Murong Xi couldn't stay in Murong for a long time, so he had to return to Muguo with a lot of questions.

She really wanted to go to Su Xianzhi to ask for clarification, but now that it was the end of the year, Changyin Pavilion had not opened its doors to do business, so she had to be so puzzled.

Xu has been thinking about his mother recently, Murong Xi only feels very tired all over his body, and his mind is also buzzing, and he can't help rubbing his forehead uncomfortably.

Ye Zi saw the tiredness of his master, and his heart was full of worry, so he only called the maid to bring warm water to bathe him to relieve his fatigue.

Murong Xi's whole body was soaked in warm water, and the heat of Yuan Na blurred her face, and Ye Zi gently pinched her shoulders for her.

Murong Xi raised his eyes and glanced at the charcoal stove on the side.

The rare charcoal was lit in it, and the bright sparks burst into the sparkling fire, which was so warm, but her mother ......

Bai's face popped up in his mind again.

As if the last pride, she wore the only remaining dress, smoothing out the fine lines at the hem of the skirt little by little. Tracing the makeup with inferior rouge, and using that last hairpin to tie up the long hair.

She always firmly believed that the man she loved would come to the cold palace to see her.

She wants to maintain her own modesty, and also maintain the last pride of her son.

Murong Xi's heart suddenly ached.

The whole person was in a daze.

Ye Zi was worried about her master's condition all day long, and deliberately brought her favorite food from Murong, but she was tasteless, and her face was sad all day long.

"Princess." Ye Zi took Murong Xi's hand, looked at her worriedly, and said, "Princess, you have to take care of yourself before you can think of a way to help the noble concubine Niangniang and the third prince." ”

Murong Xi was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the side to eat, but he couldn't raise his appetite at all.

Ye Xing carefully took a piece of pastry and sent it to Murong Xi, and said, "Princess, this is your favorite hazelnut cake." ”

Murong Xi was stunned for a moment, seeing the worry in Ye Zi's eyes.

She took a deep breath, but the pastry was churning in her stomach, she hurriedly turned her head to vomit out all the contents in her mouth, and Ye Zi hurriedly handed over the water glass.

Murong Xi's pretty face turned pale, and he only took a handkerchief to wipe the filth at the corner of his lips.

"Princess, the slave will go and ask the imperial doctor for you!"

With that, the soles of the leaves slipped out as if they were oiled.

Murong Xi was stunned for a moment, and only stroked his lower abdomen blankly.

In her previous life, she was a pregnant woman, and she felt very familiar with this feeling, thinking of her menstrual affairs that seemed to have not come for more than a month, she couldn't help but blush, and the worry in her heart was replaced by a little sweetness.

Not long after the leaves went, someone pushed the door in.

The first to bear the brunt was Mu Qing, who was supposed to be in the imperial study at this time to correct government affairs, he looked anxiously at Murong Xi who was sitting on the soft cushion, looked at her complexion, and reached out to probe her forehead, looking very anxious.

Behind him was Ye Zi, who was urging the old man with white hair beside him to hurry up.

The old man smiled on his face, panting and entering the Qingshu Pavilion, and before he could kneel down, he was stopped by Mu Qing: "Etiquette is not important, come and see the princess." ”

The old man hurriedly said yes, and prepared the items used for pulse diagnosis, and the old finger rested on Murong Xi's thin wrist, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Mu Qing frowned, and the leaves on the side anxiously pulled the handkerchief in his hand.

I saw that the old man frowned and nodded for a while, and couldn't help but be confused.

Murong Xi was even more nervous in his heart, for fear that it would not be the result of his own guess.

"Imperial Physician Wang, this ......"

"Congratulations to the Regent, congratulations to the Princess." The imperial physician knelt down with a happy face, "The princess is happy." ”

Hearing this, the three of them were stunned.

Murong Xi gently stroked his lower abdomen.

Her resignation is back.