"Your Majesty, my wife is very sick, and the slave has the courage to ask Your Majesty to move and pay a visit."

Looking at the person who suddenly broke out in front of him, Sima Mojian frowned slightly, "Who are you?" ”

"Your Majesty, the slave maid is the palace maid next to Mrs. Li Ji, Mrs. Li Ji has been feverish since the day before yesterday, and she has been groggy several times, and she almost lost her life, Your Majesty, Mrs. Li Ji is so seriously ill, the slave begged Your Majesty to come and visit."

That's right, the person who is kneeling in front of Sima Mo at this moment is Guichun, the personal palace maid beside Mrs. Li Ji.

Hearing this, Sima Mo's face was a little impatient, "Since you are sick, go to the imperial doctor." After the words fell, Sima Mo took a step, and the little eunuchs behind him immediately followed.

"Your Majesty?" Gui Chun saw that Sima Mo was leaving, and he was a little anxious, so he panicked, "Mrs. Li Ji is the niece of the concubine, if Mrs. Li Ji is seriously ill, Your Majesty is so ruthless and does not visit, I am afraid that when the concubine Niangniang comes back from the mosque and hears about it, she will feel embarrassed." ”

Hearing this, Sima Mo paused, then turned around and raised his eyebrows, "Are you threatening me?" ”

Gui Chun was taken aback, "The slave doesn't dare." ”

Her Savior was so anxious that she couldn't help but say such rebellious words, because she knew that the concubine was the person Sima Mo respected the most, and Mrs. Li Ji happened to be the only niece of the concubine.

"I am most tired of others lying, if your wife's illness is not serious, I am the only one who asks, lead the way."

Maybe Sima Mo took care of the concubine, so he temporarily decided to go and visit.

Hearing this, Gui Chun was overjoyed, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty." ”

Soon, the group came to Xianghe Palace along Fengwei Road.

The heavy veils fell, ethereal like clouds.

As soon as Sima Mo stepped into the hall, what he saw was the scene in front of him.

"Your Majesty, the imperial doctor has instructed that the lady should not suffer from the wind, and the slave can only put down these veils, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Sima Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at the figure on the bed in the veil, because it was covered by the veil, so he couldn't see it very clearly.

Retracting his gaze, Sima Mo's dark eyes accidentally fell on the bowl of soup on Nanmu's table.

Seeing this, Gui Chun spoke, "Madame doesn't like the bitter taste of the potion, so she doesn't want to take the medicine." ”

"Gui Chun, cough cough, who's coming?"

Suddenly, Mrs. Li Ji's slightly hoarse voice came from the bed.

"Madam, it's Your Majesty, Your Majesty has come to visit Madame."

"Your Majesty?"

Perhaps it was because he heard that Sima Mo was coming, and Mrs. Li Ji's voice was a surprise that could not be concealed.

Boom.

There was a loud sound, and it was obvious that Mrs. Li Ji had fallen from the bed.

"Ma'am?"

Gui Chun hurriedly lifted the veil and ran in.

Sima Mojian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he couldn't imagine that Mrs. Li Ji was so sick.

Waving the veil, Sima Mo stepped in.

At this time, Gui Chun happened to place Mrs. Li Ji on the bed.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty! ”

When Mrs. Li Ji saw Sima Mo in front of her, she couldn't help but be excited, and wanted to get up and bow down.

"Don't be polite, since you're sick, take a good rest." Sima Mo's cold voice sounded.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Mrs. Li Ji's eyes were misty, "Your Majesty can come to visit the concubine, the concubine is so happy......" While speaking, I saw Mrs. Li Ji wiping the corners of her eyes with a towel.

At this time, the candlestick in front of the bed was reflected on her, and I saw that she was half leaning against the edge of the bed, and only a pink shirt was approved on her body, because the clothes were open, so the inner chest was also looming.