little son-in-law

Mo Nanjin originally thought that it was nothing serious to suffer from the cold and a fever, and he didn't take it seriously at first. Apart from the changing weather and body aches these years, in fact, he had never suffered from any serious illness.After returning to the room, Xiao Mo and the others prepared hot water, took a hot bath, changed their clothes, drank a large bowl of medicine, and fell asleep before dinner time.His mind was dizzy, he seemed to be asleep, and he seemed to be awake all the time. Scenes flashed in front of his eyes. Past life, present life, past, and present were overlapping and chaotic. He wanted to raise his hand to grab something, but his body seemed to be It was suppressed, heavy and unable to move, and it kept sinking into an unknown and dark place.

It seems that Ming Ting came over and fed him a bowl of porridge. At that time, he seemed to be a little conscious, thinking that it should be dinner time. I don’t know if the three children had a good meal. I don’t know if they came all at once With so many people, is there enough food left at home?It was pitch black after that.It's getting dark, this is the last bit of consciousness.

"Xiao Shunzi, what time is it?" The rain outside the window has not stopped, and this mountain town has become more and more quiet on this rainy night. The brand new blue and white cotton quilt is very soft, without incense, and slightly warm The warm natural breath may have been exposed to the sun not long ago, Nangong Jing thought to herself, she has been lying on the bed for more than two hours, but she can't fall asleep anyway, today's dinner is Rong Jin's wife, Yuyang The woman prepared it with one hand, gentle and generous, polite in advancing and retreating, with firm brows, soft but not weak, even he had to admit that she was a rare candidate for a good wife.

"Master, it's past the time of the child, and it's almost time to be ugly." Fushun has been serving Nangong Jingshen for four or five years, and he knows a little about his master. The temperament of this master is calm and calm. To put it bluntly, he is cold and heartless, and he is not very close to his mother and his brother Zhiyuan Prince, and rarely shows his feelings.Even if the imperial court silenced the Linyang Rebellion, it was such a big event that shocked the entire Ning Kingdom, and he knew a little bit about it.He didn't know what the real situation was like back then, and why the prince Xiaorong, who had already been punished, was still alive, but he could see that the master was different from the prince Xiaorong today, even he could see that the master Feeling uneasy today. "Master, do you want some water?" Fushun brought a cup of water warmed on the small stove outside.

"Master, it will be dawn in two or three hours, you can go to sleep again." Fushun took the cup that Nangong Jingshen had finished drinking and put it aside.

"You go down."

Fushun agreed, and retreated to the cubicle with the cup in hand.

Why didn't he come out for dinner tonight?The family members said that they were not feeling well, and they didn't know what was going on now.I heard that his wife has been taking care of it, so it is inconvenient for him to go in. Let's go and see tomorrow.

Nangong Jing closed her eyes and meditated, when she heard a commotion in another room, the movement was not loud, but it was very clear in the middle of the night.If I remember correctly, isn't that the room where Rong Jin's two attendants are named Xiao Mo and Ming Ting?Did something happen at home?

"Master, are you asleep?" Fushun gently pushed the door open and entered.

"what's up?"

"Master, I heard that Prince Xiaorong is seriously ill and has already passed out." Fushun also went out to inquire about it as soon as he heard the news. General Yun was also resting in that room today. Seeing that General Yun and Ming Ting had already rushed out to ask for a doctor, Xiao Mo also rushed to the inner courtyard in a hurry, so he told him these few words in a hurry.He had an intuition that if he didn't report this matter in time, he probably wouldn't use it in the future, so he boldly came in and reported it.

"Master, master!" Fushun only felt a figure flash in front of him, and the person on the bed was gone. "Master, you should add some clothes, it's rainy night." Fushun picked up the clothes hanging by the bed and chased after him. passed by.

Rong Jin, I just found you, I just found you.

The room on the left side of the inner courtyard was brightly lit, and there were people coming in and out. Nangong Jingshen had an intuition that it was that room, and entered a small compartment, and turned right to enter.A bed is placed under the east wall.

"Master, master, can you hear me? Master, wake up, master..."

Nangong Jing took a deep breath.

"Mr. Jing, please let me go." Yuyang came in with a basin of water, and saw the young master who came today standing in front of the bed, wearing only a white underwear, his hair was tied up slightly, and fell down to his waist. She seemed to be calm, but her eyes were so dark that people dared not look directly at them.Hearing this, turning sideways, Yuyang has already come to the bed with water.

"Master, General Yun and the others have already gone to invite a doctor, don't worry, sit down first, Prince Xiao Rong will be fine." Fushun somehow caught up and put the clothes on Nangong Jingshen.

Nangong Jingshen sat down beside the bed without saying a word, and Xiao Mo resigned to his fate and leaned to the side.

"Rong Jin? Rong Jin?" Nangong Jingshen held Mo Nan Jin's hand that was exposed outside the quilt with one hand, feeling hot flashes.The other hand touched his forehead, and he seemed to be asleep, but under the dim oil lamp, it could be seen that his face was flushed red from the high heat, but there was no trace of sweat, and his breathing was not smooth.His brows were furrowed.

"When did it start? Why didn't you call for a doctor earlier?" Nangong Jingshen's tone was very calm, as if she was afraid of waking up the person on the bed, and even considered gentle.

But Xiao Mo always felt cold, but he didn't waste his time. He poured beans into the bamboo tube, and told the whole story of the whole situation.It turned out that when I entered the door this afternoon, I changed my clothes from the inside out and took a shower.He also drank the medicine. At dinner time, he wanted the young master to get up to eat, but the young master was sleeping deeply. These days, the young master rarely fell asleep, and now he is sick again, so he thought it would be okay if he wanted the young master to sleep more.Ming Ting also came to feed him a bowl of porridge.After avoiding the sickness, the two young masters also fell asleep in the wife's room. Xiao Mo guessed that no one would be watching, so he kept vigil on the small couch in the outer cubicle. There was loud thunder in the middle of the night, so he got up to have a look When I touched my forehead, the fever was worse than in the afternoon, and I couldn't wake up, so I panicked and hurried to inform my wife and Ming Ting.

The doctor came very quickly, probably carried back by Ming Ting and Yun Zhongchun, walking in the door as if stepping on cotton, with one foot deep and the other shallow, Xiao Mo directly helped him to the bed and pulled him Sit down.

"Doctor Yun, stop panting, and see what's wrong with my young master?" Xiao Mo hurriedly stroked him.

"Xiao Mo, you guys are going to beat me to death." Doctor Yun is also in his fifties. It's raining tonight. He and his wife turned off the lights early and went to bed. Who would have heard the sound of knocking on the door in the middle of the night? Before he had time to open the door, two figures barged in. Without saying a word, they grabbed his medicine box and left without saying a word.He was frightened by the cold along the way, and almost killed his old life. Fortunately, Ming Ting finally spoke on the way, and let him know that the relationship was at Mo's house for treatment, and then he put his heart back in his stomach. .

Seeing the anxious expressions of the crowd, Dr. Yun didn't say much. He raised his hand to feel his pulse, and felt a little strange. The noble young man next to him didn't seem to be from the town. Dr. Yun still had fantasies about these things. .

Diagnosing the pulse got up and nodded, Xiao Mo understood and quickly served the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Doctor Yun, is my husband okay?" Yuyang asked everyone's thoughts.

Nangong Jingshen did not lift her eyelids from beginning to end, she wrung out the towel on her own, and placed it on Mo Nanjin's forehead.

"Excessive thinking, lack of sleep, and rain, and the internal heat can't come out. I'll prescribe some medicine. Some of you will follow me back to get the medicine. Take it tonight. If you sweat tomorrow morning, you'll be fine. If you don't sweat tomorrow morning, you have to go to the county to find a doctor.

The doctor prescribed the medicine, Mingting went back with the doctor to grab the medicine, Xiao Mo was going to boil some hot water in the backyard, the young master was sweating, he could wipe himself off, Yuyang glanced at the overlapping hands of the two beside the bed, and said nothing , went back to his room.Fushun and Yun Zhongchun looked at each other, and retreated to the outside compartment.

Xiao Mo brought the fried medicine, Nangong Jingshen helped Mo Nanjin to lean on her shoulder, Xiao Mo held a spoon to feed, although Mo Nanjin kept frowning, but luckily the medicine was swallowed, Nangong Jingshen took a towel and wiped off the medicine stains from the corners of her mouth, even Xiao Mo couldn't help muttering in her heart: No matter how you look at it, this Mr. Jing was born as a young master of ours, and he should be served by maids and mothers. So skilled?

It's hot, it's hot, where is this place?Mo Nanjin felt very hot, and the surroundings were gray. Is it almost dawn?When everything in front of him gradually became clear, high-rise buildings, heavy traffic, he saw his own house, did he return to modern times?Everything there was still a dream. His younger sister, Qiao Ziyi, was driving out in business attire. His mother chased him up from behind: "Be careful on the road, and come back early at night." Dad was still tending his favorite garden.A few magnolia trees in the corner were in full bloom, and when she heard this, she raised her head and smiled, "You can just worry about it, Xiaoyi is almost thirty, and I have a sense of proportion."

The younger sister wrinkled her nose playfully: "Dad knows me best, Mom and Dad. I went to work and came back early in the evening. Mom made my favorite fish porridge."

Mo Nanjin couldn't help but smile along with her, she has such a big heart, how come she hasn't changed at all, it was like this when she was in school.But Mom and Dad are old and already have so many gray hairs. He remembered that Mom and Dad were just in their early fifties.

No, no, what's wrong, Xiaoyi, didn't Xiaoyi just enter university this year?He still remembered that when he was abroad, Xiaoyi called him specifically to ask him for a gift. Why was Xiaoyi already at work?

"Dad, Mom." Mo Nanjin walked up to them, but why couldn't Mom and Dad see him.

"Mom." Mo Nanjin raised her hand to touch her mother's bushy white hair.

"Old man, why do I feel that Xiao Jin is back?" Mom seemed to sense something and looked around.

"You're starting to think too much again. Xiaojin has been away for more than ten years, and the wind is blowing. I think we should go back to the room and add some clothes." Dad walked to the room with his mother's shoulders in his arms, and mother turned to Mo Nanjin. Looking around where he was standing, "I always feel that Xiaojin is back..."

Mo Nanjin wanted to catch up, but couldn't move.

As soon as the scenery changed, we arrived at Prince Rong's Mansion in Linyang.

"Little Hibiscus, my father's little treasure." A young and handsome man was holding an infant child, and kissed the child's small face vigorously. , causing the child to frown.The child's face is exquisite and unparalleled, like an enamel doll, somewhat similar to a man.

The child secretly rolled his eyes in his heart: he was taken advantage of by a man for no reason.

"Xuanxuan, you see he is still not happy, he doesn't even know how popular his father is in Daning, hehe, Xiao Jin, you have earned it." The young man seemed to be addicted to teasing the child.

"My lord, Xiao Jin is only nine months old, how can I understand what you say." A beautiful woman came by next to her, with a slightly ordinary appearance, but very agile.

"Father, mother."

"Rong Jin, what are you talking about?" Nangong Jingshen put the towel aside, and soon after taking the medicine, Mo Nanjin began to sweat, and she seemed to have a little consciousness, shouting cold for a while, hot for a while, I didn't know what to say for a while.Nangong Jing was afraid that he would move around, so she kicked off her shoes and went to bed, wrapped him in a quilt, and hugged him tightly.

"Rong Jin, are you awake?" Nangong Jingshen seemed to see his eyes move, and began to mutter something again.

Mo Nanjin felt as if someone was calling him, he wanted to open his eyes to see who it was, but his eyelids were too heavy.

In April in Linyang, the city is full of white hibiscus flowers. The flowering period of hibiscus flowers is extremely short. It blooms overnight, blooms one day, and withers overnight. There are only two flowering periods of two nights and one day in total. On that day, the alleys were empty for thousands of people, and a hundred drums rang in unison on both sides of the street.

On the edge of the Lingjiang River, a young man came by boat, dressed in white and jade belt, with bright eyes, "A Jin!"

"Rong Jin, what did you say, do you want to drink water?" Nangong Jing put her ear close to his lips, and when she heard it clearly, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she leaned over her upper lip, tossing and turning, swallowing the name that was about to be spoken.

He heard Mo Nanjin calling his name:

Wei Young!