Chang’an Peasant Girl

"Jing'er" looked at Jing Jing's consciousness of being burned by the high fever, and Xiao Changyi was so distressed that he didn't know what to do.

"Sister." An Jing hummed in distress, "Bring me some more ice, I'm so hot"

Jing Jing is not lying on the bed at all, but lying on the ice, which is still hot.

Xiao Changyi's thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line. After a long while, someone put half water and half ice in the bathtub, and then he picked up An Jing and put An Jing in the bathtub.

The icy water submerged An Jing's shoulders, and An Jing's chin could barely touch the surface of the water.

If it weren't for Jing Jing who hasn't developed pustules yet, Xiao Changyi would never dare to put Jing Jing in the ice water like this.

"Do you feel better?" Xiao Changyi sat by the tub and asked softly.

An Jing finally opened her eyes, she was no longer as unconscious as before, and felt much better. Turning her head, she showed Xiao Changyi a weak and comforting smile: "It's much better, Mr. Don't worry, I'm fine."

Xiao Changyi pursed his lower lip and said nothing.

But the hand with clear and beautiful joints stretched out towards An Jing's face. Seeing that An Jing's face was still very hot, he wrapped a cloth with crushed ice and stuck it on An Jing's face to make An Jing feel better.

An Jing wanted to raise her hand and shake Xiao Changyi's hand, but she didn't have the strength, so forget it, she didn't raise her hand, but smiled at Xiao Changyi again, the smile was still very weak.

Xiao Changyi was very distressed, but he still didn't say anything. Instead, he approached her with a handsome face, and rubbed her face affectionately without being afraid of being infected by the plague.

Quiet laughed again, and said weakly: "Yun'er likes us to rub him like this the most, every time we rub him, he is very happy."

"Ok."

"Jing'er, Xing'er, and Qing'er all came to us for a while when they saw us rubbing the clouds, hehehe" Quiet laughed a few times weakly, "The four children in our family, I really can't think about it. How cute do you think they are?"

"Well, cute."

"Will the adoptive father help us take care of them?"

"Ok."

"Then I'm relieved." Saying that, An Jing closed her eyes, not only weak, but also tired. "Sir, I want to sleep for a while."

"Well, go to sleep." Xiao Changyijun moved his face closer to An Jing again, and kissed An Jing's forehead extremely tenderly.

He fell asleep peacefully and reassuringly.

Xiao Changyi didn't dare to leave, so he sat by the tub, holding a cloth wrapped in crushed ice in one hand to cool An Jing's face, and supporting An Jing sitting in the tub with the other, lest An Jing slip from head to toe into the tub and drown .

When Gong Juechen woke up, he found that the pustules on his body had deflated a lot, and they were no longer fresh like pus that was about to burst. Gong Juechen was stunned for a while, not knowing what was going on, but then, he was overjoyed.

He didn't eat anything special yesterday, except for the blue flower cake given by his sister.

That is to say, it is the blue flower

There is always a way out!

Knowing that Fulanhua can cure the plague, Gong Juechen was overjoyed, and came to the palace with the Fulanhua cake he hadn't finished eating, looking for Xiao Changyi and An Jing.

But when they came to the door of the room where Xiao Changyi and An Jing lived, they were stopped by Qin Er and Qin San.

"Doctor Gong, our lord has ordered that no one is allowed to enter."

Gong Juechen immediately realized something was wrong: "What's wrong?"

Qin Er was silent, and then said honestly: "Madam is infected with the plague."

Gong Juechen was startled for a while, then he said with a smile: "I won't go in, but you hurry up and ask your master to come out, I have found a cure for the plague."