Bai Li Linlin was so angry that she stomped her feet on the spot, her face was indignant, her originally cute face was also distorted at this time, "What kind of thing is she! How dare she do this to me, is this Shangguan Jing having a problem with her brain, and even treating her as a guest?!"

"Master?" Feng glanced at his master and found that he was looking at Baili Linlin with a funny face, although his face was kind, it still made him shudder in his heart.

"Then according to Miss Baili's meaning, what is Dong Anran?" Sima Jin looked at Baili Linlin, his eyes flashing with an unclear meaning.

Baili Linlin couldn't help shrinking her head, she was just worried about embarrassing An Ran, how could she forget that there was a demon beside her. So he hurriedly said hello and quickly slipped away. Baili Mingyu and An Rou, Mingying saw that they had no intention of staying, and they also retired one by one.

"Master, did you just see that no one said that our princess was bad?" Feng was glared at by Sima Jin angrily with a look of I understand, "Bastard, when did you ask about the king's affairs?" "Uh, master, my subordinates are wrong, and my subordinates don't dare to speculate anymore." It's just, master, should we go or stay?"

"Don't go, are you waiting for Shangguan to invite you to dinner?" Glancing at the increasingly bold wind, Sima Jin loosened his muscles, "I'm just afraid that she will be played to death too early, I just don't have to play." The wind stuck out his tongue and chuckled.

An Ran followed the maid all the way to Mrs. Shangguan's room, and saw that the room was full of smoke, although it was not the height of summer, but the temperature outside was still not low, but there seemed to be a stove in this room.

An Ran frowned, Mrs. Shangguan was holding her abdomen with one hand at this time, her face was painful, her lips were bloody, and the other maid was constantly wiping her sweat beside her. "Madam, Miss Enron is here. Shangguan Jing stepped forward to support his wife, his face full of distress.

"I've seen Mrs. Shangguan. An Ran stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"Miss An Ran doesn't need to be polite, my husband and Yu'er have already told me about you, and I'm very happy that you can come. Mrs. Shangguan took a breath and looked at An Ran, but her expression was still painful.

An Ran stopped talking nonsense when he saw this, "Madame, is it a small day, is it painful like this every time?" Mrs. Shangguan nodded, "Yes, every time I come, I can't wait to cut my stomach." The folk doctors and the imperial doctors in the palace went back and forth and didn't know how many times they saw it, but it was useless. Mrs. Shangguan said a few words, and fine beads of sweat immediately appeared on her forehead.

"That's it. Madam, in fact, the weather is not cold now, so don't light the incense burner. If the air in the room is fresher, it is actually good for the human body. Do you say yes, General Shangguan?" An Ran looked at Shangguan Jing, and the gesture in his eyes, Shangguan Jing naturally understood, and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to open the window for ventilation.

The little maid next to Mrs. Shangguan looked worried, "General, Imperial Doctor Kong said that Madame is cold, so she needs to keep warm all the time, and even in hot weather, Madame feels cold, this burning stove is what he ordered, will this window be opened?"

Shangguan Jing and An Ran glanced at each other, "Hehe, it's okay." Madame's cold is good, but it can't be cured by the warmth of the outside world. Madame needs internal therapy. All right, you go down and prepare a big vat of hot water, and then a big vat of vinegar. Now, I'll show Madame another look. Several slaves and maidservants went down to prepare.