Two days later, Wang Shuqi fell ill.

At about three o'clock, Qingyun got up to catch Doubao's urine, and heard a piercing knock on the door from outside the door.

A room full of people was woken up, Ziling came out with a palm lamp, and the person who knocked on the door was Yinzhi.

"Mrs. Song, Mrs. Song, go and take a look, my young lady is sick, and now she is burning very badly, please go and take a look."

When Qingyun heard this, she hurriedly put on her clothes and went to the ground, and Guo's mother came in to help her get dressed, "Madam, do you need to call someone to prepare the car?" ”

"Let's see." Qingyun frowned, "Did Miss Wang drink the decoction to prevent plague yesterday?" ”

"I personally brought it, and the girl said that Miss Wang was painting, and the decoction was simmering on the stove first, and then drinking it after the painting was finished."

"So you didn't see her drink in your stomach?"

Guo's mother lowered her head in shame, and Qingyun said again, "You don't have to blame yourself, she can find a hundred reasons if she wants to drink it, I'm afraid that Jin Zhi said something embarrassing for you, mother, don't take it to heart." ”

Yinzhi waited in the outhouse for a long time before she saw Qingyun Shanshan come out, her eyes were red, and tears came out of her eyes, "Madam, please find a Langzhong for my young lady, she has a very bad fever, what if she gets the plague?" ”

"Yinzhi, don't be impatient, I'll go over and see Miss Wang now."

Pushing open the door of the east wing, I only felt that the heat wave was coming, and the charcoal fire in the brazier on the ground was vigorous.

"Miss Wang?"

On the kang, Wang Shuqi closed his eyes tightly, his cheeks were crimson, and the broken hair on his forehead was wet with sweat and clinged to his face, while Jin Zhi desperately covered her with a quilt.

"What are you doing?" Qingyun's face changed, she had just come in from outside, and she suddenly noticed a strange smell in the air.

"Ziling, push the window open a crack, and take this brazier farther away, and dust some water on the ground."

She glanced at Jin Zhi, "Don't cover your young lady with so many quilts, sweating too much is easy to cause heat and fright." ”

"What?"

When Jin Zhi saw her pulling the quilt down, he was so angry that he forgot his identity and came up to push Song Qingyun away.

"Bad-hearted woman, Song Qingyun, you are too vicious, my young lady is a daughter, she is the pearl of the governor's palm, not to mention the torture she has suffered here, and now she still wants to kill her, I am desperate with you, woo, you return my young lady's life."

She slammed her head down and slammed into Song Qingyun, her defenseless body tilted, and she fell according to the brazier on the ground, if it weren't for the quick reaction of the plain clothes who came in, it would be inevitable that her back would be burned.

"What nonsense? Mrs. Song is right, the charcoal fire is so hot, the doors and windows are closed tightly, do you want Miss Wang to suffocate to death? ”

Su Yi is from King Jing's Mansion, so Jin Zhi obediently closed his mouth and didn't dare to refute her, and Qingyun glanced at the people in the house with a headache.

"Mother Guo, go get a basin of cold water first."

"Yinzhi, change Miss Wang's dry clothes."

She looked back at Su Yi, "Miss Su Yi, I have to trouble you to go to the city and invite Yang Langzhong over to show Miss Wang." ”

Su Yi nodded, went out to put on the carriage and left quickly.

Inside the house, Qingyun wanted to wipe Wang Shuqi's body with his own hands, but Yinzhi took the cotton cloth handkerchief first.

"Mrs. Song, I understand what you mean, it's better for me to take care of my young lady."

Song Qingyun didn't insist, so he asked the kitchen to boil a pot of ginger soup and drank a bowl of cold for each person.

"Jin Zhi, when did your young lady get sick?" Qingyun sat on the Taishi chair beside him, staring at Jin Zhi and asked.

"Hmph, what do you mean by that now? Is it proud that I finally tossed my sick lady? ”

"You speak politely, when did my young lady toss your young lady?" Zi Ling's mouth is not forgiving, and she hates Wang Shuqi's master and servant on weekdays, and at this time, Jin Zhi rushed to Qingyun to splash dirty water, and she naturally sneered at each other and scolded her.

When the two of them were almost scolded, Qingyun slapped the table and opened his eyes angrily, "You two don't have a master in your eyes, right?" If you quarrel again, go out and argue. ”

Seeing this, Yinzhi quietly pushed a handful of golden branches, asked her to take care of Wang Shuqi, and came over by herself and said, "My young lady has been overworked these days, and she can't sleep well at night, so she got a cold." ”

Qingyun raised her eyes and looked at Yinzhi, this is to give her words, the implication is that Song Qingyun tossed her and asked her to teach Zhao Mingzhu to learn Lao Shizi Chinese painting, what kind of calligraphy to practice, where did the delicate young lady suffer such grievances? It's no wonder if you're not sick!

Qingyun didn't defend that she didn't toss Wang Shuqi, she did it on purpose, what's wrong? I can't stand it, you can roll up and go back to your Wang Mansion to be the eldest lady, why bother to put on an inspirational look here, isn't this a death to suffer a crime?

"Did your young lady drink a decoction to prevent wind and cold yesterday? I specially instructed Guo's mother to add warm and tonic herbs to it, because I was worried that Miss Wang would miss her parents and get sick from the fire, but unfortunately she was still infected with wind and cold. ”

Yinzhi looked at her in astonishment, thinking that Song Qingyun's ability to reverse black and white was really staggering, obviously she deliberately asked Zhao Mingzhu to anger her own miss, but now she said that she was considerate and cared for, fortunately, Miss was sick and confused, if she heard such words, it would be strange if she was not angry and vomited blood.

"Mrs. Song, my young lady is sick like this, I'm afraid I can't teach Miss Zhao anymore, please ask Mrs. Gao Ming."

"Miss Silverbranch is really loyal, I will consider your suggestion, you go and take care of your young lady first."

For more than half an hour, Yang Langzhong hurriedly came, and without wiping his sweat, he checked Wang Shuqi's pulse through the curtain.

"Evil qi enters the body, the guard qi is not solid, and the qi stasis and blood deficiency are consistent with the symptoms of the current plague."

Yang Langzhong looked at Qingyun in surprise, "Didn't I prescribe preventive medicine?" How can you still be infected? ”

Qingyun shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "Who knows?" Maybe Miss Wang is delicate and vulnerable. ”

Guo's mother quietly stepped forward and whispered to her, "I found the poured decoction at the root of the back wall of the east wing, and it seems that she hasn't drunk it for the past three days." ”

"Huh? You watched her drink it two days ago. ”

"yes!" Guo's mother also wondered, she did watch her drink it with her own eyes, and then came out with an empty bowl.

"Hehe, in this way, Miss Wang vomited out the decoction she ate in her stomach again, why did she suffer? I added precious astragalus and angelica to it, and it shouldn't disappoint my kindness! ”

"Oh, this young lady is really ruthless to herself, Amitabha, how can she not think about it?" Guo's mother folded her hands and prayed sincerely for her.

When Yang Langzhong's diagnosis and treatment were completed, the sky was already bright, and Qingyun left him to eat at home, and after looking around, Qingyun frowned, "What about Miss Mingzhu?" Why haven't you gotten up yet? ”