Chapter 332

After thinking about it, she asked, "there are imperial doctors in the palace all the time. Will you come to your house to treat you?"

"I'm getting worse and worse from a few days ago." Murong Shuyan's eyes drooped, his sparse eyelashes trembled, and said: "the Emperor cared, so he sent the royal doctor to take care of him day and night."

Take care of

Oh!

It sounds like a great deal of Royal kindness!

The emperor's benevolence is so great that there is a royal doctor, but a person's body is getting worse day by day!

Mu Qingge sneers. I'm afraid that the emperor sent a royal doctor to cure Murong Shuyan. Instead of treating him, he should have done something in his medicine and watched him die day by day!

Mu Qingge's face is very cold. Although the Murong family has been a great master for a hundred years, they have lost their glory because of the emperor's intention for more than ten years.

Why did the emperor kill them all?

What's more, the Murong family is not very prosperous in the imperial city. At least they can't rank in the top five. Why are they regarded as eyesore by the emperor alone?

Mu Qingge is very puzzled.

But she also knows that as a friend, she must not watch Murong Shuyan die like this.

"You drink medicine every day now?"

Murong Shuyan said faintly: "is there any reason why the emperor's kindness is boundless?"

Mu Qingge listen to, also understand, no longer ask what.

She wrote a list for Murong Shuyan and gave him a few bottles of medicine. Without saying much, she let Murong Shuyan go.

On that day, Rong Jue did not come back at night as he said.

In the evening, he didn't come back. He just asked Jiang Li to come back and send some news to her to let her not worry.

Instead, mu Qingge worried and asked Jiang Li, "is it serious?"

Will leave respectful nod, "than imagined to be serious."

"Why do you say that?" Mu Qingge doesn't understand.

"It was not only about Cang Lang Wang and Miss Qin, but also about Beiling." Jiang Li said: "the northern mausoleum has a very tough attitude towards Princess Hua."

"And Beiling?" Mu Qingge's eyes beat.

"Yes." Will leave respectfully tunnel: "madam, subordinate also want to return to the Lord side, subordinate first leave."

Rong Jue didn't come back that day. The next morning, mu Qingge woke up. Rong Jue didn't come back.

However, she woke up early in the morning, just opened her eyes, the housekeeper rushed over, face changed: "madam, it's not good!"

Mu Qingge held the cup and sat up abruptly, "what's the matter? Is it Ranran... "

"It's not about the warlord." The housekeeper's face was wrinkled and his eyes were red. "It's the little master. He seems to be poisoned!"

Mu Qingge's face suddenly changed!

Before mu Qingge rushed to Ji Ziyan's room, he heard bursts of bustling light noises outside the door, as well as children's heartbreaking cry, "pain! so painful! My stomach hurts...! "

Mu Qingge suddenly goes in. The servant who is waiting on Ji Ziyan sees mu Qingge and quickly gives way to let her in.

Mu Qingge lifted the curtain in front of Ji Ziyan's window, and immediately saw his wrinkled little face, which looked a little black and blue, with tears on his face.

Tears will he steamed stuffed bun under the brocade are wet a circle, enough to see how much he is crying.

"Little mother ~" children's voice today is particularly fragile, "people's pain, good pain, good pain..."

Mu Qingge's heart was pulled together, and his heart was cold. He grabbed the child's wrist to explore the pulse.

A probe, the facial expression changes abruptly, then lift the quilt that Ji Ziyan curls up.

As soon as the quilt was lifted, I was surprised to find that Ji Ziyan's little friend was only wearing a thin inner garment, and her little stomach was bulging in a radian!

Like a big belly!

"Ah The attendants were surprised to see this scene!

"Shut up Mu Qingge stares at them fiercely. Mu Qingge's eyes are too fierce. Although those people are not from Jue palace, they are brought by Jue Yan, and they are shocked by her.

Ji Ziyan's tears kept flowing in pain. After seeing mu Qingge, the original heartrending cry was alleviated. "Wuwu, little mother, am I going to die?"

"No way." Mu Qingge touched his moist face, "believe me, it will be fine soon."

"My stomach hurts. It hurts! I'm dying... "

Mu Qingge sat down, touched his face, and said to the housekeeper who was standing on one side anxiously, "let's quickly find ice cold spirit grass to help him suppress the pain. It won't work if the pain goes on like this."

When the housekeeper hears the words, he will run himself. However, mu Qingge stops him: "tell others to do it. I have something else to do for you."

The housekeeper, no matter what, immediately ordered someone to do it, and then asked: "madam, you ordered."

Mu Qingge put his hand around the trembling child, so that his fingertips were white, but his face was so calm that he said, "you take pen, ink, paper and inkstone, I'll read and write, and I'll get the medicine. Come on

"Yes." It's the first time that the housekeeper has seen mu Qingge like this. At a glance, he knows that the matter is very serious. He was scared, and his hands and feet were cold. He quickly turned around and told people to do it. He said, "madam, I have a little brain. Please remember first."

Mu Qingge didn't say a word of nonsense. He said more than 30 kinds of herbs.

The housekeeper in winter is sweating.

He is also a learned man. He thinks he can read a lot, but mu Qingge says dozens of medicines, and many words are strange to him!

In the end, ink, paper and inkstone came. I still want to write mu Qingge by myself.

Next to him was the cry of the little master who was about to burst his throat. In front of him, mu Qingge was clenching his fist to write. The housekeeper looked at him with shame on his face. At such a critical moment, he can't help the master. He is really useless!

After mu Qingge had written it, he threw it to the housekeeper, "most of these medicines are rare, most of them are exotic medicines. I seldom see them in the market. Please ask someone to go to the Lord and see if he has any."

The housekeeper shook his hand and the paper almost fell to the ground.

His eyes were red and he asked in a trembling voice, "yes, if not?"

"There will be." Mu Qingge's voice was very cold, and a fierce flash flashed across his eyes, "if my son has something to do, otherwise I want her to die without a burial place!"

Damn it!

How dare you touch her son!

court death!

The housekeeper looked at her, listened to her words and swallowed the foam. He was moved by Qingge's support for Ji Ziyan's children. He was also distressed to see Ji Ziyan's painful appearance.

He didn't say anything and hurriedly went to work with the list.

Mu Qingge had many tools in his room. As he was about to put Ji Ziyan down and go back to get the tools himself, another man rushed to report, "madam, something's wrong with someone in the kitchen!"