Du Rongzhi didn't close her eyes all night.

Guan'er has been having a high fever since last night, and Dr. Zhou came to see it, and prescribed a prescription after acupuncture, but there is still no obvious improvement.

She's still too young. After the medicine was boiled, they couldn't feed it several times, and everyone saw that there was no way, so they had to go into battle together, holding it, coaxing it, holding it, and pressing it...... After tossing for half an hour, I saw that I finally fed some of it, but I vomited it all when I cried the next moment.

Du Rongzhi only felt that her heart was about to break.

She didn't know what she could do, and she felt like she couldn't do anything. She had never looked forward to Song Zixun by her side for a moment like now, she desperately needed him—she needed him to share her anxiety and distress, to soothe her fear and helplessness.

But he didn't come.

He was taken away by Fu Jingrou.

When Yuan Yuan avoided her gaze and said lightly that Song Zixun had rested, she didn't know what she thought.

Or maybe I didn't think about anything.

She just turned around and silently picked up her weeping daughter from the nurse's arms.

Tears soon soaked her forehead, and her small body trembled and trembled, almost turning her back on her breath at any moment.

Her fingers ran over the little one's cheeks full of tears, and her little pink face was already flushed red from fever and crying.

He was by the side of another woman when she needed him the most, when she and their daughter needed him the most.

Just because she rejected his pleas.

She wanted to cry a little, and she thought it was funny.

It turns out that she is still the stupidest one in her life. She thought that they could take a different path in this life, and thought that even if they couldn't become a husband and wife, they could at least support each other and live a lifetime together...... But it turned out that she was wrong again.

That's not what he needs.

All he wants is a woman who is obedient and gives what he wants.

All he cared about was how much he could get from her.

Once his needs are not met...... Naturally, there are many people who can satisfy him.

Du Rongzhi took a deep breath.

She didn't want to cry. In her previous life, she had shed too many tears for him, and she knew that it was not worth it, not worth it at all.

But tears still couldn't help but spread to his eyes, drop by drop, falling on Wan'er's hot forehead...... The little one cried even harder.

"Let's go to the frying bowl again." Du Rongzhi wiped away the tears on her face and commanded calmly.

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All night, everyone in Fengqing Temple spent time in tension and anxiety.

Because of the physical discomfort, the little one became extremely sensitive and irritable, sometimes one moment he was dazed and wanted to fall asleep, and the next moment he would cry hysterically because of any slightest disturbance, and then even the nurse refused to follow, and his face was red with his hoarse voice, and he could only make a snoring sound like pulling a bellows from his throat - he couldn't even cry.

Du Rongzhi kept holding her, walking back and forth in the house, she tirelessly patted her daughter's back, coaxed softly over and over again, and gradually her voice became hoarse, and every time she opened her mouth, it was like a knife cutting ...... She still wouldn't stop.

Mama An didn't feel good when she saw it, and stepped forward and said, "Young lady, go and rest for a while, Miss Sun will hold the slave and maid ......."

"I can hold on......" Du Rongzhi shook her head tiredly, "Mama is old, so don't stay up with it." He asked Qinghe to send Mama An back to rest.

Mama An looked at Du Rongzhi's situation and knew that she was not only for the sake of the child, but she was afraid that it would also make Song Zixun heartbroken, and she couldn't persuade her, so she had to sigh helplessly, retreat to the side without saying a word, and quietly guard with the rest of the room.

After Guan'er drank the medicine again, she finally fell asleep in Du Rongzhi's arms exhausted, and it was almost dawn.

Qiu, who had been suffering all night in fear, was also relieved when he saw this, and whispered, "Miss Sun is already asleep...... The young lady put her down. ”

Du Rongzhi looked down at her daughter, and as soon as she hummed softly, she heard a sudden sound of greetings outside.

The next moment, Song Zixun had already lifted the curtain and strode in, "How is Wan'er?" Why did you suddenly get sick? Wasn't it okay yesterday? ”

He walked in a hurry, and he was still cool...... Du Rongzhi couldn't help but shudder.

Song Zixun also seemed to feel it, and untied the cloak on his body and threw it to Yuan Yuan, who followed later, and lifted his robe and went to bed to take them into his arms at the same time, "Is it still burning now?" As he spoke, he stretched out his other hand and reached for Wan'er's forehead.

Her cheeks pressed against his chest, and the faint smell of wine mixed with the smell of a woman's fat powder...... It's the taste of Fu.

Du Rongzhi hugged her daughter tightly and subconsciously turned sideways.

His hand ran across Wan'er's forehead, and he froze in the air.

Song Zixun frowned.

"Already...... Much better. She whispered, her voice hoarse as if grinding against a stone.

Song Zixun was stunned, "How are you-"

She took advantage of his stunned efforts to quickly withdraw from his arms, her eyes coldly swept the shallow lip prints on the collar, and lowered her eyes, "Master go change first...... It's about to light up, don't go out by mistake. ”

Song Zixun's face suddenly became a little unpleasant.

He and Song Ziche got drunk last night, and he couldn't remember what happened next, and somehow he rolled into bed with Fu Shi...... Seeing her snuggling in his arms this morning, he was stunned and almost fled.

"I was drunk last night, so I found a room and went to sleep...... I don't even know where I am. He leaned closer to Du Rongzhi, and his tone carried a heart in his tone that he didn't even notice, "Guan'er is sick for such a big thing...... You should call a few more people to come to me. ”

Yuan Yuan raised his head sharply and looked at him incredulously.

Song Zixun didn't realize it at all, only lowered his head and looked at Du Rongzhi, and whispered, "I still went back to the study this morning to hear Changxing talk about it...... I didn't have time to change my clothes before I came back. He said as he reached out and stroked her arm, rubbing it gently, "Don't be angry anymore." ”

"No life." He got so close, and the sweet and greasy smell of fat on his body made her almost nauseous, Du Rongzhi endured and endured it, and then forcibly suppressed the urge to push him away, and said obediently, "Wan'er has been making trouble for a night, even if you come back, it will be useless, but it will be uncomfortable." After speaking, he ignored Song Zixun's inquiring gaze, turned his head and ordered, "Ask someone to bring hot water, and the eldest young master wants to bathe." ”

Qinghe was about to be, so he listened to Song Zi's way, "No need...... You've been tired all night, so take a good rest, and I'll go to the study to wash up. ”

Du Rongzhi didn't keep it, nodded and said, "That's fine." After that, he didn't look at him anymore, but only lowered his head and patted the daughter in his arms.

Song Zixun looked at her silently for a moment before getting up and leaving the house.

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