Imperial Physician Liu is much older than Wen Ziran, and has been in the Imperial Hospital for more than ten years, so he naturally recognizes Wen Ziran, and he is also conceited and has good medical skills, but although he does not evaluate Wen Ziran's medical skills, he also sees it in his eyes, and when he says that he is not knowledgeable, Imperial Physician Liu is faintly sweating.

His Royal Highness King Rui is a well-known favorite wife, although there are some rumors outside, from the urgent dispatch of him to treat Princess Rui today, you can know that those rumors outside must be untrue. In addition, the situation between the DPRK and China is undecided, and King Rui is the best among the sons of Emperor Jiawen, if Princess Rui is really good, I am afraid that his head may not be able to be saved.

Because he was not hypocritical, he took out the medicine box and gave Mu Mingshu a pulse, but his brows were wrinkled tighter than Wen Ziran, and he withdrew his hand and arched his hand towards Wen Ziran: "I don't know what kind of medicine the virtuous brother just prescribed to the princess?" ”

Wen Ziran said Fang Cai's prescription once, and Imperial Doctor Liu thought about it carefully, and only said: "Try it first, I have never seen this symptom of the princess in my life." ”

Wen Ziran has seen it, when the first Mu Mingshu gave birth to Zhao Ziyue, he couldn't survive when he saw it, but then he suddenly got better for some reason. This time it might have been the same as the last time, but he was terrified that it was different from the last time.

The medicine he prescribed was just a fever-reducing one, and it was unknown if it would work, but what else could he do now? But a dead horse should be a live horse doctor.

Mu Mingshu burned for three days, talking nonsense all day and night, and couldn't hear a word clearly, Wen Ziran and Imperial Physician Liu stayed in Rui Wang's Mansion for three days, and those prescriptions for reducing fever were almost exhausted, and it was not good to see that it was good, but she suddenly got better. The pulse was stable, the body temperature was normal, and the vague nonsense was not spoken, and the breathing was even as if he was asleep.

Imperial Physician Liu wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked Wen Ziran tentatively: "Is this okay, princess?" ”

Wen Ziran wasn't sure if Mu Mingshu was really good, so he just said, "Let's wait until she's sober." ”

When Mu Mingshu woke up, the sky in Dadu had changed, and the heavy snow was flying, and he could only hear the death knell in the palace ringing one by one, and when the bell was finished, Miaoqin came in from outside with some uncertainty: "Princess, the emperor has died?" ”

Mu Mingshu said softly "um" and didn't speak again, remembering the last time the death knell rang, but a few months ago, but what turned her life upside down was only overnight.

She looked out the window at the white expanse, her heart was suddenly a little confused, she had been so sick for the past few days that she didn't know who was going to know, but she could also hear from the mouths of those maids and women that Zhao Yiheng didn't come back to take a look, she was a little uncertain and thought: This country is probably the most important.

Su Ruolan heard the death knell, held an oil-paper umbrella, stepped on the thick snow and came to Moyun Hall, and the maid under the corridor collected the umbrella for her, took the cloak and went into the house.

The floor heating in the house was extremely vigorous, and he couldn't even wear thick clothes, but Mu Mingshu was lying on the couch, covered with a Zhang Jin quilt and Zhang mink, and he had to hold the stove in his hands.

As soon as Su Ruolan saw her terrifyingly pale face, she couldn't help but feel sad, such a good person, suddenly became sick like that, and she almost had to prepare for the future.

She stepped forward to tighten the quilt for Mu Mingshu, and said with concern: "Now that you are not in good health, you should pay more attention." ”

Mu Mingshu pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "I know, Ziyue hasn't grown up yet, I won't die at this time and let him end up losing his mother at a young age." ”

In the previous life, Emperor Jiawen died in the spring of next year, and she followed closely behind, and she dreamed of many things in her previous life for no reason, some beautiful and some tragic, which made her miserable, and she almost really died in a dream and never woke up again.

Even now, she is still thinking about whether she will die after Emperor Jiawen like in her previous life, and she has even begun to plan for Zhao Ziyue's future, and she doesn't know if it will be too late.

Su Ruolan heard Mu Mingshu's words, but it was not easy to answer, so she only said: "The death knell in the palace has sounded again, this time it is true." ”

Mu Mingshu deserved: "It's true, tell everyone to get ready." ”

The mastermind of the rebellion and the judges have all been dealt with cleanly, and there is no need to play again to capture the old man, so Emperor Jiawen is really dead this time.

"I see, and this is a way for people to go down and prepare." Su Ruolan responded, and said a few words to Mu Mingshu, and seeing that she was tired, she hurriedly went down to make arrangements.

Seeing Su Ruolan leave, Mu Mingshu shrank into the quilt with the stove in his arms, and fell asleep after a while. Zhao Ziyue gently lifted the curtain and came in, and when she saw her mother lying down, she was a little sad and flattened, so she stepped forward and stretched out her hand to probe under her snort, and confirmed that she was still breathing, but then she quietly withdrew with red eyes.

In the past few days when Mu Mingshu was ill, he served Zhao Ziyue's wonderful books and paintings and said to him: "Don't worry, little boy, the princess is just a little uncomfortable, just wait for two days." ”

Although he didn't know how uncomfortable this discomfort was, he heard the two little maids discussing in private, and one of them said, "I don't know if the princess can pass this hurdle." ”

The other also said: "But no, if you really go like this, isn't it pitiful to leave the little boy alone?" ”

He still didn't understand these words, but he kept them in his heart, and when the Liu family brought Mu Mingyuan to visit Mu Mingshu, he asked Mu Mingyuan in private: "Little uncle, what do you mean by going?" ”

Mu Mingyuan has been studying for a few years, and he has always had a heart-to-heart relationship with Zhao Ziyue, and he knew what he said as soon as he rolled his eyes, so he cleared his throat and said with the appearance of a little adult: "It's just dead." ”

"What's dead?"

This question is a bit Mu Mingyuan, he thought for a long time before he thought: "It's just like Dabai, dead, out of breath, and can't see anymore." ”

Da Bai is a meat cat, which was given to him by Mu Mingshu, and it is psychic, you talk to it as if it understands, Zhao Ziyue also likes it, but Da Bai has only one, and he has to hug Da Bai and kiss and touch it every time he goes to Mu Mansion.

Later, it suddenly disappeared, and a mother-in-law said that Da Bai had eaten something bad and died, and Zhao Ziyue didn't understand what death was at that time, but he hadn't seen Da Bai since then.

Now that Mu Mingyuan said it, he understood that he might never see his mother again in the future, and he would never see him again like Da Bai, and he felt uncomfortable when he thought of this, and he wanted to shed tears, but he remembered that his mother said that men had tears and did not flick, so he held back again, and only asked in a soft voice with red eyes and a little choked: "Then how do you know if you are angry?" ”

This Mu Mingyuan knew that he taught Zhao Ziyue: "If you put your hand under your nose, you will know if you are angry." ”

Zhao Ziyue has the same example, thinking that if he puts his hand under his nose and probes, he will know if his mother will leave him, because in the days when Mu Mingshu was sick, he always avoided everyone to visit his mother and relatives.

Even now that Mu Mingshu has woken up, he is not at ease, and when he sees her lying down, he has to go to explore, and he can only feel at ease when he has breath.

Although Zhao Ziyue is small, he knows a lot of things, his father was always smiling in the past, and his mother was also gentle and amiable, I don't know why suddenly they didn't meet or talk, even if there was no smile on their faces.

Although the people in the mansion are still the same as before, he can also feel that it seems to be different now, but he can't say how different it is.

Mu Mingshu slept until the evening, felt a little refreshed, got up and accompanied Zhao Ziyue to eat together, checked his homework again, and saw that he had studied well, so he smiled: "Ziyue is really amazing." ”

Zhao Ziyue liked Mu Mingshu to laugh like this, and laughed with herself, and looked at Mu Mingshu's face again and said, "Mother, can Ziyue sleep with you tonight?" ”

Because Mu Mingshu has been sick, and he is afraid that Zhao Ziyue will be sick too much, the mother and son will no longer be able to sleep in the same room. But looking at Zhao Ziyue's emaciated face, Mu Mingshu couldn't say anything to refuse, only nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Reached out again and scratched his nose, and said with a smile: "That Ziyue can't kick the quilt." ”

But at night, when Mu Mingshu suddenly woke up, she felt that Zhao Ziyue stretched out her hand to probe the tip of her nose to see if there was any breath, she was startled, and called softly: "Ziyue, what are you doing?" ”

Zhao Ziyue closed her eyes and was still dreaming, but said vaguely: "I'm afraid I'll never see my mother again." ”

Just this sentence made Mu Mingshu cry so much that she couldn't help herself, she hugged Zhao Ziyue in her arms, patted his back gently, and waited until her emotions calmed down before she whispered: "My son, my mother will definitely not leave you." ”

Emperor Jiawen died, and the whole country mourned for 27 days, music, marriage, official suspension for 100 days, and military and civilian ceremonies for 1 month. Within 100 days, the ticket book is written with a blue pen, and the text is moved to a blue seal, and slaughter is prohibited for 49 days

Because Emperor Jiawen left an edict, the government affairs of the DPRK and China were handled by Zhao Yiheng, and he waited until the funeral was completed and the enthronement ceremony was completed.

When it came to the end of the year, Zhao Yiheng officially ascended the throne, but did not change the year name.

Mu Mingshu and Zhao Ziyue's mother and son both used the excuse of recuperation, and never left the Rui Wangfu until Zhao Yiheng ascended the throne on the second day, and the holy decree after the seal went all the way from the palace gate to the Rui Wangfu, which was eye-catching.

Mu Mingshu was basking in the sun in the small garden of Moyuntang at that time, and when he heard the news, he only smiled reluctantly, slowly got up from the rocking chair, and went directly to the front hall to receive orders without bothering to change his clothes.

The eunuch respectfully read out the holy decree, and said with a smile that he couldn't see his teeth: "Congratulations to the queen mother, congratulations to the queen mother." He also said: "The emperor hopes that Niangniang will enter the palace as soon as possible, and the ceremony after the closure still needs to be prepared." ”

Miaoqin hurriedly stepped forward to reward the purse, and then heard Mu Mingshu say lightly: "I know, my father-in-law went back and told the emperor that he would enter the palace tomorrow." ”

Regarding Mu Mingshu's unhappy attitude, the eunuch did not study it carefully, and respectfully responded before returning to the palace to resume his life.

But when Zhao Yiheng heard this, he was angry.