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The house was very dark, and thick cotton curtains were hung on the doors and windows to block the wind, for fear that the wind and snow outside would leak into the house, and it was almost impermeable. On such a day, there is no palm light in the house, and when you enter the house, you can hardly see anything.
The eldest prince stood there in a trance for a moment, and heard Wang Moyan whisper to the child to light the lamp.
The end of the oil twist on the lamp has been burned black, and after lighting it again, there is a "swish" sound, the flame is only the size of a bean, and after covering the white paper lampshade, Xiao Nian carefully brought the lamp over.
Zhao Fuhai couldn't help but want to cover his nose, but seeing that His Highness didn't move, he put down his hand that had already been raised, and said again: "Wang Feng, it is His Highness who has come to see you." β
Only then did the eldest prince see the general scene in the house.
Although it was low and dim, and the people in the room only had a child like Xiao Nian, and there was a patient leaning on the bed, but the house was very clean, and there were very few household utensils, Wang Moyan slowly got up and saluted in the direction of the door: "The grass people can't get up and salute, please don't blame Your Highness." β
"The king's worship is pleased."
Although Wang Moyan has resigned from the position of the Department of Teaching, the eldest prince is still accustomed to calling him the old title.
"Your Highness shouldn't have come here."
"Go out today, stop by to see the king's worship, I heard that you are sick, it doesn't matter, right?"
Wang Moyan is not the kind of child Xiao Nian, and he will not be deceived by the words of the way. The eldest prince is expensive, and there are few opportunities to go out. This area of Xicheng is not a place where dignitaries and dignitaries live, and as a prince, he should not stop by here anyway.
It's almost the same to change the word "by" to deliberately.
A cup of tea was placed at hand. The teacup seems to have long been used up, and the nursery has been broken.
The eldest prince looked at Xiao Nian who came over with tea, and Wang Moyan explained softly: "Xiao Nian is my brother's child. I've been sick all these days, thanks to him for taking care of me, serving tea and water, and taking care of the housework. β
Such a young child? The eldest prince couldn't help but be surprised.
It's just about the same size as Yu Yao, and it looks smaller than Yu Yao. It seems that the Wang family is so dependent on each other, so such a small child has to bear the burden.
Wang Moyan raised his voice a little: "Xiao Nian, go to Granny Zhang and ask her to help fix some tea and fruit cakes to entertain guests." β
Xiao Nian hesitated, standing there without moving.
"Go ahead, I've got someone here, and it's going to be fine."
The boy slowly turned around and went.
The eldest prince saw that he had beaten the child out, so he asked, "What kind of disease did Wang Xian have?" β
Wang Moyan coughed a few times and slowly lifted the quilt covering his legs.
The eldest prince lowered his head and looked.
He didn't pay attention to it just now, but now it is that Wang Moyan's two legs under the quilt are not in the right shape.
"It was broken a while ago."
The eldest prince suddenly understood that this was the reason why he could not enter the palace again. I haven't heard of anyone dragging two broken legs into the palace and being on duty.
The eldest prince remembered that Zhao Ling, who was cornered in Qingfeng Terrace and died in front of the steps. looked at Wang Moyan's two broken legs again.
The eldest prince felt as if there was a rope wrapped around his neck, tightening it tighter and tighter, so tight that he couldn't breathe a little.
The capital looks like a prosperous and peaceful world, and the palace is full of flowers. But under such splendor, there are a lot of unjust souls and bones. The palace walls are so high, so high that they cover all the truth.
"There are some diseases in the grass people, and this is not the only reason." Wang Moyan put the quilt back on, even this action made him cough again, and the heavy pitch-changing voice was like a broken bellows, which made people worry about it.
"King Offerings?"
The eldest prince is a person who has been sick for a long time, and he often listens to the imperial doctors talk about the medical pulse case, and when he sees Wang Moyan coughing like this, he knows that something is wrong: "What is your disease?" Where did you ask Lang Zhong to see it? β
The Wang family is so cramped, to put it more bluntly, it seems that they are simply poor, how can such a family be able to afford to be a good man, and how can they recuperate well?
The eldest prince didn't care that he was hiding it from others, so he turned his head and ordered Zhao Fuhai: "You ask the guards to hurry up and invite a imperial doctor." β
Zhao Fuhai complained bitterly in his stomach, and his face showed embarrassment.
The eldest prince knew that he was afraid that it would be difficult to explain after the matter, so he added again: "I will bear the matter and not let you be guilty." β
Zhao Fuhai hurriedly responded: "The slave doesn't dare." But he didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurried out to spread the word.
The four guards guarding the door whispered a word of discussion, and then one of them rode to the imperial doctor, and the other went in the other direction.
Wang Mo coughed fiercely, couldn't stop it, relieved himself a little, shook his head and said, "Your Highness shouldn't be like this." β
"Help, don't be polite to me. Even if my father asked me, I said to my father the same, how can I do nothing if you are like this now? β
"His Royal Highness is a person who values affection and righteousness, and the emperor will definitely not blame His Highness."
When Wang Moyan went to teach the eldest prince at that time, he didn't expect that one day the eldest prince would help him in this way.
This is a good karma that was formed unintentionally.
Maybe...... Perhaps the things he has in mind are a great opportunity.
"Your Highness, it's useless to ask for a doctor." There was no one else in front of him, the two little eunuchs only stood by the door, and the guards were far away, Wang Moyan told the truth: "I'm afraid that the grass people's illness will not survive this winter." β
The eldest prince's lips moved.
He wanted to refute it, but he couldn't.
In the dim light and shadow, Wang Moyan's eye sockets and cheeks were sunken, only the cheekbones and eyebrow bones were protruding, and his face, which was very handsome in the past, now looked like a skeleton and lifeless.
The eldest prince suddenly remembered a word he had heard.
Death phase.
Wang Moyan's body was lifeless, and he looked extremely ominous.
"Don't think nonsense, the imperial doctor is the same as Lang Zhong outside, and he will definitely be cured."
Wang Moyan shook his head slightly.
"The grass people themselves understand, thank Your Highness for coming to visit, the grass people deserve it. My family was convicted a few years ago, and I am the only one who survives to this day, just so that I can take care of Xiao Nian for a few more years. Now it seems that even this is no longer possible. Wang Moyan struggled to get up, and the eldest prince wanted to stop him, but the long-sick man in front of him didn't know where the strength came from, and he seemed to be infinitely powerful, and knelt down in front of the bed: "The grass people know what they want, but there is no one else to support. Xiao Nian is the bloodline left by my brother, and there is no one else in this world to rely on. The grass people want to beg His Highness, or the grass people can't hold on, only Xiao Nian is left alone, and I hope His Highness can send someone to take care of it from time to time......
Speaking of this, he was unable to continue his strength, and could no longer support it, and his body fell to the side.
The eldest prince was taken aback, and Zhao Fuhai hurriedly came over to help Wang Moyan up. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt that Wang Moyan had a handful of bones on his body, and there was not much weight in the light. The skin on the body is also loose, and it feels slippery and greasy to the touch.
This kind of meat is not like the meat of a good person, it is tight to the touch, and the meat is also elastic.
It felt like a lump of dead flesh to the touch.
This made Zhao Fuhai's heart tremble, instinctively fearful, disgusted, after helping him, he rubbed the back of his hand on his body a few times, but the feeling was still firmly attached to the palm of his hand, and he couldn't rub it.
"Don't think too much, the illness is like a thread, and it will always be good to take care of it slowly." The eldest prince comforted him. But he felt that his comfort sounded perfunctory, so pale and powerless, that even he himself felt that it was false, and he was afraid that a three-year-old child could not deceive him.
Wang Moyan couldn't speak, he was panting, his hand was a little flustered, he went to the pillow and touched a handkerchief, curled up, his back was also arched, he covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and coughed without a sound.
Zhao Fuhai's sharp eyes saw blood on the handkerchief.
It's all coughing up blood, can people still be okay?
He thought, this disease can't be tuberculosis, right? Tuberculosis can be terrible!
He Zhao Fuhai has a good future, but he doesn't want to die, and His Royal Highness can't have an accident.
Zhao Fuhai's back was full of cold sweat at this time.
Is it too late to drag His Highness out now? His Royal Highness is already weak, and he has been in this house for a long time, so if he is going to get sick, he will be infected early, right?
Zhao Fuhai's eyes suddenly darkened.
Even if he Zhao Fuhai has a good body and bones, he is not afraid of this little illness, but if His Highness is sick, his life will not be guaranteed, and it may be even worse.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, we should go back." Zhao Fuhai couldn't wait to pull the eldest prince out of the door quickly: "It's not early, you see that the snow outside is getting heavier and heavier, and if you don't go back, I'm afraid that you won't be able to enter the palace gate when it's dark, so the emperor and Niangniang may not worry about you." β
The eldest prince turned his head and looked.
The lights were lit in the house, and it looked like it was dark outside.
There has never been a time when he is still outside, and the eldest prince is inevitably uneasy in his heart.
Zhao Fuhai saw that there was a door, and hurriedly said: "If His Royal Highness does not return for a long time, I am afraid that the emperor will have to turn over the capital, and whether it is involved in today's events or not, many people will be affected." β
These words are very useful to the eldest prince, the eldest prince is not as arrogant and indifferent as the dragon son and phoenix grandson that most people imagine, if he affects others because of him, he must be unbearable.
"But the Imperial Doctor hasn't come yet."
Wang Moyan's illness made the eldest prince really feel at ease.
It's easy to do.
Zhao Fuhai continued: "Your Highness don't worry, the servant will order to leave two people here, and after the imperial doctor has come to see it, he will definitely prescribe a prescription, and leave some silver." His Royal Highness wants to know the illness of the king, and it will be clear if Ming'er summons the imperial doctor to ask. His Royal Highness is a golden body, and you don't have to do anything yourself, and you have done your best to see it, and the things that come back are the same as those who tell your subordinates to do it. β
The eldest prince glanced at him and nodded slowly.
Wang Moyan was not as anxious as just now, he calmed down a little, and looked at the eldest prince speechless.
The eldest prince understood the wordless pleading in his eyes: "Don't worry, I remember your entrustment." β