Su Jiangyi gently pulled the corners of her lips and said, "If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly. If you look at me like this, I'll think those two troublemakers are causing trouble again!"
Cen Mohan chuckled, shook his head, and said slowly: "It has nothing to do with the children, it's me who is leaving the capital. Yi'er, I'm not worried!"
Su Jiangyi pursed her red lips and quickly guessed what Cen Mohan was worried about.
She comforted: "Don't worry and do your thing. The children and I are fine. Don't worry about us!"
Cen Mohan took a step forward, and his tall and gentle figure drew her into the shadow.
He lowered his eyes and landed on Su Jiangyi's face with gentle eyes, "Yi'er, I want you to come with me. It's too dangerous to leave you and the children in the capital with Zhan Wuqi! Yangyang
We can think of ways to deal with your condition!"
The smile on Su Jiangyi's face faded, "Mo Han, I can't take risks! Thank you for taking care of Ruanruan and my mother during this period, but I can't leave!"
There is no other way to save Yangyang!
If she leaves, Yangyang will have no choice but to wait for death!
She knew Cen Mohan had good intentions, but as a mother, she couldn't make herself happy, but let her son suffer!
Cen Mohan took a deep breath and stared at Su Jiangyi's bitter face, "If it had been..."
"Nanny Su!"
An anxious cry interrupted Cen Mohan's words.
The housekeeper chased her out: "Nanny Su, the prince has fainted! The little princess is looking for you!"
Su Jiangyi's expression changed, she raised her head and said quickly: "I can't go see you off. Mo Han, take care of yourself!"
She hurriedly ran into the palace.
Cen Mohan looked at her back, and the curve of the corners of his lips gradually became tight.
His eyes flashed and he said hoarsely: "It would be great if I was the one who met you first."
He was just a step later than Zhan Wuqi and missed her.
Cen Mohan gave a bitter smile and turned to leave.
…
In the palace.
Ruanruan was as anxious as little ants on a hot pot, and kept asking: "Where is the wet nurse? Have you found the wet nurse? Let the wet nurse treat daddy!"
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Su Jiangyi coming in a hurry. The little girl breathed a sigh of relief and ran over: "Nanny, daddy..."
He rushed to his mother in one breath, raised his little head, and burst into tears.
Su Jiangyi nodded: "I'll go take a look!"
She walked quickly to the bed.
The face of the man on the bed was as pale as paper, completely different from the cold look just now. He was like a dead person who had lost his breath, lying lifelessly on the bed.
Su Jiangyi's heart trembled violently, and she moved faster than reason, grabbing Zhan Wiqi's wrist to feel his pulse.
Ruanruan said anxiously at the side: "Nanny, how is daddy?"
Su Jiangyi's face was gloomy, her red lips pursed tightly: "Stomach bleeding! You go out first, I want to treat him immediately!"
Qingluan immediately stepped forward, picked up Ruanruan, and pushed away the servants in the room.
Su Jiangyi opened the medicine box, took out the silver needle, and untied Zhan Wiqi's brocade clothes.
The man has an excellent figure. He goes in and out of the military camp all day long, and the muscles on his body are incredibly well-proportioned.
Su Jiangyi had no time to take care of this. The silver needles in her hand rose and fell rapidly, and soon they were all pierced all over Zhan Wuqi's body.
Then, he opened the door of the room and said to the people waiting outside: "Take two coins of salvia and boil it with half a bowl of water for half an hour and bring it over!"
The housekeeper went to the big kitchen to brew the medicine himself.
Soon the soup and medicine were delivered, and Su Jiangyi came to the bed with the medicine bowl.
Under the influence of the silver needle, Zhan Wuqi's frown relaxed a little.
Su Jiangyi lifted his upper body up and brought the medicine bowl to Zhan Wiqi's mouth.
The man pursed his thin lips tightly, unable to swallow any medicinal liquid.
Su Jiangyi gritted her teeth and pressed her fingers hard on the side of his neck. The man opened his mouth and she poured the soup in -
It is absolutely impossible for her to feed this dog man with her mouth!
The decoction went down his throat, and bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corners of Zhan Wuki's lips.
Su Jiangyi ran her fingers down his back and tapped on the acupuncture points.
The congestion in his body was coughed out of his mouth, and Zhan Wiqi's complexion also changed from pale to normal cold color.
After waiting for another half moment, she took off all the silver needles and covered Zhan Wuqi with the quilt.
When he walked out of the room, the people waiting outside suddenly gathered around him.
Even the old princess of the Buddhist Hall was alarmed and said sternly: "How is the prince?"
Su Jiangyi glanced at her coldly, "It's nothing serious. But if he continues to drink, he won't be so lucky next time!"
In the morning, Ruanruan said that Zhan Wuqi stayed up all night and left the palace early in the morning to attend to official duties.
This man simply doesn’t take his own life seriously and is deliberately trying to harm his own body!
However, this has nothing to do with her. Whether he is dead or alive, she doesn't care at all!
If it weren't for Ruanruan, she wouldn't even come to save people!
The old princess said harshly: "Kneel down! Is this how you take care of the prince?!"
The servants all knelt down in fear.
The old princess's sharp eyes swept across their faces: "When did the prince contract the problem of alcoholism?"
She never knew that her grandson, who never drank alcohol, almost died due to alcoholism!
The butler whispered: "Ever since the princess disappeared, my lord, my lord, I have been missing you so much..."
A layer of disgust suddenly appeared on the face of the old princess: "Sure enough, it's that bitch again! Even death can't make people peaceful! Give me an order to throw out all the wine in the house! Anything related to that bitch
, put them all away and burn them on fire!"
"Old princess!"
"Great-grandmother doesn't want it!"
The housekeeper and Ruanruan spoke at the same time.
However, the old princess did not look at them: "I'll give you two hours. After two hours, if I see anything related to Su Jiangyi in the palace, you are the only one I can ask!"
After saying that, she was supported by her grandma and left.
She grabbed Su Jiangyi's hand helplessly: "Nanny, what should I do?"
Su Jiangyi said quietly: "Just burn it!"
The things she left in the palace should have been disposed of long ago.
It’s an eyesore if you keep it!
Ruanruan's eyes were red: "Kesu, Kesu is my mother's memory!"
Su Jiangyi knelt down and stared deeply into her soft eyes: "Things that are cherished are memories, and those that are not cherished are burdens. The only destination for those things is to be forgotten!"
Otherwise, even if she is not in the palace, she will not be able to avoid taking the blame for Zhan Wuqi and Su Lingyu!
Ruanruan pursed her little lips stubbornly, twisted her little body, and rushed into the room: "Bi wants! Ruanruan Bi wants my mother's things to be burned!"
She wants to go in and guard her father. When he wakes up, she will stop her great-grandmother as soon as possible!
Su Jiangyi looked at the soft little back and sighed helplessly.
Ruanruan...why doesn't she understand?
Even if you leave those things behind, it will be in vain!
Maybe it will become a tool that Zhan Wuqi can use again!