Chapter 29 Who can move

Xiao Yuanqi put down the pen in his hand and looked at a fold in front of him, which was about the process of South-to-North water diversion. From beginning to end, there was no problem, so I closed the fold in my hand. He glanced at the eunuch leaning outside the door, cleared his throat and called, "Come in. What's the matter?"

Today, there was a lot of noise in Fengyin Pavilion. When he had just finished his business, he also felt a little tired. The eunuch heard Xiao Yuan open his mouth and bowed at the door. Xiaobu walked into the house, and he replied, "Your Highness, Dr. Ning is waiting outside. He said that he had something to see, and he had been waiting for half an hour.

"Oh? Why don't you report it in the morning?" Dr. Ning is the doctor who treated Fengyin Pavilion. He came here for no reason.

"Did your Highness say that no one would be disturbed?" The eunuch replied in a low voice.

Xiao Yuanqi heard it and stared at him a few times. The eunuch knew that he had said disrespectful words, so he had to bury his head low.

"Xuan."

This was like an amnesty for the eunuch. He retreated to the door and summoned Dr. Ning, who had been waiting for a long time. Xiao Yuanqi waited for Dr. Ning to come in and ordered everyone to retreat.

"See His Royal Highness."

Dr. Ning is very respectful. He was very grateful to the prince. He was originally sent to the East Palace to treat a concubine, which was his job as a doctor. Today, the concubine had a miscarriage. When he returned to the imperial hospital, he got the news and became a doctor.

It is also because of this that he came to the East Palace and wanted to talk to His Royal Highness.

"Exemption, if you come to me at this hour, there must be something wrong." Xiao Yuanqi opened the topic bluntly.

Before Dr. Ning spoke, he looked at the door. Seeing that the door was well closed, he turned his head and said, "I have something to tell Your Highness."

"Oh?" Xiao Yuanqi saw that it was very difficult for him to speak, and his eyebrows were slightly close.

"It's about Wu's minor birth." As Dr. Ning said, his eyebrows were also wrinkled. I don't know if it was difficult or something else.

When Xiao Yuanqi heard the word misan, he patted the table and got up unhappily.

"Enough, don't mention this matter from now on. I remember I said that only heaven knows, earth knows, you know, and I know. Xiao Yuanqi raised his tone, and the momentum of not being angry and self-righteous gushed out.

Dr. Ning knelt down, and he could feel the prince's substantive eyes shooting at the top of his head, causing waves of itching between his head. He hesitated for a long time before he continued to say, "I hope your Highness will calm down."

"Weichen has been adding a few more medicine to Wu's fetal medicine as ordered by His Royal Highness. It is said that the day of this abortion will not be now." Dr. Ning explained. In order not to be noticed, he put very little weight in Wu's medicine. It is said that Wu will have a miscarriage at least when he is pregnant in May. It can't be at this time.

Xiao Yuanqi listened to his words and knew what he meant and the inside story.

"But hasn't Wu been depressed recently and her mother has been damaged?" Xiao Yuanqi remembered Wu's condition and questioned it.

Dr. Ning raised his head. At this moment, his hesitation had disappeared, and he could only clarify the matter.

"Weichen has carefully diagnosed that those diseases will make the fetus unstable, but not to the extent of miscarry."

Xiao Yuanqi's face darkened after clearing his thoughts. He grew up in the palace and naturally knew what was meant in Dr. Ning's words.

"What do you mean? Just say it directly." Xiao Yuanqi's words were depressing and heavy. The scene buried in the bottom of my heart gradually emerged in my heart.

The distant memory became clearer and clearer at this time, as if waiting for the last veil to be opened, that is, the living past reappeared.

"Usually, Weichen took Wu's pulse in the main room of Fengyin Pavilion. Today, suddenly, Weichen came to Wu's room. Weichen clearly smelled the smell of musk. Dr. Ning knows that the consequences of what he is saying now will be very serious, but since he is already on the prince's side, he must know everything.

"Mice?"

Xiao Yuanqi raised his voice, which enveloped his mind and vaguely remembered that he had heard that one of the causes of her mother's death was this musk.

"You said it more clearly." Xiao Yuanqi asked harshly.

Dr. Ning could feel the faint anger emitted by Xiao Yuanqi, and his voice dropped: "Weichen found an embroidery and hung it on Wu's bedside, which was also embroidered with clothes and fishing children playing lotus pictures."

embroidery? Xiao Yuanqi put up with the emotional changes in his heart and said in a low voice, "I know. Go down. Don't tell anyone about today."

"Yes, Your Highness, please rest assured that Weichen will keep his mouth shut."

Dr. Ning withdrew from Chongwen Hall, and Xiao Yuanqi followed him and took people to Fengyin Pavilion.

Wu Wanqing, who had been shocked and scolded before, was originally hurt because she lost the child in her belly and lost her support to stand in the East Palace. She was finally tired and fell asleep and was woken up.

Knowing that Xiao Yuanqi was coming, Wu Wanqing was happy and smiled. Then her face sank and ordered the maid to bring a cool handkerchief.

"No, the master has just suffered a minor labor, and he can't suffer from the cold at this moment." When the maid saw that Wu Wanqing took a veil, she was about to wipe her face and hurriedly stopped it.

Wu Wanqing pushed the maid to the side and applied a cold veil to her cheeks, making the already white skin look more pale.

There was an invitation outside the door, and Wu Wanqing stuffed the veil into the maid's arms and lay down.

When Xiao Yuanqi came in, Wu Wanqing struggled to sit up, and her bloodless lips were white dandruff because of dryness. She said tremblingly, "Your Highness..."

As she shouted, there was a heavy water curtain in her eyes. The pale but weak appearance made people feel sad. Xiao Yuanqi looked at her and asked a few questions blankly, but his eyes did not fixed on her, but looked for her bedside. Sure enough, as Dr. Ning said, Wu Wanqing put the embroidered handkerchief on the hollow wooden grid by the bed.

Xiao Yuanqi found the thing and stood up from Wu Wanqing's bedside. He went to him and picked up the embroidery and looked at it carefully.

The color and purity of the cloth and embroidery thread, silky and slightly cool, are indeed things in the palace. Looking at the picture, the fisherman is lifelike, and the lotus is like a living thing. Although the branches and leaves are quiet, it also gives people the illusion of moving with the wind.

It's really a good thing, and no wonder Wu Wanqing likes to put it on the bedside. Wu Wanqing couldn't let Xiao Yuanqi comfort her a little when she saw that she looked like this. Instead, she looked straight at the embroidery and gradually became embarrassed.

"Your Highness..." In a weak voice, Wu Wanqing moved a few steps to the edge of the bed, trying to get close to Xiao Yuan who was standing