't cough up blood at all, don't lie to me anymore." Fu Ruolan was a little annoyed.

directly pulled Nan Yuchen into the room and explained: "I'm a doctor, you can't fool me, I'll show you." ”

Nan Yuchen was pulled by her, sat on a stool, and waited for her to see a doctor like a child.

Taking out a clean handkerchief from her sleeve, Fu Ruolan carefully wiped the blood from the corners of Nan Yuchen's mouth, her eyes were full of distress, "Are you stupid, don't you know that you are sick when you are so old?" ”

Of course, she didn't believe that Nan Yuchen was just suffering from the cold, but she didn't tell her that Nan Yuchen had such a serious illness.

Could it be that in his heart, she is so untrustworthy?

"I don't want you to worry." Nan Yuchen had no choice but to tell the truth.

If this disease was curable, it would have been cured a long time ago, and it would not have waited for Fu Ruolan to find out.

"You're worrying me more now." Fu Ruolan shook her head slightly, "Besides, how do you know that I can't cure your illness, why don't you believe me so much." ”

"I'm not ......," Nan Yuchen explained with some paleness.

But in the final analysis, this matter is indeed his fault, and it is he who deceived Fu Ruolan.

But he never thought of letting Fu Ruolan know about this matter.

"Okay, I don't want to hear your explanation, I just want your illness to get better soon."

Fu Ruolan put the cushion under Nan Yuchen's wrist and gave him a pulse with a solemn expression.

She was suddenly shocked.

Could it be that Nan Yuchen has always said that he doesn't want the position of prince before, and it is also because of this illness?

She also showed Nan Yuchen a long time ago, and she didn't find any disease at all, when did he get this disease.

"Your Royal Highness, your ...... illness" Fu Ruolan looked at Nan Yuchen in disbelief.

This is not an ordinary disease, it is cold poison.

And judging from Nan Yuchen's body, the cold poison has penetrated into the internal organs, in other words, Nan Yuchen is terminally ill, and time is running out.

"I know." Nan Yuchen lowered his head, withdrew his hand, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I lied to you, I lost you." ”