"Your Majesty, calm down! I will do my best to make the prince come to the emperor tomorrow morning to pay his respects!"

After listening to Queen Jiao Ruolan's words, the imperial doctor immediately understood something.

If he doesn't try his best, he will definitely not see the sun tomorrow. Rather than die like this, it is better to take a gamble!

"Mother, there seems to be nothing wrong with the prince's pulse, and his breathing is smooth. As for his hands and feet twitching, and foaming at the mouth... Judging from my years of experience, the prince is suffering from convulsions recorded in medical books. This disease

It’s caused by one’s own reasons. Generally, people who get sick are..."

He didn't dare to continue at this point. He didn't dare to tell the prince that there was something wrong with his head in front of the queen...

"If you have anything to say, just say it, and then go get the prescription! If you delay the prince's illness by talking nonsense, I want you to see the Prince of Hell now!"

*****

Fenghua and Xiaoyue had just entered the gate of Qinyuan when they saw Baolian standing under the eaves, shivering, head lowered, stamping her feet and waving her hands.

"Hey, what are you doing standing here on such a cold day?" Fenghua couldn't help but feel surprised and asked.

Hearing the strange man's voice, Pauline raised her head and saw that the person in front of her was the young man she had met in Meiyuan before. She also saw her young lady shrinking in his arms witheringly. She immediately turned sideways and opened the thick coat.

Door curtain, "Sir, please come in!"

Fenghua was not polite and stepped over the threshold with Xiaoyue in his arms.

The room is indeed big enough and warm enough. Judging from the decoration alone, the prime minister treats her well. It seems that he is a little too worried...

After putting Xiaoyue on the bed, the little girl outside the door didn't come in. What kind of hospitality is this?

"Girl outside the door, is this the hospitality gift of your Prime Minister's Mansion? I have come all the way to see your young lady back, so I should offer you a cup of tea anyway..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pauline's clear childlike voice rang out, "I'm sorry! Master, it was Pauline who did something wrong early in the morning, and the mother in charge of the yard punished me here..."

Hehe, I didn’t expect that this inconspicuous little yard has a lot of rules! But, he likes it! With many rules, she will not suffer too much when she is young.

Something happened to the family that year, and Jianqi Villa was divided. His second uncle took his little aunt Feng Liluo and left the villa in anger, and disappeared.

When he later took over the Sword Qi Alliance, he sent people to make inquiries and finally found out the whereabouts of Feng Liluo. Unexpectedly, after he hurried over, he only met his dying aunt. He remembered that she said at that time, "

Huazi, my aunt asks you one thing...take care of my daughter..."

At that time, he glanced at the two-year-old baby in a hurry. He remembered that her little face was smooth and white at that time.

"Master?! I'm sorry, I punish this slave. I didn't expect outsiders to come..."

What were the words that followed? Fenghua had no intention of listening. The word "outsider" hurt his heart. If he was an outsider, then could she, who was standing behind him, be considered her relative?

Zhang’s mother held a steaming cup of tea in her hand and stood by the door with an apologetic face and said to Feng Hua’s back.

Forget it, this Zhang Ma also has a good heart for her, so he doesn't care. After all, she has been taking care of her in the past few years, right?

"Haha, it's okay. Anyway, I happened to meet Miss Leng. Now that she has returned safely, I will say goodbye!"
Chapter completed!