In the afternoon, Lan Cairen heard the news and came to visit Yuehua, but naturally he was blocked outside and could not enter.

The two of them spoke across the high wall and the courtyard gate, and they needed to raise their voices, and they couldn't say anything considerate, Lan Cairen cried and cried, and said it very vaguely, but Yuehua immediately understood.

Only then did she know that the Queen Mother was so angry that she was sick in bed, and Mo Guhan stayed by the bedside every step of the way, so she couldn't come to visit her. Mo Guhan had no choice but to come over and pass the word, so that Yuehua could take care of herself, and she must not be sick.

Yuehua was relieved, and was a little excited for no reason. The queen mother's body has always been well maintained, and she rarely has headaches and brain fevers, but this time she suddenly fell ill and was sick in bed.

She realized Mo Guhan's intentions for herself from the news brought by Lan Cairen, and felt that even if she couldn't escape this catastrophe safely, it was worth it. I was worried that Mo Guhan was in a hurry, so I hurriedly persuaded Lan Cairen, asking her to bring a message to Mo Guhan, don't come to Qingqiu Palace, everything is fine, and I will take care of myself.

Lan Cai didn't dare to stay in Qingqiu Palace for a long time, after all, the Queen Mother was sick, and she also had to serve the decoction in front of her, if the Queen Mother knew, she would inevitably be angry with her.

As the saying goes, happiness and sorrow may be what it means, Yuehua rested for a night, and when he got up on the second day, his head was a little uncomfortable, and he was dizzy, and when he raised his head, he felt like he was turning over the river and the sea, and he wanted to gag.

Her heart sank, and she already had a vague premonition of being extremely bad, and she raised her head strongly, her throat was itchy, and she couldn't help coughing lightly.

Xiangshen heard the movement, and walked in with a curtain: "Niangniang, are you awake?" ”

As soon as Yuehua raised her hand, she stopped her: "Don't come in!" ”

Xiang Shen was stunned, a little inexplicable: "What's wrong?" ”

As soon as Yuehua was excited, she couldn't help but cough lightly, Xiang Shen couldn't help but change color, stepped forward in three or two steps, supported her body, reached out to test the temperature of her forehead, took a step back in shock, ran out of the door in a panic, and slammed the door of Zhou Yuan's temporary shelter.

Zhou Yuan got out of bed, opened the door, and saw that it was Xiangshen, so he was a little strange: "What's the matter, Miss Xiangshen?" ”

Xiangshen was so anxious that she cried: "Lord Zhou, hurry up and go see Niangniang, she also started to have a fever." ”

Zhou Yuan was stunned for a moment, this was what he was most worried about, if the queen had any three strengths and two weaknesses, all his efforts would be in vain, and the bamboo basket would be empty.

At the same time, he was also a little puzzled, this illness was obviously not the plague, how could the people in the Qingqiu Palace still have attacks one after another? It seems to be contagious.

The matter was urgent, he didn't dare to delay, and after following Xiang Shen, he no longer shy away from it, and went straight into the Yuehua Nuan Pavilion.

The brocade tent on the kang had been put down again, and Yuehua smiled weakly: "Lord Zhou, there is no need to diagnose, it should be infected with plague." ”

Zhou Yuan was particularly attentive at this time: "Niangniang don't worry, even if it is really the plague, it is not completely impossible." ”

Yuehua waved her hand dejectedly: "Seal the warm pavilion of the palace, let them not come in to serve, so as not to drag more people down." Lord Zhou, you should also retreat. You are the hope of all of us, and you must not be okay. ”

Yuehua's words made Zhou Yuan a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help but blurt out the truth.

"The villain is not afraid, the food gentleman shares the king's worries, and it is the villain's duty to go to the soup for the mother."

After that, he couldn't help but step forward, insisting on diagnosing Yuehua's pulse, and determined that it was the same disease, and for a while, the six gods had no master, so they could only temporarily consider a prescription, hand it over to Xiangshen, and order the guards outside the palace to go to the Tai Hospital to recapture the medicine.

Xiang Shen was so anxious that he couldn't bear the sin on behalf of Yuehua, so he ran to the side and cried secretly, and the entire Qingqiu Palace was once again shrouded in a layer of gloom and misery.

The news that Yuehua was infected with the epidemic was not trivial, and it soon spread to the Ruian Palace, and Mo Gu's heart was as cold as frying oil, and he was anxious like ants in a hot pot.

He really had a hard day, he was worried about Yuehua, but he was restrained by the Queen Mother.

The Empress Dowager also stood on the same barrier as the Empress Dowager, and sent people to surround the Qingqiu Palace, resolutely not letting him get close to half a step.

He stayed in front of the Queen Mother inch by inch, and Concubine Ling guarded him inch by inch.

The Empress Dowager allowed him to deal with the government in the outer hall of Ruian Palace, and announced that he could not take a step out of Ruian Palace, let alone get close to Qingqiu Palace.

Now that he got the news that Yuehua was infected with the disease, he was at a loss, and he was a little difficult to sleep, and he began to cough lightly when he was in the dark, and his face was not good-looking.

The Queen Mother had just heard that Yuehua had an accident, and she was secretly gloating in her heart, and when she saw that he was unwell, she immediately felt a little frightened, and hurriedly ordered the imperial doctor to come and see her.

The imperial doctor came in a panic, looked at it carefully, and didn't see what kind of illness Mo Guhan had? But looking at his sick and haggard appearance, it is clear that the dragon's body is not safe. The imperial doctor thought about it and didn't dare to make a diagnosis for a while.

The Queen Mother was anxious, propped up half of her body from the bed, and when she saw that the imperial doctor was silent, she became more and more flustered. As soon as the plague was said in the past two days, the whole palace was noisy, and the grass and trees were all soldiers, how could she not be worried?

The Queen Mother asked repeatedly, but the imperial doctor couldn't diagnose the condition, so she began to observe her words. The queen mother's face was scorching, the emperor's face was full of tiredness and sickness, and several masters such as Concubine Ling were also full of concern, and then looked at Rongxiang's father-in-law...... He turned his back and winked at himself.

He secretly "hissed" in his heart: "The emperor seems to be attacking his heart with internal fire, coupled with the continuous hard work, his heart is anxious and uneasy, so the fire reaches the heart, enters the liver, and damages the kidney qi ......"

"Doctor, just say what's going on! How is it healed? The Queen Mother heard that he had a headache and asked straight to the point.

The imperial doctor glanced at Rong Xiang with his eyes, and saw that there was a slight appreciation on his face, so he knew that he was right, and said: "It's not difficult to heal, but in addition to prescription conditioning, the emperor needs to recuperate, and he must recuperate." ”

Mo Guhan slowly withdrew his hand and said lightly: "The Queen Mother is sick, I should obey her work, how can I be lazy?" Rong Xiang, take the imperial doctor to prescribe a prescription, and add some refreshing herbs. ”

The Queen Mother immediately sat up: "Are you sick and still have to hold on?" If the body is weak, it is more likely to be invaded by evil spirits, and it is not allowed to joke. Naturally, the mourning family had palace people waiting for them, and the emperor hurriedly rested. ”

Mo Guhan smiled disappreciably: "It's just that the fire invades the six intestines, cough cough...... The child is still young, and after the conditioning and conditioning is, there is no need to rush in these two days. ”

"Nonsense!" The queen mother couldn't help but immediately pick up the quilt and get out of bed, and drove Mo Guhan back to the palace: "Ling'er, send the emperor back to rest, you have worked hard for the time being, and you have to take care of it every step of the way." ”

Concubine Ling immediately understood the order, and responded crisply, and she couldn't ask for it.

"Although the queen mother is relieved, Ling'er should take care of the emperor wholeheartedly and dare not be distracted."

Mo Guhan looked embarrassed, refused again and again, and saw that the Queen Mother had a hidden look of anger, so he reluctantly embarrassed him, and told Ya Concubine and Lan Cairen to take care of the Queen Mother, and turned around and went back to the Qianqing Palace.

Concubine Ling followed step by step, decocting medicine and serving tea, doing it herself, and being diligent and prepared.

As soon as Mo Guhan took the decoction orally, he lay down on the dragon bed, closed his eyes tiredly, and yawned.

Concubine Ling sat on the pedal, helped him cover the quilt, and guarded her eyes, her face full of tenderness.

Mo Guhan opened his eyes: "Concubine Ling has also worked hard in the past two days, let's rest early." ”

Concubine Ling shook her head gently: "The emperor just needs to rest in peace, and the concubine is not tired." ”

Mo Guhan coughed lightly twice, his face full of doubts: "Didn't I also have the epidemic, and you and the imperial doctor hid it from me?" Otherwise, how can you make such a fuss? ”

"The emperor is too worried, didn't the imperial doctor say it, it's just overwork."

Mo Guhan shook his head and instructed Rong Xiang: "For the sake of insurance, you should bring some cotton cloth over, and everyone will cover their mouths and noses to avoid infection." ”

Rong Xiang did as he said, and Mo Guhan also took a piece himself, covering his mouth and nose tightly, leaving only his eyes outside. Then Yin Yin told Concubine Ling: "It's late at night, you want to stay by my side, I don't object, and I miss your affection." But you'd better stay a little farther away from me, a foot away. ”

Mo Guhan was so caring that Concubine Ling was a little grateful, and swore that "The concubine is not afraid, even if she is really sick, she can share the joys and sorrows with the emperor, and she just tastes the decoction herself." ”

Mo Guhan was not reluctant, so he ordered Rongxiang to put down the brocade tent, breathe evenly after a while, and fell asleep deeply.

Concubine Ling stayed aside inch by inch, staying up until the middle of the night, it was already the dead of night, Rong Xiang repeatedly persuaded him, but he was unwilling to leave, and insisted on sitting on the pedal, motionless.

The night was cold, and even though the charcoal fire was burning, it was still cold. Shui Yao, the palace man in front of Concubine Ling, took the cloak and secretly glanced at her.

Concubine Ling turned around and glanced at Mo Guhan in the bed tent, and whispered to Shui Yao: "Today, the palace serves the emperor, and you must not be sleepy at night, you go back and bring the unfinished scriptures in the palace, and tonight should be all night to pray for the queen mother and the emperor." ”

Shui Yao nodded: "It's just that the slave doesn't know how to read, so I don't know which volume?" ”

Concubine Ling sighed helplessly: "Come out of the palace and explain you carefully, don't make noise here until the emperor sleeps." ”

The two of them walked out of the dormitory one after the other, and the brocade tent behind them was lifted, and Mo Guhan came out of it while wearing a belt.

An identical masked figure jumped down from the beam, landed silently like cotton wool, and then, like a wild cat, quickly burrowed into the bed tent, covered with a brocade quilt, and snored as well.

Rong Xiang had a sad face and lowered his voice: "The emperor must be cautious and take care of the dragon body." ”

He touched his neck, full of anxiety, worried that his master would insist on acting recklessly, and if he really contracted the epidemic, his ten heads would not be enough to cut off.

Mo Guhan glared at him and motioned for him to talk more, threatening.

Rong Xiang immediately shrunk his neck and stopped talking.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, Concubine Ling had already turned back, Mo Guhan dodged, immediately turned out of the window, and disappeared into the inky night with a few vertical jumps.