"What kind of illness is it, why did you faint all of a sudden?" Rong Zhan didn't care about his injuries just getting better, and kept taking care of Yuan Xi's bedside.

The doctor passed on and on, but no one came up with a reason. It is just a few sneezes and a cough for a while, but these symptoms are not at all, so it can be seen that it is not because of the wind chill.

Rong Zhan was so angry that he scolded all the Tai Hospital, and threw out the medicine box together.

"I'm sorry, I'm worrying you again. Yuan Xi leaned on the soft pillow and pulled Rong Zhan: "Don't be angry at them." ”

Rong Zhan stared at Yuan Xi: "Isn't it poisoned?"

Yuan Xi shook her head, whether it was poisoning and how to solve it, she still knew this in her heart. As soon as the door was opened and closed, he felt that a cold wind was coming in, and Wonxi wrapped the quilt tighter. Rong Zhan's eyebrows were anxious, and he held her in his arms: "Still feel cold?"

Yuan Xi nodded: "A little." ”

Because I didn't know what the root of the disease was, I didn't dare to use medicine casually, so I only boiled a bowl of ginger soup and brought it to Yuanxi. Ling'er wiped her tears outside the house, the Wei family made a mess, not to mention, and now even Yuanxi is sick, and if it continues like this, I don't know what will happen.

Mother Zhong handed the ginger soup to Ling'er and whispered, "Don't cry, isn't this intended to make the prince feel annoyed?"

Ling'er rubbed her eyes, brought the ginger soup to Rong Zhan's side and said, "Prince, this is ginger soup for the master." ”

Yuan Xi raised her eyes to look at Ling'er, her eyes were swollen like peaches, and there were tears on her eyes. Yuan Xi smiled: "I'm fine, why are you crying?"

Ling'er turned her face: "I didn't cry." ”

Yuan Xi shook his head helplessly, and told her to cry, as if he was about to die: "That's it, you go to a new store, tell Liu Tianbao, and ask him to prepare 400 yuan of money, in the name of the Wei family, to spread wealth on the street." ”

Rong Zhan also nodded: "Yes, there are so many things, it's time to scatter wealth and eliminate disasters and accumulate more blessings." ”

Zhong's mother and Ling'er retreated, leaving only Yuanxi and Rong Zhan in the room, Rong Zhan pounced and pressed on Yuanxi, Yuanxi was afraid of touching his wounds, so he didn't dare to break free.

"What are you doing?" asked Won-hee.

Rong Zhan Nunu mouthed: "It was the same last time, saying that it couldn't be diagnosed." Could it be you? Alas, have you come to this month?"

Yuan Hee's face flushed, and he turned his face away: "I hate it." ”

"Well, what if it's true?"

Yuan Xibian flattened his mouth: "How do I know, it is not yet the day to come." Besides, it's not such a coincidence, is it?"

Rong Zhan was a little disappointed, turned over and lay down beside Yuan Xi: "The third child has added another girl, and there are already two golden flowers in the house." I, the second brother, don't even have children. ”

Yuan Xi turned his face to look at him: "The third master is idle all day long, are you like this?"

Rong Zhan's gaze fell on her flat lower abdomen: "I'm not idle, but it's better if I have another child." ”

Yuan Xi pushed his hand away: "Now that there are so many things, the affairs of the Lan family have just come to an end, but there is such a thing in our family again, how can we be in the mood to have children?"

Rong Zhan pillowed his arms and looked intently at the roof of the tent: "I didn't expect your eldest brother to be stubborn, for the sake of a Lanyu, he didn't even participate in Enke." Rong Zhan turned sideways and looked at Yuan Xi: "Why do you say he likes this Lanyu so much?"

"Then do you like me?" asked Won-hee rhetorically.

Rong Zhan flattened his mouth and shook his head slowly: "I don't like it." ”

"Huh?" Yuan Xi got up with a grunt and pulled Rong Zhan's clothes: "You tell me again?"

"Don't like it...... You, who do I like?" Rong Zhan grabbed her wrist, took advantage of the situation, and buckled Yuan Xi into his arms: "It's just teasing you, you still take it seriously, look at you tearing my clothes." ”

"Do you still feel cold?" Rong Zhan lowered his head and rubbed his chin against her forehead.

Yuan Xi snorted, he always felt that the weather was cold these days, just like the feeling when he had a high fever, but he didn't have a fever. Rong Zhan tore down the bed curtain, the pink curtain slid down layer by layer, and the gold thread flowers embroidered on it were dazzling.

Rong Zhan took off his clothes and pressed the hand that had pulled Yuan Xi on his chest. Hot as fire, Wonxi's cheeks began to redden: "What are you doing? ”

Rong Zhan smiled: "As long as you don't move, there is naturally no big problem." ”

Before Yuan Xi could react, his hand had already reached into the neckline, and he pulled Yuan Xi's skirt with one hand, and he took off his clothes with one hand was even more nimble than Yuan Xi's two hands. Yuan Xi hugged his waist and let Rong Zhan bite his lip by himself, he had already reached behind Yuan Xi with one hand and pulled the bow on the cyan bandeau.

There was another faint smell of blood on Rong Zhan's body, the smell of his wound that had just scabbed.

"My hands are so cold, like ice. ”

One is as cold as ice, the other is as hot as fire, and the ice and fire are blended, and Wonxi feels more and more drowsy. Rong Zhan bit her earrings, as if he wanted to crush her in his arms.

The curtain shook like a brilliant red glow.

It seems that he forgot to lock the door, but Won-hee can't care about this at this time. She tried to bite her lip to keep herself from making a sound, but the strong impact made her heart beat faster and faster, and she gasped for breath more and more uncontrollably.

"Hmm......" she bit her lower lip.

Rong Zhan kissed her lips and pried open her white teeth, and Wonxi felt more and more breathless. The bed creaked and swayed like a discordant melody.

In the shaking, Yuan Xi fell asleep quietly, and a thin layer of cold sweat overflowed from his forehead. Rong Zhan looked at the delicate person in his arms, then stopped, turned over and got out of bed to soak her in a wet towel. As soon as he got up, he noticed that there seemed to be a small pool of reddish-brown liquid on the bed.

It's blood!

Rong Zhan shook his spirit, like a basin of cold water on his head, pouring him cold on his heart. He threw the handkerchief into the basin of water, turned around and went out: "Mother Zhong, hurry, go and ask for a doctor!"

Rong Zhan quickly put on Yuanxi's clothes, her eyebrows frowned, and she seemed to be very uncomfortable. Rong Zhan grabbed the handkerchief to wipe her sweat, but the cold sweat couldn't stop coming out.

"Yuanxi, Yuanxi, wake up?" Rong Zhan called in her ear.

She gradually curled up and slowly opened her eyes: "Ah Zhan, my stomach hurts, it hurts. Won-hee was in great pain, clenching the handkerchief tightly, and the sound of pain was suppressed in his throat.

"Bear with me, I'll accompany you, the imperial doctor will be here soon, you will be fine. Rong Zhan comforted her in his mouth, but his heart was a mess, and this time he was even more flustered than the last time.

The imperial doctor took the pulse, asked a little more about the situation, and suddenly said in a panic: "Back to the prince's words, according to Weichen and others, the crown princess may have had fetal gas. ”

Rong Zhan's face turned blue suddenly, what kind of fetal gas? When he was just called to check the pulse, they all said that they were not sick and could not diagnose anything. Why did he diagnose the child again just over an hour later? If he had said it earlier, he would not have been as impulsive as he had just been. Rong Zhan faintly began to regret it, it may have been too intense just now to attract her like this.

Rong Zhan pulled the collar of the Tai Hospital's judgment: "Why didn't you say it earlier?!"

Several imperial doctors knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "Back to the prince, I really didn't diagnose it before." Presumably, the fetus is less than a month old, and the fetal phase is not obvious. Weichen also heard from this mother that the crown princess had symptoms of redness, combined with the symptoms of the princess's chills all over her body before, so she dared to assert!"

Rong Zhan clenched his fists, eager to reward them with a few punches. The last time she was in the palace, she was like this, she shed a lot of blood, and the child could not be saved. In Rong Zhan's consciousness, bleeding is equal to miscarriage, and this formula flashed in Rong Zhan's mind. Rong Zhan only felt that his brain was blank, and he was completely out of ideas, and asked in panic, "What should I do now?"

A few imperial doctors, you look at me, I look at you, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, wait for Weichen to make a prescription." ”

The Tai Hospital sentenced him to write a prescription and asked a few Tai Doctors to follow along and consider it.

"As soon as I took the pulse, I knew that the crown princess was deficient in qi and blood, and this recipe may not be effective, so let it be fate. ”

"Don't mind, if this child can't be saved, our official hats won't be saved. ”

"It's not easy to keep your head, what hat do you care?"

Mother Zhong and the Tai Hospital sentenced the two to go to the tea room to stare at the decoction in person, and several other Tai Doctors knelt aside to pray to the Buddha. Speaking of which, isn't the culprit still the prince himself? Now that something has happened, and the doctor is to blame, who can diagnose the child who is less than a month old? Isn't this intentionally embarrassing?

Everyone knows what the two of them did just now, but it's just not easy to put it on the table. If he hadn't tossed too much, how could he have gotten to the point of seeing red? The wound had only been scabbed over for a few days, and the young man was really strong in the clouds, and if he were a few of them, he would have to stay in bed for ten days and a half to recuperate from this sword wound alone.

Seeing that the gauze on the prince's wound had begun to bleed, an elderly imperial doctor got up from the ground, rubbed his old waist, and said, "Prince, it's time to change the dressing for your wound, why don't you re-bandage it first?"

As soon as Rong Zhan lowered his head, he realized that the wound had collapsed, no wonder he felt the pain of the wound just now.

Rong Zhan held it with one hand: "Don't worry about it." ”

The medicine from the Tai Hospital is served in a small porcelain bowl, black and brown, and the tongue is numb when you smell it. If you drink this in one go, the tongue of the person who doesn't drink it will be wooden?

Rong Zhan held the medicine bowl and looked at the imperial hospital: "Listen, drink this medicine, if the princess is fine, I will reward you with two hundred taels of silver each." If it doesn't work if you drink it, let's settle the old account together. ”

The court judge stood with his hands down: "Weichen understands. ”

Rong Zhan entered the curtain, held her neck, and let her lean in his arms. Holding a medicine bowl in one hand and a small spoon in the other, he slowly fed her to drink.

"Is it bitter?" asked Rong Zhan.

Yuan Xi didn't answer, swallowed the medicine, and asked quietly, "Is it really a child?"