I'm reborn, only a fool would spoil you

After the competition between Fu Linghao and Gao Ni ended, Mu Shaoheng took one last affectionate look at his "former son" and left the crowd with a satisfied smile.

Although Fu Linghao is not his biological son, Fu Linghao learned all his skills in the Southwest Mu Mansion, especially archery, and half of the credit goes to Mu Shaoheng.

——He was the one who secretly taught his “former son” in the dead of night without Princess Yuehua’s knowledge.

Therefore, Mu Shaoheng is proud of it!

I feel quite proud!

When leaving, Mu Shaoheng couldn't help but stride forward, with the wind blowing under his feet, looking so heroic!

It was as if the one who had shocked the whole audience just now was not Fu Linghao, but himself!

Huh, this is strange. A normal person would encounter the same situation as Mu Shaoheng - the prince whom he had carefully raised for more than ten years turned out to be not his biological son, and all his biological children died.

I'm afraid he would have collapsed in despair long ago!

Mu Shaoheng seems to be... in good mental state?

Well, well, this is probably because Mu Shaoheng’s psychological endurance is strong enough!

Besides, he is only in his early thirties, still in the prime of his life, and he still has plenty of time to have a son!

So, not that worried?

"Bring a pot of wine and some side dishes, and place them in the west pavilion." Mu Shaoheng casually instructed the maid of the East Palace and went to sit in the pavilion.

At this time, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess came to lobby Mu Shaoheng on the orders of Emperor Jingde, and then went to the pavilion.

"Uncle." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stepped into the pavilion and was the first to call out warmly.

Uncle?

This is Dangmu Shaoheng or Princess Yuehua's husband.

"Uncle." Crown Princess Chen Daiqiong also called him affectionately.

Seeing the Crown Prince and Crown Princess coming, Mu Shaoheng hurriedly stood up and greeted them: "Greetings, Crown Prince, Crown Princess."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince felt relieved when he saw that Mu Shaoheng had no objection to the word "uncle".

Unexpectedly, I was happy too early.

After Mu Shaoheng bowed respectfully, he frowned slightly and said, "I am no longer the royal consort. The Crown Prince and the Crown Princess will just call me the Border Guard King from now on."

The tone was slightly cold.

His Royal Highness:…

Alas, it seems that the task assigned by my father is not easy.

Despite this, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still had to try his best to satisfy his father, so after sitting down, he winked at the Crown Princess.

Princess Chen Daiqiong understood, and hurried to the prince's side, pretending to whisper:

"Your Highness, your mother just sent a maid to report that Princess Yuehua has had a high fever for more than ten days. The imperial physician said that she may not survive the day."

"How about I go to Feixia Palace to take a look?"

Although it was called "quiet", the sound was actually not quiet at all. At least Mu Shaoheng, who was sitting opposite the stone table, could hear it clearly.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince nodded to the Crown Princess and said, "Go, see my aunt off for the last time, as a token of respect... the last act of filial piety."

The Crown Princess nodded, turned around, left the pavilion, and left.

While the couple was talking, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince deliberately glanced at Mu Shaoheng's expression, but he didn't know whether Mu Shaoheng concealed it too well or he really hated Princess Yuehua. Anyway... he was calm, as if he didn't hear anything.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is feeling more and more pressured!

After running out of ideas, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince paused and threw out his trump card: "Prince Zhenbian, this is it, there is something I want to tell you or not?"

"Since you don't know whether you should mention it or not, it's better for Your Highness not to mention it." Mu Shaoheng said in a slightly cold voice.

His Royal Highness:…

Why doesn't Mu Shaoheng play by the rules?

Under normal circumstances, wouldn’t everyone say “you can say whatever you want”?

This put His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in a difficult position, so he had to chat for a long time before finally saying the killer sentence: "Prince Zhenbian, it's like this, Princess Yuehua... is pregnant."

"I'm two months pregnant."

"Although the mother is weak and has a high fever, and it is possible that both mother and child may not survive, but he is the heir of the Southwest Mu Mansion after all, and I think you should have the right to know."

After dropping this trump card, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince quietly left the pavilion.

Mu Shaoheng was left alone sitting in the pavilion.

As soon as the prince left, Mu Shaoheng's expressionless face... finally stopped being expressionless, and even his fingers holding the wine glass began to clench so tightly that his finger bones turned white.

After Mu Shaoheng drank three cups of strong liquor, two palace maids walked past the pavilion. They sighed:

"Poor Princess Yuehua, she has had a high fever for more than ten days. I heard that she has become confused. The imperial physician said that if she can't survive today... she should prepare for her death..."

Stimulated by these words, Mu Shaoheng finally dropped his wine glass, stood up and walked out of the East Palace, then quickly ran towards the Feixia Palace.

Seeing Mu Shaoheng going to Feixia Palace from afar, the Crown Prince and his wife, who were hiding behind the corridor, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

——Yes, the task assigned by my father has been completed successfully.

——The follow-up will depend on how much affection Mu Shaoheng still has for Princess Yuehua.

~

Feixia Palace.

During the confinement period, the guards should have been strict, but Mu Shaoheng arrived at Princess Yuehua's bedroom almost unhindered.

When he arrived in front of the luxurious bed, he saw Princess Yuehua with a red face and kept talking nonsense: "Prince Consort... I know I was wrong... Prince Consort, please don't leave me..."

There was a painting on the mattress beside her.

It was that night that Mu Shaoheng held her hand and painted the picture of "The Day After the Wedding".

——Beside the stream under the willow tree, a girl in red was sitting. A boy in green robe was sketched beside her. The boy in green robe was smiling and staring into the eyes of the girl in red.

Looking at this painting, Mu Shaoheng was filled with emotion.

Princess Yuehua, who was already in a daze due to a high fever, kept touching the young man in the green robe in the scroll and murmured to him, "Prince Consort".

Mu Shaoheng's heart couldn't help but soften.

He asked the imperial physician beside him: "How is the eldest princess...?"

The chief physician of the Imperial Hospital, Imperial Doctor Liu, shook his head and sighed, "Princess Yuehua is in a very bad condition. She has had a high fever for more than ten days."

"Why isn't the fever going down? Are the antipyretics not working?" Mu Shaoheng was puzzled.

But Doctor Liu shook his head and sighed, "No, it's just that Princess Yuehua is very stubborn and refuses to take medicine...so she has been having a fever."

Mu Shaoheng: ???

He reached out and touched Princess Yuehua's forehead, it was burning hot!

Immediately, his brows furrowed, and he urged, "Why don't you bring the medicine quickly?"

The medicine was ready, and the head maid Bi Hen brought it up quickly.

Mu Shaoheng asked Bihen to take away the spread-out painting, then he sat on the edge of the bed, hugged Princess Yuehua, whose body was burning hot, in his arms, scooped up the thick black medicine with a white porcelain spoon, and poured it into her mouth.

However, Princess Yuehua had difficulty swallowing, and the medicine could not be fed to her at all, and it all leaked out from the corners of her mouth.

Bi Hen cried anxiously: "Prince Consort, what should we do? Will the Princess really not make it through today..."

Are you preparing for your afterlife?

Mu Shaoheng bit his lip hard, picked up the medicine bowl and took a big gulp, then pointed it at Princess Yuehua's mouth and fed it mouth to mouth.

At the same time, his thumb pressed against her throat, forcing her to swallow.

In this way, he fed it one mouthful after another, and finally the whole bowl of medicine was swallowed.

After half an hour, the fever began to subside.

Mu Shaoheng finally found his temper and asked the imperial physician, "Will this antipyretic have any side effects on the baby in her belly?"

Doctor Liu replied, "This antipyretic medicine has been carefully considered by five doctors after consultation. Normally, it will not have much effect on the fetus."

Mu Shaoheng nodded.

On the bed, Princess Yuehua finally fell into a deep sleep after her fever subsided. Her face was haggard, with tears at the roots of her eyelashes, and she curled up like a sick kitten.

Unspeakably pitiful.

Her two pale little hands were still tightly holding Mu Shaoheng's big hands, and she refused to let go even when she fell asleep.

It couldn't even be opened.

Mu Shaoheng sighed and sat on the edge of the bed, watching over her quietly.

What Mu Shaoheng didn't know was that two pairs of eyes appeared outside the window, belonging to Emperor Jingde and Concubine Xiang. After hearing the palace maid's report, the two rushed over quickly.

Seeing the warm scene in the bedroom, Emperor Jingde breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Mu Shaoheng is still willing to feed the medicine mouth-to-mouth and stay with the imperial sister, the situation is not too bad.

I plan to summon Mu Shaoheng alone later and have a serious talk with him about the imperial sister.