The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 165 King Yong's child?
A group of people in Wangyue Pavilion turned their backs on their backs and jumped like chickens and dogs. When the doctor finally came, he took the pulse and told everyone that the princess was fine, but it was just typhoid, and he needed to take a few Chinese medicines to drive away the cold.

As for the high fever, Song Xieyu woke up after taking a few doses of traditional Chinese medicine, and asked hoarsely, "What time is it now?"

Mrs. Li held her hand and looked at her nervously, saw her open her eyes, then raised her hand to touch her forehead, and found that the fever had almost subsided, so she felt relieved.

"It's almost noon, you finally woke up, Yushu is going to make some delicious porridge for the princess."

Song Xieyu raised her hand to cover her forehead, her head was heavy, she was extremely uncomfortable, last night she couldn't think of any other way to avoid going hunting with Xie Yang today.

Out of sheer desperation, she ran to the yard to shower with a bucket of well water, changed into a gauze and stood there for half an hour before crawling into the bed shivering.

Before Song Xieyu fell into a coma, she specifically asked the girl not to alarm other people in the palace in advance, and kept her mouth shut about why she was sick.

She didn't expect to "sleep" until noon. Not only was her body sore, her head was heavy, but she was also very hungry. She touched her grumbling stomach and looked up at her mother.

"Mother, I didn't make it today. I wonder if my father will be blamed by His Majesty?" Song Xieyu was annoyed at this time that she was a little impulsive. After all, the current emperor is a little different from the past. If the queen sees that she is deliberately avoiding Xie Yang, don't She is willing to accompany him in front of people, fearing that she will force the emperor to question his father.

Wang Lishi patted the back of her hand when she heard the words, with a loving look on her face, "Don't worry, your father entered the palace early in the morning to explain to His Majesty that you suddenly contracted typhoid fever and could not accompany you to serve. Your Majesty is wise and will never take it easy Blame your father the king."

Song Xieyu nodded calmly, but she still couldn't help worrying. Today is different, who knows whether the emperor's ears are hard or soft?
Song Xieyu was worried about her father, Song Qingshan, and it was hard to talk to her mother. She must have thought that the emperor's will was not different from yesterday. She and her father were just guessing, and there was no evidence to prove that what she guessed was true. , Simply bored in my heart.

Seeing Song Xieyu depressed, Mrs. Li thought she was unwell and lacked the energy to talk to her, so she got up and went to the kitchen to see how the servants cooked the porridge.

Seeing that she was going to leave, Song Xieyu didn't say much, just closed her eyes slightly and leaned against the head of the bed, but her heart was in a mess, what should the emperor do if she asked her to blame?Even if he escaped today, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, if the emperor wants to be a man, he may not be able to escape easily.

Song Xieyu was thinking wildly, when a young servant rushed in hastily outside the door, almost bumping into Li Shi who was about to go out.

"What are you running for? You're so frizzy," Li frowned, staring at the shivering servant kneeling at his feet, and snapped sharply.

The little servant bowed to the ground and explained tremblingly.

"Princess, someone outside the door claimed to be His Royal Highness King Yong's domestic slave, and sent a seven or eight-year-old boy, saying that His Royal Highness Yong asked the princess to look after him for a few days."

Mrs. Li was puzzled and looked at the servant on the ground, "Didn't His Royal Highness go to Huxiao Mountain to hunt? Why did you send a slave to take care of some child? You have verified his identity, and someone else has stood up to Yong." The name of the king to deceive?"

The boy hurriedly got up and replied, "The boy took out King Yong's badge, and I dare not stop him."

Mrs. Li was about to ask him to lead her to have a look, when she heard Song Xieyu in the back room hoarsely ask: "Is it King Yong's personal badge?"

The servant hurriedly responded loudly, "Exactly, the letter 'Yong Wang Xie Chu' has a pearl from the South China Sea dangling on it, such an expensive thing, if you think about it, there should be no fakes."

Song Xieyu leaned against the head of the bed, half-closed and half-opened one eye, slightly opened and closed her red lips, "Bring someone in and let me have a look."

The servant didn't respond, but looked at Li Shi with his neck curled up, and asked Li Shi's decision with his eyes.

"The princess asked you to call someone in, so hurry up," Li frowned lightly.

The boy hurriedly lowered his head, nodded repeatedly, turned around and ran out of the garden.

Seeing someone visiting, Mrs. Li was worried that Song Xieyu would not be able to handle it, so she went back to the room and sat down.

"King Yong suddenly sent someone to our Huaiyin Palace. I'm afraid this child is different." Song Xieyu hesitated and opened his eyes, then comforted Li, and continued: "King Yong regards me as a friend. Naturally, I want to help with this, but King Yong has always acted with restraint, so don't worry about it, mother."'

Holding the handkerchief, Mrs. Li looked at her daughter's slightly flushed face, sighed, and stopped talking.

Not long after, the boy came in with a cute child. The child looked around with big eyes, and his white and tender face was full of curiosity. Song Xieyu only regarded him as the child of King Yong's close friend. , and saw that the child looked extremely cute, so he was relieved.

"What's your name, child?" When Li Shi saw that the child was beautiful, she couldn't help feeling a little joy in her heart. When she saw the child walking in, she quickly reached out to hug him.

Who knows if the child looks like a boy or a girl, the chubby little face glared at Li Shi, then quickly ran to the bed, grabbed Song Xieyu's hanging hand, and looked at Song Xieyu carefully with a pair of bright eyes Jade.

"Sure enough, it's a beautiful young lady, that uncle with the ice cube face didn't lie to me," the child said to himself in a childlike voice.

Song Xieyu's eyes, which were half-opened and half-closed, were completely opened when he heard the words, then tilted his head and smiled weakly at him, "What's your name, Third Brother?"

The child pursed his lips, "You still call him brother, he looks good, but it's too cold, like ice, calling him uncle is more or less the same."

Song Xieyu thought this child was cute, but his mouth was a bit poisonous, so he couldn't help but want to tease him, "What's the relationship between you and Uncle Ice Cube? Could it be his child?"

The child immediately became unhappy when he heard the words, and stretched out his hand to push Song Xieyu away, with his small hands supporting his back, his nostrils turned up, and he had a domineering appearance of "I am number one in the world".

"I'm not his son of a bitch. My father is the number one hero in the world, and my mother is also a stunning beauty. He wants to be my father in his next life!"

Song Xieyu and Li Shi were amused by the child's lawlessness, and Li Shi covered her mouth and smiled.

"It's not so easy to be the number one hero in the world. Tell me, where is your father from? Let us hear it?"

The child snorted coldly, turned his head and made a face at Mrs. Li, then turned his head to Song Xieyu with an aggrieved look, "Beautiful sister, Baozi is hungry."

Song Xieyu laughed out loud, "Where's your aggressiveness just now?"

After all, Song Xieyu asked the maid in the house to go to the kitchen to bring food to the children.

(End of this chapter)