The little prince's illness came quickly, but it went slowly, the fever subsided in the morning, and then it restarted in the afternoon and evening, and it was always endless.

Queen Fang took care of her clothes carefully, and she didn't have the energy to ask about the outside at all, but even so, the little prince's illness still went down all the way, and on the tenth day, there was no fever in the afternoon, and there was no fever in the evening, and everyone who had been hanging their hearts finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this time it was finally good, and even the imperial doctors wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads.

Emperor Longqing is such a precious son, when his son is sick, he can't take care of anything, so he runs to Fengyi Palace after the court.

The little Gong'e who was burning paper outside was also arrested, saying that it was the palace people who had served in Feng Guifei's palace, and she remembered Feng Guifei's kindness, so she burned paper money for Feng Guifei on the Midyear Festival.

Now that Emperor Longqing still doesn't care about her, Concubine De is anxious to take off her clothes and hairpins and come to Fengyi Palace every day to ask for guilt.

She has been kneeling for more than ten days in a row, and Emperor Longqing can see her at a glance every time he comes to Fengyi Palace, sighing and wanting to tell her not to kneel----- after all, she is still pregnant, but there is a commotion inside.

The little prince started a fever again, this time it was accompanied by high fever and convulsions, and after a while he was about to have convulsions, and the queen mother was almost crazy, tears fell on the back of her hand, and she was hoarse when she hugged the little prince and cried.

Emperor Longqing was even more furious, and he couldn't take care of anything in his anger, Concubine De and the others were all left behind by him, and asked Gonggong An to ask the court to correct them.

Most of the imperial doctors were originally on standby in the side hall of Fengyi Palace, and as soon as they heard the summons, they immediately came, but they were a little helpless when they stepped forward to see it.

The little prince is too young, and this high fever continues to go away, I'm afraid that my brain will be burned out by then.

But if they want to give the little prince a heavy medicine to reduce his fever immediately, it is also a great risk---- where can such a young child withstand heavy medicine? Don't take a dose, it's even worse.

Even Yuanzheng knelt on the ground sweating profusely, unable to think of a way for a while.

Emperor Longqing's anger was born with one Buddha and two Buddhas Nirvana, and he couldn't take care of anything at the moment, pointing at the imperial doctors and scolding angrily: "If you can't cure the little prince, all of them will come to see you!" ”

In the end, it was the Confucius Institute who was bold, glanced at the Yuanzheng, and whispered a few words in the Yuanzheng's ear.

The courtyard was looking back at him, and after a moment of hesitation, he kowtowed to Emperor Longqing: "Shengshang, at the beginning of last year, there was an outbreak of typhoid fever in the capital, and finally it was the prescription donated by the pharmacy of the Dingbei Hou Mansion. Now the symptoms of the little prince are somewhat similar......"

He didn't dare to raise his head, he lay on the ground and hesitated and hesitated before he said: "The Confucius Institute judged which pharmacy to deal with at that time, and learned a way to reduce fever, but he just wanted to use soju, and I don't know if the little prince can withstand it....... Weichen's meaning, extraordinary times are very ways, the little prince burns like this, it's really not a way......"

Emperor Longqing didn't speak yet, but Empress Fang suddenly calmed down surprisingly, she hugged the little prince with a red face in her arms, and made a final decision: "No matter what the method, this palace can't take care of so much now, take it out and try it first!" ”

The little prince had already begun to roll his eyes, and seeing that he was about to faint, Empress Fang bit her lip and knelt down in front of Emperor Longqing, crying uncontrollably, begging him to save her life.

The child was placed in the hands of Emperor Longqing, the eight- or nine-month-old child, raised white and fat, soft in his hand, Emperor Longqing actually felt as if he weighed a thousand pounds, he took a long time, and then nodded with difficulty to the courtyard and the Confucius Academy: "Then do it!" ”

Confucius Yuan hurriedly bowed his head, ordered his apprentice to go down to prepare, and asked for soju again, and cleaned everyone up, before he began to start tremblingly.

First took the soju and mixed it with warm water, stripped the little prince naked and put it on the bed to let him cry, leaving only a small belly pocket, except for the chest to avoid and not wipe, the rest of the place was carefully wiped with warm water again and again.

After a long time, the little boy shouted in surprise: "Master! Your Highness is not burning! ”

Both the court and the Confucius court were busy standing up, and went to explore the little prince's palms and his armpits, and found that it had really dropped a lot, and the flushing on his face had also receded, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The two looked at each other, and they both felt that they had picked up a life.

They instructed the nurse to dress the little prince again, and told him not to wear too thick, lest the heat not be dissipated, and then he went out to recover his life.

Queen Fang couldn't wait for a moment, and when she heard that the fever had subsided, the whole person came back from her panic, and rushed into the room with a whimper, kneeling in front of the bed and touching her son's face and body carefully.

Emperor Longqing followed behind, and when he went in, he saw that his son had already fallen asleep, and he was not shocked like just now, so he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to the Confucian Yuan Judge and Yuanzheng: "Reward!" ”

Empress Fang has not eaten water and rice for many days, and seeing that the whole person seems to have lost a layer of skin, Emperor Longqing reached out to help her, and his mouth was still comforting softly: "Aman will be fine, everything is already fine......"

The nickname of the little prince was still given by Queen Fang, and the old lady said that she hoped that the little prince would be happy in the future, and there would be a good omen.

But the name is not very good, at least Queen Fang can't see where it is perfect.

That's what it looks like at home......

Empress Fang pulled the corners of her mouth and sneered, stretched out her hand to brush him away, and stared at him with straight eyes: "Holy Lord, who is it that Aman has become like this?" ”

Emperor Longqing lowered his head, looked at his son sleeping peacefully, and squeezed out a difficult voice from his throat: "It's my ......."

If he hadn't had trouble with Queen Fang, maybe there wouldn't have been this ordeal, he reached out to help the hairpin in Queen Fang's ear, brushed the broken hair behind her ear for her, and sighed softly: "It's because of me, it's because I can't live with you......"

Empress Fang's eyes drooped with tears, and she laughed aggrievedly: "You can't stand me, and you can't stand Aman!" If it weren't for the fact that the people in this palace would see people put down dishes and bow down to the highs and lows, if it weren't for the fact that the management of palace affairs was no longer in my hands...... The people below dare not slow down our mother and son to this point! ”

Emperor Longqing hung his head more and more.

Old husband and young wife, Queen Fang is young enough to be his daughter, he has always held Queen Fang in the palm of his hand, and now she has given birth to a vital son for him, he has always treated her differently and connived in his heart.

What's more, she still has grievances now, he sighed: "These people, what you want to do with them, it's up to you to ......"

---------- update, I went to my aunt's house to pick up my grandfather and came back to live, and I was busy buying toiletries for him, and it was a little late, sorry. Today's four more 8,000 words, tomorrow should still be 12,000, continue to be diligent~~~ Ask for a monthly pass, ask for rewards and subscriptions, all kinds of requests, rely on you, love you, Mo Da.