This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

Ruluo Temple.

The side concubine Chi Mingjiao was wiping tears.

The personal maid trotted in first, "Master! I just heard His Royal Highness call Lord Shangshu father-in-law... Don't cry, Lord Shangshu is here!"

Chi Shangshu followed and walked in.

Chi Mingjiao quickly wiped her eyes.

Stepping forward to greet him, "Father."

She gave a soft cry, her eyes were red, like a timid and confused little rabbit.

Chi Shangshu took a look, "Daughter!"

He frowned distressedly.

When Chi Mingjiao looked up to see her father, she forced herself to hold back tears.

Forced himself to smile, and then called out aggrievedly: "Father."

Chi Shangshu felt that his heart was being pulled, "Why are you crying?"

Chi Mingjiao shook his head.

Chi Shangshu looked at the maid beside him.

The maid bowed, "His Royal Highness has not been here since he came back, and the side concubine is not very happy."

No matter how embarrassing the prince does not come to her place, such a shameful thing cannot be said in person.

Even after hearing what the maid said, I felt shameless.

But Shang Shu breathed a sigh of relief, "What's the matter, a man's heart is everywhere, not to mention the prince's status is precious, and he remembers the disaster-stricken people in his heart, how can he indulge in his son's and daughter's affairs?"

Chi Mingjiao paused for a while, then nodded slightly.

Shang Shu supported his pearl, and carefully pressed it on the chair, "Don't worry, Daddy Jiaojiao, when the crown prince ascends the throne, at least you are also a noble concubine, don't be petty."

Chi Mingjiao was quiet, and the corner of his mouth raised with difficulty.

"By the way," Shang Shu patted her, "It's very beautiful."

Chi Mingjiao thought of something, hesitated and said, "Daughter has something, I want to ask you."

"Say it straight," Shang Shu said.

"The old doctor of our family went south with the prince last time. When he came back, he said that the prince seemed to be in good health. He went to ask for pulse every day, but was blocked every time. He could only judge by his face and figure."

The more she talked, the more sorrow filled her brows, and the more confused she became, "What's wrong with the crown prince? Every three days, I ask the imperial doctor Song from the imperial hospital for diagnosis and treatment. The other doctors don't even ask to take a look."

Chi Shangshu thought for a while, and said first: "You are already the concubine of the crown prince, since you have become a member of the Eastern Palace, from now on, the term 'our family' can only refer to the Eastern Palace, and you can no longer think about your natal family."

Chi Mingjiao nodded.

Only then did he say: "First, the crown prince has many things to do when he goes to the south, and he doesn't care about such trivial things as daily pulse checks; second, the crown prince is really sick, so it's not easy to tell outsiders, and the imperial physician has been invited to treat it in secret. It's..."

"If you are really sick, you can pretend that you don't know." He confessed.

Chi Mingjiao asked: "Don't you want to care about it?"

Shang Shu shook his head, "Since the crown prince deliberately concealed it, it must not be an ordinary illness that can be spoken."

Chi Mingjiao figured it out and finally nodded.

agreed.

"Only dad can teach me, otherwise my daughter doesn't know what to do and will be in constant fear." She said with a sad face again.

"Why did you feel sad again after talking about it?" Shang Shu wanted to make her happy, so he asked, "I heard from Yingxiuer along the way that the newly built 'Chunjiao Palace' was built for you?"

Sure enough, her mood immediately improved a lot.

Shang Shu also breathed a sigh of relief, "Really?"

he asked again.

Chi Mingjiao nodded, then shook his head again.

Shang Shu looked at her suspiciously.

"The prince hasn't decided when to call his daughter over." Chi Mingjiao lowered his head, clutching the handkerchief in his hand, "It's said that the decoration hasn't been finished yet, a few paintings are missing or something..."

She glanced at Yingxiu.

Wrapped in her hand, the handkerchief seemed to be her heart, beating chaotically and flusteredly.

Yingxiu stepped forward and said: "Yes, the maidservant bought the gatekeeper of the Chunjiao Palace to say that the crown prince said it himself, and asked Song Taiyi to draw a picture as a congratulatory gift for the crown prince's move in."

"It's the crown princess, isn't it the side concubine?" Shang Shu frowned and asked.

"I guess that girl didn't hear clearly." Ying Xiu also frowned, and said: "I will ask you this afternoon."

Shang Shu nodded.

He looked at the sadness in his daughter's eyebrows and felt his heart was broken.

After thinking about it, he instructed: "If it is really for the Crown Princess, remember not to fight for it, remember."

Chi Mingjiao nodded with strength.

Although she is arrogant, she is still sensible.

Shang Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

Bringing up a smile and comforting: "The prince just praised you in the study."

Chi Mingjiao looked at him suspiciously.

Shangshu wiped her tears, "I praised my Mingzhu for being sensible and capable, and said that my father taught me well, so I called my father-in-law."

"Really?"

She Chi asked, "I just heard what Yingxiu said, but I still can't believe it."

"real."

Shang Shu is full of benefits and reassurance: "The crown prince values ​​you, and even father is also valued even more."

Chi Mingjiao looked in the direction of the study, with a lot of thoughts, and nodded slowly.

Shang Shu took her hand in comfort, smiled and patted her lightly.

Tai Hospital.

The drizzle had been drifting all day, now it was finer and the wind had died down.

Outside the washed window, there is a high-spirited spring, and the green shoots suddenly rushed to the branches.

Through the drizzle, like a fairy girl dancing in the mist.

The hazy beauty is the real beauty.

Surrounding and seductive.

The eyes of those who watched were itchy.

Song Chunjing stood in a daze outside the smoke until it was time to get off work.

He put down his hands and stood up.

Shen Huan asked: "Going home, Master?"

Song Chunjing put down his carelessly rolled up cuffs and nodded casually.

He walked out of the hospital first, and walked into the rain.

"Master..." Shen Huan held up the black and silver woven cloak, and called out hesitantly, "Do you have this?"

Song Chunjing waved his hand.

Shen Huan looked at the cloak in his hand, and then at the cloudy sky outside.

The master held it out the door.

After catching up with Song Chunjing, he shook his cloak up and covered his master's shoulders.

Song Chunjing didn't refuse, and walked forward while wearing the cloak.

Shen Huan looked at his face, and asked cautiously: "It's still raining, master, wait for me to go back and get an umbrella out?"

Song Chunjing shook his head, his face was covered with fine moisture.

"Blow the wind, soak in the rain, relax and relax." He said.

Shen Huan was young, so he didn't understand the worries of adults, and he didn't understand why it was so relaxing.

But Master was drenched in the rain, so he couldn't hide under the umbrella by himself.

So she held out her chest and walked with Song Chunjing.

His shoulders were thin, and after a while his shoulders became wet.

Song Chunjing finally came back to his senses and glanced at him.

He took off his cloak and put it on him.

He was not big enough to lift, and the cloak dragged on the floor.

Song Chunjing squatted down and fished the hem in his hands, and tied a gold-woven tie for him. His fingers shuttled back and forth in front of his eyes a few times, and he tied a tight knot.

Chen Huan was a little embarrassed, and leaned back to hide, "No need, Master, I'm already old."

Song Chunjing didn't force it either.

Handed over the hem of the cloak to Chen Huan.

Shen Huan hugged her tightly in her arms, wrapping herself into a rice dumpling.

He nodded towards Song Chun's scenic spot, indicating that he could leave.

Song Chunjing stood up and took a deep breath of fresh air.

A dark figure appeared at the end of the palace road. Someone was holding an umbrella and hurriedly walked this way.

It was only when I walked in that I realized it was Uda.

Seeing that he was drenched in the rain, Wu Da felt that his intuition was not very good, so he moved the umbrella out slightly and put it on top of the two of them.

The space under the umbrella is limited, and Wuda, the human-shaped stove, is full of dry air.

Comparing the two compartments, Song Chunjing's damp and steamy body is extremely depressing.

When the cold and warm hit, he turned his head and covered his mouth and sneezed.

The two held the same umbrella, Wu Da didn't think there was anything wrong.

Concerned and asked: "Doctor Song, don't you have gonorrhea?"

Song Chunjing waved his hand, feeling that the distance was too close.

Without showing any trace, he dodged backwards.

Wu Da took half a step forward, and put the umbrella on top of the two of them again.

Song Chunjing: "..."

Wu Da asked straight: "Are you off work? Are you free now?"

Song Chunjing: "No."

"If you are free, the crown prince invites you to go." Uda still insisted on finishing.

Song Chunjing looked at him with complicated eyes, and said again, "No."

Uda: "..."

Wu Da got a point from Yan Zhen, he is no longer the original Wu Da.

He cleared his throat and said with a smile: "The prince said he was ill, please go over and have a look and prescribe some medicine."

Song Chunjing also cleared his throat.

Uda smiled and waited for him to continue.

"The crown prince's illness cannot be cured by the lower officials." He was meek and gentle, but his words were full of sarcasm. "Let's drink more water."

The implication: the prince may be idle.

Although Wu Da was straightforward but not stupid, he immediately felt the profound meaning from these words.

His smile froze on his face.

I thought: Why is this different from what you said? ? ?

Song Chunjing nodded politely at him, and walked out of the umbrella.

Wu Da followed immediately, chasing after him, and said anxiously: "Are you really not going?"

Song Chunjing remained expressionless and walked forward without hesitation.

Wu Da thought for a while, and expressed his reluctance, "I'm going out with His Highness this time, and Imperial Physician Song won't be able to see me for a while."

Song Chunjing paused this time and slowed down a bit, "Why is the prince going out?"

Uda was a little shy, and said with a silly smile, "That's right."

Before Song Chunjing could speak, Wu Da lowered his head and smiled, "Then I'll reply to His Highness, shall I go now?"

Song Chunjing let out a sigh of relief and nodded.

Holding an umbrella, Uda turned and left again.

The fine rain fell on the top of the head again, suddenly feeling cold, Song Chunjing sneezed again.

Shen Huan was also afraid that he would get sick, so he said worriedly: "Master, let's go home quickly."

Song Chun nodded and led Shen Huan out of the palace gate.

The carriage of the Song Mansion was waiting at the gate of the palace.

Song Chunjing glanced at the long and endless way back, and took the initiative to get on the carriage.

Shen Huan asked: "Aren't we going for a walk?"

"It's time to leave," Song Chunjing said, "It's still comfortable to sit."

Shen Huan got into the carriage dumbfounded, took off the cloak and put it on him.

He is half a man, and his body is more like a stove, heating the cloak very warm.

Song Chunjing sneezed again.

Shen Huan: "..."

He thought to himself, Master is really weak.

After a stick of incense, the Song Mansion arrived.

Song Chunjing was drowsy.

Shen Huan patted him, "Master, we're here."

Song Chunjing woke up, with sleepy eyelids, and slowly got out of the carriage.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, someone beside him took it with great insight and held him by the arm.

Hold him down firmly.

He also covered his head with an umbrella.

Song Chunjing didn't raise his head, "I'm sorry."

"You're welcome." The man said in a cheerful tone.

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