This made me stunned for a moment, hurriedly put away the poison in my hand, found a place where no one would find it, put it honestly, and then went out.
"what's happenin?"
"Fujin Fujin kept saying that she was weak after eating at night. Just now she suddenly said that her stomach hurts. We didn't think it was good, so we hurried to call Fujin!"
"I'll take a look." I lifted the skirt and trot into her room.
Sure enough, he saw Jiang Yurong lying on the bed with a sweat on his face tossing over and over. It really seemed that something had happened.
"Yu Rong?" I called her, and then quickly sat on the edge of her bed.
"Sister..." Jiang Yurong was not confused yet, knowing to respond to me, and then hurriedly shook my hand: "Where is the prince?"
"He... he will come in a while." I blinked and watched Jiang Yurong, although his expression was a little bit different, but his eyebrows and foreheads were clear, obviously not a serious illness, so I turned to hold her wrist and said by the way: "Call the lord. Come here and say her Fu Jin is sick."
The little maids responded quickly and went to the study to find the first or two big Han Moyu who was worried about the flood, while I pinched Jiang Yurong's wrist and secretly pinched his veins.
The pulse is calm, a little irritable, and the fire is a little bit more, the slight fire that can be lowered by drinking more herbal tea.
But also, now that you have a child, naturally you can't drink too much coolness, but this won't make her scream like this.
The only possibility is that she took advantage of this opportunity to make trouble for a while, wanting Han Moyu to look at her more.
It's true that Han Moyu and his clone Jiang Yurong haven't been very much in the past few days. It's no wonder that she is a little unhappy and wants to use such behavior to please her.
There is nothing wrong with it, I just want to see my husband.
It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable from the bottom of my heart. If in modern society, monogamy, this situation would not happen at all.
Therefore, the women who are fighting in the palace are also poor people who are forced by fate to have nowhere to go.
Who wants to fight back and forth? Not to mention wasting brain cells, it is still possible to get yourself in at any time... The only thing for this is to have one or two words of concern from your own man.
After a while, Han Moyu came over, looking anxious, and was taken aback when he saw me standing at the door.
"Are you okay?"
"What's the matter with me."
"..." His brows tightened, and then his eyes changed obviously: "Then let the maid tell me that Fu Jin is sick."
"Jiang Yurong is also your Fujin."
"..."
Han Moyu turned around and entered the room, looking at Jiang Yurong who was gasping in pain, and asked a few questions, and then confessed to go out and find a doctor to take a look at the mansion.
The doctor came and took a look. The pulse condition was similar to the one I pinched. He gave me some anti-fetal medicine. I looked at the prescription for calming the nerves and removing the fire. It was not as strong as the herbal tea. So just chuckled and didn't say much.
After sending the doctor away, Jiang Yurong was sticky for a while, still sad to see me being gentle and gentle.
But that guy Han Moyu is really a cold-blooded animal, with a warm color on his face in the first second, and he will explain it when he comes out the next second.
"Quickly settle the matter and send her back to her yard." After speaking, I went back quickly, presumably annoying.
I looked at Jiang Yurong's house, then at Han Moyu who was leading the person away, and sighed helplessly.
In the early morning of the next morning, I went into the back kitchen and made a big bowl of soup, filled with enough medicine, which would make her sleep for two or three days like I did last time.
Before eating, I drank the medicine, and then poured a large bowl into my stomach, and instead gave myself and Jiang Yurong a bowl for myself and Jiang Yurong.
"Come on, Yurong, I made the soup myself! It's so delicious, you can try it!"
Jiang Yurong took the job and smiled softly: "Okay, I'll try it."
When I watched Jiang Yurong drink those things, I felt at ease in my heart.
In fact, the pinch at this point is the best. Even if she has any discomfort, she had a symptom before coming to my yard. She even said that she had provoke a demon, which even took me out.
Sure enough, Jiang Yurong's complexion became worse and worse within a short time, his face pale as if he had been with his aunt for half a year.
"Go back to the house and rest for a while?" I looked at her pretending to be concerned: "Seeing you like this is very sleepy. Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"Yes... I haven't slept all night." She breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll go back first, and my sister will eat slowly."
Jiang Yurong quickly returned to the room with the help of the maid. When I calculated that the time was almost up, the maid in her room called out.
"It's not good! Fujin! It's not good! Our side Fujin fainted!"
After I heard this, I went out in a panic: "Quick! Take me to see! Cuiyan! Call the prince!"
The group hurried to Jiang Yurong's room. I saw, um, it was sound asleep. I didn't sleep well the other day. It's actually not bad to have a good dream now.
Han Moyu came in a short while. According to our plan, he appeared very nervous. After that, he urgently found the imperial doctor in the palace to see him.
The imperial doctor was an old man, dressed in a dark blue medical gown, with a simple and elegant breeze. Afterwards, he naturally followed the mentality of getting rid of the disease to ensure that he would save Fujin and let the prince stay calm.
But after the pulse was pinched, the old man began to feel a little nervous.
Seeing his expression, I knew that I had a much better chance of winning, so while taking a long sigh of relief, I blinked with Han Moyu.
Sure enough, the old man pinched his pulse for a long time, and finally knelt tremblingly.
"Enlighten the prince, Fu Jin's symptoms come suddenly, and there are many internal complications. The old minister has to go back and find a few seniors to discuss the long-term plan."
"Long-term plan?" Han Moyu smiled at the corner of his mouth. When facing outsiders, he seemed to be stingy with one more smile and waved his hands: "Call all the best doctors in the hospital! If you can't cure it, you will ask your family to give it to me. The eldest son loses his life!"
"Yes, yes, yes..." The old man shook immediately and knelt down: "The old minister will go back now!"
After that, the old man trembled as if riding a donkey and ran out of Ning Shuo's palace.
I patted Han Moyu: "You are really murderous."
"Yes?"
"Yes." I covered my lips and smiled, thinking that, just like the royal nobles on TV, people will lose their heads at every turn.
But then Han Moyu gave an explanation: "If you don't scare him, what can you do if he is really cured after a while? In this way, they don't dare to cure without full confidence."
"Yes, yes, you are the smartest."
Looking left and right at no one, I just looked at Han Moyu's thin lips and couldn't help but pounced on him, kissed him for a while before letting go.
And Han Moyu didn’t let me go, I gnawed... I changed him, the hand ring was as tight as the tail of a big snake in normal days, after a while, I was sore and feeble again. .
"Huh!" After letting me go, I barely felt like I was alive: "What did you do for so long kiss..."
"Isn't it exciting?"
I looked at Jiang Yurong who was lying next to him, and chuckled: "Pervert, kiss the little wife in front of the elder wife."
Han Moyu was taken aback for a while, then suddenly smiled, rubbing his palm on my ass and asking.
"Who is the little wife?"
I taught him the word wife. I told him that I met a lot of strange people and strange things in the past six years, so I learned a lot of new words, so sometimes he always said something strange to me. Gradually I can understand.
"I'm a little wife." I counted with my fingers, "First of all, I was the last to enter the door, and secondly, haven't you heard a saying?"
"what?"
"The elder wife smells bad, the second wife smells, and the little wife can make soup when peeing."
"..." Han Moyu listened very carefully at first, but at the end he was suddenly embarrassed and helpless again.
"Don't show me that dead face." I pinched his handsome face and threatened: "Do you think you like me the most."
"Yes... I like you the most." Almost as weak as the old lady just now, I feel that Han Moyu is dumbfounding now.
"That's right!" I kissed him again happily, and after the two of them wrestled for a while, the imperial doctor brought a large number of imperial doctors.
I just looked at the row of gray-haired rickety old people and couldn't help laughing... This is really bringing all the old stuff from the bottom of the box!
I don’t know if I have the ability to see that I’m doing tricks