Chapter 620: Serious illness

"But there are too few charcoal fires in your palace? Wasn't it okay when you left yesterday?"
Jiagui felt more and more unwell, she felt cold all over, and her head was dizzy. Du Xuechun prescribed a few medications for her, and it seemed that her condition was very bad.
"Little Lord, she..."
Le'er felt sorry for her little lord. Just about to speak, she was squeezed by the Jiagui. Then she saw Jiagui shook his head and showed a smile that was not easy: "I made the empress worry, but the concubine did not Just be careful, it's fine."
Du Xuechun didn't see her small movements. It was a cold winter now. Besides, when the honorable person went back so late last night, she only assumed that she was caught in the wind on the way back, and didn't think too much.
"Come here today. If you are not feeling well, it is better to go back and rest early. This is the prescription prescribed by the palace." She handed over a piece of paper with what she had just written on it. The honorable person took it. After a few glances, there are some familiar names of medicines.
"Just follow this prescription and go to the hospital to get the medicine. As long as you take the medicine on time, you should be able to reduce the fever soon."
Jiagui handed the prescription to Le'er. She was limp, walking like on cotton. She got up and thanked Du Xuechun: "Thank you, Empress Empress."
"It's all a family. When you need help, you should do more. Don't thank the palace. Go back and rest early."
"The mother, my concubine retires."
After Jiagui left, Mingying closed the door and looked at Du Xuechun, who was sitting where he was tasting tea, and said: "Niangniang, Jiagui's situation looks very bad. Even if it is cold now, it is impossible to get this serious. The wind is cold, right?"
Du Xuechun stroked the tea leaves floating on the water with the tea cover. Hearing what Mingying said, she frowned slightly: "You said that too, Kunning Palace is not far from Yanxi Palace, but in one night, it was stained. Such a severe wind chill is indeed a bit strange."
She pondered for a moment, remembering how she was just happily talking and stopping, and always felt that the more she thought about it, the more wrong she became: "Well, Mingying, you make people pay attention to every move of Yanxi Palace, especially Du Qingheng and Jiagui, Wan One is really the hands and feet of Du Qingheng, and there is really no need for the palace to keep her."
A fierce stern flashed in those beautiful curving eyes. She had endured Du Qingheng for too long. She didn't do it by herself, but she pushed her nose on her face.
"The slave and maid will make arrangements."
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Partial Hall of Yanxi Palace
"Cough cough cough cough...cough cough, cough!"
"Little Lord? Little Lord, how are you doing?"
Jiagui coughed hard, she was lying on the bed full of pain, and the music on the side was so anxious that the other maids in the palace were also commanded by her and couldn't stop for a moment: "Quick! Change another basin of water! You, Let’s see how the medicine is going. And you, hurry up and get an imperial doctor. The young master has a cough so badly, he must stop the cough first!"
The maid who was named by Le'er for the imperial doctor did not dare to delay, and hurriedly went out to the imperial hospital.
It's just that he walked too quickly and didn't pay attention to looking ahead, and he ran into Du Qingheng in the corner.
"Damn!"
Du Qingheng was slammed, and his hands were burned by the heater. The anger in his heart suddenly rose, staring at the maid who had been kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy and asked, "Which palace are you from?"
"The slave maid is next to the nobleman in Yanxi Palace. The maidservant spares her life, because the slave does not have eyes! The slave did not deliberately hit the maid."
The bluestone slab was icy cold, and the lady of the court knelt on the ground, constantly kowtow. In a moment, her hands had turned red, and her forehead was flushed by the stiff bluestone slab.
"The honorable person?"
Hearing this title, Du Qingheng's eyes darkened a bit, and his dislike for the honorable person increased a little more. This journey can be offended by the honorable person. The feelings of this woman are the same as Du Xuechun. To kill her?
"Niangniang forgive her sins, please forgive her!"
Du Xuechun was about to have a seizure, but after another thought, didn't this honorable person go to the queen in the afternoon? At the moment this palace lady is in a hurry, is it because the honorable person has returned? And what happened.
Suddenly she suppressed her anger, and looked up and down the court lady, her voice was cold: "Where are you going in such a hurry?"
"Hui Niangniang, my little master is unwell and has a cold, and the slave and maid are about to go to the hospital for a doctor."
Something really happened.
Du Qingheng smiled, but his heart was filled with joy: "Since she is unwell, then you should go and get a doctor."
The palace lady was shocked and slowly raised her head and glanced at Du Qingheng's expression, thinking that she was a dream, but she was not punished. She only glanced at it and immediately lowered her head: "Thank you, Niang, Niang!"
She got up, bends down and left Du Qingheng's sight all the time, and ran to the hospital.
The smile on Du Qingheng's face gradually solidified, and slowly turned into a sneer, his eyes seemed to be nine cold days, with coldness hidden in them: "This month, hasn't the Ministry of Internal Affairs come to send charcoal fire?"
"Hui Niangniang, because charcoal fire is scarce, the Ministry of Internal Affairs said it will be delivered in these few days."
"well."
Several days have passed since Jiagui's illness. Hearing that the situation has not improved, Du Xuechun also sent people to visit him several times.
Du Xuechun sews Yuanming's shoes by herself. She lay on her side on the couch with a blanket on her legs. Thinking of Jiagui's situation, she asked in passing: "Concubine Du, has there been any movement recently?"
Mingying took a step forward and replied respectfully: "Hui Niangniang, there is nothing unusual. I heard that after Jiagui became ill, Du Guifei sent someone to visit him a few times and gave the best supplements."
"Oh?" This is really a strange thing. Du Xuechun laughed after hearing this. "Isn't she very opinionated about the honorable person? Why would she give her supplements?"
"It should be because you are so attached to the honorable person, not to mention that the honorable person is from the Yanxi Palace. If she doesn't do anything, I am afraid that she will not be able to survive."
A joking voice came, and immediately after seeing Concubine Dee enter the door, Du Xuechun put down the things in her hand, Concubine De Concubine bowed to her and saluted her: "I have seen the empress."
"Why are you free to come to this palace today?"
Du Xuechun motioned to Concubine De to sit on the couch. She hadn't seen her for a long time. She was also happy to be accompanied by someone to talk.
"I, I heard about one thing about Jiagui and Du Guifei. After hearing this, I didn't feel comfortable in my heart, so I wanted to come to the empress and talk about it, so that the empress could come out and preside over justice."
"Oh? What's the matter?"
"I'm afraid I don't know the empress. The wind and the cold of Jiagui are so fierce. That's for a reason." Concubine De set off the heater in her hand and said angrily, "I heard that the Jiagui was here at Empress a few days ago. All day, until Haishi, did you go back?"
"Yes, there is such a thing." Du Xuechun was puzzled and nodded. "Heya likes nobles very much. The palace left her for dinner, but when she came back the next day, she saw her. There was a severe wind chill."