Huan Rong

Huan Rong had a splitting headache, and sweat drenched his single clothes instantly.

The little boy rushed to the side of the couch anxiously, but he was helpless.Huan Rong unintentionally waved it away and sat down on the ground.

Hearing the voice outside the door, the healthy servant quickly brought the doctor from the side room.

"Xiao Langjun, if something goes wrong, be careful and wait for the head of the king!"

After Huan Rong was injured, several doctors stayed in the mansion and were not even allowed to return home.Seeing that Huan Rong is recovering well, he will be able to stay and walk around soon, thinking that the danger is over.Unexpectedly, within half a day, the injury appeared repeatedly.

The health servant let go of his hands, the doctor didn't care to adjust his clothes, and hurried into the inner room, seeing the situation in front of him, all of them turned pale with shock.Touching Huan Rong's wrist, his face turned pale immediately.

"Young master has a fever, get some water quickly!"

With the current medical conditions, a cold can kill a person.Huan Rong burned like coals, which is even more important.

The doctor was terrified, and his hands trembled when he picked up the pen.

The ink fell on the paper, blurring it instantly.Mixed with the dripping sweat, the handwriting could not be read at all.

"I come."

Seeing that the doctor who prescribed the prescription was unable to write, another person stepped forward to replace it.

"Don't panic at this time!" The latter whispered to the former, "Be sure to lower the heat of the young master!"

This is not the fate of one or two people, it is about the whole family of doctors!

With Princess Nankang's temper, Huan Rong would just let it go if nothing happened, if there was even the slightest mistake, they would all be overwhelmed and walk around.

"Don't panic, rest assured!"

Several people worked together to diagnose the pulse and prescribe prescriptions, and the servants hurriedly went to the corridor to decoct the medicine.

Princess Nankang had just returned from Taicheng, and came here in a hurry when she learned that Huan Rong's condition was repeated.The sound of wooden clogs stepping across the corridor is clear and sweet.To the doctor's ears, it is no different from a reminder.

"How is my son?"

People arrive before they say anything.

Princess Nankang walked into the inner room, her pleated skirt trailed the floor, and her hem floated like a cloud.The Taiping chignon is slanted with golden steps inserted sideways, and the red and green inlaid treasures are shaken with the gold threads, emitting dazzling colors.

Walking to the bed, Princess Nankang glanced at the doctor, her eyes were like a knife, and her words were cold: "You said a few days ago that my son is about to recover, so what's going on?!"

At this time, Huan Rong no longer rolled over with his head in his arms, but lay powerlessly on the couch, his eyes closed tightly, his face was shockingly white.The chest rose and fell slightly, the breath was extremely weak, and the breaths were burning hot.

The doctor was fighting with both hands, sweating profusely.

Fortunately, Princess Nankang was still sensible and did not immediately order the servants to pull her down.However, being spared for a while does not mean that everything is safe.If Huan Rong's fever persists and he cannot wake up as soon as possible, everyone present will be counted as one, and none of them will be able to escape.

"Guaer, my melon..."

The injury is in the body of the child, and the pain is in the heart of the mother.

Seeing her son suffering, Princess Nankang couldn't hide her worries.Brushing away the serving boy, he personally wiped Huan Rong's neck and arms with a towel, his eyes were red, and he kept chanting Huan Rong's nickname.

The servants standing beside her didn't dare to make a sound, let alone persuade them, so they could only hand over the handkerchief and worry with the princess.

"Your Highness, the decoction is ready."

"Bring it up."

Princess Nankang did not pretend to be someone else's hand, picked up the spoon herself, cooled the decoction, and fed it into Huan Rong's mouth.

Huan Rong fell into a coma, but he didn't know everything and lost his five senses.The soup medicine flowed into the mouth, and the bitter taste permeated instantly.The two long eyebrows frowned immediately, and the eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

"Guar?"

Princess Nankang immediately put down the medicine bowl and leaned over to check.Huan Rong was still awake, his complexion was translucently white, and the rosiness between his brows became more vivid, as if beads of blood had condensed.

Princess Nankang couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

She clearly remembered that when Huan Rong was born, there was indeed a red mole the size of a grain of rice on his forehead.It's just that the color fades after getting older, not as obvious as it is now.

The maid, A Gu, has served Princess Nankang for many years, and after Huan Rong was born, she was ordered to take care of her personally. It was not until Huan Rong went out to study with her uncle that she returned to the princess.Compared with others, she is more familiar with Princess Nankang, and she is the only one who dares to speak at this time.

"Your Highness, the young master's noble body will definitely be fine."

Princess Nankang didn't make a sound, and wiped Huan Rong's eyebrows with her fingers.A Gu took the cloth towel again, lifted a corner of the brocade quilt, and carefully wiped the soles of Huan Rong's feet.

As time passed by, the effect of the medicine was gradually exerted, and the heat on Huan Rong's body slowly began to subside.

Half an hour later, the scorching breathing became steady, and the pale boy finally had blood.

"Guar?"

Princess Nankang didn't dare to look wrong for a moment, seeing Huan Rong's eyelids moved slightly, she immediately called out repeatedly.The hearts of the doctor and the servant were raised to their throats.

After several beeps, Huan Rong slowly woke up from the coma.Still weak and weak, his whole body was like being washed with water.

"Mother, my son surprised my mother."

"Stop mentioning that."

Princess Nankang's eye circles were red, she didn't care about the three sevens and twenty ones, and immediately hugged Huan Rong into her arms.

"My son has suffered a great crime!"

A 15-year-old boy, although a little weak and thin, is not short after all.In addition, the shell has been changed to the inside, and Princess Nankang is holding her in her arms like a child, making her somewhat uncomfortable.

Sensing her son's movements, Princess Nankang smiled.

"Are you embarrassed with Grandma?"

Huan Rong didn't speak, his ears were red.

"Doctor, check my son's pulse."

Huan Rong woke up, and the coldness on Princess Nankang's face disappeared a bit.The doctor's mind is a little more stable, at least he doesn't have to worry about moving the head - at least not today.

"Why does my son have a fever, but is it caused by an injury?"

"Return to Your Highness, I have checked carefully, and the young master's wound has not deteriorated, and there is no sign of infection. I really don't know why he has a fever. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

Princess Nankang was about to get angry, but thinking about Huan Rong's condition, she finally suppressed her anger.

"Forget it, you just stay in the mansion, when my son is sure that there is no problem, then Xu Er waits to go home."

The doctor repeatedly promised.

At this moment, I dare not let them go.If Huan Rong relapses again, even if it is not his fault, the whole family will have to pay for it.

To put it bluntly, hello Huan Rong, hello everyone; if something goes wrong with Huan Rong, everyone will die together.

"Xiao Langjun's meals must be meticulous, and the soup and medicine must be decocted on time."

Princess Nankang retreated from the couch, let Xiaotong and the maidservant change Huan Rong's clothes, and said to A Gu who had spoken before: "You stay and take care of Gua'er."

"promise."

Huan Rong changed into unlined clothes, and the sweat-stained brocade quilt was also removed.

The incense was re-burned in the room, and the little boy stood by the couch, holding a lacquer plate with candied dried fruits inside, to help Huan Rong dispel the bitterness of the soup.

"Your Highness, Lord Shiro is in the outer room."

"Let him in."

Hearing that Huan Yi was coming, Princess Nankang didn't say much.The cause of this matter is not Huan Yi, but to be investigated is also the person behind the scenes, who planned to assassinate him.

According to the confession presented by Amai, this matter is quite involved, probably both the prince and Huanji are involved.If you really want to deal with it with great fanfare, you must wait until the husband lord is in front of you.

Princess Nankang is not afraid of Sima Huan, but she is never confused when things happen.She is fierce and true, and she does have rules and regulations, not absolutely arrogant and domineering.Otherwise, how could the Empress Dowager Chu sit securely in the palace, avoiding the empress' pleas and refusing to help intercede.

"Mother."

Huan Yi was not the biological mother of Princess Nankang, but her biological mother was actually the concubine of the princess, who died shortly after giving birth.Without the care of a biological mother and with a dull nature, life would be even more difficult if it were not for the occasional protection of the princess.

"My son is here to visit brother."

"Gua'er is fine." Princess Nankang sat on the side of the couch, motioning Huan Yi to get up, "I know your heart. I said earlier, I can't blame you for this."

Huan Rong propped up his elbows, smiled and said: "Brother, don't worry about it, I just have a little fever, just take the medicine and rest overnight."

"It's good that my younger brother is fine." Huan Yi knelt down on the futon, clenched his fists, and said forcefully, "When my younger brother recovers from his injury, I will go to Yu Youzhi to seek justice!"

When the voice fell, everyone was shocked.Not only Huan Rong, but even Princess Nankang were stunned.

With Huan Yi's personality, it was unexpected to say these words. Could it be that the sun comes out from the west?

"Brother, is it true?" Huan Rong leaned on the side of the couch, facing Huan Yi, and asked, "How will brother get justice for me?"

"Here," Huan Yi was asked, with a troubled face, and finally hesitated, "I, I will go and reason with him!"

Reasonable?

and Yu Youzhi, who doesn't know how to write the word "reason"?

Huan Rong: "..."

Princess Nankang: "..."

Boy & servant: "..."

With Shiro-kun's character, I really can't expect anything.

When I was speechless, there was a maidservant outside the door to report, and a family friend came to visit.In addition, the Yin family sent two carts of silk and a box of gold. Yin Kang's wife came to the door in person and brought her daughter to make amends.

"Come here in person?" Princess Nankang sneered, "It seems that Yin Kang is more interesting than Yu Xi."

"My aunt has a letter." The maid said again, "It's written by the Lord."

Princess Nankang raised her eyebrows, took the envelope, opened it and scanned it casually, and immediately sneered even worse: "I didn't know that Yin Kang would put down his face and beg in front of Xi Chao."

"Mother?" Huan Rong stood up, his face full of doubts.

Why is Xi Chao involved in this matter?

As a sufferer, he hit his head on the car and lay on the couch all these days, but he was confused about the cause and effect of the incident. Should he say bad or bad?

"nothing."

Princess Nankang turned around, swept her long sleeves across the side of the couch, patted the brocade quilt, and said, "You can heal your injuries with peace of mind, there is a mother in everything. Anything that makes my son sad, one counts as another, and the mother will let them know sharp!"

Watching the back of Princess Nankang, four characters popped out of Huan Rong's mind: domineering and mighty!

What is a queen?

This is!

After Princess Nankang left, the two brothers talked for a while.

Huan Rong wanted to inquire, but Huan Yi's simple and honest nature was quickly found out by the former, and he got a lot of news.He didn't notice it without saying anything, but felt that Huan Rong was very friendly today.

"Brothers are in Gushu." Huan Yi said, "The second brother came back once a few days ago, and then left in a hurry."

After another quarter of an hour, Huan Rong looked tired.

Huan Yi got up and left. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Huan Rong to take medicine, eat and rest well, and he would definitely seek justice from Yu Youzhi.

"Brother's words, I will keep them in my heart."

Regardless of whether it can be realized or not, it is rare to have this kind of heart.

The room became clean, and the little boy changed to a new fragrance.

Huan Rong lay back on the couch, and said that he wanted to take a nap for a while, and there was no need to keep anyone in the room.

"Mr. Lang, this matter is not allowed." A Gu persuaded, "The boy servant can take care of him if he stays. If it is really inconvenient for Mr. Lang, I and Anan can retreat outside the screen."

"Ok."

Huan Rong didn't force anymore, when the little boy and the servants retreated, he carefully turned over and closed his eyes.

After falling asleep for less than half a moment, his forehead suddenly became hot.

Huan Rong groaned, brushed his fingers over the sore spot, and a crystal clear jade bead appeared in front of his eyes.

The jade beads are not solid, there is a shimmer of light inside, which can be easily penetrated by fingertips.Pearl light slowly overflowed, wrapping around the warm jade placed on the bedside, reflecting a white shadow.

Five seconds later, the jade beads turned gray, and two warm jades were placed side by side beside the pillow.

Looking at the identical jade pendant, Huan Rong pinched his arm to confirm that it was not a hallucination, and was instantly horrified.

How is this going?