In the morning, Huang Shenhuang went to Huang Fengmo to discuss something. Yan Ruocheng went out quietly. She was going to find Felix Wei. Instead of riding a carriage, she walked there, planning to see the situation in the city along the way.
Few shops were open for business along the way. Professionals were constantly spreading disinfectant powder on the road, and soldiers were chasing rats. The beggars who had suffered from the plague had been temporarily admitted to relevant shelters for treatment. They were temporarily walking on the road.
, quite safe.
She wore the mahogany mask she had used before and a thick veil, taking precautions.
When passing by the miscellaneous market, a bunch of people were making noises and grabbing rice. Although the government intervened in the supply of rice, the supply was always in short supply. The government could only distribute an appropriate amount of rice stamps every day, without queuing up to grab it. The rest could only be
Let the people snatch it, and whoever grabs it can get it and eat it.
"There are so many people!" This location is crowded with people.
Because there were too many people, the streets were crowded, and Yan Ruocheng had to go around to the alley next to the shop to pass. However, when he was halfway there, he heard someone screaming: "Wow! There are rats!"
Oh, why are there rats here too!" was the scream of an adult man.
Yan Ruozhen heard a somewhat familiar voice. He turned around to see where the sound came from to see what was going on.
"Dad, why are you climbing up the tree again? Is the scenery on the tree nice? I want you to climb up every time you see a mouse." Hua Xiaodie joked while picking up the papayas that he had scattered.
explain.
"You are still joking, stop picking it up, be careful of the mice, climb up and hide, and wait for the soldiers to come and drive them away." Hua Qingcheng said anxiously.
"As I said, rats will not actively attack people. They are more scared than you, and they are almost gone." Hua Xiaodie said calmly.
Yan Ruocheng, who was walking over, was almost startled by the rats running for their lives.
Hua Xiaodie picked up papayas one by one and came to her feet.
"Xiaodie? Is that you?" Yan Ruozhen recognized the little girl picking papayas in front of her as Hua Xiaodie, and asked with her head lowered.
Hua Xiaodie raised her head and looked at the woman with a covered face in front of her. She couldn't recognize her for a moment.
"Who are you?"
"You want to play with Xiaoling day and night, Xiaoling's mother, Aunt Yan." Hua Qingcheng recognized Yan Ruocheng from the tree. He recognized her peach blossom mask at a glance.
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"Scared? It's Aunt Yan!" Hua Xiaodie jumped up happily. If Yan Ruocheng is here, then Xiaoling must be there too.
Yan Ruozhen nodded towards her and helped to pick up the papayas on the ground.
Hua Qingcheng slowly climbed down from the tree and said, "Ruocheng, when did you come back from the palace? You didn't want to get together with us."
"Young Master Hua, I came back from the palace with the eldest prince the day before yesterday to do some important things. After the work is over, we will have a good gathering. Now there is a plague in the whole city, how are you doing?" Yan Ruocheng?
said.
"Is life good or bad? I'm not hungry anyway. It's hard to buy good food now even if you have money. That's the problem. Why hasn't the Holy Spirit solved the situation of shortage of supply? I thought it would be like this for half a month at most, but now it's the whole month.
How can people live like this?" Hua Qingcheng told about the difficulties in the city.
After hearing this, Yan Ruocheng frowned and said, "We are already looking for a solution. I guess the food is in transit. Let's wait a few days. Your Majesty will definitely solve it."
"I hope so." Hua Qingcheng said helplessly.
"Aunt Yan, where is Xiaoling?" Hua Xiaodie finally waited until Hua Qingcheng finished asking, and asked anxiously.
"Xiao Ling stayed in the palace and did not come out with me. When everything is fine, I will bring him to play with you." Yan Ruocheng said.
Hua Xiaodie was happy all the time, and her expression changed drastically. Her face with a smile immediately turned into a gray face, and she looked grim and unhappy.
"You girl, you look like this when you hear he's not here." Hua Qingcheng was standing nearby, watching her expression change, and vomited helplessly.
"Xiaodie must miss Xiaoling very much. Aunt Yan promises you that she will definitely bring Xiaoling to see you, okay? Don't make a sad face, it's not cute." Yan Ruocheng squatted next to Hua Xiaodie.
In front of me, he coaxed gently.
Hua Xiaodie pursed her lips before nodding.
"Ruozhen, where are you going now? If you have nothing to do, why not go see Ajun. She has been having a bad appetite recently. I saw the doctor, but they just said that she may not exercise enough, which has worsened her appetite.
That's it. But, how could Ahjun not exercise less? If she misses beating me for one day, she will feel unhappy." Hua Qingcheng said.
"Okay, I'll go back with you to see Ajun first." Yan Ruocheng had no choice but to put his own affairs aside for the time being, and help his friends first.
So, he changed his itinerary and set off towards Hua Qingcheng's yard.
Hua Qingcheng bought a large villa in the city and had several servants. Since Wu Yangjun married him, she has really become a good wife who can go out into the hall and into the kitchen.
Wu Yangjun was in the room, rocking the baby's bed and coaxing his little son to sleep. The little son had just eaten and slept very soundly.
On the round table next to her were the pastries and sugar water that Hua Qingcheng had told her to eat. Because she felt a little uncomfortable while eating, she came back to rest before finishing.
She looked at the food on the table, but she had no appetite at all and didn't want to eat it at all. After giving birth to Hua Xiaodie, she didn't feel tired at all, but after giving birth to her little son, she felt very tired and her appetite also changed.
It was a lot worse. It made her become a lot thinner. She was worried about her body. If she continued like this, her youngest son would not have enough to eat. If she wanted to hire a wet nurse, she was worried about it now during the plague.
The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She took the folding fan with pictures of ladies that Hua Qingcheng often fanned, and threw it out the window as if it was a nuisance. The folding fan hit the stone scene and bounced into the corridor on the other side.
Hua Qingcheng and Yan Ruocheng were walking along the corridor, and from a distance they saw his own precious folding fan falling to the ground coolly.
"Oops! My folding fan, who threw my folding fan on the ground!" Hua Qingcheng angrily picked up her favorite folding fan and patted the dust in distress.
"Dad, needless to say, it must be your mother. Who else can touch the things in your room?" Hua Xiaodie said inferring.
"Why did you throw my folding fan out? Did my folding fan offend her? Really." Hua Qingcheng said, and quickened her pace to find Wu Yangjun.
A group of people came to the door of the room, and as soon as the door was opened, Wu Yangjun fainted and fell to the ground, unconscious.
"Uh, ma'am?"
"Mother!"
"Ajun?"
Hua Qingcheng and her daughter were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
"Don't worry, let me take a look." Yan Ruocheng quickly helped Wu Yangjun feel his pulse.
The pulse was too fast and a little chaotic. She pressed Wu Yangjun's philtral acupuncture point. Wu Yangjun gradually woke up, and then said to Hua Qingcheng: "Hurry up, help carry her to the bed, lie down, and take off her shoes."
, I want to put needles on her feet."
Hua Qingcheng followed her words, carried Wu Yangjun to the bed and lay down, and quickly took off her shoes. Hua Xiaodie came over with a towel in a sensible manner, handed it to her father, and wiped her mother's feet.
Yan Ruozhen took out the silver needle pack that came with her and pricked acupuncture on Wu Yangjun's toes. After taking the pulse just now, she knew that the meridians of the spleen were not good and could not regulate qi, leading to deficiency. Now the acupuncture was inserted to promote the regulation of qi.
As she slowly inserted the needle, Wu Yangjun's expression changed from a frown to a slowly loosened eyebrow.
"Young Master Hua, go ask your servants to prepare a bowl of tangerine peel water. When Ajun wakes up, I will give it to her to drink." Yan Ruocheng said while doing acupuncture.
"Okay, okay." Hua Qingcheng quickly asked her servants to prepare tangerine peel water.
The room was so noisy that my little son, who was sleeping soundly on the crib, was woken up and burst into tears.
"Oh, brother, he's awake! Daddy, what should I do?" Hua Xiaodie poked her head in and called Hua Qingcheng while shaking the basket.
What could Hua Qingcheng do? She hurriedly picked up her precious son to comfort him, but the more she comforted him, the louder he cried. Wu Yangjun usually came to hold him, so he didn't know how to hold him comfortably.
Wu Yangjun woke up instantly on the bed. Even though his feet were still stuck with needles, he strode over, took the baby back and put him to sleep slowly.
"Ajun, you still have a needle stuck in it, come here and let me pull it out first." Yan Ruocheng was afraid that the needle would break if she stepped on it randomly, so he hurried over and squatted to pull it out.
After all the needles were withdrawn, Wu Yangjun slowly sat down. He was still coaxing his son, his eyes were empty, as if he was sleepwalking.
The baby in her hands gradually became less crying, and finally fell asleep slowly. She carefully placed him back in the cradle.
Then, he fainted again. Everyone panicked again, but this time they did not dare to speak loudly.
Hua Qingcheng carried Wu Yangjun to another room and lay down. She asked Yan Ruocheng, "What happened to her? Why did she faint again soon after she woke up?"
"She didn't actually wake up just now. She just subconsciously heard the child's voice and developed a strong subconscious mind. She can act unconsciously, just like some people with sleepwalking symptoms who won't even know they are awake when they wake up.
What have you done?" Yan Ruocheng analyzed it and explained.
"Is she okay? What if she does the same thing in the future?" Hua Qingcheng asked very worriedly.
"Something will happen. First of all, if her spleen function is damaged, the transportation and transformation function will be weakened and decreased, which will make it impossible for the water and grains she consumes to be transported and transformed in time, resulting in accumulation.
It will lead to poor appetite and loss of appetite. It may be that after giving birth to the second child, I did not rest well, which caused some damage to my body." Yan Ruocheng said honestly.
Hua Qingcheng's face turned pale when she heard this, and asked: "How can I take supplements? It's not like I can buy good ingredients in the city now. Oh my God! How could this be like this!"
"Don't worry so much now. There are ingredients in the palace, and I will arrange for them to be delivered. I won't let anything happen to Ajun. Now let her have a good rest." Yan Ruocheng said.