Chapter 224

In the main courtyard of the Buddhist hall, a few oil lamps that are not very bright, illuminate this small world, on weekdays this is the place where the Buddha of the Wulanala clan is worshipped, even if it is not dyed with incense, it also has a faint sandalwood fragrance, this sandalwood is a good thing to calm down, but for a young man like Honghui who is surging in his heart, it is not a safe thing.

In addition, the door of the Buddha hall was closed, and the air was not circulating, Honghui only felt that his head was becoming more and more chaotic, and even the statue of Baiyu Guanyin that was close at hand was already a little unclear, but he still insisted on not letting his posture slack off, his back was stiff, his teeth were biting his lower lip, and the slightest blood mark had oozed sweet blood droplets.

"Bang!" Although Honghui was raised by the fourth master with a firm will, but in the end, he did not defeat the instinct of the body, and fell to the cold ground of the Buddha hall after shaking a few times.

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Sitting on the bed of the Arhat, Ulanala only felt restless, and turned the rosary in his hand again and again, but he could not recite a single sentence of the connected scriptures, and his eyes seemed to grow on the door of the Buddha hall.

"Master, you see it's not too early now, you and Brother Honghui haven't had dinner yet, why don't the old slave go and invite Brother Honghui out, you have some supper, rest early!" Mama Fu felt the distress of the Wulanala clan for Honghui, smiled and sent a cup of tea soaked in Bodhi seeds, and said softly.

"How much time?" asked the Ulanara clan as he raised his eyebrows calmly.

"It's been more than an hour and a half!" Mama Fu looked at the hourglass in the corner, and deliberately said more time. It's also good to send a step to the Ulanala clan.

Sure enough, when the Ulanala clan heard this, they frowned slightly. He whispered, "Since it's almost time, let him come out."

This kid is also strong, isn't it possible that he doesn't know how to come out and admit his mistake?"

In fact, in the heart of the Wulanala clan, she did not blame Honghui too much, on the contrary, she felt sorry for him, but for the sake of her status in the mansion, she had to harden her heart to punish Honghui, and she had been waiting for Honghui to admit his mistake. She was naturally exempted from punishment.

Mama Fu shook her head with a smile and said softly: "Brother Honghui is the same as the master, and he still thinks that the master was a child. Once secretly changed into men's clothes and went out of the house, the old lady also punished you like this, waiting for you to come out and admit your mistakes, but the master knelt in the Buddhist hall for a long time. The kneeling legs are a little lame. That made the old lady feel distressed. ”

"Yes, the adoptive child knows the kindness of his parents, with Honghui, I understand the hard work of Eniang at that time, I hope Honghui will grow up soon, and he can understand my hard work as a mother earlier!"

"Then the old slave went over and asked Brother Honghui to come out, master, you have to give a good face!" Mama Fu told with some anxiety.

Ulanara nodded slightly. instructed the maids to prepare hot tea, hot water, handkerchiefs and other things, and then got up and stood next to the small door that came out of the Buddha hall.

"Ah, the master is not good. Brother Honghui fainted!" Mama Fu smiled and listened to the movement behind her, and casually pushed open the small door of the Buddhist hall, just at a glance, the whole person panicked, and walked to the side of Brother Honghui who fainted, and called for the Wulanala clan who was waiting outside.

"What's wrong?" Wulanala had a wind at his feet, and he had already run into the Buddha Hall without waiting for the maids to get close, and by the faint oil lamp in the Buddha Hall, he looked at Honghui with a face like paper gold, and only felt that his heart hurt like a knife, if he wasn't worried about Honghui's comfort, he was afraid that she would fall directly.

Mama Fu knew some superficial medical skills, and took the pulse for Honghui, so she untied Honghui's placket, rubbed Honghui's chest with her big hand through her middle coat, and ordered someone to bring a cold handkerchief, and then pinched his middle with his thumbs with both hands, and woke up Honghui, who didn't know how long he had fainted.

"E-niang...... Honghui knew that he was wrong!" Honghui just woke up, and saw the appearance of the Ulanala clan looking at himself with red eyes, and reached out and pulled the wide sleeves of the Ula Nara clan with some distress, and said in a low voice.

Seeing Honghui's sensible appearance, Wulanala couldn't help but feel astringent in his eyes, and the tears in his eyes fell like this, and he instructed the maid to help Honghui, who was still a little weak, out of the Buddhist hall, and sent the little eunuch to the front to inform the fourth master, and invited the imperial doctor to come over, and then sat down next to Honghui again.

Honghui's face was bloodless, as if he was seriously ill, the whole person had no strength, as if he had returned to his childhood, relying on pulling the sleeves of the Wulanala clan, so that the mood of the Wulanala clan had not calmed down much and became excited again, looking at Honghui with tears, taking the handkerchief in the maid's hand, and carefully wiping Honghui's cheeks.

After a stick of incense, the fourth master had already walked into the main courtyard quickly, originally thinking that the Ulanala clan had such a trick again, and he was still a little disgusted in his heart, and when he saw Honghui's sick and crooked appearance lying on the Luohan bed, he pushed away Mama Fu and the others who came forward to ask for peace, and walked quickly to the bedside.

"What's going on?" the fourth master asked in disbelief as he looked at Honghui's obviously thinner face.

"When the concubine saw that Honghui actually dared to disrespect his mother, she punished him for kneeling, but she didn't want him to faint in the Buddha hall!"

"The Imperial Doctor is already on his way. The fourth master glanced at the Ulanala clan coldly, sat down next to Honghui, and took Honghui's little hand, the nervous appearance was not much better than the Ulanala clan, which made the worries in the heart of the Ulanala clan turn into foam.

However, Honghui was used to seeing the black face of the fourth master, and suddenly saw the appearance of the fourth master, and he actually felt a little ridiculous that he was sick like this, but he could see the worried appearance of the fourth master, in fact, there was nothing bad.

The fourth master didn't know the child's plan in Honghui's heart, but he looked anxiously at the direction of the door, and after a long time, he saw the gentle Taiyi walking into the main courtyard accompanied by Su Peisheng.

The imperial doctor took the pulse, and just as he was about to speak, he was led out by the fourth master, leaving the Wulanala clan to accompany Honghui.

It's just that Honghui looked at the imperial doctor's shaking his head and sighing, and his little heart was pounding. At this time, seeing the reassuring smile of the Ulanala clan, I only felt that he seemed to be terminally ill.

But Honghui is an introverted child, although he is worried. But he didn't ask, but looked at everyone's faces, especially the fourth master who had just been talking to the imperial doctor outside, looking at the corners of the fourth master's pursed lips, he was even more sure of what he thought in his heart.

But this time Honghui really saw it wrong, the reason why the fourth master called the imperial doctor out to talk was completely because he was worried about Honghui's body. wanted him to have a good rest, and wanted Su Peisheng to accompany the imperial doctor to go out to write prescriptions, but he was worried that the imperial doctor would think that he was neglected. I didn't want to see Honghui well, so I accompanied the doctor out of the room together.

And the Wulanala clan naturally felt sorry for him, a little child, but fainted in the Buddhist hall, and regretted that she punished her too much, so there was that bitter look in his eyes. It's not about Honghui's body at all.

As early as when Mama Fu took Honghui's pulse. The Ulanala clan knew that Honghui's body was fine, so he didn't ask in front of Honghui, but he didn't want this kind of coincidence to make the thoughtful Honghui think about it.

After a while, Su Peisheng had already ordered the medicinal materials needed by the imperial doctor in the front yard, stared at the maid to fry it, and sent it to the main room with his own hands, which was also worried that the disease would enter from the mouth. I'm afraid that someone will want to attack Honghui, who is weak.

Honghui was half-lying down, just about to take the plain white porcelain bowl full of brown decoction. was taken over by the Ulanala clan, feeding the medicine tablespoon by tablespoon, and wiping the stains on the corners of Honghui's mouth with a handkerchief from time to time, which made the last glimmer of hope in Honghui's original heart shattered.

In fact, in the end, this Honghui's body is not a big deal. It's just that there is a little lack of oxygen, and there is a rush of blood to attack the heart, so I will suddenly faint, just drink two pairs of decoction and it will be no problem.

But he couldn't stand Honghui himself and felt that his body was hopeless, although in front of the Wulanala clan and the fourth master, he looked normal, but when he returned to the west wing room at night, he sent the little eunuch who had been in the night, lying on the comfortable bed, and cried happily.

Early the next morning, although Honghui looked better than yesterday, his spirit was much worse.

Although the Ulanala clan was a little worried, they thought that they were sick after all, so they also took this matter to heart. smiled and comforted him a few words, and canceled the punishment copied by the penalty, which allowed Honghui to go back to the room to rest, and she also drank medicine to make up for sleep.

Five days have passed in a blink of an eye, Honghui has finished drinking the decoction prescribed by the imperial doctor, but his face is getting worse and worse day by day.

Poor Honghui was not sick in the first place, but it was just because he couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep because of his thoughts, but the doctor was worried about his white beard, and with a sad face, he prescribed a prescription for calming and nourishing his body, and comforted Honghui to rest well, then shook his head and picked up the medicine box, and left the main courtyard with some heavy steps.

In Honghui's opinion, he is definitely terminally ill, otherwise the imperial doctor would not have that constipated look, as if he had suffered words, and then thought of the Wulanala clan taking the initiative to cancel his punishment for copying, presumably Eniang also knew, and this added a job to his heart, that is, the guilt of the Wulanala clan.

After all, the Ulanala clan has worked hard to cultivate him for so many years, but he is not strong, so he can only stay up all night to copy a few volumes of Buddhist scriptures, and count all the rewards he has received in the palace over the years, and prepare to hand over his inheritance to the Ulanala clan.

In June, the weather is getting hotter, and even the Wulanala clan has changed into light summer clothes, but Honghui seems to be extremely afraid of the cold, wearing a thick palace satin robe, and a soft brocade cloak, so that the Wulanala clan is completely confused.

However, after inviting the imperial doctor several times in a row, he said that Honghui's body was fine, although the Wulanala clan was still worried, but in the end they put this matter in the back of their minds, after all, the triennial general election is about to start again.

Concubine De Niangniang considered that there were only a few of them in the Fourth Master's Mansion, and planned to choose two good-looking and ordinary family backgrounds among the show girls in this session to serve the Fourth Master.

In this regard, although the Wulanala clan was unwilling, they also had to welcome with a smile, and even accompanied Concubine De to meet a few Gege who were valued by Concubine De, looking at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls who were as beautiful as flowers, she was also very panicked.

In addition, there is now a pregnant Guerjia clan in the house, and the Wulanala clan is a little busy, and some can't take care of Honghui, thinking that she is also relieved to have a reliable old man/person/fine to take care of Mama Fu.

On this day, the Wulanala clan sorted out the family background of this show girl as usual, and was about to enter the palace, when she saw Honghui walking out of the west wing room as thin as skin and bones, which made her panic all of a sudden, and the blue booklet she was holding in her hand fell on the bluestone floor tiles, and the whole person trembled a little.

"My son, what's wrong with you?" asked nervously as Ulanala took Honghui's hand with a little trembling, stroked Honghui's thin cheeks.

Honghui smiled slightly, but this smile was a little scary, "E-Niang, don't worry about me, I'm fine, I don't look at the weather, I want to go out for a walk, but it scares E-Niang!"

"Nonsense, you're okay like this!" Ulanala didn't care about the booklet that had been trampled underfoot, pulled Honghui and was about to return to the main room, and said in a deep voice.

Honghui's body was weak at this time, and he naturally couldn't resist the Wulanala clan who had recovered, so he was half-dragged and half-dragged into the main room by the Wulanala clan, and instructed Mama Fu to invite the fourth master and the imperial doctor, and then sat next to Honghui.

"E-niang, this is all fate.

The son counted all the things around him, and copied a few volumes of scriptures by himself, so it should be his son's last filial piety!" Honghui looked at the busy work of the Ulanala clan, and waited until the Ulanala clan sat down, then took out the crumpled paper scroll and a booklet from the sleeve, and said in a low voice.

The Wulanala clan was already flustered, listening to what Honghui said, how could he think about it and feel unlucky, but he didn't dare to blame Honghui too deeply, so he could only take the book and the copied scriptures according to Honghui's intentions, and tears fell on the kang table, wetting the booklet and the copied scriptures.

"My son, what's wrong with you? E-Niang is so scared!" Wulanala looked at Honghui, who had become a refugee with some helplessness, but was still smiling, and whispered.

Honghui grabbed the Wulanala clan with his backhand, showed a soothing smile, and said calmly: "Don't be afraid, Eniang, Honghui feels ruthless, but he is a little tired and wants to go back to sleep." ”

"E-Niang accompanies you, E-Niang accompanies you back!" Ulanala nodded busily, helped Honghui who was walking and swaying back to the west wing, and laid out the futon for Honghui with his own hands, and then helped Honghui to lie in the quilt, holding Honghui's wrinkled hand, and looking at Honghui with nervous eyes.

Honghui turned sideways, looked at the tears that Wulanala seemed to be unstoppable, and only felt that he was an extremely unfilial person, but he was still greedy for his mother's concern, his face leaned on Wulanala's somewhat trembling hands, and said a little pitifully: "Eniang, tell Honghui another story, just like Honghui when he was a child!"

Ulanala hurriedly wiped away her tears, thinking back to the story she had said, telling a story of coaxing the child to sleep as plainly as possible, watching Honghui slowly close his eyes, breathing weakly, and in a distraction, he didn't notice that an inconspicuous little eunuch slipped out of the main courtyard. (To be continued......)

PS: PS: I'm entangled in whether to write the big brother to death, or to write crazy! If you leave a normal big brother, the heroine's soon-to-be-born son will suffer!