After His Majesty was reborn, the poor little girl in his previous life was spoiled to death

Xiang Ming turned around and just went to get the medicine from the stove, she saw Aunt Ye standing in front of the room. Just as she was about to push the door open, she hurriedly raised her voice and said, "Aunt Ye."

Ye Zhen's body shook and she slowly turned around. Seeing that it was Xiang Ming, she smiled and said, "I thought you were serving me in there."

Xiang Ming walked forward quickly, took a look inside the room, and apologized, "Aunt, the Marquis is talking to someone, and he has ordered that no one is allowed to enter."

Ye Zhen's hand was half on the center of the partition door. Hearing this, she quickly withdrew her hand and said with a smile, "I see. No wonder there was no one to serve around. But has the Marquis woken up?"

Xiang Ming smiled and said, "That's right, the Marquis has been awake for a while. He just doesn't look very energetic. Doctor Xue said that slowly, he will be awake for longer and longer periods of time. There is no need to rush to sleep after waking up. Just let nature take its course."

The Marquis had been seriously injured. Over the past few days, everyone serving him had lost weight, especially Madam Ye.

She had been ill for many years and was physically weak. She was caught in the heavy rain that night, which aroused her illness. She also suddenly learned that the marquis was seriously injured, and her qi and blood went uphill. She had an attack when she returned home that night.

She was worried about the Marquis and refused to rest and recuperate. She had taken strong medicines in the past few days and forced herself to come and serve him. Now her face was so thin that only two eyes could be seen, her lips were pale, and her chin was pointed.

Upon hearing that the Marquis had woken up, Aunt Ye smiled sincerely: "Good, good, he is getting better day by day. I said that the Marquis would be fine, it's all thanks to Sister Xiangming."

Xiang Ming quickly declined, saying, "Madam, you are too modest. Xiang Ming does not dare to take credit for it. It is all thanks to the imperial physician's efforts and the two madams' attentive care."

While the two were talking, there was a sudden creaking sound and the door was opened from the inside. A handsome young man with messy hair came out. His face was pale and his forehead was red. Who else could it be but Yan Ling?

Seeing Xiang Ming holding the medicine, Yan Ling said with red eyes: "Hurry up and send it to the Marquis!"

When Xiang Ming heard that something was wrong, she didn't bother to ask more questions and hurried into the room to take a look. She was immediately shocked to see that Shen Chongyan's eyes were closed and his face was pale. The wound under his gauze robe was bleeding from the edge of the neatly bandaged pure white gauze!

She panicked: "Go call Doctor Xue!" She said angrily: "Damn you! I told you in vain. What did you say to the Marquis? Don't you know that the Marquis is in such a bad condition that he cannot be disturbed?"

Yan Ling was scolded so much that he dared not say a word in reply. He just turned around to look for the imperial physician, but was stopped by Aunt Ye. She pointed to the left and said, "Brother Yan, are you confused? Judge Xue is resting over there!"

Ye Zhen was very angry. She hurried forward to support the Marquis and helped Xiang Ming feed him the medicine. But Shen Chongyan's teeth were clenched tightly, and the medicine spilled out when it reached his mouth. Xiang Ming was so anxious that she could not help but say, "Marquis, can you hear me? Please open your mouth."

Seeing that the Marquis refused to open his mouth, Aunt Ye calmed herself down and said, "Don't panic. The Marquis is so angry that he is stunned for a moment. He won't be able to swallow it even if you feed him now."

Xiang Ming put down the medicine cup and cried anxiously: "It must be Yan Ling's inappropriate response that made the Marquis anxious!" She blamed herself: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let the Marquis see him!"

Ye Zhen suppressed her emotions, she stretched out her hand and held Shen Chongyan's clenched fist, barely holding back her anger and said, "How old is Yan Ling? How can we expect a boy who has not yet grown up to take things seriously? No matter how big the matter is, can't we wait a few days?"

She blamed Yan Ling for acting carelessly, but couldn't help but resent the Marquis in her heart.

They have waited for so long, can't they just wait a few days? They have to joke with their own bodies. What if God is blind and makes the Marquis suffer? Will they still have a way to live?

Shen Chongyan's hands were cold and hard, and one's heart sank just by touching them. Ye Zhen suddenly said, "Go and get Miss Ning!"

Xiang Ming was surprised that she said this and said, "Miss Ning is not at home right now. She went to Lord Lin's house."

Aunt Ye said impatiently: "Send someone to pick her up quickly." Her tone was urgent and quick, without any trace of her usual gentle demeanor.

Xiang Ming replied subconsciously: "Yes, I will go find someone right away."

Who knew that at this moment, the Marquis's tightly clenched hands suddenly twitched, he gently broke free of Ye Zhen's hand, and uttered a very weak voice: "No, you are not allowed to go."

Xiang Ming cried with joy, "The Marquis is awake!" But Aunt Ye quickly put her hand behind Shen Chongyan's ear and said hurriedly, "Marquis, don't rush to talk. We won't go."

Her eyes were solemn as she said softly, "The Marquis's heartbeat is extremely fast. If this continues, something terrible will happen."

Xiang Ming stood up suddenly, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw: "The imperial physician is here!"

Judge Xue and Imperial Physician Bai ran in disheveled. The Marquis had a fever last night, and the two of them barely slept a wink. Now they were catching up on their sleep on the bed when someone suddenly broke in and dragged them over.

Judge Xue saw him from a distance, and his face suddenly changed: "Bring the golden needle!" His beard stood up, and he shouted: "Who has seen the Marquis? Are you trying to kill him?"

Xiang Ming was so panicked that she sat down on the ground and said in a sad voice, "Doctor, the Marquis just woke up and spoke."

Doctor Bai's face was as gloomy as water: "What's the point of saying this? All of you get out! Only the medicine boy is allowed to come in and out to serve, and no one else is allowed to come in."

The doctor mercilessly ordered them to leave. Xiang Ming and Aunt Ye looked at each other, supported each other and walked out.

Xiang Ming couldn't stop crying. She no longer had the demeanor of a maid in charge of the outer courtyard. She was at a loss and said, "Auntie, what should I do? Should I report this to the old lady?"

Ye Zhen calmed down and held on to her breath: "The old lady is just worried if she knows. If one of them can't hold on like before, it will be even more troublesome. You listen to me, take care of the yard and don't let the people here go to the back and make a fuss."

Her eyes were dark, staring at Xiang Ming with a heavy gaze: "Especially remember, keep an eye on Concubine Song. She is young and cannot handle things. Don't let her cause trouble for the old lady."

Xiang Ming nodded with tears in her eyes: "Auntie, you are right." When she saw Ye Zhen turning around and about to leave, she couldn't help but ask: "Where are you going, Auntie?"

Ye Zhen held onto the pillar and panted twice: "I am very panicked. I have to go back to the yard to take a dose of medicine. I will leave this to you, young lady."

Xiang Ming hurriedly said, "Auntie, please stay. I'll find a maid to take you back."

Aunt Ye shook her head: "No need, don't let them move around now. I'll just walk back slowly by myself."

She said goodbye to Xiangming and went to the backyard. She was thinking about the Marquis's Xiangming but didn't see it. After turning around the courtyard wall, Ye Zhen didn't go east, but made a circle and went straight to the west.

Beyond Songshou Hall, at the westernmost end of the Marquis’ Mansion, stands a solitary small courtyard with three entrances.

Originally there lived an old concubine who had committed a serious crime. After her death, no one lived here for a long time and the place became deserted, leaving only a small Buddhist temple covered with dust and cobwebs.

"Cough, cough, cough." She stopped, took out a handkerchief embroidered with a pattern of peace and fortune from her bosom, covered her nose with her hands, and stepped in.