Chapter 1607 A Sudden Sinking in My Heart

Chapter 28 A sudden sinking in my heart

Doubts arose in Liu Zheng's heart, and he wanted to ask, but after thinking about it for a while, Mo Shanghua didn't mention it just now, so he probably wouldn't say it, so much trouble, this medicinal material is probably of great use to her.

Liu Zheng thought about it for a few times before making a decision. He just pretended to see nothing and put down the prescription. Someone will come to match it right away, Wangfei can rest assured."

Mo Shanghua's eyes caught Liu Zheng's facial expressions just now, and then he loosened his tightly clenched palms and smiled, "That's it, thank you Doctor Liu."

"Princess is serious." Liu Zheng replied politely, then pondered for a while, and then suddenly said, "Princess came to the palace for the first time, and I dared to persuade the concubine, people in the palace should not believe it easily."

A bit of surprise suddenly appeared on Mo Shanghua's face, and without thinking too much, she blurted out a sentence, "Does that also include Doctor Liu?"

Liu Zheng was stunned for a moment, and only after a while did he come back to his senses. A complex look flashed across his clear eyes, and he didn't answer directly, but changed his voice, "It's getting late, I will go back to prepare the medicine first, and I will prepare the medicine later." Sending it to the princess, take my leave."

After finishing speaking, he packed up the medicine box, carried it on his back, and bowed respectfully and retreated.

Looking at the empty seat, Mo Shanghua couldn't help frowning slightly.

This Prince Yu's mansion was really full of weirdness everywhere, even looking at Liu Zheng who was so easy to get along with, he felt somewhat indescribably different from others.

King Yu is just an unfavored prince, and he has been relegated to such a remote place. What else is there in him that makes those people have to worry about it.

After all, Liu Zhengyu had a certain status in Prince Yu's mansion. After agreeing to Moshanghua, he gathered the medicinal materials and delivered them in person not long after.

Of course, there is also a reason for taking so many precious medicinal materials for no reason. After discussing with Liu Zheng, Mo Shanghua simply pretended to be sick, and the news spread that the princess was seriously ill.

Just a few days after the wedding, the news that Princess Yu became seriously ill quickly spread throughout Yuzhou, and became a topic of conversation among the people in the city at leisure.

At the same time, in Prince Yu's mansion, there was quite a disturbance because of the serious illness of Princess Yu Mo Shanghua.

Nan He sat down on the soft couch with his head down, his eyes swept over the maidservants around him, and finally fell on Yan Beicheng on the opposite side, and asked Yuan'er, the close maid next to him whether intentionally or unintentionally , "Yuan'er, I heard that the princess is ill, is it better these days?"

Before Yuan'er could answer, Yan Beicheng raised his head from the album he had pretended to study, and a dark color flashed across his clear eyes.

Nan Heqing's slender fingers clinging to the soft gauze handkerchief suddenly tightened, but his face didn't show at all, and he still had that soft and gentle look.

Yuan'er didn't notice anything strange, and answered truthfully: "Returning to Madam, this servant was ordered by you this morning to go and see. Although I didn't see anyone, but I heard from the girl in Wuyuan that it still hasn't improved."

"How could this be?" Nanhe quietly paid attention to Yan Beicheng's expression, and said with a worried expression on his face: "I saw you a few days ago, and the princess's complexion is still ruddy. How can you be so sick now? Yuan'er, prepare some century-old snow Shen, come with me to see the princess later."

Yan Beicheng, who had been watching for a while, felt a slight movement in his heart, and immediately remembered that Mo Shanghua had informed him a few days ago that he was going to make a prescription, so he knew it in his heart, and his eyes were indifferent.

However, now that he is still in front of people, he still expressed his concern and asked casually, "Is the princess sick?"

"My lord doesn't know?" Nan He's pretty face showed a bit of surprise, but deep in the soft pupils, there was a hint of darkness.

Although the words seemed random, she had never heard the prince ask about the woman next to her before, but now she actually asked the woman herself.

Yan Beicheng looked down at the calligraphy and painting in front of him, but didn't notice the expression in Nan He's eyes, so he just nodded casually.

Women are most sensitive here, and Nan He imagined several possibilities in an instant. His slender and sharp nails suddenly pierced the soft gauze handkerchief, and there was a slight "tearing" sound of cloth being torn.

"What's the sound?" Yan Beicheng frowned slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound.

Nan He gathered the torn veil into his palm without changing his expression, "It's spring, the cat is in heat, and now it may have scratched the veil again."

Pausing for a moment, she turned her eyes and looked worried again, "The concubine was ill the day before yesterday. Dr. Liu Yu went to see it in person and said it was quite serious. It was spread all over the house. The prince takes care of everything every day, so it's normal not to know. But don't worry, my lord, my servant and concubine pray for the concubine every day, although the condition of the concubine has not improved, the concubine believes that the concubine will be blessed in the end."

It seems he was right. As for where the cracking sound of brocade silk came from, he knew it clearly in his heart, and the seemingly clear eyes immediately cast a layer of darkness.

"Oh." He nodded nonchalantly, and temporarily put down the painting and calligraphy, "With you praying like this, she will be fine."

After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes to look at Nan He, "However, the princess is seriously ill, it's shameless for me not to ask the last question, you should rest well, I will come to see you when I have time."

When Yan Beicheng left, the unwillingness and jealousy in the depths of Nanhe's eyes burst out uncontrollably. The veil that had already been torn was rubbed and tightened in her hands until the fingertips were covered with tears. Bai, never let go.

She looked forward and followed the horse, and followed him for so many years without complaint or regret, and he never worried about her at all. This Moshanghua is ugly and has an unpleasant temper. How could he care so much about her?

Could it be, could it be that he has already fallen in love with her?

It seems that this Moshanghua really has some skills, but what the skills are does not depend on this moment.

Nan He's hand holding the handkerchief tightly loosened suddenly, and the corners of his rosy lips curled up in a mysterious arc.

However, no matter how the outside world turned upside down, Mo Shanghua had no interest in paying attention to it for the time being. She just stayed in the room all day long, pretending to be sick, and starting to prepare the antidote.

Moshang Huaping withdrew the crowd, and ordered Qin Lin and Qin Ya to stand guard outside, and then placed the herbs sent by Liu Zheng on the table one by one, and handled them carefully.

Before dispensing the medicine, she would habitually twist some, put it on the tip of her nose and sniff it lightly, then put it into the medicine grinder and grind it finely, because Liu Zheng had already prepared the dosage, she saved a step.

Mo Shanghua stepped on a medicine roller, twisted a herb in her hand, and lowered her head to sniff.

This time, her complexion was not as indifferent as before, and the expression in her eyes changed suddenly. She moved it to the tip of her nose as if in disbelief, and sniffed it carefully again. sinking.