The lucky star of rebirth

Chapter 129 Sick
"Don't worry too much, I have my own ideas."

Cheng Huaijin held Ji Songxian's hand and smiled to comfort her.

"It's just that the world is like this now, you can't leave this world no matter what." Ji Songxian couldn't be relieved, he sighed and continued to persuade: "In any case, if you think about it carefully, you must be foolproof."

Cheng Huaijin also knew that Ji Songxian had good intentions, and appreciated her kindness, so she nodded her head in agreement.

Looking at the sky again, it was almost midnight, and Cheng Huaijin couldn't stay for a long time, so he got up and went through the window.

Ji Songxian stood in front of the window for a long time, until the cold wind made her face numb, and then she closed the window and went to sleep feeling a little disappointed.

Yue Mo felt that the wind was blowing at night, and the next day Ji Songxian felt a severe headache and couldn't get up. When he went around the beam to help her get up, he was shocked, and immediately went to talk to Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Sun. , Mrs. Wu hurried to see Ji Songxian, Mrs. Sun was busy asking for a doctor.

When Mrs. Wu came in, she saw that Ji Songxian's white face was flushed, and he was lying on the pillow so pitifully, with his long black hair hanging around him, looking at such a lovely pain, let her see This heart is like a hand clenched tightly, it hurts a lot.

"My son." Wu walked over a few steps, touched Ji Songxian's forehead, his hands were hot, and his face became more and more frightened: "Why is it so hot, do whatever you want, hurry up and urge the eldest lady, tell her to call the doctor over. "

Suixin was also busy at the moment, and immediately went out to urge Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Wu sat down by the bed, asked Rao Liang to take a wet handkerchief to cover Ji Songxian's forehead to cool down, then rubbed her hand and said, "Why are you sick? It's getting colder today, and you will feel better too." Pay attention, you should add more clothes, if you sleep cold at night, ask you to take more quilts, don't let yourself be hurt."

Ji Songxian had a severe headache, his nose seemed to be stuffed with something and he couldn't breathe smoothly, his throat hurt when he spoke, and his voice was a little buzzing: "The stove was too hot last night, I couldn't sleep so I turned it on for a while The window, I don’t think it’s cold wind blowing.”

"You child." Wu Shi patted Ji Songxian's palm: "I'm afraid I'm sweating because of the heat, and I'll catch a cold if the wind blows again."

Ji Songxian smiled weakly: "I have always been strong and tight, mother, don't worry, you ask someone to make a bowl of boiling ginger soup for me to drink, and I will be fine if I sweat all over under the blanket."

Mrs. Wu just refused. While the two of them were talking, Mrs. Sun had already called for a doctor.

The doctor's surname is Sun, which has the same surname as Sun's. His father was an imperial doctor in the palace. He spent his whole life seeing patients in the palace. I bought a shop on this street to open a pharmacy, and I also do outpatient visits.

Dr. Sun has always been in contact with the Ji family, and the masters and masters of the Ji family usually go to him when they see a doctor, so he is trustworthy.

After he entered the door, he saw Mrs. Wu and came over to give Ji Songxian a pulse.

After the pulse diagnosis, he only said that there was nothing serious, just a few doses of medicine and he would be fine. Mrs. Sun had already asked someone to write a pen and ink. Dr. Sun prescribed the prescriptions, but they were not expensive medicines, mostly radishes, green onions, ginger and so on.

According to Dr. Sun, ordinary things can cure diseases, but there is no need to use those expensive medicinal materials. Ji's family is not that kind of aristocratic family that pays attention to status, and I also think that the prescriptions prescribed by Dr. Sun are good. After Dr. Sun left, Mrs. Sun immediately asked someone to get the medicine and boil it.

Sitting down, Wu asked Ji Songxian not to talk, and told her to close her eyes and rest. Ji Songxian smiled and answered, and she closed her eyes.

It's just that she was not feeling well, and she couldn't sleep all the time. Mrs. Sun brought the medicine herself, and Ji Songxian drank it while it was hot. After drinking the medicine, she suppressed the discomfort and covered her head to sleep. guarded.

After a while, Ji Songxian fell asleep. Sitting on the side of the bed, Wu Shi looked at her, touched her palm from time to time, and saw many beads of sweat on her forehead, and quickly wiped her with a handkerchief. It was the medicine that took effect, and Ji Songxian was sweating profusely without much effort, Wu felt relieved after seeing it.

When Ji Songxian woke up, it was already dark, and she slept for a whole day.

After waking up, Mrs. Wu hastily asked someone to bring her clear porridge to drink. After drinking the porridge, she asked her to drink a bowl of bitter medicine juice. It hurt so much, and her whole body became lighter. Her bones were trembling when she was lying down, so she simply asked Zhou Liang to take the Yin pillow and lean on the head of the bed to talk to Mrs. Wu.

After only two words, all the Sun's sisters-in-law came to visit her, and the room became lively for a while.

When it was getting dark, Ji Yi and his son went home and heard that Ji Songxian was sick and they all came to visit him. For a while, Ji Songxian's room was constantly coming and going.

Seeing that she was in good spirits, Ji Yi was relieved, but told her to take a good rest, and asked Mrs. Wu to make more delicious food for Ji Songxian to replenish her body. Some green stem rice was originally reluctant to eat and was prepared to entertain guests during the Chinese New Year, but now there is no need to keep it, and only asked Mrs. Sun to take it for Ji Songxian to cook porridge for.

Ji Jiang smiled and asked Ji Songxian what he wanted to eat, and bought it when he came back tomorrow.

Ji Zhen made fun of Ji Songxian: "Xiao Jiu is now writing the story of cultivating immortals. I am afraid that at night, he wrote that he really regarded himself as an immortal. He wanted to take the wind to go back, but he was so cold at the height that he tossed himself into a sickness." Only then did I realize that I am just a mortal body, and I will not be able to be a god in the end, so it hurts my heart."

Ji Songxian was still touched by the care of his family. Hearing what Ji Zhen said, he gritted his teeth in hatred, copied a pillow and threw it over: "The eighth brother can make fun of people, but I don't know who said that the gods are good." ?Even if the eighth brother looks down on me, the eighth brother should not read the manuscript I wrote yesterday."

While talking, Ji Songxian said to Ji Wei again: "Seventh brother, please put away the manuscripts on my dressing table, and don't show it to eighth brother, so as to save him from being too cold at the height."

Ji Wei nodded and smiled lightly: "Don't worry, Xiao Jiu, he won't make his wish come true."

For a while, the Sun's sisters-in-law also covered their mouths and chuckled. Ji Zhen immediately turned bitter when he heard this, and repeatedly begged for mercy: "Xiao Jiu, forgive me and be a brother, don't dare again."

Ji Songxian snorted coldly, turned his head aside, not looking at Ji Zhen's bitter face at all.

In the end, it was Wu who stood up and said: "Okay, that is, Xian'er has recovered a lot, you can do whatever you want, and don't disturb her rest here."

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Wu said to Ji Songxian again: "Niang Xie is here to take care of you tonight."

Ji Songxian was shocked, and hurriedly said: "No need, I'm already cured, mother, why bother to trouble me like this, if you really take care of me, how can I feel at ease, maybe I'll get sick instead."

"Bah!" Upon hearing Ji Songxian's mention of Tim sickness, Mrs. Wu immediately spit out: "Tong's words are not taboo, such nonsense is not allowed."

Mrs. Sun smiled, supported Wu and said, "Mother is getting old, so I can't sleep well at night. Why don't I stay and take care of Xiaojiu."

Ji Songxian became more anxious: "Sister-in-law, no."

But Wu clapped her hands: "Okay, your sister-in-law is careful, she will take care of you, I can rest assured, that's it."

Sun smiled and saw that the whole family left, she got up and arranged for Ji Songxian to get a basin of warm water around the beam to wipe Ji Songxian's face, hands and feet. He couldn't sleep either, so he sat by the bed and talked softly with Ji Songxian.

Not to mention how Ji Songxian is here, but to say that Cheng Huaijin entered the palace early the next morning to meet Emperor Qingfeng directly.

Seeing Cheng Huaijin's excitement, Emperor Qingfeng sat down and walked up to Cheng Huaijin and asked: "Didn't you say you won't be back in a few days, why did you come back so early?"

Cheng Huaijin put on a serious face: "I don't know how many assassinations I have encountered on the way back from Bashu, and the thrills were extremely dangerous. If I hadn't been vigilant, Mrs. Li might have disappeared, so I thought it must be the man in the palace. It was arranged, so when Tete wrote the letter, he wrote the time later."

"It turned out to be so." Emperor Qingfeng was also angry when he heard it: "She clearly said that she would not play tricks secretly, but she didn't expect to be dishonest. Even so... I will also change Jinyang's wedding date."

"That's unnecessary." Cheng Huaijin didn't care about Emperor Qingfeng, and moved a chair over by himself, sat down very comfortably, and when he saw him getting angry, he persuaded him: "What do you think of as the Duke's mansion?" Okay? It would be better for Princess Jinyang to marry and suffer sooner, if she doesn’t get married to Duke Cheng’s mansion, maybe it’s a good thing for her.”

Emperor Qingfeng thought about it, so he laughed: "Indeed, if that's the case, I won't change it, I'll just ask the queen to be more careful."

Speaking of this, Emperor Qingfeng asked again: "Madam Li, you, how did you arrange it? Is she okay?"

Cheng Huaijin glanced over coldly: "I've been assigned to Jinyiwei, do you want to meet?"

When he found out that Mrs. Li was still alive in this world, Emperor Qingfeng was undoubtedly very excited, wishing to bring Mrs. Li here immediately so that mother and son could be reunited, but now that his son was really under his nose, Emperor Qingfeng instead There was a feeling of being close to home, but at the end of the day, he became nervous and hesitant: "It doesn't need to be so early, I, I am not ready yet, I don't know what will happen when she sees me? Besides, there is still someone in the palace, If that person tries to do something bad again, I'm afraid she won't be able to stand up to it."

"Promise." Cheng Huaijin sneered: "You can't even protect your own mother, you are really aggrieved as an emperor."

Although there was some irony in Cheng Huaijin's words, what he was saying was the truth, and Emperor Qingfeng couldn't get angry, so he let out a long sigh: "Indeed, my emperor is really aggrieved."

"Forget it." Cheng Huaijin couldn't see him like this the most, stood up coldly and said: "Let's leave her in Jinyiwei first, I will make good arrangements, so that she won't be wronged."

"Please." Emperor Qingfeng bowed his hands slightly to Cheng Huaijin with a face full of embarrassment.

Cheng Huaijin accepted the emperor's gift with peace of mind, and then said to Emperor Qingfeng: "People in Chengguo's mansion know my life experience, and I may not know what I will do in the future. You have to be mentally prepared. Don't wait until the time comes." scold mother."

Emperor Qingfeng: "..."

(End of this chapter)