What did Yan Yuan's judgment think, Wen Ziran didn't know, he was arranging for the entire Mu family to move to Suzhou these days, he was so busy every day that he went to bed early, and suddenly heard the porter report that someone from the palace was coming and he was startled, for fear that Mu Mingshu would have trouble with Zhao Yiheng again.

Yang Qinghe, who heard the movement, also thought of Wen Ziran together, and hurriedly got up, and said while waiting for Wen Ziran to change clothes: "Do I want to go into the palace to have a look." And said: "Cousin is really, Sister Mingshu's heart is not happy, doesn't he know to let it go all of a sudden?" ”

Wen Ziran was still impatient, and Yang Qinghe laughed at the two sentences, he stretched out his hand and nodded his wife's nose and said with a smile: "She is my sister, you are my wife, if you call her sister, then how can I call her?" ”

Yang Qinghe obviously didn't expect Wen Ziran to say this to her at this time, and he was stunned for a while and blushed and spat him: "I, I'm not used to it." Seeing Wen Ziran with a smile on his face, he pushed him again: "Don't talk about this, you go and see what the matter is, and if there is news, call someone to talk to me." He added: "The people in the palace are in such a hurry, they must have alarmed my uncle and aunt." ”

"Got it." Wen Ziran stretched out his hand and patted her head, smiled dotingly, and then hurriedly walked out of the yard.

Wen Ziran went to the front hall, only to see a little eunuch pacing back and forth uneasily, seeing Wen Ziran from afar, he was not formal, he took a few steps forward and grabbed him and left, saying as he walked: "Wen Gongzi, you are here, quickly follow the slave into the palace, the queen is not good"

When Wen Ziran heard this, his heart jumped violently, and he stopped with the eunuch and asked carefully: "Father-in-law, slow down, no matter how anxious you are, you have to tell Wen what happened to the queen." ”

The eunuch was so anxious that his eyebrows burned, and he was angry when he saw that Wen Ziran was still unhurried, but when he thought that he was a doctor, if there was any life-saving medicine or habitual things that leaked, wouldn't it be delayed when the time came.

Thinking of this, he immediately retracted his anger, and made a long story short about Mu Mingshu's illness, and said: "If Gongzi Wen has anything to take, take it into the palace together, the queen's mother's illness is now helpless in the palace, you better hurry up, if there is any mother, we will not have a way to live." ”

Wen Ziran frowned, thinking about the eunuch's words carefully in his mind, and hurriedly said: "Wen will go with his father-in-law this time." Then he said to the servant who was waiting on the side: "I'll enter the palace this time, and you go and bring my medicine box." ”

The little Si Lian sounded yes and ran to get the medicine box.

Wen Ziran didn't wait for him, and directly followed the father-in-law who passed the word into the palace first, as for the medicine box, he didn't really need it, but it was just so that Yang Qinghe could know what it was.

And in the imperial study, Zhao Yiheng was restless, Mu Mingshu was sick last night, although he didn't care, he couldn't sleep all night, he thought that he finally slept peacefully today, but he didn't know that there was an accident in Kunning Palace before he was asleep.

He put on his clothes and got up, and waited for half an hour without any news, so he simply freshened up and sat up and looked at the music, but there was something in his heart, where could those things be seen, but he just held them in his hands and made a show.

Wanfu walked out of Kunning Palace with an anxious look on the moonlight, trotted all the way back to the imperial study, and knelt down in front of Zhao Yiheng: "Your Majesty, the strict court ruled that the queen's illness was the same as yesterday, and he had already ordered someone to invite Gongzi Wen." ”

Zhao Yiheng's expression was solemn, and he didn't have much emotion when he saw it, but the bones of his hand were slightly white, and he endured it and didn't get up, but said, "I know." ”

Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, I suddenly felt scared.

Zhao Ziyue stood silently in the corner of the side hall and pricked up his ears to listen to the doctors discuss the condition, a pair of eyes were red and red, and the wonderful book searched for a long time to find him, and when he saw this appearance, he was busy pulling him out of the side hall.

"The eldest prince, you don't want to be like this, Niangniang may have a good night, you don't have to worry too much."

Zhao Ziyue didn't answer, everyone understands the truth, but once the matter is put on himself, what use can those truths be. He is a filial and affectionate person, brought up by Mu Mingshu since he was a child, and has the deepest relationship with her, as long as he thinks of his mother, his throat is uncomfortable.

Although Miaoshu is a clever girl, she will not be comforted in this kind of thing, and she didn't know what to say when she saw that Zhao Ziyue didn't speak, so she only turned around and took a cloak to put it on him, and stood under the porch with him.

When Wen Ziran strode into Mu Mingshu's bedroom, he saw Zhao Ziyue standing motionless under the corridor with red eyes, he climbed the stairs, stopped in front of Zhao Ziyue, and said softly: "Don't stand here, in case you suffer from the cold, your mother will be distressed if she knows it." ”

Hearing the familiar voice, with a stubborn Zhao Ziyue's eyes, he raised his eyes to look at Wen Ziran, he couldn't hold back his tears anymore, and the fragility that a child should have suddenly emanated: "Uncle, mother, she"

The warm palm caressed his head, and Wen Ziran smiled warmly: "Men don't flick when they have tears, don't do this." He added: "Your mother is a persistent person, and she will definitely not be defeated by an illness." ”

Zhao Ziyue tried to collect her tears, but she didn't catch them, and said with some sobs: "Ziyue, I'm afraid"

Wen Ziran couldn't help but sigh a little, this child is not very old, but he has experienced a lot of things, he was still a little childish when he was raised in Rui Wangfu, but since he entered the palace, he has become older and older, and I am afraid that he will only show this fragile state in front of outsiders when he is seriously ill in the face of Mu Mingshu.

"You go and accompany your father, he must not have slept this time, he is the most well-informed there."

Zhao Yiheng is attentive to Mu Mingshu, Wen Ziran still knows more or less, but now that the husband and wife have become suspicious and quarrelsome, they outsiders are not easy to interfere no matter how anxious they are.

"Go ahead." Wen Ziran said again, and then he took a step towards the hall, don't look at the chaos in this Kunning Palace, as if Mu Mingshu was really about to die, but Wen Ziran was not frightened by this matter in his heart, he faintly felt that Mu Mingshu's sudden illness was a little strange, as if he was sick for the sake of illness.

Zhao Ziyue watched Wen Ziran enter the hall with tears in her eyes, and wanted to follow up to take a look, but she was afraid of causing chaos to the people inside, so she finally wiped a handful of tears from her face with the back of her hand and rushed to the imperial study.

Zhao Yiheng was distracted with the fold, and he heard a shout outside: "The eldest prince." Seeing Zhao Ziyue crying like a tearful person, he threw himself into his arms.

He was shocked in his heart, thinking that it was not because Mu Mingshu had an accident that made Zhao Ziyue so sad, but when he thought that if something really happened, someone would definitely report it first, so he stabilized his mind.

Zhao Ziyue threw herself into Zhao Yiheng's arms, crying more and more like a child, and when she got to the back, she twitched and twitched, even royal etiquette, men have tears and don't flick and so on.

Zhao Yiheng felt quite uncomfortable in his heart, endured the thought of getting up and going to Kunning Palace, gently stroked his back, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong, who bullied you?" ”

Zhao Ziyue shook her head, grabbed Zhao Yiheng's clothes and twitched them, and only after half a sound did she slow down a little and said: "Dad, mother" As soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything again.

"Your mother is fine, she is not in good health, and every time she has a small illness or pain, she is so laborious." Zhao Yiheng maintained a smile on his face, as if he was saying another sparse and ordinary thing.

"You're lying." Zhao Ziyue blinked and forced the tears in her eyes out, which made her eyes clearer: "Ziyue obviously heard those people say that her mother is going to die." Speaking of death, he thought about the serious illness of Mu Mingshu at this time last year, and the little maid in the palace was still whispering behind his back that his mother was going to die, and the tears that he could not hold back suddenly couldn't hold back again.

Zhao Yiheng heard a dead word, the whole person was stunned, only to feel that his breathing was a little short, his hands were propped up on the imperial case, his nails were deeply buckled into the board, and his voice was hoarse but with a sharp color: "Where did you hear these words?" Who would dare to say that your mother is going to die? ”

Zhao Ziyue has rarely seen Zhao Yiheng have such a big fire since he was a child, and he was suddenly frightened, and then cried: "Isn't it? ”

Zhao Yiheng didn't look at him, his eyes suddenly lost focus, and he lowered his red eyes and said in a low voice: "No, your mother won't die, she won't ruthlessly abandon our father and son." After a pause, he said: "There is also the Mu family, she will not leave the Mu family, no, she will not die." ”

In Kunning Palace, Mu Mingshu was lying on the bed, his cheeks were red, his lips were peeling, and he was only spitting out the word "pain" from his mouth in a daze.

Zhao Yiheng had already heard the Yan Yuan judge Mu Mingshu's illness talk once, and this time he rolled up his sleeves and carefully felt the pulse for her, and the Yan Yuan judge who was standing on the side saw that his brows were getting tighter and tighter, and his heart was also up and down, you must know that he tied all his hopes to Wen Ziran, if Wen Ziran couldn't, then the life of a doctor like them in the hospital would not be counted.

But no matter how anxious he was, he didn't dare to speak, so he waited for Wen Ziran to withdraw his hand, and then respectfully invited him to talk outside.

Wen Ziran didn't talk nonsense with him, and said, "Lord Yan, there is nothing Shu Ziran can do. ”

Yan Yuan opened his mouth, and swallowed the words that he was about to ask, and listened to Wen Ziran again: "The patient can only prescribe the right medicine when he is sick, but the queen's pulse is stable, and there is no trace of impropriety. ”

Yan Yuanju sighed deeply, and his hands trembled slightly: "The old man doesn't know, it's just that the queen's body is so inappropriate, there must be an explanation." ”

Wen Ziran laughed in his heart, since he was not sick, how could there be a statement, all this was just a bureau, he glanced sideways at the brightly lit room, and finally sighed: "Since you can't, you can only wait for the morning to see how the queen is." ”

What else can be done?

Finally, Huang Tian lived up to his wishes, and when the sky was white, Zhao Yiheng, who was sitting in the imperial study, heard Wanfu hurriedly report: "Your Majesty, Prince Wen asked to see him, saying that the queen mother woke up." ”