Outside the door, dozens of silk-clad carriages, inlaid with gold and inlaid treasures, and some dazzling gorgeous carriages in the sun were discharged for a mile. The tall horses were of pure blood, shiny fur, and their manes were not messy, and they were quite noble.

A group of domestic servants dressed in brocade and in the mansions of various high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the capital were anxious and helpless, disgusted and forbearing, pacing back and forth at the gate.

"When will this proton concubine be able to bow down with the little returning teacher?"

"Yes! We, Lord Goshi, have been waiting for a long time! ”

"The night pearl of our Guogong Mansion, I think Concubine Proton will like it!"

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Because the people who invited the proton concubines were all big families in Beijing, these people who were originally bullying people were afraid that they would not be able to bring them back and they would not be able to deal with them, so they became humble and polite, and they were very polite.

Mu Chen covered his mouth and snickered after breaking the door, coughed, and tugged on his cheeks before he smiled back, and said to the outside in a dignified manner: "My princess said that the princess is seriously ill, and it is easy to sleep peacefully, and she has to stay by her side." If you're in a hurry, go back first! ”

They wanted to go back, but who dared to go, gritted their teeth and gritted their tongues, and endured.

These days, how many miracle doctors from all walks of life who are known as Huatuo in the world have come to the capital, and how many decoctions and medicines have been eaten, and their masters' faces are almost the color of medicinal juice, but they have not been able to get better.

The masters, wives, sons, and daughters of all families have a high fever that does not go away, and they are becoming more and more haggard, and they are afraid that one day they will not be able to open their eyes again.

Concubine Proton also suffered from a high fever and went to the palace to seek medical treatment, but no one cared, even if she died, no one would murmur. But a few days later, this hot ugly concubine went to Puquan Temple to offer incense like no one else.

Concubine Proton is so ugly that she can't recognize it.

On the day of the first day of the righteous new year, many ladies and ladies of the family also pray for their families.

Some people in the house are good at talking, and when they saw the vigorous and light proton concubine, they asked Mu You, what medicine did your proton concubine take? Is this high fever cured?

Mu You replied casually, Concubine Proton prepared some medicine and drank it, and it would be fine.

This shocked everyone, and they all wondered if this proton concubine had the same high fever as in the palace, but Mu You probably said about the symptoms of the proton concubine these days, which were exactly the same as their master.

So one passed ten to hundred, and the proton concubine's front foot went into the proton lean, and someone caught up behind her.

But Mo Xi asked Mu You to spread the word that Concubine Proton took care of the seriously ill Proton, and it was inconvenient to see guests.

I wanted to use power to intimidate, but this stupid and ugly proton concubine said: If her husband has three long and two short, she will accompany her, what kind of high fever is her business.

The barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes.

Can't afford to mess with it!

They didn't dare to risk their master's life to be angry with an ugly and stupid proton concubine. If the hard one doesn't work, the soft one will come, so gold, silver, jewelry, silk silk, and night pearls ...... It's all coming.

Mu You took a bowl of freshly cooked angelica and ejiao venison soup and put it on the stone table under the tree; "Princess, the Yuzhu Red Sheep Soup for the prince has been sent to the study."

"Hmm!" Mo Xi enjoyed the tonic soup slowly.

These days, she is afraid that Rong Meiren's body will be weak, and she will be poisoned again, hurt herself in the same bed, and sleep in a separate room with Rong Xiao.

It's not that I don't think Rong Meiren is self-controlled, or I don't have any memory of my husband and wife.

In the study.

"Lord, the carriages outside have been discharged for more than a mile, and the princess said that she is taking care of her seriously ill husband." In fact, I drink tonic soup in the shade of a tree and blow a cool breeze.