Quick Wear: Pregnant Beauty and Childbirth Plan

The young man walked closer and closer, and when he reached the bridge by the river, sky lanterns suddenly rose in the night, and the entire scenery by the river suddenly lit up.

Then I heard the young man running over and shouting:

"Eldest Young Master?"

"Is he the eldest son?"

The voice sounded familiar to Wei Ce. He turned around and looked over, and saw the young man on the bridge getting off the bridge and coming to his side.

"Are you Chang Yan?"

The young man nodded excitedly, "Eldest Young Master, I am Chang Yan, the book boy next to Second Young Master."

Wei Ce thought for a while. His younger brother went to study in the academy in the capital. His uncle was engaged in business in the capital. His family was rich and powerful. His younger brother was cared for there and had been gone for three years.

The book boy next to my younger brother is indeed named Chang Yan.

"Chang Yan, the second young master is not with you? Why are you coming back alone?"

Wei Ce asked. He looked behind Chang Yan and saw that he was really alone.

"Eldest Young Master, the younger one came back early to announce the good news. Second Young Master has been selected!"

"Failed?"

Chang Yan nodded repeatedly, "Second Young Master passed the Qiu Wei this year, and now he has won the imperial examination and has become the youngest person to be elected!"

Wei Ce looked up at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree by the river. The time when the list was released in autumn coincided with the blooming of the sweet-scented osmanthus, so it was also called "Guibang".

It turns out that it’s already autumn.

"Where is the second brother? When does he plan to come back?"

Chang Yan replied: "The second young master is in the capital now. My uncle held a celebration banquet for him. The second young master said that the younger one will come back first to announce the good news, and he will go home after a while."

Wei Ce nodded and said no more, but there was a smile in his eyes. In fact, he was happy for his brother.

Wen Ya holds several masks in her hand, and now she can only wear them by herself.

Chang Yanguang was talking while talking about the good news. Only then did he notice that Wei Ce's leg was injured and he was sitting in a wheelchair with a woman beside him.

"Master, your legs..."

"It's okay. I won't have to move around anymore when I sit in a wheelchair."

Wei Ce was optimistic, but Chang Yan looked at Wen Ya, and Wen Ya nodded, which meant she was disabled.

Chang Yan's eyes turned red immediately. The second young master passed the test, and the horse's hoof was broken due to the spring breeze, but the eldest young master lost his leg. Who can feel better? Chang Yan stood aside and stopped talking.

At this moment, the sky, which had been lightly blown by the evening breeze, suddenly became dense with dark clouds, followed by thunder and lightning.

In an instant, it started pouring rain.

Wen Ya, on the other hand, immediately and reflexively picked up Wei Ce, hugged him and ran away.

Chang Yan was dumbfounded.

Wen Ya did not forget to warn: "Chang Yan, remember to carry the wheelchair over."

The group of people was by the river at this time, and the carriage stopped near the bridge. When Wen Ya crossed the bridge with Wei Ce in her arms, the rain fell hard and fast for a short period of time, soaking the ground and soaking people. .

Wen Ya put Wei Ce into the carriage, and both of them were soaked to the skin.

Chang Mo, on the other hand, went to put out river lanterns downstream of the river. When he came back, he was also soaked and saw Chang Yan waiting for him.

Chang Mo asked: "Chang Yan? Why are you here? The second young master is back?"

Chang Yan replied: "The second young master has passed the imperial examination and has not come back yet..."

Then, Wen Ya urged, "Get in the carriage quickly, it's raining too much, we'll tell you more when we go back to the house."

So Chang Yan and Chang Mo sat in front of the carriage and drove away.

*

After returning to the Wei Mansion, Wen Ya quickly carried Wei Ce back to the bedroom. The man's brows were furrowed, and it was obvious that the injury on his leg was starting to recur in pain.

I was caught in the rain and the moisture got into my body.

Wen Ya took off his wet clothes, and when Chang Mo and Chang Yan followed him in, they saw this ambiguous scene.

The two of them avoided suspicion and were about to go out, but Wen Ya stopped them: "Chang Mo, go and ask a doctor to come and take a look at the eldest son's legs."

Wet clothes were scattered all over the floor. When he was riding in the carriage on the road, Wei Ce leaned against Wen Ya. He had already fallen asleep and his whole body began to feel hot.

He closed his eyes and whispered in his mouth: "Cold, so cold."

When Wen Ya saw that Chang Mo and Chang Yan hadn't left yet, she urged, "Hurry up and call the doctor. Why are you still hanging around!"

The two immediately left the house. When they walked outside, Chang Yan asked Chang Mo curiously: "When did the eldest young master get married? Why didn't you inform the second young master?"

Chang Mo shook his head, "That's the eldest son's first wife, not his wife's wife."

In the room, Wen Ya reached out and touched Wei Ce's forehead. The temperature of his tentacles was scalding hot, like burning flames.

It's true that he is strong on the outside but strong on the inside. His temper is so tough and his body is so weak. After being exposed to the rain for a while, he developed a high fever.

This time, he is really a little wilted.

Her fair face turned red. Wen Ya waited for a long time, but still didn't wait for Chang Mo to come back.

Finally, a voice came from outside the door, "Miss Wen, the rain is too heavy and it's dark. Chang Yan and I went out to look for the doctor, but we couldn't find anyone at all."

What Chang Mo didn't say was that if the downpour continued like this, there would be a risk of flooding. What's more, it was still night and there was no way to find a doctor.

"Where's the doctor in the mansion? Isn't there a doctor in the mansion?"

Wen Ya was a little anxious, Wei Ce had a high fever, and he was afraid he would become a fool if he waited for the doctor tomorrow.

"Today is the Flower Goddess Day. Madam has given the servants in the palace a day off, and the palace doctor has gone home."

Chang Mo didn't expect that things would be so difficult.

Wen Ya was silent... After a while, she said, "You and Chang Yan go and tell Mrs. Wei the good news. The second young master has been elected. As for the eldest young master, you don't have to worry about it."

Hearing Wen Ya's voice, Chang Mo felt that Wen Ya would definitely be able to handle everything, so he responded, "Okay, I will go and announce the good news to Madam, and I will leave the eldest son to you."

Since she couldn't wait for the doctor, Wen Ya could only find a way on her own.

Cool down…

Physical cooling.

She immediately turned around and went to bring a basin of cold water.

Then he found a bottle of wine in the small kitchen in the courtyard.

Soak the towel in cold water, wring it out, fold it into a strip, and apply it on Wei Ce's hot forehead.

So, he dipped a towel in wine and wiped Wei Ce's armpits and limbs over and over again.

Every once in a while, when the coldness of the towel on her forehead subsided, she dipped it in cold water again and applied it to Wei Ce again.

He dipped it in wine again and wiped Wei Ce's limbs.

In this way, after nearly two-quarters of an hour, the temperature on Wei Ce's forehead dropped by more than half, leaving only a slight burning sensation, and his body was no longer hot.

Wen Ya was finally able to take a breath, but Wei Ce suddenly started talking nonsense in pain, mumbling to himself, unable to hear what he was saying.

His cheeks, which had been flushed due to high fever, now turned pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and there were small beads of sweat on the tip of his nose.

He couldn't move his legs, so he could only fold his arms and huddle up, trembling all over, as if he was stuck in an ice cellar.

"Eldest Young Master? Wei Ce? What's wrong with you?"

"Is it cold? Can I put a quilt on you again?"

"Can you hear me clearly?"

Wen Ya worriedly asked several questions in succession, but unfortunately, Wei Ce didn't answer at all.

Just as Wen Ya stood up to get him a quilt, the man's hand suddenly moved, stretched out from the quilt, grabbed her arm, and rolled her into his quilt.