Honghui is reborn in Legend of Zhen Huan, I will protect my mother

Su Peisheng and Gao Wuyong retreated one after another, leaving only the masters in the room.

Yinzhen pulled over his eldest son's left hand, which was wrapped in gauze, so he couldn't see the situation inside clearly. However, since his eldest son could still extend and retract his fingers normally, he should be fine.

Looking into his eldest son's eyes, he said earnestly: "Honghui, you must be more careful next time. Fortunately, nothing happened to you this time. If anything..."

Honghui felt a little guilty, but he pretended to be very good, "Father, I know I was wrong, and I will be more careful in the future."

Since it was not a big deal, Yinzhen only said a few words and let it go: "Forget it, I won't say any more. Go out and play for a while. Father and your mother have something to talk about."

Honghui nodded obediently, turned around and walked out. He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to run and jump more and gather enough energy to face the next challenge.

Until she could no longer see her son's back, Yixiu withdrew her gaze and asked the Fourth Master, "Master, how is the situation in the mansion?"

Yinzhen said nonchalantly, "Miao died of hemorrhage after giving birth to the eldest princess this morning. Qi is taking care of her affairs. The eldest princess is also being raised by Qi. There is nothing else."

Yixiu wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and said with a sigh, "Sister Miao was unlucky. She passed away at such a young age. But she gave birth to a princess for me and made great contributions to our family line." She did not sympathize with Miao's experience, but she had to put on an appearance. After all, Miao was dealt with secretly and she could not cause gossip from outsiders.

Yinzhen didn't think so. Compared with Miao, he valued the eldest princess more. For the sake of the eldest princess, he had to prevent future troubles.

"Miao ruined things. The eldest princess has such a guilty mother. She will be criticized in the future! I intentionally changed the imperial edict. From now on, Qi is the eldest princess's mother. As for Miao, let her go quietly."

Yixiu did not continue to argue. What happened to Miao, Qi and the eldest princess had nothing to do with her. However, as the concubine of the housekeeper, she still had to show her virtue.

"Well, what Master said makes sense. After all, she is the eldest princess of the mansion, so her status should be raised. However, since the eldest princess's biological mother has changed, why don't we also mention Sister Qi's status? Logically speaking, a princess who has made contributions to the continuation of the family line can be promoted to concubine, and Sister Qi is still an elder in the mansion. I wonder if Master is interested?"

Yinzhen fell into deep thought. The position of concubine was insignificant. Even if it sounded nice, it was still ambiguous whether to give it or not. However, the Qi family...

"Let's put it on hold for now. Wait until Li and Song give birth. The mansion will propose one or two concubines."

"I'll make the decision!"

Yixiu had no intention of interfering, as she was not a concubine on the same level as her. Concubines and princesses were not recorded in the imperial genealogy. No matter which of the princesses in the backyard were promoted to concubines, it would not affect the situation in the mansion.

However, she also had a little idea. She just hoped that Li could give birth to a boy. Then she could say a few nice words and the concubine would be secure.

After all, compared to the unpredictable Song, she prefers the not-so-smart Li. Smart people are not easy to control!

……

One day, two days, and five days passed in a row. Honghui felt much more energetic, and there was nothing unusual about his body, with no symptoms of fever at all.

In the past few days, he deliberately went to places with few people to exercise, and he never went to the third courtyard. After all, cowpox is a bit risky, and it would be better to infect as few people as possible.

In fact, he also thought about locking himself in the house, but in order not to arouse any suspicion, he had to give up this plan with great reluctance.

But, how many days have passed? How come nothing unusual has happened? Or is his work in vain?

Honghui pretended to be calm on the surface, but he was a little anxious in his heart. Did he have to look for another opportunity?

In this uneasy state, the ninth day of July soon arrived.

Early in the morning that day, Honghui felt a little uncomfortable after waking up. His head also hurt a little. He touched his forehead and felt it was a little hot.

Could it be? He didn't have time to think about it, and shouted loudly: "Zhao Quanshun, go and ask the palace doctor to come over. This prince seems to be a little cold."

Regardless of whether it is cowpox or not, he will not go out today and will wait for the government doctor to come and check his pulse.

Zhao Quanshun left the house in panic and ran straight to the side concubine's room. When he saw the aunts, he immediately cried out: "Aunt Jianqiu, Aunt Randong, go back and tell the side concubine that the eldest prince is not feeling well. He may have caught a cold."

Jianqiu looked anxious. She pulled Zhao Quanshun over and took him into the inner room.

After the two of them reported, Yixiu hurried to her son's room, with an anxious look on her face.

When she walked in, she saw that her son's face was red, and it was obvious that he had a fever. She touched it tentatively with her hand, and it was indeed a fever, but the temperature was not high, just a low fever.

"Jianqiu, go and call the palace doctor over; Randong, go to the small kitchen and boil some hot water; Huichun, bring some clean underwear and towels for the eldest prince to change into; Xiuxia, go and report to Lord Beile."

Yixiu made the arrangements in a hurry. Before the age of three, Honghui had suffered from fever several times, so she had sufficient experience.

Not long after, Yinzhen hurried over.

He touched his eldest son's forehead and said worriedly, "Did you catch a cold because you kicked off the quilt at night? Or are you not wearing enough clothes?"

Without waiting for Honghui to reply, Yinzhen shouted, "Zhao Quanshun, how did you take care of the eldest prince? Why did the eldest prince have a fever?"

Zhao Quanshun knelt down with a plop, not daring to say a word, and just kowtowed and apologized.

Honghui immediately spoke out to stop him: "Father, you know your son well. He follows the rules of sleeping very well and never kicks the quilt. Besides, he hasn't taken off any clothes in the past few days..."

Seeing that his eldest son was in good spirits, Yinzhen breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, stop talking, wait for the court doctor to come and check your pulse. It's just a minor cold, you will be healthy soon."

The crowd didn't have to wait long before the court physician hurried in, carrying a medical box.

He just greeted briefly before being called up.

"Okay, come and check the eldest prince's pulse to see if he has a cold."

The court physician walked quickly to the bedside, gently lifted the eldest prince's right hand and began to take his pulse.

The low fever won't go away, there's an evil fire in the body, and I have a headache and slight body pain. Don't these look like symptoms of a cold?

The court physician was a little undecided, so he let go of the eldest prince's right hand and wanted to use his left hand to check his pulse again.