I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Chapter 174 It's Getting Stranger
Fang Xiu frowned slightly, and said calmly:

"It's just the wind and cold, why hasn't it recovered after so many days?"

Yang Yuhuan shook her head, and said, "I don't know, I only know that sister Yaoyue's forehead is getting hotter and hotter."

Fang Xiu asked: "Did she drink the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor?"

Yang Yuhuan hesitated for a moment, and said, "It should be drunk."

Fang Xiu frowned slightly: "What do you mean you should drink it?"

Yang Yuhuan said: "I didn't see it with my own eyes, but Tao'er said he drank it."

Tao'er is a little maid in Xiangguo's mansion, who was sent to take care of Li Yaoyue.

"Before Xiangye left, I asked the slave family to take care of sister Yaoyue, but the slave family only cared about practicing Xiao and didn't take it to heart. The slave family is sorry for Xiangye"

When Yang Yuhuan said this, her beautiful little face showed guilt, and she lowered her head.

Fang Xiu could see that she really blamed herself for not taking good care of Li Yaoyue.

He stretched out his hand, touched her little head, and comforted her:

"I asked you to take care of her, but didn't ask you to take care of her. As long as she is still there, it's nothing to be sick, let alone just a cold. Don't take it to heart."

Yang Yuhuan raised her eyes, looked at Fang Xiu with big watery eyes, and said softly:

"Mr. Xiang, don't say that. Sister Yaoyue is the wife of Master Xiangyue. Yu Nu is just a little maid. How can you compare with Sister Yaoyue?"

Fang Xiu stretched out his hand and flicked her little head, and said angrily, "Speak well."

Yang Yuhuan let out a cry of pain, covered her forehead, looked pitiful, and said aggrievedly:

"That's what the slave family thinks."

Fang Xiu frowned: "Really?"

The little girl lowered her head with a guilty conscience and stopped talking.

In her eyes, only Her Majesty the Empress, who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, is worthy of being the wife of her own prime minister.

This Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess appeared from nowhere, with a cold look, as arrogant as if someone owed her money.

Who would want such a person to be the hostess of Xiangguo Mansion.

Of course, if Master Xiang really likes her, it's a different matter.

However, Master Xiang only used her as a tool he could use.

"Okay, go get busy with your affairs, Li Yaoyue, don't worry about it."

Fang Xiu reached out and pinched her tender little face, then turned and walked towards Li Yaoyue's yard.

Yang Yuhuan was left standing there, looking at Fang Xiu's back, his eyes bent into crescent moons, and his brows were full of happiness.

"I was pinched in the face by Master Xiang"

"Another day full of rewards."

the other side.

When Fang Xiu came to Li Yaoyue's yard, he met the little maid who took care of her.

When the little maid saw Fang Xiu, she was taken aback for a while, and then she seemed to see a savior.

An anxious look appeared between his brows, and he said:
"Master Xiang, you are finally here. Your Highness the Princess is getting hotter and hotter. Please hurry up and ask the imperial doctor to come over and have a look."

Fang Xiu frowned slightly, and asked, "It's just the wind and cold, why is it so serious?"

The little servant girl said: "My servant thinks, maybe it's the medicinal soup from before, but His Highness didn't even drink it."

Fang Xiu thought for a while and ordered, "Go get a basin of cold water."

The little maid was slightly taken aback, not understanding Xiangye's intentions.

Fang Xiu glanced at her and said coldly, "Didn't you hear that?"

The little servant girl was startled, and hurriedly said: "Young servant girl, let's go now!"

After finishing speaking, I hurried to fetch water.

Fang Xiu stepped into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, he could see Li Yaoyue lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, and there was a heater beside him.

Fang Xiu walked up to her and looked over.

The smooth forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Strands of hair were wet with sweat and looked a little messy.

A faint look of pain appeared on the delicate oval face.

The lips were slightly peeled and looked extremely pale.

Fang Xiu looked at Li Yaoyue who was ill in bed, and knew that she was protesting silently in this way.

Not free, or rather die.

"If you don't have such big ambitions, I can give you freedom, but it's a pity"

Fang Xiu sighed in his heart, pulled over the chair, sat down beside the bed, looked at the delicate and cold melon-seeded face in front of him, and fell silent.

After a while.

The little maid came into the house with a basin of cold water.

"Master Xiang, the water is coming!"

Fang Xiu said "hmm", picked up a handkerchief beside him, soaked it in cold water, and applied it on Li Yaoyue's forehead.

For high fever, physical cooling is a very effective means.

However, this era is not popular.

"Every once in a while, apply it to her, understand?"

Fang Xiu looked at the little maid and said softly.

Although the little maid had never seen this kind of treatment method, she still chose to trust her master, nodded heavily, and replied: "Your servant understands!"

Fang Xiu nodded, thought for a moment, and said: "Go get another basin of warm water, and wipe her body every hour."

"Ok!"

The little maid nodded.

Fang Xiu thought for a while, took out two more ibuprofen from his bosom, and ordered:

"When she wakes up, feed her one tablet, and then feed her another tablet three hours apart."

The little maid showed a solemn expression, carefully took the ibuprofen tablet, and nodded heavily:
"The servant remembers."

"What's the matter, come and find the truth."

"Ok!"

Fang Xiu turned his head and glanced at Li Yaoyue, said nothing more, turned and left.

When I walked to the door, I suddenly thought of something, turned around, and told the little maid:

"When she wakes up, tell the truth."

"Yes, sir!"

The little maid nodded heavily.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu stopped talking and went back to his yard.

Yang Yuhuan was sitting in the courtyard, holding the flute in her tender hands, staring blankly at the little white tiger basking in the sun, with an absent-minded look.

She didn't react until Fang Xiu walked up to her.

"What do you think?"

Fang Xiu asked curiously.

Yang Yuhuan was startled, and stood up from the stone bench, her pretty face flushed slightly.

Fang Xiu looked at her suspiciously, and said:
"Thinking about something weird again?"

"I've told you the truth, I'll tell you when you grow up."

Hearing this, Yang Yuhuan's beautiful face flushed, she straightened up as if showing off, and said,

"It's obviously not too young."

Fang Xiu looked subconsciously.

In just a few months, he has indeed grown a lot.

It seems that the little girl has great potential.

Noticing Fang Xiu's eyes, Yang Yuhuan's brows showed a hint of satisfaction. This month, she has been insisting on massaging according to Daji's vixen's method.

Even if he is sleeping next to Master Xiang.

There is no interruption, sneaky, no matter what, it should have some effect.

Poor her, she didn't realize at all that Daji was talking nonsense.

The reason why it can be effective is just that when you get older, you will grow up naturally, and it has nothing to do with massage.

"You know the truth doesn't mean that."

As Fang Xiu said, he reached out and tapped her little head again.

Yang Yuhuan covered her little head and lowered her head in aggrieved manner, not daring to speak.

Fang Xiu looked at her, sighed in his heart, with a look of helplessness in his eyes, and said:
"Tell me the truth, what were you thinking just now?"

Yang Yuhuan was silent for a moment, then looked up at Fang Xiu, a little uneasy:

"The slave family feels that the slave family's body is getting more and more strange."

Fang Xiu: "."

Why does this sound so strange.

There was silence for a moment.

Realize that it doesn't mean anything else.

Fang Xiu frowned slightly, and asked, "Why is it so strange?"

The little girl seemed a little embarrassed to speak, she bit her red lips, and after a while she mustered up her courage, and said in a low voice:
"During this time, I always feel very hot."

"Especially seeing Mr. Xiang, it's even hotter"

Fang Xiu really wanted to say: That's a fever.

However, he knew in his heart that the little girl must have had an abnormal fever for her uneasy behavior.

and.

Some time ago, at the beginning of winter, others felt chills wearing a big cloak.

The little girl was only wearing a thin long skirt, but she didn't feel the slightest, which was obviously not normal.

Fang Xiu thought for a while, lowered his head slowly, and pressed his forehead against Yang Yuhuan's, feeling the temperature change carefully.

Yang Yuhuan's watery eyes stared at the handsome face so close at hand.

Shortness of breath and rapid heartbeat.

Finally, she couldn't restrain the throbbing in her heart, poked her head, and pressed Fang Xiu's lips.

so soft
Yang Yuhuan's fair face was stained with blush, and she clearly warned herself that it was enough to just touch it, so as not to annoy Xiangye, but the emotions welling up in her heart made her unable to restrain herself, and she posted it again dissatisfied.

Only this time, it didn't work out.

Fang Xiu stretched out his hand, held her smooth forehead, and said softly:
"Wait to grow up!"

The little girl wanted to cry without tears.

"woooooo"

"People can't wait"

With misty eyes, she looked at Fang Xiu pitifully, and said in a charming and pitiful voice:
"The servant really wants to."

be honest.

At this moment, looking at the sweet girl in front of her.

There was a strange feeling in Fang Xiu's heart.

However, looking at the slightly immature face, he finally restrained his inner impulse.

"Wait for another year."

With exact time.

Yang Yuhuan felt that she had finally seen the dawn, her cheeks were red and hot, and she stood there slim and straight with her slender and straight jade legs together, and said with a blushing face:
"Then is it okay next year?"

Fang Xiu thought for a while, and next year will almost reach the age of marriage, nodded and said:
"Well, next year."

Yang Yuhuan got the answer he wanted, joy appeared in his brows, and he opened his arms to hug Fang Xiu.

Looking up at her rosy face, she said with a smile:

"Master Xiang, the Chinese New Year is only two months away. Master Xiang must keep his word and cannot go back on his word."

(End of this chapter)