After rebirth, Zha Gong begged me to love him [Rebirth]

Mrs. Wei gave instructions to the servants behind her, her anxious expression had already lost her proportions.

The servant was also quite frightened, and ran out scrambling.

When Lord Wei Hou arrived, Wang Weizhi had already been carried back to the bedroom.

Mrs. Wei was wiping his sweat anxiously with a handkerchief.

Marquis Wei strode in, "How is your son?"

"I have a high fever." Madam Wei's tone was a little resentful.

Marquis Wei frowned, his face was a little ugly, he glanced at Mrs. Wei, "Why are you so weak, have you invited a doctor yet?"

"How can a doctor in this city be able to do it? The young master of the Zhao family had a high fever a few days ago. Master Hou should quickly ask the imperial doctor to take a look." Madam Wei was already crying when she spoke, "You Said that we found him with great difficulty, why couldn't we be more lenient to him, how could he stand such a heavy punishment just after he came back from suffering? You are too cruel."

Master Wei's complexion was gloomy, and he was vaguely regretful. He was too eager for success for his son who had been living abroad for more than ten years, but the capital city was no smaller than other places. The family has been in the capital for several years, so it can't fall under his hands. It's just that the person lying on the bed with red cheeks is his son, so why doesn't Marquis Wei feel distressed?

Sighing, "You find a doctor to take a look first, and I will go to the palace to invite someone in person."

After that, Master Wei Hou went out to give orders, and Mrs. Wei hurriedly sent someone to the city to invite a doctor.

Everyone ran around for a while, Wang Weizhi felt drowsy from the fever, half asleep and half awake, vaguely thought that he and Wen Xian were still trapped on the isolated island, and his body naturally looked to the side to find the warm body temperature.

I just searched and searched, but couldn't find that warm hug, so I couldn't help opening my eyes with a cry.

The candles in his bedroom were brightly lit, and a group of people huddled around the bed. He moved his stiff neck, and immediately a hand stretched out to cover his forehead.

"Zhi'er, do you feel better?" Madam Wei's worried face appeared in sight, Wang Weizhi was stunned for a while, and reflexively looked to the side, but he didn't find Wen Xian's figure. Remembering that they had already left the small island, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Mother." Only when he said this did he realize that his voice was very hoarse, and his mouth was bitter, which was very uncomfortable.

In fact, he is naturally afraid of bitterness, and even a little bit of bitterness can make him very uncomfortable.

"Just took the medicine, don't talk." Mrs. Wei looked haggard.

Wang Weizhi couldn't bear it, and suppressed the bitter taste that went straight into his throat: "I made my mother worry."

Mrs. Wei lovingly touched the top of Wang Weizhi's head, "If you know you're worrying your mother, get well soon."

Wang Weizhi raised his hand and touched his forehead, it was astonishingly hot, no wonder he felt so dizzy.

Maybe it's because illness makes people more vulnerable, or maybe Wang Weizhi is a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, or maybe he has enjoyed a mother's love that he has never enjoyed before. At this moment, he is wrinkling his chubby face out of temper. , the round cat eyes narrowed in grievance, and said coquettishly: "Mother, it's hard."

Mrs. Wei was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head with a broken smile, "How old are you and still afraid of suffering? If your father hears about it, he will blame you again."

Thinking of the stern Marquis Wei, Wang Weizhi frowned, "Mother won't tell father."

Mrs. Wei responded with a smile, and ordered someone to find a candied fruit for Wang Weizhi to eat. The high fever persisted, and the bitter taste disappeared, and Wang Weizhi fell into a drowsy sleep again.

As soon as he fell asleep, Mrs. Wei stood up with a worried face and went to the door, "The medicine prescribed by the doctor really didn't work, and my son's high fever has not subsided. Has the Marquis returned?"

The servant guarding the door said: "I haven't seen Lord Hou's carriage yet."

Mrs. Wei was anxious like ants on a hot pot, pacing back and forth at the door.From time to time, I looked towards the gate.

After such a toss, it seemed that the sky was about to dawn, but Wei Houye's carriage was still missing.

Wang Weizhi was so burnt that Mrs. Wei couldn't wait any longer, so she simply stood up and ordered a few servants to go to the palace to find Lord Wei.

At this moment, Wei Houye's carriage finally came back.

Mrs. Wei hurried forward, waiting for the imperial doctor to come down to save her life.

Unexpectedly, when the door curtain was lifted, not only was there no imperial doctor, but even Marquis Wei disappeared.

She hurriedly asked the servant who followed Lord Wei into the palace, "Where's the person?"

That servant actually knelt down in front of Mrs. Wei with his legs limp, "Hou, Lord Hou was detained by the Second Prince."

Mrs. Wei was dizzy for a while, "What about the imperial physician?"

"The second prince forbids the imperial physician to come to the Wei residence for consultation."

Madam Wei felt that the sky was collapsing and the ground was sinking, but she took a step back, and the servants at the side hurried forward to support her.

Mrs. Wei calmed down for a cup of tea before she felt relieved, "Go, send someone to guard the palace gate."

After speaking, she hurriedly turned around and walked to Wang Weizhi's bed.

The boy on the bed had flushed cheeks, shortness of breath, and even the under eyelids were burnt blue-gray.

The disease came on too quickly. The doctor I visited before said that Wang Weizhi fell into the water and caught the cold. For some reason, he didn’t attack, but the cold air accumulated in his body was still there. He was sent to kneel in the ancestral hall by Master Wei. The weather in early spring was fine during the day, but at night the dew became heavier.

At this time, even Marquis Wei, who was in charge, was detained in the palace. Presumably, the second prince must remember his son's revenge for saving the third prince, so this is a beating.

Mrs. Wei was anxious, but she was just a woman from a Taoist family. Before she left the court, she was a standard noble girl in the capital. After marrying Lord Wei, she still obeyed the rules and obeyed the four virtues.

"Hurry up and find some doctors." She wiped Wang Weizhi's cold sweat anxiously.

The servant ran out in a hurry, and after a stick of incense, the servant came back alone.

Mrs. Wei didn't see the doctor behind him, and asked anxiously, "Where is the person I asked you to find? Why did you come back by yourself?"

The servant's face was a little pale, and he said tremblingly: "The palace has released news, no... no...", the servant hesitated and dared not speak.

Seeing that he couldn't utter a word for a long time, Mrs. Wei asked anxiously: "No, you said it."

"Doctors from the capital are not allowed to come to Wei's mansion for consultation."

Mrs. Wei's heart sank. In fact, when she saw the servant coming back alone, she guessed it, but it was another matter to really hear it.

In a fit of rage, Madam Wei, who was always dignified and proud, dropped her teacup in anger.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Wen Shen is too deceitful!! Do you really think he is the only one who decides the capital?"

Seeing her being so angry, all the servants in the room knelt down, and everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe, for fear of becoming cannon fodder on the muzzle of the gun.

The son who had been lost for more than ten years was finally found. How could Mrs. Wei suffer so much when she saw him?

Several hours have passed, and Wei Houye has not been seen out of the palace. The second prince is determined to make the Wei family look bad.

For Mrs. Wei, the face of the Wei family is important, but Wang Weizhi is even more important. Looking at her son in pain, Mrs. Wei's fingers holding the edge of the bed turned white.

After calming down for a moment, she suddenly got up and ordered a few servants, when everyone didn't know what to do.

Mrs. Wei said coldly: "Go, I want to enter the palace to face the saint!"