Chapter 44

That night, Yan Xiaoqi had a high fever, which could kill someone if he had a high fever at this time. Luping and Xiangling anxiously sent messages to the second lady's yard, begging for a doctor for Yan Xiaoqi.

But after half an hour, there was no movement in the Second Madam's yard, Yan Xiaoqi was already flushed with heat, Lu Ping was heartbroken, and sent someone to find out where the Second Master was resting, and rushed over with a lantern.

Seeing Yan Xiaoqi during the day, Zhao Shu felt a little bit emotional, and thought that he hadn't entered the backyard for a long time, and when he left Xu's room, he turned into Aunt Song's yard. It would be better to have a beauty by his side After a lot of lingering, I called for water in the middle of the night. I just fell asleep after scrubbing clean, and was awakened by shouts outside in the dimness.

Aunt Song is a little cold, because of the ups and downs before entering the Marquis's mansion, she seldom shows her feelings, even if she is facing Yan Xiaoqi, the piece of meat that fell from her body, she will not show much joy.

At this time, facing Yan Xiaoqi who was burning like coals and talking nonsense, she was only slightly moved, and then instructed Lu Ping and the others to change Yan Xiaoqi's veil.

The doctor Zhao Shu sent to invite was familiar with him, and he didn't hide anything when he spoke. Facing him, he explained Yan Xiaoqi's situation in detail: "Miss, it has been frozen for too long, and the cold air has entered body, it will take some time to recuperate before it can fully recover."

Have you been freezing for too long?Zhao Shu thought that when he passed by, Yan Xiaoqi's shoes were already frozen on the ground, and he knew it in his heart, but he was a little embarrassed when his friend noticed what was going on in the backyard.

However, thinking about what Yan Xiaoqi said before she just got sick, Zhao Shu couldn't help feeling embarrassed, and hurriedly asked again: "Then what about her previous illness, but it's cured?"

"Before?" The doctor frowned and recalled for a long while, and then said: "Miss's pulse shows that there is no other illness, but it is not good to catch a cold at my daughter's house, and I need to take care of it."

Zhao Shu shook his head slightly before he understood what the doctor was referring to, so he could only respond calmly and quickly.

Being a father is so hard!

Shouldn't this be a mother who should pay attention?He looked up at Aunt Song who was standing in the room far away from the bed, and sighed helplessly.

Hearing the movement of Taoyuan, when he invited the doctor, he had already alarmed the masters of the mansion, big and small. She was only a concubine, and her status was not worthy of being visited by others. Therefore, when Zhao Shu sent the doctor to the gate of the courtyard, , I only saw the Xu family and his party who came late carrying lanterns not far away.

The daughter was sick, but the maid asked to be on his head. Zhao Shu looked at Xu from a distance, and only flung his sleeves, and walked into the yard again.

Yan Xiaoqi fell into a drowsy sleep this time, opened his eyes, it was already noon.The burning pain in my body, especially my hands and feet, was wrapped up, probably because I was a little bit cold before.

Why can't I just get sick? In the village before, I was injured by the cold, so once my body decayed, it was as if I had been irradiated, and it was extremely fast.

Now that I have changed my body, I still can't get rid of the fate of being frostbitten. I have no strength in my body, and I want to use my hands to support the bed to prop up my body. As a result, when I try a little harder, I feel a piercing pain.

Seeing her wake up, Lu Ping, who opened the door, quickly put down the medicine bowl in her hand, came to help her up, and put a cushion behind her waist.

"The doctor said that your illness is very serious this time, and you need to take good care of your body to recover. Madam has already explained it, and I will spare you my greetings."

Sure enough, this is the case again, seemingly magnanimous, but in fact it is distasteful to see each other.

Yan Xiaoqi rolled his eyes: "I'm a little hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

"The soft porridge is heating up in the warm pavilion outside. You had a fever the night before and now you can only eat some light food. This servant will bring it here." Lu Ping replied, then turned and went out of the room to make arrangements.

This serious illness is inextricably linked to Xu's. Yan Xiaoqi doesn't know if it's because of what the cheap father told her, or Xu needs to put on a show. A lot is delivered every day.

He Xiang came over once more and gave her a lot of supplements, and even stuffed a jewelry box and some new clothes.

During the time she was recuperating, there were many things going on in the mansion, big and small. She was bored, so she sent Xiangling out to inquire, and came to listen every day for fun.

For example, Mrs. Xu went to the first birthday banquet in the Yong'an Hou Mansion, but she only went there alone. For some reason, Fifth Miss Zhao Wen didn't make it, and dropped a whole room of things.

For example, Brother Ming, whom Yan Xiaoqi met, was in poor health due to premature birth, and fell ill again these days, but the eldest grandma, that is, the young woman Yan Xiaoqi met, was pregnant again, and she was afraid that it would be too late Sick, the child was taken to the old lady's side to raise.

For example, Miss Six's maternal ancestral family wanted to marry cousins, but because the elder sister was not married, this kind of matter could not be discussed publicly, but could only be discussed in private.After Zhao Wen heard about it, she threw things all over the room again.

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The frostbite on the hand disappeared quickly, and within a few days, the dressing could be changed and the bandage removed.

Yan Xiaoqi lay on the bed every day, flipping through the travel notes sent by Zhao Shu, listening to Xiang Ling's vivid gossip, life was comfortable, but his body was always weak, and he would always be out of breath after walking a few steps first half day.

Half a month passed, and Aunt Song never showed up again, except for that night when she came over with Zhao Shu.Yan Xiaoqi sometimes feels sorry for his ex for no reason, with such an identity and such a mother, the life of his ex is not easy.

After all, the young concubine's presence in the mansion is already weak.I don't know how much hard work it takes to earn the refinement and decency of this house.

This new year, the mansion is lively and peaceful. Yan Xiaoqi is suffering from typhoid fever, and she can't even share the New Year's Eve dinner with everyone. She is the most humble master in the mansion. How to make.

The food delivered by the kitchen should have been richer in the past, so Yan Xiaoqi took out her private money and asked Luping to go to the kitchen to order another table with a few jars of wine, close the courtyard door, and watch the maids and women, eating Xi boxing.

Before the Lantern Festival, Yan Xiaoqi's illness finally healed up. After drinking a month of big tonic soup, she swelled a little on her face, and her originally sharp face became rounded. It looks brighter.

When going to greet the old lady, Zhao Wen looked at her with even more unkind eyes.The old lady was still as lukewarm as she remembered, she only asked her a few words, then threw a bead flower casually and ignored her.

In this mansion, the concubines and concubines seem to have a very weak sense of existence.Yan Xiaoqi held the pearl flower, feeling a little complicated.It's okay not to be taken seriously, but besides the daily greetings, closing the door and living your own life, it's actually pretty good.

It's better than a farmhouse with no food and no warmth, isn't it?
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Thank you for the sachet from Yuexiu South Road; thank you for the oranges with heavy makeup, lightly recalling Yirenyan, and the peace charm for indifferent dust and smoke; thank you for the girl who lost money, the old dream of the empty city, the cool mint, you and the old times, the sadness of the crazy girl, and the story Shengyouyue Minglouye, Mo Qianyu's gift, thank you to all the book friends who voted, thank you

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