The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 225 West Window Candle

As soon as he said this, the faces of the nurses next to him turned pale, and they were so frightened that they knelt down to apologize.

The fourth elder brother didn't even look at the servants, and stretched out his hand to hold Gu Yaoyao's hand. When he got to the table, a servant had already moved the chair for Gu Gege over.

Everyone knows that the master likes Gu Gege to be by his side.

Even if you are reading official documents, you don't mind when you are busy with official business.

Gu Yaoyao sat down, and the fourth elder brother saw that she was still rubbing her wrists, so he straightened his cuffs, stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and gently kneaded it in his palm, with a loving face.

Dai Lan and Erman looked at each other, both very happy.

"The little girl is getting heavier." The fourth elder brother took a sip of the tea brought by the servants, and then continued to rub Gu Yaoyao's wrist: "You are not too tired."

Gu Yaoyao said: "If I change the object with the same weight as Ergege, I will definitely not be able to hold it; but holding her is no problem."

The corner of Si elder brother's lips curled up into a smile, and he just felt that sitting under the lamp at this moment, talking about children, although trivial, was also very warm.

He smiled and said nothing, Gu Yaoyao looked down at his slender fingers constantly kneading her wrist, but she was slightly lost in thought.

She recalled what happened to Er Gege and Er Age both had diarrhea.

……

"Yaoyao...?"

After regaining consciousness, Gu Yaoyao saw that she did not know when she was sitting at the dining table, and the fourth elder brother was still holding her hand. Eight kinds of thin sweet soup, all of which she likes on weekdays.

It turned out that the fourth elder brother was at the banquet just now, seeing that she was only taking care of the children, and he didn't eat well, so someone brought her to the front yard.

Su Peisheng was beside him, and he also tried his best to serve Gu Yaoyao.

The women in the backyard don't deserve to be favored or rewarded.

It doesn't even matter if you are allowed to have children and give you a status-isn't the status all for children?
But if such a meal is not eaten well, the master will remember it, worry about it while handling official duties, and even bring people to the front yard to watch her eat well, lest it will be harmful to her health-this is... Tut tut!
After using a few pieces of finer cakes, Gu Yaoyao put down the chopsticks—the dinner was greasy, and these pastries were sweet and greasy.

She suddenly wanted to eat small wontons in chicken soup, the kind with a layer of green onion sprinkled on it.

She told the fourth elder brother, and the fourth elder brother immediately asked people to go to the dining room.

Wrapping small wontons is not a troublesome task. The skin of the wontons is thin, and there is less filling in each wonton. It will be soaked in boiling water once.

Soon, small wontons in chicken soup were delivered, steaming under the light, and the aroma of chopped green onions was tangy, Gu Yaoyao just smelled it, and his appetite whetted.

She didn't eat it first, she scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup with a spoon for the first bite, and brought it to the fourth brother's lips: "Master."

The fourth elder brother drank some tea soup to relieve the hangover, at this moment he smiled and shook his head, reaching out to rub Gu Yaoyao's hair.

After finishing the supper, the fourth elder brother naturally left him here.

There was no sound in the room, only the sound of the nib running on the paper could be heard, and the yard outside was also very quiet, so quiet that one could even hear the movement of a needle falling on the ground.

Gu Yaoyao was still sitting on the chair next to her as before, and she couldn't help falling asleep after being with the fourth elder brother for a long time.

She nodded her head and fell on the shoulder of the fourth elder brother.

The fourth elder brother finally finished reading the official documents, raised his hand and hugged Gu Yaoyao, Gu Yaoyao curled up in his arms, grabbed his lapel with his fingers, and felt that he gently kissed her on the forehead kiss.

The corners of her lips curled up, and she opened her eyes to look at him, but she was too sleepy.

It was cold and dewy at night, and Erman put on a cloak for her when she went out, and she didn't untie it even after she entered Si elder brother's room.

The fourth elder brother put her on the bed, looked down at her condescendingly, then stretched out his hand, and gently unbuttoned the cloak.

Erman stood guard at the door, listening to the ambiguous and lingering sounds inside, knowing that he would definitely not be able to go back that night, so after thinking about it, he turned around and stared at the nurse to take care of Er Gege.

……

The day after the Gold Festival, Hong Hui fell ill again.

The symptoms this time were very similar to the last one, it was still diarrhea, but fortunately there was no vomiting.

When the wet nurse panicked and ran over to report to Fujin, Fujin was so shocked that he almost dropped the bowl in his hand.

Why are you sick again? !

She didn't care about going to see her son, so she asked people to quickly get the sign and then went to the palace to invite the imperial doctor. A doctor is also invited.

And the government doctor.

The government doctor was the first to arrive.

After seeing Honghui's brother's symptoms and carefully asking about Honghui's diet yesterday, the government doctor said with certainty that it was caused by the wind and cold at night.

The wet nurse knelt at Fujin's feet and cried out for injustice.

God, it is really wronged!

Ever since elder brother Honghui fell ill last time, Fujin had already uttered harsh words—if the second elder brother had another headache, it must be because the servants were not careful enough to take care of him.

He must be punished severely.

It was because of the fear of punishment that the wet nurses were extraordinarily careful, together with the water mother, the nuns, other maidservants, the little eunuch, and a group of people circled around the elder brother.

At this moment, it is said that elder brother Honghui is suffering from the wind and cold—God knows that they even blocked up the windows with cotton.

It's still October.

Unless the little elder brother has a body made of paper, he definitely won't catch the cold.

After waiting for more than an hour, the imperial physician finally came, and Fujin hurriedly explained the situation, including the last time he entered the palace during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

As he talked, feeling anxious and concerned, Fujin couldn't help but took out his handkerchief and wiped away his tears.

The imperial physician was in the palace and often looked after children, and this kind of time when facing the young master, son, mother and concubine was often seen.

As an imperial doctor, being able to stay in the Forbidden City for a long time - Needless to say, his medical skills are superb, but facing his master, being mellow and exquisite, and moving forward and retreating freely is another skill.

The imperial physician persuaded Fujin to stop his tears with a few words.

He carefully watched Brother Honghui's illness for a while, secretly surprised.

This really doesn't look like a symptom of suffering from a cold, but if you don't put it on the cold, you can't find any other reasons.

The mansion doctor was beside him, his two bright eyes turned around, sometimes looking at Fujin, and sometimes looking at the imperial doctor.

At this time, the little eunuch who went out of the palace to look for the doctor in the clinic had also returned.

Seeing the imperial doctor by the side, the little eunuch couldn't speak directly, so he knelt down to greet Fujin, evaded a little, and then said that the famous doctor who saw brother Honghui last time had changed the clinic into a painting and calligraphy clinic Shop, the doctor had already packed up his bed and returned to his hometown.

After hearing this, Fujin was just in a daze, and paced back and forth in the room for a few distracted steps, and suddenly thought of the scene where Hong Hui was frightened and cried when Hong Ting stared at him at the family banquet of the Gold Award yesterday.

(End of this chapter)