Waiting for Zi Yao and Bai Yi to clean up the bed and wait for Mu Xuefu to take a bath before leaving the room. Looking at King Chen, who was anxiously waiting, Zi Yao lowered his head fiercely, restraining the smile on his lips that was almost uncontrollable, but it was difficult for his constantly trembling shoulders not to be noticed.

Bai Yi touched Zi Yao without a trace, saluted King Chen again, and said safely: "The master has cleaned up, but he is a little unwell, if the prince has nothing important, he can leave first, and when the master is well, he will go to the prince to say goodbye." ”

"Not feeling well? The king sent a doctor. Jing Rong frowned, and his gaze shifted from Zi Yao's constantly shaking shoulders to Bai Yi.

Zi Yao hurriedly stopped laughing, waved her hand, and hurriedly said, "No, no, don't ask the doctor so much." She cautiously peeked at King Chen's face and said, "Women will be uncomfortable at this time, and the slaves and maids will alleviate this situation by boiling some supplements for their masters." ”

Jing Rong instantly understood, waved his hand, and said, "You guys go, this king goes to see the princess." Then he went back into the inner room.

I thought he would leave, but who expected him to come in again. Mu Xuefu sat up directly, moved inside to make room for him to sit.

"This king said why did you get up so late today, and you don't know if you are unwell?" Jing Rong sat down calmly, swept away the previous embarrassment, and reached out to probe Mu Xuefu's forehead, "What's uncomfortable?" Do you need to find a doctor? ”

"No, you don't." Mu Xuefu raised her eyes to look at him, pursed her lips, and said coquettishly: "It's just that my stomach hurts a little, I'll be fine tomorrow." ”

"Stomach ache?" Jing Rong looked at the place where she was covered, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Does it hurt every time?" ”

Mu Xuefu was embarrassed by his question, glared at him angrily, and said, "It's not because your concubine's birthday banquet is too late that I catch a cold." Can you stop asking, why are you asking so much about a big man! In fact, she rarely has a stomachache at this time, but for some reason her whole body hurts this time, especially her stomach, and she didn't feel it when she first woke up, but it hurt more and more at this time.

Jing Rong was choked by her and almost couldn't take it. Looking at her shy appearance, his heart rippled, he directly hugged Mu Xuefu to his side, and said in a low voice: "You are the wife of this king, is it wrong for this king to care about his wife?" ”

Mu Xuefu looked up at him and was stunned, wife? After marrying in for so long, she has never fulfilled her obligations as a wife. She looked sideways at the hand that touched her shoulder, she was wearing only a silk bedgown, and she could feel the warmth of that hand.

"What's wrong? Isn't what this king said right? Jing Rong lowered his head and approached her, thinking that she was uncomfortable, and asked with concern.

A burst of abdominal pain came, Mu Xuefu frowned tightly and gasped. I thought to myself, "Why does it hurt so much, I didn't have such symptoms like today before." She curled her legs together, trying to suppress the abdominal pain, but the pain persisted, not lessened, but became heavier and heavier. Mu Xuefu grabbed Jingrong's neckline and shouted coquettishly, "It hurts, I hurt." "She has always been squeamish, and she has never suffered except for practicing, let alone suffering this kind of sin.

Looking at the pale face, Jing Rong's heart trembled, and he hugged her directly on his body, and then covered her with the quilt. Regardless of the difference between men and women, he reached into the quilt and covered her lower abdomen through her clothes, and gently rubbed it, "Does it hurt badly?" ”

Perhaps it was because his hand was too warm, and Mu Xuefu felt that the pain was much less than before. She leaned on Jingrong's shoulder, her brows loosened slightly, and only when it was less painful did she realize how ambiguous the posture between the two people was. She shook her head and said, "You let me down, it doesn't hurt so much." ”

Jing Rong glanced at the flushed color on the delicate earlobes, smiled lightly, looked at her pale lips again, and said, "This king should find a doctor to take a look, you can't do this." Without waiting for Mu Xuefu to speak, he called out: "Zhou Cheng, send someone to call Zhao Yi, just say that the princess is unstable, and I want him to take a look." He turned around and comforted Mu Xuefu again, saying, "Zhao Yi is the king's person, and he won't tell you that you are not pregnant." ”

Mu Xuefu just said "um", and another pain swept through her abdomen, she let out a pain, and lay on the bed and curled up again.

Seeing this, Jing Rong hurriedly hugged her from behind and rubbed her stomach through the quilt, "You also said it's okay, look at how you hurt." ”

"I didn't know it hurt, I've never hurt like this before." Mu Xuefu glanced at him, her star-like beautiful eyes turned, and she pursed her lips and said, "It must be that your Chen Wangfu has bad feng shui." ”

"Do you still blame me for this, the feng shui of the Chenwang Mansion is not good? Little squeamish. Jing Ronger smiled, picked her up and massaged her like before.

When Zhao Yi came, after diagnosing Mu Xuefu's pulse, he did not immediately draw conclusions, but walked around the room, smelling left and right, and finally focused on the grape night pearl at the bedside. He picked up the Night Pearl, sniffed it carefully, and then laughed at the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that this thing is the trouble." ”

Jing Rong's eyes suddenly cold, his handsome face was gloomy and angry, he snatched the pearl of the grape night, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a sarcastic sneer, "What's on this?" ”

Zhao Yi picked up the pen and wrote a prescription, handed it to Qing Zhuo on the side, and then returned to Jingrong's words, "Aconite powder, if a pregnant woman smells it for a long time, it has the effect of slippery tires." Although the princess is not pregnant, this thing is poisonous, and the princess puts it at the bedside every day, and it is also harmful for a long time. Just in time for the princess to come to Kwai Shui, it will cause pain. ”

A trace of cold air overflowed around, Jing Rong squinted his eyes, the flames in his eyes kept beating, and his vague face was like ice and snow in the nine cold days, he fell hard, and the night pearl was torn apart and shattered.

Through the layers of veils, Mu Xuefu looked at the jade beads on the ground, the corners of her mouth slowly rose, and she smiled brightly and weirdly when others were not paying attention.

The things on the pearl this night were originally prepared by her in advance, but she wanted to shake out the things on it when Hua Mei'er made a move. made Jing Rong think that Emperor Xuanwu did not want his heir to be born, so as to sow discord between the two. But I never thought that this aconite powder would cause abdominal pain, so that this matter was exposed early.

As soon as her expression changed, the smile on the corner of her mouth was instantly annihilated, Mu Xuefu pursed her pale lips tightly, her eyebrows were twisted, and she looked even more pitiful. She lifted the curtain of the bed and called out in a coquettish voice: "Lord Wang, I hurt." ”

Jing Rong heard her call, hurriedly sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the mist in her eyes, touched her heart, and comforted: "Zhao Yi's medical skills are very good, just wait for the medicine." ”

"Lord, the emperor—" Mu Xuefu raised her head in amazement, stared at him tightly, with an incredulous gaze, looked at the cold light in Jingrong's deep gaze, closed her mouth in time, and didn't say any more.

Jing Rong held her in his arms, his gaze as deep as a cold pool was bottomless, and there was an endless yin owl in the place where Mu Xuefu couldn't see. His fingers stroked the delicate cheeks, "It's just an object, it's hard to guarantee that it wasn't smeared by someone else." Let this king think about it again, this matter still needs to be considered in the long run, can't you tell others that you know? ”

Mu Xuefu was buried in his arms, with an expression in his eyes that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and the silent smile on the corner of his mouth was as enchanting as a magnificent rose.

After taking the medicine, Mu Xuefu's abdominal pain really improved a lot, but that Zhao Yi told her to take the medicine for a few more days, which made it difficult for Mu Xuefu. She hated taking medicine the most since she was a child, and when she was a child, she had to be coaxed by her mother to eat it, and later when she was sick, she also had a sweet decoction specially made by her senior sister to take, and this bitter decoction had not been used for a long time. Today, it took a lot of effort for Jing Rong to feed the bowl a little bit.

Seeing Mu Xuefu hating the bags of medicinal herbs like an enemy, Jing Rong smiled in his heart, he didn't expect this little wife to be so afraid of bitterness, and she couldn't wait to eat a candied fruit after drinking a small sip of decoction.

"Don't think about throwing away the medicine, the king of this medicine will watch you take it every time." Jing Rong shaved Mu Xuefu's nose and teased her with a playful expression.

Mu Xuefu grabbed another handful of candied fruits and stuffed them into her mouth one after another, feeling that no matter how much she ate, she couldn't hide the bitter taste in her mouth. She looked at him aggrievedly and said, "Lord, the concubine's body is no longer painful, it is enough to eat this time." The medicine was too bitter, and the concubine was unwilling to take it. ”

"Good medicine is good for disease, and it can be cured by taking it several times." Jing Rong looked at her with a funny look and pretended to be pitiful, but her face was still tense, and her attitude was resolute and she would not be allowed to refute.

Mu Xuefu's smart eyes turned around, ruthless, and pounced directly on Jing Rong, and said coquettishly: "Wang ~ Ye, Wang ~ Ye, please, the concubine is the most afraid of hardship in this life, and the concubine guarantees that if you sleep tonight, you will be disease-free tomorrow, so you can let the concubine go." ”

The fragrant breath came to his nose, and the soft and boneless body in his arms made Jingrong's throat tight, and he was a little dizzy, he slowly approached her, hugged Mu Xuefu's waist, his lips touched her hair intentionally or unintentionally, his voice was hoarse, and said, "It's useless to be coquettish." ”

Mu Xuefu snorted, quickly let go of her hand and walked away from him, looked at the packets of medicinal materials angrily, and secretly glanced at Jingrong, her mind turned, as if she had inadvertently mentioned it, with a tantrum attitude, and said: "Hmph, it's all the emperor's fault, if he hadn't poisoned him, how could I have taken such a bitter medicine, blame him." ”

Sure enough, as soon as her words fell, Jing Rong's expression changed suddenly, and a sharp light like a blade flashed in her eyes. But it was only a flash, and it quickly returned to normal. He hugged Mu Xuefu and said, "Don't talk nonsense, the emperor will not do such a thing." ”

"But he sent it." Mu Xuefu frowned slightly, turned her eyes, squinted her eyes with a sense of scrutiny, and said, "Unless it was the prince who got it, it is impossible for others to touch the things that are placed on the concubine's body." ”