Zhuhua lived in the Marquis Mansion of Zhongguo for ten days, and King Ping waited in front of the Marquis Mansion of Zhongguo for ten days without any thunder. It was just now that autumn was just coming, and it was cool at night and hot during the day, and occasionally there was a shower. Even if it rained, King Ping had Xiao Lin holding an umbrella next to protect him, he could not resist doing this every day. Even if the weather was sunny and those who went out early and came back late, King Ping could only eat two meals a day, which was also ill.

On the tenth day, King Ping was still standing outside the Marquis of Zhongguo. Yinhua, who came to talk to Zhuhua, saw that his face was not right. Yinhua knew that this had nothing to do with whether King Ping wanted to take a concubine, so she was not so annoyed him. After entering, she glanced at Zhuhua's expression and then mentioned to her.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Qiu Chu next to her immediately nodded in response.

"Yes, the prince is almost fifty years old. How can heal if he gets sick?"

"What are you almost fifty, only forty-eight, and besides Xiao Lin is there waiting around?" Zhuhua said unmoved.

"Xiao Lin is also sick." Qiu Chu replied in a low voice.

It rained a few days ago, and Xiao Lin held an umbrella for King Ping without covering him, and fell ill the next day. These days, he followed King Ping in and out sooner or later. King Ping was standing, and he was not good at sitting by the side, so he could only stand with him. He was a little uncomfortable that night after being so rained. Because he got sick, the entourage who followed King Ping in recent days had been replaced by Xiao Lin's newly accepted disciples a few years ago.

Qiu Chu received the letter and thought about going back to the Pingwang Mansion to see him, but it was difficult to walk away.

The girls around Zhuhua will change their relationship every few years. Some of them are released to marry, and some are given to people from the mansion to work as managers outside the room. Only Qiuchu is the only one who has been with her for the longest time. This time, the girl who accompanied her back to the Marquis of Zhongguo's mansion also has Qiuyu, who is Qiuchu's goddaughter. Qiuchu is worried that both of them will come out, and there is not even a person who is carefully caring for Xiao Lin.

"No wonder you were a little restless for a few days." Zhuhua glanced at her and said, "Forget it, you go back and take care of Xiao Lin, and let Qiuyu stay with me."

"Princess, who do you think of your servants? How important is others to serve the princess?"

"All right, there's nothing important around me. You'd better go back to the royal palace and keep an eye on the people in the palace, so as not to make trouble in a few days."

"Yes, that servant is gone." Qiu Chu responded quickly and stepped out as if he was calm.

Yinhua couldn't help but sigh, saying, "You are so considerate to your servants, why don't you care about your husband standing outside?"

"That's what he deserves. If he really falls ill in front of the Marquis of Zhongguo Mansion, someone will be brought in to treat him." As soon as she finished speaking, Qiu Chu, who had just left, quickly stepped into the house.

"Princess, the prince fainted at the door."

The man was so dizzy that he happened to be. Zhuhua thought to himself, and tried hard to look sternly. Under Yinhua's gaze, he ordered: "Come to the doorman and ask a doctor."

"yes."

Qiu Chu responded and retreated. Zhuhua knew that she was worried about Xiao Lin, so she urged her to go home and asked Qiu Yu to help the servant take care of the prince. Qiu Chu thought about it and was his goddaughter. Ping Wang was sick because of the cold wind and weak body. The doctor prescribed a prescription for careful care, but he didn't say anything serious. Zhuhua heard that she wanted to send Ping Wang back to the palace to raise him, but she knew that it started raining that evening and became much colder at night. Zhuhua couldn't make people move him, so she would not make it worse on the road, so she found an empty house in the Marquis of Zhongguo for him to live in.

Qiu Chu returned home and saw that Xiao Lin had been drinking medicine for a few days and was relieved. Xiao Lin saw that she came back specially, and even scolded her a few words. What's the point of being sick when he was sick? How could it affect his errand work? But someone was thinking about him, and he was also happy. He thought that he was not willing to eat with Qiu Chu at the time, and was always afraid that Qiu Chu would delay Qiu Chu. Now he is glad that Qiu Chuyi insists on it again. This wife is a good wife, and he is also blessed. He only hopes that the daughter of the apprentice he accepted is also well-behaved and sensible, so that they don't have to worry about the future.

After confirming that he was fine, Qiu Chu got up early the next day and returned to the Zhongguo Marquis Mansion. When she arrived at the mansion, she heard the people who were left behind that Qiu Yu was taking care of the sick King Ping last night, so she went to take a look. Maybe it was because she took care of him all night last night, Qiu Yu fell asleep by the bed. Before King Ping woke up, Qiu Chu frowned slightly and turned around and went back to the backyard to wait for Zhuhua to get up.

Zhuhua was surprised when she saw her entering the house, "Didn't you go back to Prince Ping's Mansion yesterday?"

"I remember the princess, so I returned early."

"I think it's Xiao Lin's all right." Zhuhua said, taking the face towel from the little girl and rubbing her face, then taking the teeth and brushing her teeth.

Qiu Chu finished washing up, and asked the servants to take a few clothes for her to pick them up. Zhuhua came out this time and didn't bring many things. She only wore those clothes these days. Qiu Chu felt wronged for her. Since she returned to the palace yesterday, she naturally had to help Zhuhua sort out some things when she came over.

Zhuhua saw the clothes that were being carried by several little girls, and two of them were brand new, so she took a look at Qiuchu.

"It's all made in the mansion. Sister Qiuyun said it was cold. She thought she would send someone to send her here today, but when she saw that she was about to come, she would bring her here."

Zhuhua nodded and glanced at Qiuchu again.

Qiu Chu's mind changed and said, "There are also the ones in the prince. The prince has improved after taking the medicine, but he still has to stay in the house for a few days."

Seeing that it was wind and raining outside, Zhuhua nodded, but thought to herself, what was going on in the house of the Marquis of Zhongguo during the quarrel's house? Next time she might as well find an empty yard in the Prince Ping's Mansion, which would save the trouble of moving this thing around.

On the other side, King Ping finally woke up after sleeping all night. When he looked at the top of the bed, he knew that it was not in the Prince Ping's Mansion. Then he turned around and saw a young girl beside him staring at him with red eyes.

"Your Majesty, you're awake."

Ping Wang nodded, his throat was sore, and he didn't answer. Qiu Yu immediately helped him up when he saw it, fed him some honey water, and then went outside to feed him the decocted medicine to feed him. After drinking it, Ping Wang sat down with his eyes closed for a while. When he opened his eyes, the girl was still watching him by the bed.

"Your Majesty wants to use some white porridge?"

King Ping thought for a while and nodded. No matter what, he had to cure the disease first.

Zhuhua heard that King Ping had woken up and did not come to see him. There were doctors and servants, so it didn't matter whether she went or not. But the next day, every family back to Chang'an also came to the Marquis of Zhongguo's Mansion.

"Mom, why are you and your father living in the grandfather's house?" As soon as the family entered the house, they asked.

Zhuhua glanced at him lightly and asked, "Do you know about Bao and Princess?"

Jiajia nodded with a smile and said shyly: "My son went to see this princess a few days ago and she was born pretty well."

The missions from the Western Yue Dynasty had not yet entered Beijing. After receiving the message from King Ping, every family went to the way they passed by to wait. Although the princess was covered with a veil and usually sat in a carriage with a veil, it was not ugly from a distance, but it was a little darker.

Zhuhua couldn't help but frown when she saw him like this, "Are you really willing?"

"Don't Mom want to? The child thought that Mom and father had already discussed it?" Jiajia asked in surprise. In fact, when King Ping wrote to him to discuss it, Zhuhua didn't know about it yet. If he didn't agree, he wouldn't have to tell Zhuhua. However, as his biological son who would never be ruthless, Jiajia deliberately lied.

"Your father really said that? How do you discuss it with me?"

"Yes." Every family thought about it and said, "Those days my son was in Shu, and he received a letter from his father. The letter said that Xiyue wanted to marry the princess, and asked me if I would marry the marriage princess, and said that he and my mother thought that the marriage was good. My son thought that since my mother agreed, he agreed. But just in case, the son secretly looked at the princess. Not to mention his temperament, at least he was pretty.

I heard that the king of the West Joseon could have two queens, Bao and Princess' mother is one of them. Her brother was the prince of the West Joseon country. He committed suicide not long ago and apologized. Now the prince is another queen. For the sake of her mother and her nephew, she dare not be disrespectful to you in the future. Moreover, she is still young, and if there is anything wrong with her, she will always be able to teach her for seven or eight years. Even if her mother wants to hold her grandson early, she may not be able to do so."

Zhuhua has always liked children, but this child may not have to be her grandson. She didn't think about how old the family had to marry her. She even thought that every family that loved to act coquettishly would have to be like her.

But he could not get married, but he could not marry a woman he didn't like for the so-called national justice. She still frowned, looking at her son who was obviously tanned but still looked at him innocently.

"Your father is sick, so he lives in the Marquis of Zhongguo Mansion. You can go see him first. You are also a doctor now. I heard that 'good medicine is good for the disease'. You can prescribe a few good medicines for your father to make his illness cure faster. When he gets healed, you can discuss the marriage."

"Yes, the child must prescribe the best medicine for his father." Jiajia said seriously.

Zhuhua looked at it and laughed secretly, waved her hand and sent him away.

After the family went out, they were not busy looking for King Ping in front of him. Instead, they washed and changed their clothes before slowly passing by. The house where King Ping was temporarily living was in the front yard, but the guest room was the most ordinary guest room, which was incomparable to the main courtyard of King Ping's mansion. When the family entered the house, they saw that it was clean inside, but some of the ornaments were a little worse. King Ping was leaning against the bed reading a book, and he didn't feel wronged, as if he should live here now.
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