Madam is right

Chapter 2 002. It's Not Resurrection, It's Rebirth!
Fudong, who had been waiting outside the door, was quite frightened by his young lady's roar, and it took him a while to recover.Quickly knocked on the door, opened it and walked in.

Fudong was a little panicked: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Zhichu, who lowered his head, heard the voice, and looked up at the little girl standing by the bed.The little girl is only eight or nine years old, with a double bun and two balls on her head, she looks delicate and cute.

Looking up, the little girl was frightened again.

Mo Zhichu's hair was disheveled, his eyes were red and his face was crying. It was obvious that she was sad, but there was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth...

Fudong was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he knelt down in front of her.

Finally figured it out secretly, thinking that he was Mo Zhichu who had come back from the dead, but when he saw the little maid in front of him clearly, he was confused again...

Didn't he come back from the dead?Hasn't this little girl been snapped already?How are you still alive?Is everyone resurrected?

Kneeling Fudong saw that his young lady's expression was finally back to normal, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

At this time, seeing her puzzled face again, Fudong said timidly: "Little... Miss... Are you... not feeling well?"

The little maid pulled back Mo Zhichu's flying thoughts.The dream of returning to modern times may have been shattered...

Mo Zhichu said sullenly: "I'm fine... Take care of the grooming, pass the meal... I'm hungry..."

"Yes." Fu Dong replied, went out and told Mother Xu to prepare meals, and then went to fetch water.

Mo Zhichu threw off the quilt, and sat down on the edge of the bed, his feet dangling in the air, and he couldn't touch the pedals.

Realizing that he had returned to Dayu Dynasty, Mo Zhichu looked at his petite feet indifferently.The toes are round and round, and it looks like they have been spoiled since childhood.The complexion is as white as jade, which is really pleasing to the eye.

Mo Zhichu was somewhat satisfied.

Suddenly thinking of that little maid, and turning to look at his feet, Mo Zhichu wondered: This world...is... a little small...?
The reason why it is called a little maid is because the little girl looks really small...

Just as he was thinking about it, Mo Zhichu's Master Stomach called out in a timely manner.The empty hunger made her unable to resist reaching out and rubbing her belly.

When he stretched out his hand, Mo Zhichu finally realized what was wrong!

In the previous life, Mo Zhichu was very satisfied with his limbs, and felt that his limbs were particularly beautiful.However, he always wears shoes on weekdays, so Mo Zhichu can spend a lot of time doing nothing by admiring his own hands.Because of this, she knows her hands best.

The one in front of me... is it her hand? !Mo Zhichu was full of question marks... Are her hands so small? ? ?These five sections of lotus root are called hands? ? ?

Mo Zhichu finally came up with an unlikely possibility... Shocked and got out of bed.

However, she is still a little dwarf now, let's say... she fell from the sky to the pedal... so the pedal made a dull "boom—"

So, I startled the little maid who just walked in with a copper basin and bowed her head, and almost knocked over the basin in her hand...

Fudong hadn't calmed down yet, and only heard Pingdi's roar: "Fudong!!" Immediately after, his shoulders were tightly pinched, "What year is this year?!"

Fudong only felt his heart throbbing... It felt like the fright he had received this morning was more than all the frights he had experienced in his life.

But Fudong still dutifully answered the master's question: "Miss, this year is the 17th year of Chengyuan."

Chengyuan Seventeen...Chengyuan Seventeen...I didn't expect it to be like this...

Mo Zhichu sat back on the side of the bed, and numbly let Fudong wipe her face, freshen up and change her clothes.

It turned out that she wasn't returning to her soul, but was reborn... And this year, she's only five years old...

Hey... West... (▼ヘ▼#)
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At the same time, the Forbidden City Yikun Palace.

The queen sitting on the couch saw her son go and come back, and the younger son was still carried in, she felt her heart suffocated.

"What's the matter?" Empress Meng Ruyan hurriedly stood up to meet her.

"Mother, just now, Caigu was about to send the fourth brother back to Jinghua Palace, but who knew that the fourth brother passed out not far from the Yikun Palace."

"But someone went to ask the imperial doctor?"

"Don't worry, queen mother, someone has already gone."

The two looked worriedly at the little boy on the couch who didn't respond.

Zhao Mo is nine years old this year, and his brother Zhao Jue is five years older than him.Empress Meng was already an alluring figure, and the two sons she gave birth to are also outstanding talents.

If the second prince is graceful and graceful, then the fourth prince is a gentleman, modest and unparalleled in beauty.It hasn't grown yet, and a good skin makes people unable to take their eyes off it.

At this time, Ruoxiang, the maidservant of Empress Meng, hurried over to greet the empress and the second prince.

"My maidservant greets the Empress and the Second Highness." After seeing the ceremony, Ruoxiang suddenly covered her lips and smiled.

"Look at the stupid mouth of this servant," he said, pretending to pat his own mouth, "Greetings to His Highness the Crown Prince."

After listening, Empress Meng and Zhao Jue looked at each other in surprise.

Empress Meng couldn't believe it: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Ruoxiang pursed her lips and smiled: "Your Majesty, I don't dare to talk nonsense about this matter. I just got the news that the emperor has issued an imperial decree this morning. Xu Shitian also felt it, and even sent down colorful auspicious clouds! The emperor is very happy , and ordered His Highness to immediately enter the East Palace!"

Empress Meng was also happy in her heart, but after thinking about it cautiously, she thought that there must be nothing wrong with her son.

"If this is the case, the eunuch will go to the Xuanhua Palace to announce the decree immediately. The emperor is now the crown prince, so he must be very careful in his actions, and must not leave any excuses for others. The emperor should hurry back to the Xuanhua Palace, silently." I'm watching, so don't worry."

Zhao Jue glanced at his unconscious younger brother, nodded, and hurried back to Xuanhua Hall after saluting.

As soon as the emperor issued a decree early in the court, the news of the canonization of the second son of the emperor, Zhao Jue, as the prince spread like a flood.Soon, the entire palace knew the news.

Also because of this news, not only two imperial physicians who specialize in children, but also the imperial physician came to Yikun Palace in a hurry to take a pulse.

After Imperial Physician He and Imperial Physician Xie felt Zhao Mo's pulse, Imperial Physician Zheng Wang Yi frowned slightly after hearing their diagnosis, and stepped forward to feel the pulse.

After some discussion, the three of them finally came to a conclusion.

When Wang Yi stepped forward, he heard Empress Meng anxiously asking, "How is it?"

Wang Yi made a bow and said back: "I'm going to tell you, Your Majesty, the pulse condition of the Fourth Highness is stable, and there is no serious problem."

"If that's the case, why is Yan Qing still in a coma?"

"Back to your mother, this... I am also very puzzled... Your Highness... Your Highness may just be asleep..."

Wang Yi also felt strange.The pulse of His Royal Highness is stable and strong, not to mention that he is not sick, on the contrary, he is very healthy, but he just lost consciousness, fell asleep, and didn't know what to do for a while.

Now because of the crown prince, the queen's status is even more unshakable. Wang Yi was afraid that he would be blamed by the queen if he was not careful. For a while, his head was dripping with sweat.

Empress Meng was inherently kind and generous. Seeing that her youngest son hadn't woken up, she sat down anxiously on the side of the couch, held her son's little hand, and called out his words: "Yan Qing? Yan Qing, wake up and have a look. How is the queen mother?"

(End of this chapter)