"I heard that General Sheng is not only strong in martial arts, but also rare in chess, and it is an honor for the younger generation to be able to play against General Sheng today."

Sheng Qing smiled and nodded, it does make sense that the King of Yubei can guard the border for so many years and keep the people safe, and there are 500,000 mercenaries, so that the emperor is afraid of three points.

As far as Diao Chenghong is concerned, he is not only the prince of Yubei, but also the general of Zhenbei, and he is a general who has survived at all, but he is still humble and polite.

While the two were playing chess, Sheng Qing asked casually: "Does the prince have a marriage match?" ”

Diao Chenghong knew that these words should not be said nonsense, and when he thought of Sheng Jiao, he smiled slightly and said, "The younger generation has already married a wife." The princess accompanied her father and mother in the palace. Thinking of Hua Lingxi's clumsy learning to make baby clothes, his eyes warmed a little.

Sheng Qing said in his heart, he has already married a wife, why is he still so pestering Princess Qing, but he is slightly disappointed on his face: "Does the second son have a marriage match?" ”

"Yes!" Diao Chengxuan walked over and said first without waiting for his brother to speak.

Sheng Jiao's kind of woman, she is not worthy of being a subordinate in the carving family.

Sheng Qing smiled and continued to play chess.

The two played for an hour, and Diao Chenghong wanted to go to see Mo Xi, but after all, in the eyes of outsiders, they were monarchs and ministers, so they endured it and continued to play chess.

Another hour.

"Princess, you're not feeling well after sleeping for so long?" Diao Chengxuan got up, lifted his white robe slightly, and looked for it in the direction guided by Sheng Qing.

Diao Chenghong no longer has the heart to play chess, and he is worthy of Sheng Qing.

The three of them all went to Rong Xiao's room in the General's Mansion.

I saw that the little guy was cleaning, but there was no Mo Xi.

"Where's the princess?" Diao Chengxuan asked hurriedly.

"When the princess woke up, she said that the prince missed her and left first." After the little guy finished speaking, the two brothers disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Sheng Qing: ......

Mo Xi rode a BMW that traveled thousands of miles a day, and the speed was fast.

Rong Xiao had to ride her own horse and gallop.

Mo Xi entered the Qingwang Mansion and went straight to Rong Xiao's bedroom.

Bei Mingxiu stood in front of the door dressed in white.

"But the prince woke up?" Mo Xi asked.

Bei Ming Xiu thought to himself: The princess went out with the carving brothers again, can the prince not wake up? I almost cheated the corpse. But with a faint smile on his face: "Mu Chen has been sent to the palace to ask for Imperial Doctor Sun." ”

Mo Xi was stunned at first, his dark eyes lit up for a moment, and then he smiled: "The prince of the North Ming is a good plan." ”

Bei Mingxiu smiled again, but he was still standing in front of the door.

"The princess is tired, but you need to eat something first. Beiming takes care of the prince, and the princess can rest assured. ”

"Rest assured! I'm not hungry! Mo Xi went in again.

Bei Ming Xiu did not hide and said: "Si Xun has been looking for his mother a few times, and the princess still goes to see the child first." ”

Mo Xi thought too, the child was anxious, she turned around to go to Si Xun.

As soon as I turned around and took two steps, I felt something flash by.

She froze again: "Let's look at the prince first." ”

When he turned around, he saw that Bei Ming Xiu did not seem to be standing in the middle of the door, but was standing on one side, as if he had just avoided something.

And he was dressed in white, as if he was picked up by the wind and fell faintly.

Windy?

Mo Xi is suspicious!

Bei Mingxiu pretended not to know, and said, "Princess, go see the prince." ”

"Good!" Mo Xi went in and thought: Didn't I also want to see my husband just now?

Mo Xi walked to the bed and saw that Rong Meiren was still lying calmly.

It's just that this quilt only covers the abdomen.

When we met again, there was fine sweat on my forehead.

Rong Meiren is sleeping hot, and she dragged the quilt by herself?

Mo Xi turned around and saw the clothes on the stool.

She frowned, clearly remembering that Mu Chen had been collected.

When I picked it up and was about to fold it, I was shaking off my shirt when I saw that the back of the dark robe was wet, and if I looked closely, it looked like it was wet with sweat on my body.

Mo Xi's apricot eyes condensed, approached Rong Xiao, and was about to check, when he heard Mu Chen outside say, "There is Imperial Doctor Laosun." ”

She settled, folded her robe, and set it aside.

Seeing Imperial Physician Sun stepping in, Mo Xi pondered for a while, pinched his thigh hard, and only then did a little glistening sweat squeeze out of his eyes.

"The prince has been asleep for several days, and people are getting thinner and thinner......" Mo Xi said and wiped his tears with a handkerchief.

Imperial Physician Sun was happy in his heart, and said with a sad face: "Take care of the princess, the minister will check the pulse of the prince." ”

He put his finger on Rong Xiao's pulse, and after only a moment, he diagnosed that King Qing was dying, but he still patiently pretended to be very worried and sad and continued to do it for a while.

Then he withdrew his hand with a very heavy expression: "Princess, I'm afraid the prince won't be able to survive tonight......"

Mo Xi's body shook, and he almost forgot that he was acting.

When he came back to his senses, he whimpered on Rong Xiao and cried.

Mu Chen also knelt on the ground and cried.

"Hey......" Doctor Sun pretended to grieve, carried the medicine box, and hurried back to Concubine De to report the good news.

When Imperial Physician Sun walked away, Bei Mingxiu entered the room.

The carving brothers who chased back from Qingzhou did not stop and rushed back to the Qingwang Mansion directly.

Xiao Sixun put the sleeping (Yin Ming Bird) to sleep, put Mu You to sleep, and ran to this yard to find his mother.

The little guy is followed by three second-generation hairy children.

For a while, everyone gathered in Rong Xiao's room.

Beiming Cultivator: Lord, can you still sleep?

He took out the porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and put it in Rong Xiao's mouth.

Everyone stared at Rong Xiao.

Xiong Er held Xiao Sixun in one hand and the honeypot in the other.

The scumbag Erha and Xiao Bajie, the front legs are on Xiong Er's legs, and the back two legs are standing on the ground, tilting their heads and staring at Rong Xiao on the bed.

Rong Xiao felt a circle of eyes as if they were going to see him through.

"Ahem!" Cough lightly.

Then slowly open his eyes.

"Husband!" Mo Xi's little face came up with a smile, and the two pear vortices were as sweet as spring stamen.

He looked away, pretended to be blind, and wanted to continue to pretend to have amnesia, but when he thought that Diao Chenghong and Diao Chengxuan were sticking to Mo Xi, he was very unhappy and suddenly changed his mind.

"Xi'er ......"

He called Mo Xi in a low and dark voice.

Xu is voice is so good that Mo Xi was stunned.

She stared at Rong Xiao for a moment before she spoke: "Husband, did you think of me?" ”

Rong Xiao smiled softly and nodded.

Northern Meditation Cultivator only felt that he didn't see it.

He couldn't even pretend to be Mu Chen, so he went straight back, afraid that if he didn't play well, he would show his feet and pull the prince's hind legs.

Bei Ming Xiu: "Mu Chen, go to the palace to report the good news, just say that Imperial Doctor Sun is the divine doctor of the world, and he has cured King Qing." ”

"The little ones are going!"

Wood dust is gone.

The other people in the room didn't mean to leave.

Xiao Sixun's dark eyes blinked, staring at Rong Xiao pondering.

How could a bad husband take a pill well? The pill had just slipped into my throat.

The bad husband must be afraid that I will leave him homework, so he deliberately pretends to be dizzy.

Hum! Tomorrow, I'll give the bad husband an eight-hour plan!