The night is deep and the mountain breeze is slightly cool.

Xie Mingxi stayed up for several days in a row, already tired, and his mind was heavy and troubled, so he stood in the night wind for an hour. When I go to bed the next morning, I feel lightheaded.

She didn't pay attention to it, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The careful Congyu quickly noticed that something was wrong, and probed Xie Mingxi's forehead with his hand, and his face changed: "Miss's face is flushed, and her forehead is hot, hurry up and ask the imperial doctor to take a look." ”

Fuyu was startled and immediately ran to ask for a doctor.

At this time, the two imperial physicians were in the tent of His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince. Fuyu went to ask for a doctor, and inevitably saw Sheng Hong.

Sheng Hong slept all night, his spirit was good, and he was drinking medicine under the service of the waiter.

After restoring the status of the prince, Sheng Hong had more attendants around him. Xiang Hui and Dye Mo were still left behind, but they were not close to them. For example, things like feeding medicine, feeding food, and changing clothes, either the waiter or Xie Mingxi did it himself.

Seeing Fuyu's hurried expression, Xiang Hui hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

Fuyu replied anxiously: "Miss has just fallen asleep, her face is flushed, her forehead is frighteningly hot, she must be sick......

Before he finished speaking, Sheng Hong, who was lying on the bed, had changed his face: "Fuyu, what's wrong with Mingxi?" ”

One was so excited that he almost struggled to get up and get up again.

The imperial doctor on the side hurriedly stopped Sheng Hong: "Your Highness moved in vain last night, the wound has been split once, and you must not move again." Wei Chen went to see Miss Xie San and prescribe medicine. ”

Xiang Hui was also busy and said: "Yes, Your Highness has to take care of your body earlier." Otherwise, when will you be able to descend the mountain? Thinking about it, the third lady didn't want to see His Royal Highness tossing her body. ”

I don't know which sentence persuaded Sheng Hong. Sheng Hong didn't move again, his brows quietly twisted into a knot.

……

One of the two imperial physicians was left, and the other went to Xie Mingxi's tent.

The Taiyi doctor is superb and experienced, and after diagnosing the pulse, he immediately prescribed medicine. Although it is in the mountains, there is no shortage of medicinal materials. Soon, the medicinal materials were prepared and the decoction was boiled.

Congyu was ruthless and shook Xie Mingxi awake with force: "Miss, you have a cold and fever, and the slave maid is waiting for you to drink medicine." ”

Xie Mingxi's mind was dizzy, and he glanced at Congyu blankly.

Congyu had never seen Xie Mingxi look so weak and helpless? almost burst into tears on the spot, and barely held back his tears: "Fuyu, hurry up and help Miss sit down." ”

Fuyu's eyes were red too.

Xie Mingxi reluctantly sat up with Fuyu's support, and Congyu had carefully blew the medicine in the spoon and brought it to her lips. She opened her mouth to drink.

The bitter decoction glides over the tip of the tongue and into the throat.

It's terrible.

Xie Mingxi frowned slightly, with the squeamishness that a girl of this age should have: "It's too bitter." ”

Congyu hurriedly coaxed: "After drinking the medicine, eating some candied fruit will not be bitter." ”

Xie Mingxi hummed, drank the medicine, had candied fruit in his mouth, and quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

……

From Yu Fu Yu stood by the bed inch by the inch.

"Miss stays by His Highness's side every night, it's too hard and too hard, and I'm tired and sick." Congyu was distressed, and her tone couldn't help but reveal a little complaint: "Your Highness is really, you always want Miss to be by your side." ”

Fuyu went to the Lotus Pond Academy every day, and was much more familiar with His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, and said in a low voice: "In my opinion, His Royal Highness is afraid that Miss will be angry and ignore him, so he deliberately keeps pestering Miss to make Miss soft-hearted. ”

Miss's illness, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince doesn't know how anxious and uncomfortable he is!

Thinking about it, this is also the truth, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It's okay now, Your Highness is sick and can't move, and Miss is also sick." ”

Isn't it?

Fuyu also sighed: "In the past, Miss and His Royal Highness were inseparable, and the two were as good as one person. His Royal Highness suddenly changed from the 'sixth princess' to the seventh prince, and his friend also became his fiancé. This kind of thing, everyone will be confused. Miss must be having a hard time these days. ”

"Fortunately, the queen has given her a marriage. Miss's reputation is undamaged, and it is also a blessing to have such a good fate. ”

"Yes! Except for His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, there is no one in the world who can be worthy of our young lady. ”

The two maids whispered for a moment, and Master Lian came.

Master Lian was quite distressed when he saw that Xie Mingxi was sick like this, and soon decided to stay on the mountain until Xie Mingxi recovered.

Xie Mingxi slept for most of the day, sweated, and drank two bowls of hot porridge after bathing and changing. The whole person's spirit has improved a lot.

Master Lian repeatedly advised: "You can rest in the tent." His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince is taking care of two imperial doctors and chamberlains, and it doesn't matter if you don't have you. ”

Xie Mingxi nodded.

She didn't want to see Sheng Hong now.

Take advantage of this time to avoid a few days and sort out your thoughts.

……

Sheng Hong waited patiently for three days, but there was no trace of Xie Mingxi, and finally couldn't help but ask the imperial doctor: "How is Mingxi's condition?" Okay, no? ”

The same question has to be asked ten or twenty times a day.

The imperial doctor replied with an unhurried smile: "Miss Xie San suffered from the wind chill and was overly worried, so she had a high fever. After drinking the medicine for a day, the fever subsided. It's just that my body hurts my vitality, so I have to rest on the couch for a few days. ”

The same thing was said by the Imperial Doctor dozens of times.

Sheng Hong's ears were almost calloused when he heard this, and he snorted softly: "It's easy to say." It's been three days, and she hasn't recovered yet! ”

In fact, Miss Xie San's body has long been fine.

However, Miss Xie San did not mean to "bring illness" to accompany and take care of the Seventh Prince. How can the doctors speak out? I had to vaguely perfunctory the past.

How could Sheng Hong not understand in his heart?

It's just that he is thirsty and thirsty, but he can't be biased against people, and he is just a few words of anger in his heart.

After another two days, Sheng Hong finally couldn't hold it anymore, and opened his mouth to order the waiter: "Help me collapse." ”

How dare the attendants respond, subconsciously looked at Xiang Hui.

Xiang Hui hurriedly stepped forward and said warmly: "The two imperial doctors have said that His Royal Highness's injuries will have to be recuperated for at least a month before he can be supported by someone to walk around. Only half a month has passed, and His Highness has been patient for the time being. ”

Sheng Hong is determined, obviously not so easy to convince: "It's not like I broke my hands and feet, what do I do lying on the bed all day long." Get out of the way, I'm going to collapse! ”

Dye Mo also stepped forward and persuaded bitterly: "Please put your body first, so that you can recuperate on the bed." ”

Where can he stay?

He hadn't seen Xie Mingxi for five whole days!

In the past three years, he and her have been separated for the longest time, only for a few days during the New Year, and they have never been separated for so long. The taste of longing and thirst is really unbearable.

Sheng Hong was stubborn, and no one could stop him. The attendants didn't dare not help, and when they moved, there was a dull pain in their chests, but fortunately, the wound did not tear and bleed again.

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and the familiar girl's voice sounded: "Who let you stay?" ”(https:)

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