The eldest prince can't wipe his face a little, and he also wants to play in his heart. ≯ Bayi ≦≤<.≦8≤1≤Z≤≤.≤COM

Playing with his younger brother and sister to print handprints, this is something that the eldest prince who has always followed the rules would never have imagined.

Qinghe smiled and asked people to prepare the paper and paint.

The second prince was already a skilled worker, his hands were painted, and the paper was spread out in front of him, so he slapped it himself without being taught.

A very clear little palm print was left on the paper.

Princess Yuyao's palm print is next to the second prince, and her hand is of course larger than the second prince. Then there was the eldest prince, whose palms were slender compared to the first two, between a child and an adult.

The three palm prints were left on the paper a little skewed from small to large.

Princess Yuyao tilted her head to look, smiled and took Xie Ning's hand and said, "Niangniang, you can also print one." ”

Xie Ning smiled and said yes, so he also printed a palm print on it.

After the emperor came back, Princess Yuyao showed him the paper as if she were offering a treasure.

"Father, father, you see."

The emperor looked at the paper, and then at Yu Yao, and the smile gradually spread on his face, like a ripple of water breaking through the water.

Xie Ning listened to the crisp voice of Princess Yuyao in the side hall, and a smile appeared on her face, but her smile was immediately replaced by a solemn and worried look.

"Fang Shanggong is alright, right?"

Qinghe said softly: "I don't look good at her face when I get up in the morning, I asked her if she is not feeling well, and ask someone from the hospital to take a look." She said that if she didn't care, she just caught a cold. The master is now valuable, and Fang Shanggong said that he was afraid of being sick to you, so he didn't come to you to serve. She told me not to tell you about it......"

I'm afraid Shainin will be worried.

The room is a little stuffy, and Shainin's house doesn't use ice now. It was rainy a few days ago, and the weather was not too hot. Now as soon as the sun clears, the sky suddenly heats up, and even in the evening, the sun has set, and the house is still hot like a steamer.

The capital is hotter than other places, and the palace of this dynasty is renovated on the site of the previous dynasty, many palaces were built two or three hundred years ago, such an old house, there is always a little uncomfortable place to live.

Xie Ning's neck was covered with sweat, and she wiped it with a handkerchief, but she still felt that her neck was sticky.

This kind of weather is very hot. Shainin's body is getting heavier and heavier day by day, and sometimes he feels that his chest is pressed by something in this weather, and he can't breathe. The eldest prince is always unenergetic during the day these days, and he can't sleep well at night. He said it once, always dreaming. I dreamed that the pair that couldn't come out during the day came out at night, and there were several pairs that didn't come out of the same way, and I was very happy, but unfortunately I didn't remember any of them when I woke up.

Fang Shanggong's health is not good, she has old diseases, so she is very difficult to endure in the weather when she always does not see the sun.

Even though she didn't let Qinghe Qingmei say it to Shaining, Shaining was not stupid. How could Fang Shanggong not show up for a day in normal times? Something is definitely wrong.

Qinghe and the others could not take the initiative to report to Xie Ning that Fang Shanggong was sick, but Xie Ning took the initiative to ask, and they couldn't help but say it. If you don't say it, you will become a bully.

"You really don't care about it."

Qinghe and Qingmei knelt down and didn't dare to raise their heads.

Xie Ning has always been very kind to the people around him, and this is the first time that Qinghe and Qingmei have listened to heavy words.

"If you hide your illness, you can't ask for a doctor, if you delay like this, maybe a minor illness will become a major illness, what if Fang Shanggong really has anything, can you be sure in your heart for the rest of your life?"

Besides, that person in Fang Shanggong was very strong, if it was just a little uncomfortable, how could she be willing to admit her illness? It must be that the illness is not light, and I can't stand it anymore, so I have to lie down.

Since it is not a minor illness, it cannot be delayed.

"Qingmei went out and ordered, call someone to go to the Tai Hospital, see who is there, and ask a familiar Tai Doctor to come over."

Qingmei hurriedly answered, got up and went out to speak.

Xie Ning said to Qinghe, "You get up." ”

Qinghe quickly kowtowed, and stood up straight with the floor tiles.

"What happened to Fang Shang Palace?"

Qinghe didn't hide it at this time: "I still got up in the morning, but I was dizzy when I just left the house, and I almost didn't fall down." At noon, I brought my food over...... She didn't eat it, so she took two pills and ate them herself. ”

"How are people now?"

"I've been asleep, and I don't pay attention to people when I shout."

Qinghe was worried in her heart.

was forced by the master to show the matter and ask the truth, Qinghe was actually relieved.

She's scared too.

Fang Shanggong is not a young man after all, and he has an old illness, in case it is not good...... Wouldn't that be that she had mistaken Fang Shanggong's life?

As the master just said, can she be steadfast in her heart for the rest of her life?

Now that the master knows, ask the imperial doctor to come to diagnose and treat, maybe things will not come to the worst step. After all, Fang Shanggong is usually well maintained, and this disease should not be a major illness today, and it will definitely be good if it is diagnosed and treated in time.

The emperor came in from outside, Xie Ning leaned on the handle of the chair before moving, and the emperor said, "Don't get up, sit." ”

Shainin saw that he was still wiping his hands, just like the children who had played with paint in the afternoon, and there were still some colors that had seeped into the nails and the texture of his palms that had not been washed.

Xie Ning asked in surprise: "The emperor is also ......"

The emperor smiled and said, "Yu Yao tried her best, but she couldn't resist her." ”

Who can force the emperor to do what he refuses to do? Maybe it was his childlike work, and he pushed the boat down the river according to Princess Yuyao's words.

"What were you talking about?" The emperor asked.

Xie Ning couldn't hide his sadness: "Fang Shanggong is sick, and he can't get up anymore, and he let Qinghe hide it from me." Just now I asked someone to ask the doctor to come and show her, don't be really sick. ”

The emperor nodded: "It's time to take a good look, and the disease should be treated early." ”

He didn't want Xie Ning to worry about this, so he ordered someone to take the piece of paper with the palm print just now.

There was indeed another palm print on the top, which was printed next to Xie Ning's handprint, which was also larger than her handprint.

There are a total of five mudras, all of which are in different colors, from the smallest to the largest.

The youngest is the second prince, and the eldest is of course the emperor.

Xie Ning looked at these five palm prints, and his heart was a little hot and sour for a while.

The emperor pointed to the empty place on the paper and said, "This time the bosom is reborn, and it will be printed again...... Don't forget it in the future, I'm afraid that this paper is small and not enough to print. ”

Ten or eight more prints on this paper are enough.

Xie Ning couldn't help but roll his eyes to the emperor.

It looked particularly delicate, and the emperor smiled and pinched her ears.

Xie Ning didn't wear earrings, the earlobes were soft, and the emperor remembered the sugar cheese he had eaten, sweet and soft, and trembling in his mouth, as if it would melt immediately.

The people from the Tai Hospital came quickly, Li Zhiling had already left the palace, and now it was Duan Yicheng who was on duty, as soon as he heard that it was Yong'an Palace, he immediately rushed to the hospital box, and on the way he heard that it was not the concubine who was sick, but Fang Shanggong was sick, so he was relieved, but he didn't dare to slack off. Fang Shanggong is also the number one person in the palace, at least Duan Yicheng doesn't dare to slack off and despise her. Even if Fang Shanggong is nothing, the concubine specially sent someone to summon the imperial doctor to Yong'an Palace at this time, which shows how much the concubine values Fang Shanggong.

After Duan Yicheng took Fang Shanggong's pulse, he thought about it and opened the prescription, Hu Rong waited for the pen and ink on the side, and hurriedly took it as soon as the prescription was written.

"Our master still wants to ask a few words, Imperial Doctor Duan, please go here."

Duan Yicheng hurriedly straightened his clothes. I was in a hurry just now, and I sweated a lot under my intestines and on the back of my neck, and the official uniform on the outside was fine, but the underwear inside was tightly adhered to my body.

It was a bit rude to talk to the concubine like this, not to mention that Duan Yicheng saw that the eunuch of Changning Hall was also there, and he was even more afraid of losing his honor in front of the emperor.

Duan Yicheng didn't see the concubine, the concubine asked two words through the screen, the emperor also sat behind the screen, Duan Yicheng heard the sound of a child babbling behind the screen, it must be the second prince.

Xie Ning asked very carefully, and Duan Yicheng didn't dare to be ambiguous. Fortunately, although Fang Shanggong's illness came urgently, it was not a serious illness, it was just overwork, mental exhaustion, and a weak foundation, with old diseases, so I was afraid that it would not get better immediately for a while.

Xie Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief, and very politely told Duan Yicheng that he had worked hard and asked him to treat him wholeheartedly.

I often hear people say that the concubine is kind, and Duan Yicheng didn't have the opportunity to go to the concubine before, so he didn't see one or two until now. Although I didn't really see the concubine, the voice was very gentle and moving.

The cyan gauze embroidered pine, bamboo and plum screen was half-reflected by the candlelight, and Duan Yicheng glanced at it boldly. The back of the screen is very bright, the gauze screen is like a layer of fog, and everything behind the fog can vaguely see the outline. His glance was brief, but it was very real. The concubine was wearing a light purple dress, and the emperor was wearing a moon-white robe, and there was a small ball moving between the two.

After Duan Yicheng came out, he thought, this is not like the emperor and concubines, like ordinary people.

Hu Rong had already beaten someone to decoction the medicine, and specially asked Duan Yicheng to take a look at the heat of the decoction. Fang Shanggong was confused, and she knew how to swallow the medicine when she fed her. After feeding a bowl of medicine, Qingmei wiped Fang Shanggong's body and changed her clothes, and served her properly.

After Xie Ning fell asleep, he unconsciously leaned towards the emperor's side.

At first, the emperor was puzzled. In winter, if this is good, it is not surprising that she is afraid of the cold, and his body is warm. But it's so hot in the summer, and it's even hotter when Xie Ning is pregnant with a child, so wouldn't it be more sinful to lean over?

Shainin didn't know what her sleeping position was like when she fell asleep, but she felt it herself. When the emperor came to spend the night, she slept very deeply and soundly. A while ago, the emperor didn't come up much, and she always couldn't sleep well.

The next morning, he got up and fed the medicine again, Fang Shanggong woke up once, but the whole person was like draining his essence, he had no strength at all, Qingmei fed a few mouthfuls of porridge, and Fang Shanggong fell into a coma again without swallowing the last mouthful of porridge.

Although Duan Yicheng said that this disease would not hinder her, Qingmei was still unsteady in her heart.

Fortunately, today's order is here.