The woman leaning on the bed was dressed in a white middle coat. Her hair was scattered, her face was pale, and even faintly glowed with the same gray, and at first glance she knew that she was seriously ill.

But the beauty is not in the skin, but the other party is so thin and out of shape, but she can still see that she is a beauty in the city.

"Nuan'er." Seeing Mu Qingnuan walking in, Ye Zhixu's eyes warmed.

It's just that when she wanted to wave to Mu Qingnuan and let her come to her side, she couldn't even raise her hand.

Mu Qingnuan's heart was astringent, but she still pulled out a smile, quickly stepped forward, put the decoction in her hand to the side at will, and held Ye Zhixu's hand with both hands, "Mother, Nuan'er is here." ”

Ye Zhixu glanced at the hand that was being held, and his eyes were at the corner of Mu Qingnuan's eyes, "Bring the decoction to my mother to drink." ”

Even if Ye Zhixu didn't say anything, Mu Qingnuan knew that just a glance just now, her mother already knew that she had cried.

Mu Qingnuan picked up the soup and stirred it twice with a soup spoon, and the already strong medicinal smell became heavier and heavier.

She kept her head down and didn't say anything for a long time......

"Nuan'er?" Ye Zhixu shouted.

Mu Qingnuan paused as she stirred the decoction, and looked up at Ye Zhixu, "Mother, this decoction can't cure my mother's illness." ”

She only hated herself for her medical skills, but she couldn't save her mother from fire and water.

"Mother knows." Ye Zhixu was not surprised.

In her early years, her Nuan'er secretly worshipped the national teacher as her teacher, and she knew about studying medicine with the national teacher, and even knew that her Nuan'er was talented, and she had been a teacher in just two years.

After Nuan'er left the school, the decoction she drank was also handled by her Nuan'er, but she also knew it...... At most, these decoctions can only be delayed, but they can't be delayed for long.

Su Jin, who was on the side, heard that even Mu Qingnuan's decoction could not cure Ye Zhixu's illness, and he had already burst into tears.

"This medicine can't cure my mother's illness, but my mother is not incurable." Mu Qingnuan calmed herself down, she put down the decoction, held Ye Zhixu's hand again, and said solemnly: "Mother, you still have to be treated with heart medicine for heart disease." ”

Fourteen years ago, after her mother gave birth to her, she injured her body and never got pregnant again. And her good father accepted Jiang at that time on the grounds that her mother could no longer get pregnant.

Less than seven months after Jiang entered the palace, he gave birth to the eldest son of the prime minister's house, Mu Hirohiko.

The knot in her mother's heart was there at that time, and it was also at that time that she was given bead grass.

Pearls is both a good medicine and a poison.

For ordinary people, pearl heart grass is not only non-toxic, but also a good medicine for blindly nourishing qi and blood. But for those who have knots, it is the most heart-wrenching poison.

If a person has a knot in his heart, after taking Pearls Herb, he will become more and more worried, which is also commonly known as "heart disease". This kind of "heart disease", unless the poisoned person unties the knot, will not rest until death......

The mother who has a knot in her heart, after being hit by the pearl heart grass, her body is getting sicker and weaker, and even to the point that she can no longer get out of bed.

And the person who poisoned her was her good father, who knelt in front of her grandfather, kowtowed, and promised to be a couple with her mother for the rest of his life.

Secret trouble? Ye Zhixu smiled weakly and coughed non-stop.

Mu Qingnuan hurriedly got up and patted Ye Zhixu on the back. Looking at Ye Zhixu's uncomfortable appearance, Mu Qingnuan only felt that her heart was being pricked with a needle, and although it was not necessarily bleeding, it hurt badly.

After a long while, Ye Zhixu relieved himself, and Mu Qingnuan sat down on the edge of the bed again.

"Is it the Jiang family, or is it ......" Ye Zhixu coughed heavily, and his face became more and more ugly, "Your father?" ”

"Mother's ......" Mu Qingnuan did not answer, but the answer was already obvious.

"Your father, you are really ruthless!" Ye Zhixu coughed incessantly.