After the clearing, I became the soft bag of the fourth master

Chapter 31 Wu Ling is sick
This is the first time for Wu Ling to use Huadian's ability in a large amount. He is very clumsy and not familiar enough.

On the way back to Xiaoyu Pavilion, Wu Ling fell asleep.

In the end, it was Xiao Zhuozi who carried Wu Ling back to the dormitory. This little Zhuozi also wondered why he went to see a doctor and tired himself like this.

The next day, Wu Ling became wilted.

After drinking Jiang Yang's decoction, Wu Ling fell asleep again, feeling dazed and dizzy all day long.

. . . . . .

Today's family banquet is very deserted, Fufujin is not yet seriously ill, Wu Ling is also sick today, she has been asleep, Fat Fu wanted to remind the family banquet, but seeing that Wu Ling was sleeping soundly, she didn't bother .There is also Li Fangfujin, who has been complaining about stomach pains, and the news of fetal gas has spread throughout the Baylor Mansion. In the end, she just ate too much and her stomach was bloated. She was ashamed, so she found an excuse. He handed over the preparation of the family banquet to Geng Gege, and found a crack in the ground by himself.

Due to the absence of the three of them, the meal was tasteless. Fourth Master just came over to have a look, and left without even picking up his chopsticks.

After dusk, Fourth Master's sedan chair stopped at Xiaoyu Pavilion.

Hey, when he heard the news that Wu Ling was sick at the family banquet, he came over in a hurry.Counting it, he hadn't seen Wu Ling for several days. Originally, he was still brooding about Wu Ling hiding from him to take Bizi Tang, so he was angry and didn't come to see Wu Ling.

But who knows, he didn't go to Wu Ling, and Wu Ling didn't come to him, which made fourth master even more angry.

But when he heard the news of Wu Ling's illness, he still couldn't help coming. Sometimes, fourth master even felt that he was making a fool of himself.

Wu Ling slept soundly, and the creaking sound of the door opening didn't wake her up.

"How long have you been sleeping?" Yin Zhen frowned, he reached out and touched Wu Ling's forehead, the vermilion flower tinsel between the eyebrows was very hot, but the rest was at normal body temperature.

Fat Fu replied: "I have been sleeping since last night, until now, I haven't eaten a bite of food, I haven't taken a drop of water."

Zi Zhi was worried, but she knew that this should be a side effect of Wu Ling's excessive use of the Huadian ability. She was going through a process of falling asleep and self-healing.Zi Zhi walked over and said softly: "Fourth Master... the princess is just a little tired, just let her rest more."

Fat Fu didn't understand Zizhi's words. In the past, she was always worried about Wu Ling the most. Why did Wu Ling sleep all day today, but her reaction was a little flat, "I've been sleeping like this, when will it be a head? People can’t do without food or drink. Let’s ask the doctor to take a look.”

"The princess said it herself, she is just tired and wants to rest, she doesn't need to ask a doctor." Zizhi reasoned.

"Okay." Yinzhen didn't want to hear these two little girls chattering, so he asked Su Peisheng to go to the pharmacy to invite Dr. Zhao Yun, and he had to come urgently.

On the way to Su Peisheng, Wu Ling woke up.

After sleeping for a day and a night, the flower tint on her forehead also returned to its original state, and a drop of flower dew condensed by the way, Yinzhen hurriedly wiped off the dew for her, and said in her mouth: "After sleeping for so long, I'm sweating. "

Wu Ling felt bitter, a good drop of flower dew was ruined like this, she laughed and asked, "Master, why are you here?"

"Passing by."

Well, it must be for this reason, Fourth Master will never admit that he came here because Wu Ling was sick and worried about coming, he said again: "Imperial Palace Secretary made a batch of Diancui Liuli hairpins, and brought you one. "

After receiving the glass hairpin, Wu Ling said, "One, two, three... four... five..."

"Count what?" Yinzhen lowered his eyes.

Wu Ling swallowed subconsciously, thinking about how she was weak now, how could she bear Yinzhen's torture, she shook her head helplessly.

At this time, my stomach growled uncontrollably.

"hungry?"

Yinzhen asked.

Wu Ling nodded.

"I've already asked the slave to prepare." After finishing speaking, Yinzhen couldn't help but add another sentence: "It will be soon."

"Um……"

In front of Yinzhen, Wu Ling has always had such a soft and waxy temperament. He likes Wu Ling's appearance very much, but when he thinks that Wu Ling is taking Bizitang behind his back, he can still pretend to be a little white rabbit now. He was very angry.

Doctor Zhao Yun is here.

He checked Wu Ling's pulse, and the pulse was stable and there was no serious problem.

How could a person who slept for a day and a night be "no serious problem", Yinzhen didn't believe it, and asked Zhao Yun to take a closer look, but the result was still the same.

Of course, not only Yinzhen has doubts, but Zhao Yun also has doubts.

Zhao Yunsi thought about it, but only guessed and said: "Perhaps Wugege is originally from Hanwu, with a special constitution, and he is resistant to traditional Chinese medicine in the Central Plains. In addition... Wugege has been taking Bizitang made from Chinese medicine before, so ...causing the drowsiness side effect?"

have to…

It really is a pot that cannot be opened without mentioning.

Yinzhen's face was extremely ugly, he asked Zhao Yun to go out first, Fat Fu and Zizhi were carrying food and soup, but they could only wait outside the door, Yinzhen didn't allow them to come in.

It's hard to say that Wu Ling is suffering, but she's tired, and Dr. Zhao Yun even added some soup to avoid children. Isn't this just adding salt to Yinzhen's wounds.

She wanted to be the first to explain: "Grandpa..."

But Yinzhen opened his mouth first, and asked what had been hidden in his heart for a long time: "Why do you secretly take Bizitang?"

"Huh?" Wu Ling lowered her eyes: "Concubine...the pharmacy has a record of taking the medicine, and the concubine didn't want to drink it secretly."

"Is that blatant?" Yinzhen laughed.

"My concubine thinks..." Wu Ling had already thought up his words: "I think it's justified."

Yinzhen felt as if he had punched the cotton with a fist, and was helpless: "Why?"

Wu Ling got up, held his hands in front of his forehead, and replied respectfully: "My concubine is from Hanwu, with a short life and few blessings. I am a prince with noble blood. My eldest son must be of the blood that can gallop long songs. Before the eldest son is born, the concubine must not conceive the heir of the master."

This was what Wu Ling heard when he eavesdropped on the dispute between Fujin Fujin and Fujin Li. In order to protect the bloodline, the eldest son of the prince must be born of a woman with a Manchu surname. It cannot be a singer or a foreigner from Fanbang. woman.

"I don't know who told you that." Yinzhen was very helpless, there was such a saying, and Wu Ling was from Hanwu, and Hanwu and Junggar had a delicate relationship with the Qing Dynasty. Foreign blood, but this is not aimed at him, he has no intention of the throne.

Wu Ling laughed: "It's my concubine who is stupid. I don't know if the master will anger me because of this matter, I will die."

"That's all!" Yinzhen turned his head away, "If you know you will die, then don't take the Bizi decoction anymore."

That thing does too much harm to the body.

Wu Ling didn't answer, but only answered after thinking for a while: "The concubine's body has always been very good."

"what ever."

Yinzhen no longer speaks...

(End of this chapter)