Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

Seeing Concubine Di come in with a lantern, Defang quickly took off her cloak and wrapped it around her, "Ma'am, why did you run out of the house in such a cold day? No one will accompany you."

"Isn't the prince alone? Xiaopeng isn't here either, so go back to the house quickly, the concubine doesn't have any extra cloaks for you to wear."

"Yes, yes" Defang took the lantern, "Xiaopeng was so sleepy, I told him to go back to sleep first, if Baili knew about it, he would have to beat his son to death, hehehe"

"How about...let's go and see Cong Pu again," said Concubine Di

"That's okay. I don't know why this child has been sick for several days before the fever subsides. His body is very weak. I don't know if he has covered the quilt in such a cold day. Let's go and have a look."

These days, Cong Pu occasionally felt the wind and cold. It was nothing to worry about, but Cong Pu didn't want to delay martial arts training, so he continued to practice boxing with his illness. As a result, his illness worsened very quickly. He had a fever all over his body for five or six days. Defang and Concubine Di didn't know it, but they just stayed with him every day when he saw that his condition was getting worse, and they were relieved a little in the past two days.

When they came to Congpu's bedroom, they saw that the candles were still burning, so they went in. Seeing Weixu and his wife Shiying asleep on the table, they looked at each other, walked over gently, and took the Putting on two clothes for them, and then came to Congpu's bedside, Defang reached out and touched Congpu's forehead and said softly, "Madam, it seems that there is nothing serious, it should be fine if you rest for a few more days."

"That's good." Concubine Di covered Congpu with the quilt again, "My lord, do you want to wake up Weixu and Shiying?"

"No need, they are still sitting like this after waking them up. How can their bodies bear it? After a while, ask people to put more small stoves in the house, so as not to catch the cold."

Concubine Di nodded, and the two slowly walked out of the room and closed the door. When they turned around and saw the guard Bozhong Bobang standing at the bottom of the steps, Defang asked, "Bozhong, Bobang, why didn't you go to rest?"

"Go back to your lord, we just got up."

"Ah?" Defang looked at Concubine Di, "Just woke up? Isn't it time to be ugly?"

"Go back to the lord, Dad has been here just now, but accidentally twisted his foot, so he woke us up to protect the lord."

"Twisted foot? This Jiajun, he can't take care of himself well, and let the child be like him, really." Defang shook his head, "Madam, you go back to the house first, I'll go and see Jiajun."

"My lord," Bo Zhong said, "Don't go, father won't let us tell you that he is injured, if you go, father will beat us."

"He dares!" De Fang frowned, "Besides, you are all in your thirties, how else can he beat you."

After Defang finished speaking, she went straight to Jiajun's house and knocked on the door. It was Jiajun's wife Han Shi who opened the door. When she saw it was Defang, she hurriedly saluted, "See you, my lord."

"Mrs. Han, don't be too polite. Is Jia Jun in?"

"Yes, my lord please."

When Defang entered the room, the smell of medicine filled the room. Seeing that Jiajun was applying the medicine himself, Defang stopped Han Shi, and said to herself, "Jiajun, why don't you let the civil and medical officer come and take a look?"

"My lord!" Jia Jun hurriedly stood up to salute, Defang stepped forward and pushed him onto the chair, "Don't move around! Twist to see if you can still move!"

"My lord, why are you here?" Jia Jun looked sideways at Bo Zhong and Bo Bang, "You two! Come here and kneel down!"

"Okay." Defang waved to Bozhong and Bobang, signaling them not to move, "Jiajun, it's fine for you to do this alone, why let the two children freeze outside in the cold."