Mu Mingshu and Zhao Yiheng have been getting along day and night for nearly a year, and they have already developed a habit, and now he is suddenly out on the expedition, so Mu Mingshu is not suitable in the end, but fortunately, Zhao Ziyue is by his side every day, and he can also share a lot of attention.

Zhao Ziyue has been climbing fast for ten months now, and Mu Mingshute has vacated a room in Moyun Hall, which is covered with woolen carpets, and even the chairs have been moved out, leaving only a lot of gadgets made of wood or jade.

The gadgets were polished smoothly and finely, and there was not even a single obvious water chestnut.

Zhao Ziyue grinned and drooled, crawled quickly, saw the thing he liked, sat and held it up to play for a while, and when he got tired of it, he threw away the new thing.

Mu Mingshu took off his shoes, sat on the woolen carpet, looked at Zhao Ziyue twisting his little buttocks and crawling fast, and scolded with a smile: "The guy who likes the new and hates the old." ”

When Wen Xia came in from outside, he saw Zhao Ziyue looking up, crawling to her feet with saliva, pulling her skirt and trying to stand up.

Wen Xia smiled, hugged Zhao Ziyue, and said to Mu Mingshu: "The princess is not early, I want to wash our master and go to bed early." ”

Mu Mingshu stood up from the woolen carpet and took Zhao Ziyue from his arms: "I'll wash him." ”

As he spoke, he took Zhao Ziyue to the bath room, the small wooden basin in the bath room was full of water, and when he took off Zhao Ziyue's clothes and put them in the water, he heard him giggle, grinning and drooling, and a pair of small hands fluttering and playing in the water, making Mu Mingshu's face full of water.

"You little monkey." Mu Mingshu scolded with a smile, washed his body quickly, asked Xia to take out a big cotton towel and wrap Zhao Ziyue tightly, and carried him back to the couch in the house.

took out the warm soft satin clothes for Zhao Ziyue to put on, he thought he was playing with himself, and ran quickly into the couch, giggling incessantly.

When Zhao Ziyue was tired and fell asleep, Mu Mingshu was also tired enough, she tucked the brocade quilt for Zhao Ziyue, and then got up and went to the bathroom to wash up, and when she came out, she saw that Zhao Ziyue had kicked off the brocade quilt, and was lying on top of the brocade quilt on all fours and sleeping soundly.

Asked Xia Xiaoxiao, who came out behind, "Our master's sleeping posture is also heroic." So saying, he stepped forward and hugged him, ready to cover him with the brocade quilt for him.

Only as soon as she touched Zhao Ziyue's face changed, she touched his forehead, and probed the back of his neck, and then said to Mu Mingshu with a panicked expression: "Princess, the little boy has a fever." ”

Mu Mingshu was touching the balsam in front of the dressing table, frowned when he heard the words, and hurriedly got up and walked to the couch to probe his forehead.

Zhao Ziyue has been in good health since she was born, even if she is sick, she only coughs twice, and she will get better after eating two spoonfuls of autumn pear paste, and this fever is the first time.

"Go get a doctor."

Ask Xia to take the order and go, but before he could get out of the door, he heard Mu Mingshu say: "No, you still take the prince's token and go to the palace to ask for a doctor." ”

Although it is normal for a child to be sick, Zhao Ziyue was almost exchanged for Mu Mingshu's life, who doesn't treat him as an eyeball on weekdays, and even a cough on weekdays makes her heart mention it, not to mention that now she is still hot, Mu Mingshu is more and more afraid to despise him.

Asked Xia hurriedly went to the palace to ask for a doctor, but Mu Mingshu held Zhao Ziyue in his arms, and he muttered that he didn't know what to say, she reached out for him to untie his clothes slightly, so as to dissipate heat for him. Now that it was winter, the earth dragon had already burned in the house, Mu Mingshu thought about it and put Zhao Ziyue back on the couch, got up and opened the window, so that the cool breeze could blow in.

The doctor from the Tai Hospital came to take a closer look, and then he was relieved: "It's nothing, I'm just afraid that I am infected with the wind and cold, and it will be good to sweat after taking the patch." ”

As he spoke, he prescribed a prescription and asked someone to grab the medicine.

The potion boiled a whole bowl, black and exuding a bitter taste, Zhao Ziyue was woken up and hazy, coldly stuffed a mouthful of medicine in his mouth, and spit out everything he had eaten during the day at once.

None of the servants in Moyun Hall could survive in peace, so they quickly changed the mattress, wiped Zhao Ziyue's body again and put on clean clothes, and had to coax the medicine to feed it.

Although Zhao Ziyue is still young, he also knows the taste, the black medicinal juice is that adults have to frown and drink it, so that he can't drink it in his mouth, and finally he has to fix him and forcibly pour it down.

Mu Mingshu hugged him, the clothes on her body had already been soaked in medicinal juice and even her shirt was wet, she bit her lip, couldn't bear to look at Zhao Ziyue who was crying in her arms, couldn't help touching his head, and coaxed softly: "Ziyue is good, Ziyue is good, it's good to drink it......"

A bowl of medicine was half drunk and half spilled, and when it was over, he had to clean up the house, wipe Zhao Ziyue again, change his clothes, and call the nurse to come over and hug and feed, but he fell asleep again, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Mu Mingshu was so distressed that he took him from the nurse's hand, hugged him and kissed him again and again, and then put him on the bed.

After a lot of trouble for most of the night, the sky was almost dawn, Mo Yuntang finally calmed down, Mu Mingshu cleaned himself up, lay down next to Zhao Ziyue, touched his hot forehead, his heart was full of sorrow, and reached out to probe the inside of his small clothes, without a trace of sweat.

Ask Xia to lay on the floor in the house, and when he saw that Mu Mingshu looked bad, he asked, "Is the little boy better?" ”

Mu Mingshu shook his head: "No fever, no sweating." ”

"The slave told them to boil another bowl of medicine, but the bowl was only half drunk, maybe the medicine was not enough."

Mu Mingshu only reads medical books on weekdays, not to mention some things that make poison with poison, although she has lived for two lifetimes, it is only the first time to raise a child, and she doesn't like to serve her grandmother, the two grandmothers sent to her by the Liu family first asked her to send her back early when she gave birth to Zhao Ziyue, and this time she wanted to find someone to come up with an idea, so she had to bite her lip and nod her head.

The subordinates in Moyun Hall had just rested, and they were called to dig up and boil the medicine, and when a bowl of medicine came back, the sky was already bright.

Yesterday, there was a night in Moyun Hall, how could there be no rumors in Yushengju, although Su Ruolan didn't ask about things in the house, she still came over early in the morning to take a look.

When I entered the courtyard gate, I smelled a strong smell of medicine, and there was only a sprinkled maid left in the courtyard, but the house was full of a bunch of people, who were holding spittoons and silver basins, but the scene was very spectacular.

I saw that the little Zhao Ziyue was very in good spirits, hanging his head and crying in Mu Mingshu's arms, and Wen Dong, who was standing on the side, was holding a bowl of black medicinal juice in his hand, and he was frowning and not only how to start.

Su Ruolan saluted from afar, and Mu Mingshu didn't even raise his head, only lightly responded.

No one paid attention to Su Ruolan, she didn't feel embarrassed, she walked a few steps forward to Dewendong's side, looked at Zhao Ziyue with gentle eyes, and before she was about to speak, her face changed, and she squatted down abruptly, brushing away Zhao Ziyue's soft short hair.

Mu Mingshu was upset, seeing her so abruptly, he was about to scold, but he heard Su Ruolan speak: "Princess, let's hurry up and call the chief doctor in the palace who is good at pediatrics to take a look, the little boy is only afraid that there will be a splash." ”

Su Ruolan had a splash when she was a child, not only her, but also several girls from the Su family, the first was just a fever, and it looked like a cold, even if she drank the medicine, it was useless, and after a day or two, she began to have red rashes on her face and on the top of her head, one by one, itchy and painful.

It was only when she saw that Zhao Ziyue had a red rash similar to a splash on the top of her hair, and she thought of the symptoms when she was a child.

Mu Mingshu has never made a splash, but he also knows what is a splash, and when he heard this, he also looked at Zhao Ziyue's head, and his face suddenly changed: "Go and ask the imperial doctor." ”

The people in the room all looked solemn, and they didn't even dare to make a sound, this splash is not as bad as smallpox, but it can kill people when it is serious.

What's more, Zhao Ziyue is so small, if he doesn't pay attention or the medicine is wrong, he may be killed at any time.

Imperial Doctor Chen, who is good at pediatrics in Tai Hospital, asked Moshi to pull him all the way back to Rui Wang's Mansion, and before he could catch his breath, he brought him to Mu Mingshu.

Mu Mingshu had red eyes, hugged Zhao Ziyue, and smiled reluctantly: "I'm tired of Imperial Doctor Chen." ”

Imperial Physician Chen waved his hand, hurriedly took the pulse pillow from the medicine box and gave it to Zhao Ziyue to touch the pulse carefully, and carefully checked his body, and finally said: "It's a splash, it's not serious, open some drinks, and then soak in a few baths with medicinal herbs, pay attention to a little, fast is seven days, slow is seventeen, twenty-seven days will be fine." ”

Mu Mingshu nodded hurriedly, and said again: "I'm tired of Imperial Doctor Chen." ”

Imperial Physician Chen prescribed medicine and told some precautions before going back.

There were only three or two maids left in the house who had made a splash, and the others were scattered, Su Ruolan looked haggard at Mu Mingshu, pursed her lips and spoke: "Princess, the concubine also had a splash when she was young, if the princess doesn't dislike it, the concubine is willing to take care of the little son." ”

Mu Mingshu looked at her sideways, and only after a long time did he speak: "Concubine Su is from everyone's background, and this concubine doesn't want to go." ”

This is a direct refusal, this Su Ruolan has been in the Rui Palace's mansion for many days, and has never made trouble, and even thinks about her in everything, although Mu Mingshu is bad for her, but in the end there is still a gap in her heart, in the end, she is still Zhao Yiheng's side concubine.

Su Ruolan was rejected, but she was not annoyed, she only pursed her lips and smiled, and retreated.

The rash on Zhao Ziyue's body came out quickly, and by the evening, his body was already overgrown, and his face, neck, hands, and feet were all red rashes.

This rash gets better quickly, but it is very itchy, Rao is Zhao Ziyue has been disturbed by this itchy feeling, and keeps stretching out his little hand to scratch here and there, Mu Mingshu is worried that he will scratch the rash and leave a scar in the future, so he has to grab his hand. But Zhao Ziyue couldn't scratch it, so he cried, even if he fell asleep, he still cried with his eyes closed, Mu Mingshu couldn't, so he had to walk around the house with him.

For many days, the entire Moyuntang could not live in peace, Mu Mingshu walked around with Zhao Ziyue in his arms during the day, and walked around with him at night, he never even slept a night, and when the heat on Zhao Ziyue's body subsided, the rash slowly disappeared, and when people got up, Mu Mingshu fell ill.