Imperial Physician Zhao said respectfully: "Concubine Jing's medical skills have always been admired very much by Wechen, so Niangniang and Wechen have the same opinion, Wechen is not surprised!" ”

After Imperial Physician Zhao helped Fu Wenjing prescribe the medicine, he received a new arrangement from Long Xingche. Because Long Xingche has very big expectations for Fu Wenjing's pregnancy this time. After Ji Yuan, who originally took care of Fu Wenjing's body, was injured, he didn't want to hand over the work of taking care of Fu Wenjing to other imperial doctors, so he let Imperial Doctor Zhao be in charge of both Concubine Yu and Fu Wenjing, and the rest of his other things in the Tai Hospital didn't need Imperial Doctor Zhao to interfere!

Imperial Doctor Zhao obeyed Long Xingche's instructions, and after this extremely serious errand, he helped Fu Wenjing prescribe a prescription and went back to the hospital!

Qixin and the others quickly took the medicine prescribed by Imperial Doctor Zhao and boiled it, and Long Xingche reluctantly boiled some nutritious porridge for Fu Wenjing, and personally fed the medicine to Fu Wenjing!

Fu Wenjing finished drinking the medicine, her body was a little uncomfortable, and she fell asleep after a while, Long Xingche, who was sitting next to her to take care of her, helped her tidy up the quilt, and after a while, she saw some beads of sweat oozing from Fuwen Jingjing's forehead, it was the sweating and heat-dispersing medicine in Imperial Doctor Zhao's medicine that worked!

"Amber, go get a basin of warm water and a towel! Then I will arrange it, I will stay in Jingxuan Hall tonight, and I will take care of Concubine Jing personally. "Although Long Xingche is tired for a day today, she is not worried that Fu Wenjing will let the palace maids and eunuchs take care of her, and she must take care of Fu Wenjing herself to recover!

After Amber answered, she quietly withdrew and got ready to go!

Jingxuan Palace, small kitchen

Yuehe, who had already changed her clothes and was much better, was fanning her fan vigorously, preparing to make a fire to boil millet porridge. This kind of millet called "Dongfang Liang" in the pottery pot is what she just asked for when she went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, this kind of millet is the most nutritious millet variety this year, because it is very rare, so there are not many in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

But when the head of the Internal Affairs Office saw that Yuehe came to ask for it, he still took out a lot of "Dongfang Liang" millet that had just been tributed. Because Long Xingche once personally went to the Internal Affairs Office and instructed that everything that the Jingxuan Palace needs to use must be put in the first place!

"Ha-Qiu" Yuehe, who was lighting a fire, couldn't help but sneeze!

It is not only Fu Wenjing who has been poured cold water today, but also Yuehe! Although she was watered less than Fu Wenjing, she also caught a cold!

"Sister Yuehe, let the slave maid help you make a fire, aren't you also frozen today?" Next to him, who had been silently doing kitchen tidying up, a palace maid named Wenying saw Yuehe sneezing, so she stepped forward and said to Yuehe.

Yuehe turned around and looked at this palace maid who usually didn't talk much in the Jingxuan Palace, and was often bullied in private by other palace maids without Fu Wenjing, nodded, and then handed the fan in her hand and said: "Oh, that's fine, you can help me fan the wind first, but I still have to watch the fire myself, speaking of which, I have to pay attention to it when I have a cold!" ”

After Yuehe handed the fan in his hand to Moon Young, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and tied it to his head with his face covered. I opened the lid again and looked at the clay pot that was not yet hot, and said to Wen Ying: "It seems that we have to wait a while, you look at it first, and I will go and see how Concubine Jing is." ”

Wen Ying took the fan, gently blessed Yuehe, and said, "The slave knows, Sister Yuehe, don't worry!" ”

Yuehe patted Wenying on the shoulder, and went out from the small kitchen to the dormitory to see Fu Wenjing!

Just after Yuehe left, another palace maid from Jingxuan Hall took advantage of Yuehe's inattention and flashed into the small kitchen at once!

"Wenying, did you wash my clothes for me?"

Wen Ying, who was trying to fan the millet porridge with a fan, heard this voice that made her back chill again, and couldn't help but be stunned, turned her head slightly to look at the visitor, and said timidly: "Sister Yanqin, I have already helped you wash and dry, and then fold it and put it in your small closet!" ”

The palace maid named Yanqin walked to Wen Ying's side with her hands behind her back and said angrily: "Who said you put it in my little closet?" There's nothing in my little closet, and now my clothes are dirty again, and I need to change them, so you can find that one for me, and I'm going to change it, and then wash this one of my clothes again! ”

Wen Ying thought hard and said, "Sister Yanqin, I remember that I really helped you fold it and put it in your little closet." Didn't you see it clearly? ”

"Smack!"

The palace maid named Yanqin walked to Wen Ying's side, stretched out her hand and slapped Wen Ying and scolded: "You mean to say that my eyes are not good, and I can't see clearly, right?" Who gave you such guts? Dare to talk back to me! ”

Wen Ying touched the hot face that had been beaten by Yanqin, her aggrieved eyes were full of tears, and she choked up and said: "I didn't mean that, I just said that I remember very clearly, I did help you fold it after drying it and put it in the small closet!" ”

"Smack!"

Yanqin gave Wen Ying another slap with her backhand, and scolded: "I said I didn't see it, I just didn't see it, you go and find that dress for me right now and put it on my bed, the clothes on my body are dirty, I have to change my clothes now!" ”

"Woo-woo-Sister Yanqin, I really helped you put it in the little closet! And I also have to help Concubine Jing look at the pot of millet porridge! "It's not that Wen Ying doesn't want to help Yanqin do things now, it's just that he now thinks that being optimistic about Fu Wenjing's millet porridge pot is the most important thing to do.

"I can do this too, it's not just that you can do it, you only take care of Concubine Jing a few times, I've been serving you for a long time! Bring me the fan, I'll watch this fire, you hurry up to my room for me, take out my clothes!" Just go! Yanqin said, and involuntarily snatched Wen Ying's fan, and then kicked Wen Ying, who was squatting on the ground and fanning the fire!

Wen Ying was taken by Yanqin's sudden action for a while, and she didn't take precautions, so she fell to the ground all of a sudden, and then quickly got up, scared and worried, and said with tears in her eyes: "But I just promised Sister Yuehe to take care of this fire, if Sister Yuehe sees that you are watching, Sister Yuehe will be unhappy!" ”

"Yuehe is there, I have my own saying, you hurry up and go back quickly, Yuehe comes back and sees that you are still here, isn't it done?" Yanqin said, and pushed Wen Ying a few times, and directly pushed out of the small kitchen!

Wen Ying was pushed out of the small kitchen by Yanqin, so she had to bow her head helplessly, holding the face that had been slapped by Yanqin just now with both hands, and walked to Yanqin's room helplessly!

Yanqin saw that Wen Ying had already walked away, and quickly looked around the small kitchen, and there was no one else, so she took out a medicine bag from her arms and turned back to the small kitchen!