Niguzhu had symptoms and vomited all the egg custard after eating it at night.
After the shift, I also started to have a high fever.
How can Shu Shu and Brother Jiu feel relieved?
Both husband and wife were watching in the west wing.
Mrs. Bo looked at Shu Shu and said, "Don't force yourself..."
Shu Shu said: "Don't worry, Mu, I understand the severity and will catch up on my sleep tomorrow morning."
"Ma Ma...Eni...Eni...Ma Ma..."
Ni Guzhu's face turned red, he closed his eyes and groaned.
Shu Shu took Ni Guzhu's little hand and said, "Eni is here, and Mama is also there..."
"What about Amma?" Niguzhu whispered.
Brother Jiu felt sad and said hurriedly: "Amma is here too."
Ni Guzhu opened his eyes, looked at Brother Jiu, and murmured: "That's great, let's throw the pot tomorrow..."
Brother Jiu nodded and said: "Well, well, not only throwing pots, but also pulling bows..."
Several people gathered around, coaxing Niguzhu to drink antipyretic medicine, and then brought wet towels to wipe her armpits.
A two-pronged approach, plus the addition of medicinal herbs that promote sleep, Niguzhu became calm after drinking it for a while.
The heat on my face also dropped a bit.
The house became quiet.
Mrs. Bo pulled the pillow over and urged Shu Shu: "If you want to accompany me, you can't sit like this. Be careful because your back hurts and you tilt..."
Brother Jiu saw this and said, "Yes, I'll be here for the first half of the night. You close your eyes and squint first, and then switch to me in the second half of the night."
Shu Shu is really tired.
This is when Ni Guzhu is happy, and there are Fengsheng and Akdan behind.
She lay on her side, unable to hold back her eyelids, so she closed her eyes.
It's just that I'm not at ease, and my dreams are strange and bizarre.
There was the ninth elder brother who was imprisoned in a short house, the old Qi Xi who had his official position and title removed, the white-haired Jueluo Shi, and the uncle who died of vomiting blood...
Shu Shu wanted to call someone, but she couldn't open her mouth. She was separated from everyone by an invisible barrier and was so anxious.
"Wake up, wake up..."
"Fu Jin..."
Hearing the familiar voice, Shu Shu opened her eyes, already covered in cold sweat.
Mrs. Bo patted her on the back and said, "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm just having a nightmare..."
Brother Ninth also held her hand and said: "It's okay, everything will be fine, the children will be fine, and Seventeenth Princess and Brother Nineteen will also be vaccinated smoothly."
Shu Shu glanced at Mrs. Bo, then at Brother Ninth, with tears streaming down his face.
Mrs. Bo choked up and said: "You are already in Nirvana, so be strong..."
Shu Shu hugged Mrs. Bo's arm and whispered: "Ah Mou must live a long life..."
Mrs. Bo nodded and said: "Well, well, Ah Mou can't worry about you. He can't close his eyes until he sees your family full of descendants."
Shu Shu looked at Brother Ninth and said, "I also want to be safe, prosperous, and prosperous. I can't bear the hardship, and I can't bear to bear the hardship with you and my children."
Brother Jiu said angrily: "I am a prince, if I am not rich, who will be? Don't worry, when the epidemic is over, I will send people to Guangzhou to buy Western medicine, and I will ensure that Khan Ama lives to ninety-nine. By then, I will Be a prince for seventy years!"
Shu Shu also knew that she was being hypocritical, but she still felt uncomfortable.
With so many relatives around, she really became more timid and afraid of everything.
Brother Jiu has been married to her for several years and knows that she is not bold.
The current discomfort is not only because the children are under great pressure from vaccination, but also because Seventeenth Princess and Nineteenth Prince have entered the house.
Resentment also arose in his heart.
Khan Amma, is it really too selfish?
The prince, the princess, Jin Gui, completely disregard the safety of the emperor and his grandchildren?
His children are children, but the children of his son are not children?
*
When the prince and princess leave the palace, everyone is watching.
On that day, the news spread.
The ninth elder brother was resentful, while the eighth elder brother was surprised and uncertain.
He thought of old events in Hanjing.
By sending the youngest son and daughter to Jiubele Mansion, does it mean that in the eyes of the emperor, Jiu Age and his wife are more reliable?
If there is such trust, what will happen after the prince loses his throne?
If the emperor's father and Emperor Taizong have the same life span, then the most promising person to succeed the prince is the eldest elder brother or the third elder brother; if the emperor's father has the same life span as Taizu, he may have to choose from among the younger elder brothers below him.
The emperor's father longed for his son's love. Brother Jiu was ordinary to the brothers above him, but he was really friendly to the younger brothers below him.
It’s not Brother Jiu, it’s Jiu Fujin who is reliable.
The eighth prince felt very sad.
On the birthday of the Jiu Fu Jin Festival, I gave birth to triplets safely. I was filial to the Queen Mother and Concubine Yi, and friendly to my brother-in-law and sister-in-law.
What about your own home?
Fucha's name is not correct, and his identity is embarrassing when he goes out on weekdays.
If you can come out on your own, what about Guo Luoluo?
Mr. Guo Luoluo has been very content in the past two years.
Early love can also be said to be young and willful, and you have learned enough lessons.
Among all the princes' houses, theirs is the only one with Fu Jin.
The Anjun Prince's Mansion used to send people to visit Guo Luoluo almost every month, but in recent months it has been less frequent.
Is it because of his own reasons that he angered Guo Luoluo?
If we continue to be locked up like this, the Anjun Palace will forget about Guo Luoluo, right?
If you are no longer close to your niece, how can you still be close to your nephew and son-in-law?
With this thought in mind, Brother Ba picked up a lantern and went to Xikuoyuan.
Seeing the iron-locked door, Ba Age took a step and immediately asked the woman on duty to open it.
The yard was dark, with only the east room showing light.
The eighth prince picked up the curtain and went in.
Bafujin's hair was disheveled, he was wearing a middle coat and was soaking his feet.
Next to him was a teenage girl, sitting on a small stool, squeezing Bafujin's feet.
Seeing the eighth elder brother come in, the little girl was startled and quickly stood up and stepped aside.
Ba Fujin looked at Ba Age and was very surprised.
The eighth elder brother waved his hand to send the little girl away.
The little girl did not move, but looked at Ba Fujin.
Bafujin took his feet out of the footbath and said, "Go down..."
The little girl responded, bowed and carried the footbath down.
The eighth prince didn't take it seriously and sat on the edge of the kang, looking at Ba Fujin.
There was no anger on Bafujin's face, and he looked very peaceful.
"Does Fujin want to 'recover'?"
Brother Eight asked with a bit of confusion.
Ba Fujin looked at Ba Age, but what he was thinking about was the fat girl in red and the clear childish voice.
If you can "recover" from your illness, you will be able to go out on your own, and visiting relatives will be indispensable by then.
It was obviously something that Bafujin despised and hated the most before, but now he is looking forward to it.
It's just that Ba Fujin calmed down his impetuosity and became patient in this cross-courtyard.
She remained calm and asked instead of answering the question, "Do you need a direct descendant?"
The eighth prince nodded, without denying it, and said: "Yes, I need my direct descendant Fujin. If you are willing to 'recover', I will find a way to get you out..."
If you are unwilling, or don't have a long memory, and make trouble again after you come out, then you have to find a way to change to Fujin.
The eighth prince lowered his eyes, his heart trembling.
If the current situation does not change, the disadvantage will always be a disadvantage, and he will be oppressed by the ninth elder brother.
Perhaps, from beginning to end, what I lacked was not only identity, but also courage.
Bafujin felt his heart become cold, but his eyes filled with tears, and he said, "I knew I was wrong. I also need you..."
Brother Ba held Ba Fujin's hand and said: "Next year will be Khan Amma's 50th birthday. Let's start preparing for the longevity ceremony from now on. When the time comes, the husband and wife will jointly pay tribute. I will ask Khan Amma for grace and allow you to come out.
…”
"Master..."
Ba Fujin only felt that Ba Age's palms were damp and as cold as a poisonous snake. He wanted to throw them away immediately, but he still choked with sobs.
"Thank you, Master. When the time comes, I will definitely learn from my fourth sister-in-law and behave well and won't let anyone make mistakes..."
The eighth prince nodded, very pleased, and said: "Just think about it. You and I, husband and wife, will be both prosperous and humiliated..."
*
Haidian, South Second Institute.
Sanfujin has also finished grooming and is ready to settle down.
She also heard the news from the capital and knew that Seventeenth Princess and Nineteenth Brother were taken to Jiubele Mansion.
She had the same idea as Third Brother, and felt a little shameless.
Although taking care of Jin Gui's young brother-in-law and sister-in-law is not an easy task, it still makes her feel uncomfortable if this falls on others, especially her cousin.
"What a flatterer, this is so mature..."
San Fujin couldn't help but chatter to his confidant girl who was on duty at night: "Looking generous, but full of evil thoughts, and hugging the Queen Mother's lap as soon as she enters the palace, what a thief..."
The girl couldn't agree with Jiu Fujin, so she just said: "The master is honest, treats others well, and is not defensive..."
San Fujin curled his lips and said, "What's the use of having a good heart? Who is willing to spend money and buy good popularity with money? Who can compare with this?"
While the master and servant were talking, there was movement at the door.
San Fujin couldn't help but frown and glanced at Zhong Zhong.
It's already the second watch, why are you making a fuss?
San Fujin's little face drooped and he said: "That slave is so noisy, let her get out!"
When I came in, it was none other than the wet nurse from Sigege.
Her face was full of panic, and she knelt down with a "pop" when she came in.