Mistakes in the Best Date: Princess Qingcheng

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At night, Ning Zichen was cleaning his hands under Qin Miaomiao's service, but suddenly heard the voice of the housekeeper, his tone was extremely urgent: "My lord, there is a message from Qingqian Garden that the princess is ill and can't afford a high fever!"

Ning Zichen's hands in his hands tightened, and his heart seemed to shrink into a ball.Do you have a high fever?Is it serious?Where are the children?Will something happen?

Qin Miaomiao saw that his face was gloomy and he remained silent for a long time. He felt anxious and hurriedly said to the people outside: "Send someone to invite a doctor back, can't it be all right? It's not a big deal, is it worth disturbing the prince at night?" ?”

There was silence outside the door, the butler was obviously waiting for Ning Zichen to speak.

Ning Zichen raised his head, wiped off the water on his hands, and said, "Go to Li Yuyi's mansion and invite him over, and report to me immediately if you have anything to do."

The butler hurriedly agreed to go down and send people to Li Yuyi's house, but his heart was full of worries.From the tone of the painting fan, the princess seems to be seriously ill, and the prince dismissed it with just a few words?He still hasn't figured out what happened in the past three months.

Where did the prince who always put the princess on his heart go?Where did that Ning Zichen who risked his life go back to Beijing early to see her?

Doctor Li quickly arrived at Prince Xin's Mansion, looked carefully at the sickness floating down, frowned, and looked at the painting fan: "The princess is just infected with the cold, but I'm afraid the fetus in the womb may show signs of premature delivery, miss It's better to hurry up and invite a stable woman to come and die at any time!"

After Hua Fan heard this, he was in a hurry, so he hurried out to find the housekeeper. On the one hand, the housekeeper wanted to send someone to invite Mrs. Wen, and at the same time, he had to send someone to report the situation to Ning Zichen, so he was too busy.

Ning Zichen had been sitting in the room waiting for the news, Ren Qin Miaomiao urged him three times and four times but refused to rest.

"Prince..." A little girl's voice suddenly came from outside, panting, "The imperial doctor said that the princess may have signs of premature delivery..."

Ning Zichen didn't have time to finish listening, so he rushed to the door, looked at the people outside, his face paled with anxiety: "Premature delivery? Is it dangerous? Now? What's going on now?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment: "That... the princess is still unconscious... It's just that the imperial doctor said that she is still very stable now, but I won't know after a while..."

Ning Zichen was at a loss, just kept looking in the direction of Qingqianyuan, wanting to go and have a look, but was controlled by another force, unable to move.

"My lord!" Qin Miaomiao stepped forward and looked at him, "Why is your lord so worried? Didn't the imperial doctor say it? It's still stable now, and everything is fine! Besides, if the wangfei wants the lord to visit her , won't you send someone over to invite you?" After finishing speaking, she carefully observed his expression.

Sure enough, his face turned gray instantly, and his eyes dimmed quickly.

Qin Miaomiao saw the opportunity and said to the girl: "What are you still doing here? Why don't you go back and serve?"

"Yes." The little girl hurriedly agreed and went on.

The imperial doctor prescribed the medicine for Piao Luo, and ordered people to grab the medicine and fry it. He didn't dare to neglect, and stayed in the next room until the sky gradually dawned.

Piao Luo took the medicine, but the high fever still persisted, thin sweat was already secreting from his forehead, and he was muttering something in his mouth.

The painting fan who had been standing in front of the bed listened carefully, and it turned out that it was "Mother".

Huashan felt sour, got up to change a basin of water, and when she came back, she saw her reaching out and groping beside the pillow, as if she was looking for something.Hua Fan hurriedly put her hand back under the quilt, but she stretched it out again, still groping, softly calling: "Zichen..."

But the other side of the bed was empty, there was no one she called at all.

Hua Fan couldn't help but sighed, and Fu put her hand under the quilt again.

Floating down in drowsiness only felt cold, bone-chilling cold.It seems to vaguely miss someone's warm embrace, but no matter how hard I look for it, I can't find it.

Where did it go?Zichen, where have you been?

After all, he still couldn't hold it back, even in a dream, two cold tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes: "Zichen..."

Seeing such a situation, the painting fan at the side finally couldn't bear it and ran out.

At this time, it was the time for Ning Zichen to go to the morning court on weekdays. Huafan hurried to the gate of the mansion. When he saw Ning Zichen who was about to get into the sedan chair, he rushed forward and knelt down in front of him with a "plop": "My lord, I beg my lord to go and see my concubine! My concubine is very sick, and she keeps calling my lord's name, I beg my lord to go and see her!"

Ning Zichen paused involuntarily, a little absent-minded: She, calling her name?

But immediately, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth——I'm afraid he heard it wrong, right?Shouldn't it be another person that she cares about?He lowered his head to look at the painting fan kneeling on the ground, and said calmly: "The princess is sick, so you will take care of her. What's the point of running around like this? Go back!"

"My lord!" The painting fan stopped him and refused to get up, "My lord is not what my lord thinks, really not... My lord has always been thinking about my lord, always has been!"

Ning Zichen couldn't help but think of the scene three months ago, and shook his head violently: "That's not it? Then tell me, why did she go out alone without a maid when she knew she was pregnant and needed to be careful? What is she going to do in such a remote yard?"

Hua Fan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know..."

Ning Zichen originally held a glimmer of hope in his heart, he originally hoped to get a different answer from her, but the result was still the same.He involuntarily lowered the corner of his mouth, turned around and got on the sedan chair.

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