"Go back to the house."
In the carriage, Quande covered Wei Changqing with thick fur, put a hand warming stove into his hand, poured a cup of hot tea for him to drink, and Wei Changqing''s body was slightly warmer after a while.
"Young master, it was found in the gap of the cushion there that day. It must have been put in by Miss Liu before the accident. With this, we will be able to bring down the prince."
"Cough "Cough..."
Wei Changqing trembled and took the letter. He just got it and coughed. The whole person coughed up. One hand pressed his stomach and the other firmly grasped the letter. The blue veins on his forehead burst out.
"Little Lord, how are you?"
Quande patted him on the back in a panic, took out the porcelain bottle from the pocket around his waist and poured out a pill. Wei Changqing waved his hand and pressed the man''s hand.
All of a sudden, "Pooh..." A mouthful of blood then spurted out, sprinkled on the chest, the letter was also sprinkled with a little bit of blood like peach blossom.
"Young master!"
Quande''s eyes widened, and he exclaimed, and quickly reached out to catch the soft body.
……
The news of Wei Changqing''s illness soon spread to Mo Beichen and Su Yueru. Let Mo Beichen go anyway.
The wind and snow rose suddenly, and the sky was gloomy as if it was going to collapse.
Let a person hit oil paper umbrella, wearing purple fox fur, stepping on gold silk embroidered cloud edge boots, then stepped out.
"Wait a minute."
Su Yueru rushed to catch up, holding a white fox fur in her hand, quickly wrapped up in her body.
"Take me with you."
"You have a big stomach. It''s snowing outside. You don''t have to go to the beauty pavilion to teach those ladies how to make gloves and cotton padded clothes"
no matter what he said, Su Yueru pulled the hat behind the fox fur to cover herself.
"It''s snowing today. I''ll ask rouge to change the time. I''ll see Wei Changqing first."
Then he let Ruge hold up the oil paper umbrella and glanced at Mo Beichen.
"Let''s go."
Mo Beichen''s face is slightly heavy, a hand then embraces that person''s back waist to stick to oneself.
"You''re pregnant with the king''s child, and you''re going to see other men, aren''t you?"
Hum a low, that full of vinegar will be sour to death.
Su Yueru smiles and pinches her hand on his nose.
"I''ve never seen you so jealous. Mr. Wei saved my life. If it wasn''t for him, you are suffering now. He is all like this. Shouldn''t we go to visit him?"
Mo Beichen picked to pick eyebrow, want to say that they like this out of double into, again in front of him show love, only afraid that he will hurt more.
But evil he didn''t tell the truth.
"He''s my nephew, so he should call you aunt. Well, I''ll let him call you that later."
Su Yueru raised her hand and knocked on his forehead. Wei Changqing didn''t even want to call her uncle Huang. How could she call her Aunt Huang.
"My Lord, the carriage is ready. Do you want to go out now?"
Housekeeper Zhao respectfully said, slightly bent, head down, vaguely visible on the head of some white hair.
"Thank you, housekeeper Zhao."
Su Yueru said in a low voice.
Mo Beichen light grace a, carefully holding Su Yueru''s back and then go out, one hand directly grabbed the oil paper umbrella that man Li was holding in his hand, covered them up.
Pretty from a face of helplessness, looked like the singer that small can only cover a person''s oil paper umbrella.
"You don''t go. The princess won''t have any problems if you are with me."
Then he grabbed the oil paper umbrella of the singer and quickly ran after it.
……
The carriage slowly stopped at the back door of Weifu. Manli jumped out of the carriage and stepped on the half inch thick snow with an umbrella.
"Kowtow, kowtow..."
He grabbed the brass head on the door and buckled it. Soon the wooden door opened from inside.
"I''ve been waiting for you for a long time."
Quande glanced at the man behind him. When he saw Su Yueru who was helped down by Mo Beichen himself, he was shocked.
"Why is it so urgent to call us? It''s snowing so hard. It''s not a good way to go
Mo Beichen holds an umbrella in one hand and protects Su Yueru''s waist in the other. She can''t miss anything at all.
"It''s a matter of great importance, Shao said to you personally."
Quande looked around for a while, then opened his body and let the three enter the door.
Go through the backyard and take two turns down the corridor.
Quande opened the door of the room, the cold wind rolled snow into the room, and the three quickly took up their umbrella.
Just stepped into the room, inside the heating will come.
Soon the snow on the shoulders melted.
Mo Beichen pats the snow on Su Yueru''s shoulder and gives the umbrella to man Li. Then he walks inside quickly.When he opened the curtain, he saw Wei Changqing lying on the bed covered with a thick quilt. His face was as pale as white tofu, and his face was still shivering with cold sweat.
Su Yueru was flustered. She quickly came forward, sat down next to the bed, and put her hand on his forehead.
"Why is it so hot? Are you going to let him burn like this? "
Quande said helplessly.
"I''ve been fed pills and soup to reduce fever. It''s useless. I just had some consciousness. Now I''m confused."
Wei Changqing''s medical skills are superb. Everyone knows that it''s hard for a doctor to cure himself. What''s more, it''s a stubborn disease brought by his mother.
Since he was born, he has been doomed to many disasters.
"Well, how could it happen again? How many times in this winter? "
This looks like the worst.
"The body of the young master is already weak. He has covered his body since summer this year and mended his body in June. This winter he has suffered a lot less. If it had not been for the rain last night, it would not have been like this."
"In the rain? He can do it
Last night''s rain is not small, wake up in the middle of the night can be uncomfortable to the outside, pattering rain, with the whirring wind, even a normal person can''t stand, drench that one in all probability will get cold, let alone Wei Changqing such a weak body.
"Go and get some more cold water."
The body burns frighteningly, but it chills from the bone.
Wei Changqing shivered and curled up.
"Two more charcoal pots."
He twisted a clean handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Suddenly, a hand tightly grasped her wrist.
Su Yueru a Leng, slightly bow to see that person slightly open eyes.
Behind Mo Beichen''s face is gloomy fierce, she seems to be able to feel that person''s vision wants to penetrate her general.
If it wasn''t for the fact that Wei Changqing is now a patient and has been confused, Mo Beichen would have cut off his salty pig hand with a knife.
"Yue, Yue ru..."
He was so ill that he saw her.
"You''re capable. You''ve only been missing for a few days, and you''ve been tossing yourself like this again."
Su Yueru said, but her hands were very gentle.