On the twelfth lunar month, the wind was cold and the snow was flying. Han and Yan Hu fell ill. Feared that they would get sick, the eldest princess Chengyang took Xiao Zhuoer to the princess's mansion.

In the evening, Fu Zhixing came back and saw Yan Huo lying on the kang, his cheeks showing a strange red color due to fever. Fu Zhixing raised his hand to touch her forehead, "Why are you still so hot? Have you taken medicine?"

"It doesn't work very well after drinking it." Yan Huo missed the fastest Western medicine, but unfortunately there is no one now.

"I think I'd better ask Doctor Qiao to come and help you diagnose your pulse." Fu Zhixing took the wet handkerchief handed by the maid and covered Yan Hu's forehead.

Yan Huo shivered coldly, "Doctor Qiao broke his leg, and it's not good to let others go to the clinic?"

"His hands are not broken." Fu Zhixing was afraid that Yan Huo would burn again and could not bear it. After Yan Huo was born, Doctor Qiao had been conditioning his body. He was the clearest about Yan Huo's physical condition. The prescription he prescribed should be the most suitable for Yan Huo.

Fu Zhixing didn't wait for tomorrow. That night, he went to the Imperial Doctor Qiao's mansion and carried the Imperial Doctor Qiao into the Imperial Doctor Anguo's mansion. Doctor Qiao diagnosed Yan Qiu's pulse, prescribed a prescription, picked up the medicine, and immediately took it to boil it.

Half an hour later, the boiled medicine came in. Yan Huo was very happy to drink it. He tried the temperature and drank it all in one go. Then he stuffed a piece of candied fruit into his mouth. After drinking the medicine, rinsed his mouth and washed his face, Yan Huo fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Yan Huo was drowsy and shouted: "Leng, so cold, husband, I'm cold. Mom, mom..."

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao." Fu Zhixing hugged Yanhu and found that she was sweating and her clothes were wet. He wanted to go to the imperial doctor Qiao and said that Yanhu should not be allowed to wear wet clothes. Let her sweat dry again. The cold will be aggravated, "Come, come, light the lamp."

When Ai Ye heard this, he ran in from the side room and lit the light in a hurry. Fu Zhixing told her to bring her a dry middle clothes, warm it up with a smoked cage, and help Yan Hu change into clothes.

After changing her clothes, Yan Huo felt comfortable and stopped crying cold. He subconsciously leaned into Fu Zhixing's arms. Fu Zhixing hugged her because he was worried that he didn't sleep well all night.

In the early morning, Yan Huo woke up and felt sore all over. After moving for a while, he woke Fu Zhixing who was hugging her, "Xiaoxiao."

"Wujiu, aren't you going to the yamen today?" Yan Huo wanted to sit up, but his whole body was weak.

"You are so sick, I'm not at ease if I don't keep it." Fu Zhixing sat up, helped Yan Huo sit up, and reached out to test the temperature on her forehead, "I finally stepped down."

"If you take a few more doses of medicine, your illness will be cured." Yan Huo said with a smile.

"Doctor Qiao should have been invited long ago." Fu Zhixing was very upset when he saw that Yan Hu had been ill for several days and his face was thin and sharp.

"I'm hungry, let's get up and have breakfast." Yan Huo's fever subsided and he also had an appetite.

The couple got up, and Fu Zhixing accompanied Yan Hu to drink porridge, but Yan Hu drank a bowl, and he drank three bowls.

After raising her for another five days, Yan Hu recovered from illness and ran to the princess's house to see her son. Zhuo'er hadn't seen her mother for many days. Seeing her come in, she threw away the building blocks in her hand and ran towards her, "Mom, mom."

"Hey, my mother's baby son." Yan Huo squatted down and hugged him, "Do you miss her mother?"

"I think about it, Zhuoer misses her mother, you can think about it." Zhuoer replied seriously.

"Where do you want to miss your mother?" Yan Huo asked with a smile.

Zhuo'er pressed her chest and said, "I miss my mother with my heart."

Yan Huo kissed him a few times, "Mom also thought about Zhuo'er."

On this day, Zhuo'er was always around Yan Hu. He usually wanted to eat by himself like an adult, but today he insisted on letting his mother feed him, and he squeezed into sleep among his parents at night.

The next day, Yan Jing came to see Yan Huo and told her with a smile, "Twelve sisters, my father was beaten by his grandfather and grandmother in front of me."

Yan Hu was stunned, "Grandfather and grandmother beat Er uncle together!" Er uncle, a young expert in committing suicide, seemed to have committed a big death this time, and even his grandfather took action. "What trouble did Er uncle cause?"

"I don't know." Yan Jing shook her head.

In the evening, Fu Zhi tried to relieve his confusion. "The second uncle and King Lu had a close relationship. Someone saw them go to the teahouse to drink tea more than once."

Yan Huo thought for a while and said, "My second uncle is a little unfair to be beaten." If the second master Yan really defected to King Lu, the King of Lu would not be so blatant to let people know about their relationship.

"Maybe King Lu and the second uncle will do the opposite." Fu Zhixing said with a faint smile.

"King of Lu and my second uncle have this brain?" Yan Huo expressed doubts.

Fu Zhixing laughed in silence, "Uncle II won't be happy after hearing this."

Yan Huo stuffed oranges into his mouth, and Fu Zhixing frowned, "This year's tribute oranges are a little sour, not as delicious as last year."

"The sunlight is not enough, and the fructose has not been converted." Yan Huo put the orange petals into her mouth. She likes to eat this sweet and sour food.

"Have you read the farm books today?" Fu Zhixing asked with a smile.

"No, Xiao Shisi is here today. I'll chat with her." Yan Huo picked up another tribute orange to peel it.

"It's not too early, so you can't eat this one again." Fu Zhixing reminded him, "I'm going to take a shower."

On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, King Qi and Master Yan escorted the dozen or so criminals back to the capital. The emperor sent these officials who had lost their conscience to the prison and deal with them after the New Year.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, another good news came from the border. Qiao Ruyu shot and killed the vanguard of the Western vanguard with one arrow, causing the Western vanguard army to be defeated by 300 miles. The emperor was very happy, "I am worthy of being the good man of Jingguo."

The general fought bloody battles at the border, and the emperor was not stingy with rewards. Not only did he reward goods, Qiao Ruyu's grade was promoted from a sixth-grade hundred household to a fifth-grade thousand household. Military generals made military achievements and were promoted faster than civil servants.

On the second year of the lunar month, the married daughter returned to her parents' home. Yan Hu learned from Zeng Yuzhi that Mrs. Yan San had found a family for Yan Zhi. "The surname is Shi, a historian of the Hanlin Academy, thirty-seven years old, is a widower."

"How many years has his wife been dead?" Yan Hu asked.

"It's been almost three years since two years, and I died of illness. I have two daughters, the older one is ten years old and the younger one is seven years old." Zeng Yuzhi asked clearly, "I'm going to meet on the Lantern Festival."

"I hope my third sister can meet a good person this time." Yan Huo sincerely wishes.

During the Chinese New Year, when visiting relatives and friends, eating and drinking, it was the Chinese New Year's Day. Before nightfall, lanterns were hung on shops on the street. Fu Zhixing came out of the palace and passed by the long street. He remembered Yan Hu's words in the morning that he wanted to eat fried chestnuts with candy.

Fu Zhixing got off the carriage and went to buy fried chestnuts. He bought a pack. When he was about to return to the carriage, he saw a rabbit lantern hanging on the lantern stall looking up at the moon. The rabbit was made vividly.

"How to sell this rabbit lamp?" Fu Zhixing walked over and asked.

"Ten copper plates." The stall owner smiled.

The follower took out ten copper plates from his purse, and the stall owner took off the lantern.

Fu Zhixing returned home with a lantern, and Zhuo'er liked it very much, "Little Rabbit, Little Rabbit, Little Rabbit eating radish."

Yan Huyi was by the window, "You won't use this lantern to dismiss us mother and son, right?"

"After dinner, I will take you and Zhuo'er out to watch the lanterns." Fu Zhixing smiled.
Chapter completed!