In less than a stick of incense, the sky outside was already bright, and Song Anle's condition still showed no sign of improvement. Mei Xin was standing by the bed. Apart from swaying anxiously, the chrysanthemums were helpless.

At this time, a woman's voice came from the yard, and the person who came was not very patient and said, "What's going on? I was bedridden and sick as soon as I came, it was really not worry-free."

Mei Xin and Zhan Ju saw someone coming, and they all hurriedly welcomed them out, but they all forgot the etiquette in an anxious manner, but said anxiously: "Sir, my little master is sick, please help me."

The visitor shook away the cuckoo and pulled the hand of her sleeve even more impatiently. She walked up to the bed and took a look. Song Anle's breathing faintly proved that she was still alive, so the visitor suddenly said angrily: "Isn't this dead yet? It makes people panic, and it's still a matter of morality."

"Stop your anger," Mei Xin knelt down and said, "My little master is born weak, so I really dare not neglect you. I hope you will show your compassion to save my little master."

"You also know that as the end of the year approaches, the palaces are very busy. I am afraid that my old face may not be able to invite the imperial physician who is busy. So you might as well observe for another two days. If it really doesn't work, it's not too late for me to report it."

The visitor left unkind words and turned around to leave. Seeing this, Mei Xin hurriedly rushed over and hugged the visitor's legs, and begged pitifully: "Sir, my little master is thin and I can't stand these two days. You can save my little master, even if you want two prescriptions, I'm asking you."

"You can't understand what I said?" The visitor kicked Mei Xin away and said angrily: "I really don't understand the rules."

The visitor snorted and left angrily. She thought Mei Xin was deliberately not understanding her meaning. In this real palace, if you ask for help, you have to pay corresponding rewards. If you show some sincerity, others can give you a return of almost any efficiency. This is a well-known rule, but only the people here don’t understand, so she naturally doesn’t want to help.

"Sir... Sir..." Mei Xin lay at the door, watching the visitor leave, her last glimmer of hope was also shattered, and Zhan Ju felt uneasy, but seeing Mei Xin like this, she really couldn't bear to lean over and help her up.

Hongzhu also walked over from the side. She was dejected and obviously had no better news, but Mei Xin pulled her excitedly and asked, "How about Hongzhu? Have you found the imperial doctor?"

Hongzhu didn't want to hit Mei Xin, but she didn't want to deceive her, so she shook her head low. Mei Xin was instantly knocked to the bottom of the valley again. No one knew Song Anle's physique better than her, so she was worried that before the condition swallowed her consciousness, she must control the disease, otherwise it would be another life-and-death battle.

Song Anle has a cold constitution. Since childhood, she accidentally took a drug, which caused her physical system to be confused. She occasionally had symptoms of physical deficit, but she had to use medicine to remedy it in time to be relieved. However, if she entered a state of exhaustion or coma, she was on the verge of breaking up life and death. Therefore, a doctor once advised her not to let her fall into a coma or become exhausted for no reason.

Zhan Ju held Mei Xin, who was stumbled, and comforted her again: "Sister Mei, don't be anxious first, let's think of other solutions."

Hongzhu also said, "Yes, maybe I'll get it done later."

Before Mei Xin could do anything, she could only wait with a lucky heart, so she turned back to Song Anle's room, but her deep eyebrows and eyes could not be opened flat.

Zhanju and Hongzhu also followed in, but Zhanju suddenly thought about how Song Anle could do this for no reason, so she casually said, "By the way, why did the little master suddenly do this?"

Mei Xin didn't have the heart to explain Song Anle's physical condition, so she just sat by the bed observing Song Anle's condition. However, Hongzhu had the heart to think about it and then said, "Can you be too tired yesterday?"

Zhan Ju said in disagreement: "How could it be? The little master has never been afraid of suffering. How could this little thing cause her to be tired? It is probably because someone maliciously hurt our little master."

Hongzhu stretched out her index finger and shushed her lips. She looked outside cautiously and said softly: "Don't talk nonsense."

Zhanju still said unhappily: "What's wrong? Could it be that I was wrong?"

"Okay;" Mei Xin said a little annoyed: "It's better to let the little master calm down."

Zhanju pouted her little mouth. Although she was not very happy, she still sat down on the stool beside her. Hongzhu also sat down next to her. After thinking about it for a long time, Hongzhu still didn't think about where Song Anle's sudden illness came from, so she said thoughtfully: "If someone really maliciously harmed the little master, who would that be? Besides, we just arrived here, so no one would take the risk of doing this."

"That's not necessarily true;" said Zhan Ju, confidently: "Although we have just arrived here, don't forget that this is also a place in the Xiu Girls' House. Those who have ulterior motives may come to harm the little master at any time. For example, who would be so kind to live in such a single courtyard, who would be so kind to bring us food and drink, and so much charcoal fire. It would be strange if there was no fraud."

Hongzhu thought about it, but logically speaking, although it is a bit dilapidated here, the beauties who first entered the palace would never enjoy such high-quality treatment, let alone being punished. This alone is enough to make people puzzled. In addition, someone delivers dishes late at night, which is even more unreasonable.

The more Hongzhu thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, so she said uncertainly: "You said... Could it be that there was something wrong with the meal last night?"

Zhanju's heart skipped a beat, but the excitement was immediately dispelled, "But we all ate, why are we okay?"

Hongzhushen locked her eyebrows and eyes, and had a solemn expression on her face. They had never taken anything except the meals they took together, so meals should not be a problem. Secondly, there is no reason for the source of Song Anle's disease.

The room was in silence, and the chrysanthemum sighed and suddenly thought of something. She suddenly stood up and said with a great enlightenment: "By the way, I remembered it;"

Mei Xin and Hongzhu both looked at her with anticipation, and Zhan Ju paused for a moment and said, "Master Shen."

Mei Xin and Hongzhu both looked at each other with inexplicable expressions. Mei Xin said irritably: "Zhanju, what do you have to say? You can't finish it together."

"I mean, Master Shen understands medical skills."

"Yes, why didn't I remember it?" Mei Xin seemed to see the long-lost hope. She stood up excitedly and said, "Chrysanthemum red bamboo, you take good care of the little master, I'll go and invite the little master Shen here."

"Oh~" Zhanju pulled Mei Xin back, who had already rushed out, and she said again: "I'll go, I know a path can be closer."

Mei Xin was a little worried about the carelessness of Zhanju, but seeing that she was so confident, she nodded and said, "Okay, be careful in everything."

"Don't worry, I promise to invite Master Chen safely." Zhan Ju left a confident word and hurriedly left. Mei Xin saw that she seemed to have suddenly become much calmer, and she felt much more at ease.

The monkey was beyond a shortcut. Because the road conditions were not good and it was too early, he almost never met anyone on the road. The beauties happened to be at the time of naming again, so they couldn't find her.

It is precisely because of this that it is not convenient for her to find Chen Xiaoya, so she can only wait until the name is over before she can find an opportunity to approach her. It is just that hundreds of people have to wait for at least half an hour. In addition to other things, it may take a moment, so Zhan Ju decided to sneak into the crowd and find Chen Xiaoya first.

Due to the dense crowd, Zhanju lowered her face and no one noticed her. She was also looking for Chen Xiaoya's traces at the back where Chen Xiaoya was usually located, and finally lived up to her expectations. Chen Xiaoya was still standing alone in the place she liked before her and Song Anle.

Zhan Ju was overjoyed and wanted to walk over directly, but she didn't expect that on the other side, Zhu Jiali and Zhang Jiali who framed Song Anle were the ones who framed Song Anle. In order to avoid being discovered, she had to retreat in the crowd and wait for the opportunity.

Just as time passed by bit by bit, Janju still couldn't find the right opportunity, and it was always hidden between others and would sooner or later be discovered, so she could only change positions constantly.

Zhan Ju found the opportunity. Just as Zhu Lu and Zhang Jiali were talking and laughing, she said that the stones prepared in her hand were thrown at Chen Xiaoya, but did not hit Chen Xiaoya, but fell in front of her. Although it attracted her attention, it also attracted the attention of others.

Chen Xiaoya looked around and obviously saw the cuckoo not far away. But cuckoo also discovered that Zhu Lu and Zhang Jiali also discovered herself, so she had to disappear as quickly as possible, but she could no longer avoid Zhu Lu and Zhang Jiali's sight.

Zhu Lu and Zhang Jiali looked at each other strangely, then signaled to the palace maid behind her with a look. The palace maid then understood and immediately left hurriedly.

Zhan Ju covered her chest, and didn't dare to take a breath. She kept running towards a place with few people. Suddenly, she ran into something. She screamed in panic, "Ah, I'm sorry..."

Perhaps because of guilt, Janju covered her face and quickly turned around, which avoided looking at Bai Huaqing head-on.

Bai Huaqing saw her appearance roughly in the moment when she was panicking. With her familiar voice, she was even more sure that it was a chrysanthemum, so she seemed more nervous than a chrysanthemum. It was just that the chrysanthemum's gaze turned over, giving her enough room to relieve herself.
Chapter completed!