Dressed as the villain's favorite girl

Chapter 16 Fever
The old mother glared at Ji Shangchu, and angrily hugged her young lady and left.

But Ji Shangchu's five-year-old body was lethargic, and he fell asleep again when he lay on the bed and burrowed into the quilt.

Chu Yaolai grabbed the pajamas on the back of the person, pulled him out of the bed, and threw him on the couch.

He frowned, "Ji Changchu, can't you two rest for a day? What happened this morning? Tell me."

Ji Shangchu rubbed his sleepy eyes, then got back under the quilt, a little annoyed under the quilt: "She came to provoke me before I woke up, spilled the soup she brought on her arm and said I did it." Yes, Daddy, Chu Chu was wronged!"

Ji Shangchu grabbed a small blanket and draped it over his body to keep warm, crawled down along the edge of the bed, walked to his father, hugged his thigh and rubbed it.

She was the one who was wronged the most, just sitting in Hu Raoluo's wooden horse chair that night, let her bear the grudge until now, finding faults everywhere, and even playing frame-up.

"Tomorrow you will move to live in the yard next to this king. You two, it's not that enemies don't get together, and this king will prevent you from getting together."

Chu Nai Ji Chang snorted: "Move as soon as I move, I don't want to live with her for a long time, I'm going to be annoyed to death by her."

"I'm going to be bored to death by you." Chu Yao complained.

Ji Shangchu hugged his thigh and acted coquettishly: "Daddy~ Chuchu is the most obedient."

In the evening of the next day, when the sun was setting, the Empress Dowager wanted to see Ji Shangchu, King Sheng carried her into the palace.

Ji Chang made a snowman in the yard in the early morning, and by noon she felt uncomfortable. When she heard that the imperial grandmother was going to see her in the evening, how could she let go of this opportunity to hug her thigh.

Ji Chang slept softly in the sedan chair at first, and was later carried into the Shoukang Palace by Chu Yao. Seeing the little girl sleeping, the Queen Mother naturally couldn't bear to wake her up.

But after all, Ji Changchu's little face was still a little red, the queen mother wanted to touch her little face so that the maid would take her to rest, but it didn't matter, the queen mother realized that Ji Changchu's little face was hot.

"Why is this little face so hot? I'm afraid it's not frozen. Send it to Ai's family's bedroom and let the imperial doctor come and have a look."

The Empress Dowager ordered Qingyun again: "Go and invite the imperial physician, and make some thick ginger soup."

Not long after the imperial physician came, he checked Ji Shang's pulse for the first time, and it was only then that Chu Yao knew that the reason why the little thing was listless all afternoon was because he had a fever.

The queen mother gave him a reprimand.

Finally, the foothold comes down to his marital affairs: "You are a big man, it is inevitable that you are not careful in taking care of a little girl. A few days ago, your emperor brother mentioned that Gao Xiang mentioned your marriage with Bao Jin many times. I feel sorry for my family. After so many years, Prince Sheng's Mansion should have a mistress to take care of you and Chuchu."

"The queen mother doesn't understand the son's temper?" Chu Yao asked casually as he peeled the orange in his hand.

The arrogant and cold look made the Queen Mother's next words choke in her throat.

But with a sigh, he still insisted: "Children and daughters are the last thing you need in the Tian family. What you need is a wife who can stabilize your status. Your emperor's sister-in-law is a princess of another country, and she never met your emperor brother before getting married." , and now the two are also in love? The cup of tea on the second day of junior high school, even if my mother is stupid, I can see the clue, Yaoer, marrying Gao Baojin, it will not do you any harm."

"Mother, the sentence that the king wants the minister to die and the minister has to die does not work for the son. The mother should know the temperament of the son. If the son wanted to be the emperor at the beginning, then the emperor brother would have no chance of taking the throne."

(End of this chapter)