081 Little Prince's Going and Stay 1

Feng Jing finally used a few Lin Su to look at the panicked golden needles to stabilize the little prince's condition. As soon as Si Yu saw the little prince's temperature drop, he immediately went out of Luoxia Garden and stood outside the whole Fuliu Hall, asking someone to escort a group of people led by Mother Zhang.

Lin Su didn't follow. Previously, Si Yu arrested the maids, eunuchs and matrarians in charge of Luoxiayuan. At this time, she could only ask Chunyan to transfer some more hands. After all, the little prince is still sick. If something happens because of this, it is not worth the loss.

After Feng Jing pricked a few golden needles, his whole face turned a little pale. Lin Su sat aside to take care of the little prince and looked up at him leaning on the chair from time to time.

It seemed that he noticed Lin Su's eyes. Feng Jing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lin Su like a torch.

Lin Su was shocked by the look, and the handkerchief in his hand trembled slightly, and then fell to the ground. She took a deep breath, then stood up calmly, bent down to pick up the veil, and then looked up at Feng Jing.

"Is there anything else to explain about the little prince?"

Feng Jing's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes slowly changed when he looked at Lin Su.

His cold eyes gradually softened, and the corners of his lips slowly hooked up, showing a smile, "Is the virtuous concubine really caring about the little prince?"

Lin Su was slightly stunned, looked at the busy Chunyan beside him, and then looked at the little maids who didn't seem to notice the little maids inside. Then she smiled and said, "In front of the imperial doctor, I don't lie. After all, this is not my child. If his mother uses him as a bargaining chip to deal with me, why should I care about him?

"From beginning to end, what I care about most is just my own life." She spoke very slowly, but her voice was cold with an unquestionable tone, "After all, you have to live first, otherwise what right does a dead person have to pity and communicate with others?"

There was a trace of something between Feng Jing's eyes that made Lin Su feel nervous, but she did not continue to speak, but turned to look at the little prince who was lying in ** and had been sleeping peacefully.

At this time, there was a sad scream outside. Lin Su got up and walked outside, stood outside the door and took a look at the gradually bright sky outside. He turned around and let the little maid guarding the door close the door.

"Don't disturb the little prince to sleep." She said in a cold voice, and then smiled at Feng Jing, who followed her, "Don't you want to observe the situation of the little prince more?"

"The situation of the little prince is not particularly serious, but he is already weak and can't stand such repeated tos." Feng Jing looked at Lin Su meaningfully and said, "The virtuous concubine is a sensible person. I'm afraid that I won't say something, and the virtuous concubine also knows it in her heart. It's not a good thing for the little prince to stay in Fuliu Hall for a long time.

Lin Su's eyes widened unexpectedly, and she didn't expect Feng Jing to say such a thing to her.

However, this is indeed a heartfelt statement. She lowered her head and lowered her eyes, and responded in a low voice, "Lin Su knows it and has more reminders from the imperial doctor."

This hot potato, anyway, she has to find a way to get it out quickly.

Otherwise, it will kill her sooner or later.

M Mother Zhang and several little maids and eunuchs were severely taught by Si Yu, and all of them were assigned to the bathroom and were monitored. Lin Su raised her eyebrows and exhaled. When the little prince's situation stabilized, she took advantage of Si Yu's happy day to bring up the topic again.

"After all, the little prince is the queen's parent-child. These days, the queen's bones have also improved a lot. On the contrary, the minister and concubine heard from the royal doctor that although the queen is well, she has been depressed, but it is easy to be sad and hurt again." Lin Su carefully filled a bowl of porridge for Si Yu and handed it over.

There was no impatient look on Si Yu's face, but there was a feeling of looseness. His heart was slightly relieved, and then he continued, "Although my concubine will not treat the little prince badly, it is not from my concubine's belly after all. Although this is rough, it is not rough. The concubine is not my own mother. I'm afraid I can't think of such a delicate place. I'm afraid I treated the little prince badly.

She sat next to Si Yue and gave him a chopstick of vegetables before looking up at Si Yue.

While chewing the dish she gave, Si Yue looked at her with a smile. It was not until the vegetables in his mouth swallowed that he picked up the tea beside him and took a sip and said, "The virtuous concubine dares to say that you dare to say what this 'dis treats' the current prince. I'm not afraid that I will punish you in anger."

When Lin Su saw that he said this, he knew that he was not really angry with him. He quickly smiled and said, "The emperor is just scaring my concubine. The concubine is telling the truth. How can the emperor punish the concubine?

This made Si Yu laugh, "You are getting more and more slippery."

Seeing that Si Yu was in a good mood, Lin Su continued to say, "It's not good that the queen is always sick. Although the emperor did his best, the imperial doctor also tried her best. However, it is said that it is pitiful for parents all over the world. I thought that if I fell ill, I was afraid that even if my parents could not use their strength at home, they would miss it.

Speaking of this, Si Yu's expression moved slightly, put down the bowl and chopsticks and looked at Lin Su seriously.

Seeing this sentence finally reached Si Yue's heart and remind him to be careful of the Zhou family and the Lan family behind Zhou Shuxian. Lin Su secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"After all, it's the meat that fell from my mother. How can it not be distressed?" Lin Su looked at Si Yue seriously and said word by word, "The empress is like this, even my concubine is distressed. Although the empress dowager rarely goes to the Chaofeng Hall, in the past few days, the concubine went to greet her, and she also saw Mother Wu beside the empress dowager every day."

"What the concubine said seems to make some sense." Si Yu muttered and casually answered, "The queen is always so sick, but it is worrying. What's more, the general election of the harem is about to begin. If the queen can't recover by then, it's not beautiful.

Seeing that Si Yu was completely relieved, Lin Su really laughed.

"Yes, so the concubine thought that if the mother and son send the little prince back to the Chaofeng Hall, so that the queen can watch day and night and know the situation at any time, I'm afraid that the queen's illness will be more than half better. I'm afraid this mental illness will be gone.

Since then, the life and death of the little prince have nothing to do with her.

Lin Su looked at Si Yu sincerely, waiting for his final decision.