Clan House

Huang Xi secretly hired a doctor outside the palace, cut off his beard and pretended to be a eunuch, and brought him into the palace.The doctor was reluctant, with an open-edged sword on his shoulder, and the one holding the sword was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was even more hostile under the dark night.

The crown princess had only a little strength left, and the blood under her body was intermittent, and her complexion became paler due to excessive blood loss.Compared with when she entered the palace, she was already so thin that only half of her body was left, her slender wrist was wrapped in a narrow-sleeved jacket, and the bones could almost be seen.Song Jingxin lit many lamps, escorted the doctor to the bed curtain, and did not shy away from being suspected of the woman, forcing the doctor to take a pulse.

The old doctor looked at the face of the princess and began to shake his head, then felt his pulse, subconsciously stroked his beard and sighed.I didn't touch my beard, so I had to blow the air around my mouth depressedly. "What did you do long ago, only now..." The point of the sword approached half an inch between the doctor's eyebrows, the old doctor turned his head, saw Song Jingxin's gloomy gaze, and shrank his neck, "It was too late when you came to me, The old man prescribes a dose of medicine, and there are three prescriptions in total. Whether this medicine can survive or not, do your best and obey the destiny!"

The doctor Huang Xi found was quite well-known among the people, he had a slanted sword, but he had cured many difficult diseases.The little eunuch politely invited him to the guest room according to his master's instructions, and tied him up with a bed sheet.

Song Jingxin sat on the head of the bed, let the princess lean in front of him, and fed her the decocted medicine.The princess couldn't drink anything anymore, she frowned and suppressed her swallowing.So far, neither of them has much hope.After drinking the medicine, Song Jingxin helped the princess to lie down to rest, and sat on the bedside talking to her casually.The princess suddenly felt a little hungry, and grabbed the prince's sleeve and said that she wanted to eat custard.

There are strict rules in the palace, and there is time to customize daily meals.In order to prevent the prince from starting a small kitchen in his own name in private, the queen ordered the small kitchen in the East Palace to be sealed.Today's Song Jingxin, if he wants to have a supper in his bedroom, he needs to set up a name and report it step by step.He didn't tell the princess about these many things, but even a small dish like egg custard was difficult for the prince.

"Come on, concubine." The side concubine Xu came slowly with a maid. Unlike the calm and dignified princess, this woman was slender, with a pitiful appearance of a weak willow supporting the wind, and she spoke softly.After Li Xuan's servant died, Song Jingxin followed the advice of the Crown Princess and asked Xu to take care of the general affairs temporarily.This Mrs. Xu was very loyal to the crown princess and provided a lot of help without telling the queen.

The maid scooped up water, used a porcelain basin as a pot and a porcelain plate as a cover, and stewed eggs on a stove with decocting medicine.This egg did not come from the kitchen, it was originally reserved by Mrs. Xu for face dressing.After closing the lid, Mrs. Xu dragged a stool and sat down to rest, while the court lady squatted by the stove to watch the fire.Song Jingxin saw that the maid's face was very familiar, but she was by no means the one who usually followed Xu. "Which palace are you from?"

"Slave Rongxiu," the maid put down her fan and bowed politely to the prince, "serving in the palace of the princess."

It turned out that she was the maid next to the princess, but she was a person who read the Lord.Song Jingxin thought about how rarely she saw this woman, so she didn't think she was very favored. At this time of adversity, she showed great affection and righteousness. "It's rare that you have the heart. When the princess recovers from illness, I will reward you."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Rong embroidered a blessing, turned back to look at the fire, but saw that Mrs. Xu had already taken over her errand.When he turned around, his elbows touched, Xu could not stand still, and fell towards the stove.Rong Xiu's eyes were sharp and her hands were sharp, she hurriedly grabbed Mrs. Xu and pulled her back, but the flames still scorched her sleeves.

"Your Majesty!" Rongxiu was startled, and wanted to help Mrs. Xu put out the flames on her sleeve, but was dodged.

The woman patted off the sparks on her sleeves, covered her trembling hands clenched under her long sleeves, and slowly sat back on the stool. "Nothing, it should be all right, just take the pot down."

Rongxiu used a thick cloth towel to support the plate and lifted it, and the aroma of the custard wafted out.Song Jingxin was impatient, and immediately reached out to grab it, but was so hot that he pinched his ears.

"Your Highness, don't worry, but it's hot?" Rongxiu was startled, and went to look at Song Jingxin's fingers.Seeing that there was no serious problem, he realized that he had actually grabbed the hand of His Highness the Crown Prince, pleading guilty, "Slave servant deserves to die!"

Song Jingxin knew something was wrong, but she didn't think about it, and waved her hand to indicate that it's okay.The palace maid Rongxiu just got up, took out the custard from the bowls and plates with a cloth towel, put it on the tray and served it to Song Jingxin.

"Slaves are not allowed to enter the Crown Princess' bedroom, Your Highness has worked hard."

Song Jingxin responded lightly, and returned to the bedroom with the tray, never noticing the following gaze of the little maid behind her.

Rongxiu watched the prince leave, and only lowered her eyes when the other party was covered by the door.Turning around, he saw Xu's expression was erratic, standing blankly, his fingers unconsciously digging into the small hole made by the fire.

"The clothes are all scorched, the lady will change them, and the slaves will take them back and mend them." Rong Xiu's sharp eyes saw that Xu's cuffs were still stained with white powder, so she wiped them off with a handkerchief, "Why are they still stained?" So much gray."

Xu turned her hands behind her back, avoiding Rongxiu's movements unnaturally: "Xu just fell to the ground and rubbed, go back."

"Empress, don't worry, the princess will be fine." Rongxiu comforted Xu, but she didn't give much hope in her heart.

Rongxiu has been helping Mrs. Xu these days, and the women comfort each other as companions.On this day, they followed each other as usual, and dismissed the palace servants with ease, preparing to serve Mrs. Xu to change clothes.Xu's footsteps suddenly stopped when he reached the back of the tent. "Go back and rest first, I'm tired and want to be alone for a while."

Rongxiu frowned slightly, wanting to comfort her, but retreated uneasy after all, not paying attention to the black corner of her clothes exposed behind the tent.

On the second day, Huang Xi got up early to make medicine for the princess.I saw that Rongxiu found another charcoal stove and hid in the back of the person to make soup for the princess.The ingredients were secretly sent into the palace by Prince Jin's mansion, hidden in a box of wild animal furs, which were obtained by King Jin from hunting on the battlefield.The private doctor had some tricks, after taking the medicine, the crown princess's appetite improved, which somewhat gave hope to those around her.

Weiyu also came early this day, usually he had to wait for the emperor to do morning lessons, so he had to wait until after noon before arriving at the East Palace.As soon as Weiyu came, Huang Xi had to go over and stare at it, and the medicine had to keep looking at the fire all the time, only Rongxiu couldn't see it.Fortunately, Mrs. Xu also came at this time, the woman's face was haggard, and she couldn't hide it even after she wiped off the rouge.She took over the errand in Huang Xi's hands, sent the little eunuch away, and chatted with Rongxiu.

"Your Majesty didn't sleep well last night?"

"I'm upset, I can't sleep." Mrs. Xu fanned the fire, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw an unopened pack of medicine on the low table, with a piece of paper under her head, which was the prescription written down by the old doctor the day before.The prescription simply listed more than ten kinds of medicinal materials, and indicated the dosage of each.Mrs. Xu pulled out the paper and browsed through it briefly, only to feel that it was completely unfamiliar.

"I don't blame the slaves for talking too much. It's useless for you to worry about your mother. You just broke your body." Rongxiu comforted, "The princess is blessed by God, and she will always survive."

Xu was upset, only felt that Rongxiu's voice was as noisy as flies, and the words in front of her could not be remembered at all.With a heartbeat, she pulled the prescription and folded it up, putting it in her sleeve.

Unexpectedly, this action happened to be caught by Rongxiu: "My lady, what are you doing with the prescription?"

"The left and right medicines are finished," Xu said hesitantly, "I saw that this prescription is amazing, so I took it back and studied it."

"This is the medicine prescribed for the princess. You can't take it indiscriminately. You need to prescribe the right medicine." Rongxiu hurriedly said.

"I know, I know, I just want to see."

The concubine's condition has improved, and Weiyu's practice has reached the last day.It will be the fifteenth day in two days, and Zhu Qiming, the prince of Yongding Marquis, has already arranged manpower to ambush Weiyu on the way.

Song Jingxin looked at Weiyu's old face again and thought he was a dead person.Let this man pretend to be a ghost in the East Palace, and burn the mouse's body with a fire.I don't know what this Taoist burned. When the corpse was burned, there was no smell, but a burst of rosin.

The Crown Princess still had no strength in her body, she was leaning against the head of the bed wearing a moon-white mop forehead, sipping the chicken soup stewed by Rongxiu.Song Jingxin planned to serve his wife with his own hands, but he was really clumsy, he either touched his nose or wiped his face.The princess was amused by him, and it was rare for her to regain her spirits.

The faint scent of rosin floated into the room, and the princess suddenly felt a little dizzy, and her newly recovered appetite also faded. "What does it smell like?"

Song Jingxin looked out the window and saw that Weiyu was burning the rats, so he threw down the window and closed all the open windows tightly.

"Why did you close the window? It smells so good."

"The smell made by a dead Taoist priest, no matter how good it smells, it's not a good thing." Song Jingxin curled his lips in disgust.

The princess laughed when she heard the words, and suddenly felt that it was not a bad feeling for the husband and wife to be in love with each other at this moment.In the past, wealth and prosperity were like clouds and smoke, but warmth only appeared in times of adversity.

At night, the princess took the last dose of medicine and fell asleep.Song Jingxin stayed to take care of his wife, but the other party thought the bed was filthy and refused to sleep beside him no matter what.Song Jingxin had no choice but to move another low couch and put it beside the bed.

The Crown Princess didn't sleep for a while, she suddenly felt chest tightness and abdominal cramps in her sleep, and when she woke up, she was sweating, only to realize that her lower body was bleeding again.The princess felt bad, she didn't want to wake up her husband beside her, so she gritted her teeth and refused to make a sound.The prince who used to be a heavy sleeper became very startled, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and touched the sweat in his hand.

"It's okay." The blood collapsed under her body, the crown princess knew that she was powerless, so she relaxed, but managed to squeeze out some energy, "Perhaps she drank too much medicine, and the concubine felt a little nauseous, it's fine. "

"The concubine asked Rongxiu to make some salted plums. I think it's ready. Your Highness should go and ask for some now." The crown princess rubbed in the dark, held Song Jingxin's hand, and shook it gently. "Forgive the courtiers and concubines for being unreasonable, but I just want to eat tight, and I will be annoyed if I can't eat for a while."

"Success, just wait." Song Jingxin responded to every request, and immediately ran out with her shoes on, without even her coat on.

In the darkness, the Crown Princess' eyes were already loose. Looking at the direction Song Jingxin left, she slowly closed her eyes.