When he arrived at the eldest prince's bedroom, he saw his son lying on the bed, his face as pale as paper, and he looked like he would not live long.
She burst into tears of terror.
"Qin Yu, why are you like this? Don't scare Mother..."
She lay on the eldest prince and cried her heart out.
"Mother... cough cough cough..."
The eldest prince coughed continuously due to her light hitting.
"Qin Yu, Qin Yu, are you awake?" Concubine Lan hurriedly helped him up and handed him a glass of water.
"You were fine yesterday, why are you so sick all of a sudden?"
"And what about those children in the mansion?"
The eldest prince moistened his throat and said, "It's just a small matter, I will take care of it..."
After sending Concubine Lan away with a few words, the eldest prince lay down exhausted after listening to the noise outside.
He has always been in good health, so how come his illness came on so suddenly this time?
"Someone come."
The eunuch in charge pushed the door open when he heard the sound.
"Send someone to find Taoist Cheng."
"Those kids must be dealt with tonight!"
His weak tone was soft and powerless.
The eunuch in charge took the order and left.
As soon as I closed the door, I heard a sound...
"Soldiers, charge! Kill the enemy!"
Rong Chaoxi held up a paper sword and commanded the army of children to attack the guards who blocked the road.
Led by Rong Chaoxi, the guards did not dare to act rashly and allowed the thick paper swords in the children's hands to hit them.
The steward felt a headache throbbing.
How on earth did I offend this little ancestor?!
…
The next day.
The same noise woke up everyone in the prince's mansion.
The eldest prince opened his bloodshot eyes and stared at the ceiling of the bed with a look of despair.
My condition seems to have worsened today. I can't speak and my whole body hurts even when I move.
Hearing that the group of children were still making trouble in the mansion without any harm, it even became difficult to breathe.
After the imperial physician came and took the patient's pulse, he only found out that it was common typhoid fever and nothing else.
I should be feeling better after taking two doses of medicine yesterday.
Why is it getting worse?
I have to increase the dosage and see how things go tomorrow.
After taking the medicine, the eldest prince fell asleep.
outside the house.
Rong Chaoxi waved to the cute little plague god on the roof.
"Thank you!"
The little fellow thanked the big gray ball in a milky voice.
The big gray ball shook its round body twice, as if to say, "You're welcome."
…
After lunch, Rong Chaoxi felt that such a life was very boring.
Suddenly a good idea came to my mind.
He moved small tables and chairs and set up a small stall on the busy street opposite the prince's palace.
"Huang Banxianer?" A passerby couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Little Princess, isn't your last name Rong?"
Rong Chaoxi pinched his beard and looked at passersby with a puzzled look.
"I am not Rong Chaoxi, I am Huang Banxianer, a fortune teller with great magical powers."
Passersby looked at her speechlessly as she glued the fake beard that had fallen off back on with her saliva.
Rong Chaoxi coughed twice, cleared his throat like an adult, and began to look at the faces of passers-by seriously.
"I see your forehead is black and your head is covered with dark clouds. In half an hour, you will step in dog shit, kick your toe, and then fall into the slop bucket."
"Give me money and I'll get rid of the disaster for you." The little guy stretched out his little arms.
The passerby snorted and stood up to leave. "Why don't you be a good princess? Now you come out to learn how to cheat people out of money."
Seeing that someone dared to look down on him, he said to the little dog that appeared out of nowhere, "Go and give him a pile of poop."
The passerby bought a bag of preserved fruits from the stall next door, and after taking a few steps, he actually stepped on dog poop.
He raised his foot and swung it twice in disgust, but accidentally kicked the stone pillar. He stepped back while holding his foot and screaming in pain.
With a clang, he successfully sat in the泔水袋 at the entrance of the alley.
The few people next door who heard Rong Chaoxi's fortune-telling opened their mouths in shock.
…
When the eunuch in charge of the prince's mansion saw that Rong Chaoxi was not at home, he quickly sent people to drive the other children out of the mansion.
He hung up the words "No Guests Received" and then closed the door tightly.
"Huh... the little ancestor finally went out."
It's strange to say, I wanted to take advantage of them being scattered and deal with them one by one, but no matter how many people I sent, they always evaded me when I was about to catch them.
Some of their own people were bruised and battered.
Fortunately, no accidents occurred when they were driven out of the house.
In the evening, Rong Chaoxi returned home with the roast chicken he bought with the money he earned that day.
But the door of the mansion was closed, and the children were huddled in the corner, their eyes filled with confusion about their future.
Rong Chaoxi was so angry that his nose became crooked.
She walked up the stairs angrily and slammed the door.
"Kind uncle, don't hide in there and keep silent. I know you are at home."
"If you have the ability to be a good person, then you have the ability to open the door..."
"Open the door, open the door, open the door, open the door, open the door..."
The little guy shouted out the feeling, slapping and shouting slowly and rhythmically.
Calling other friends to shout too.
For a moment, the whole street was filled with the rhythmic singing of children.
"Open the door, open the door, open the door, open the door, open the door..."
The shouting became louder and louder, becoming deafening.
Everyone in the Prince's Mansion covered their ears and looked up at the sky in pain.
"How long will they keep shouting..."
"Can God please help me..."
The sick body should have rested, but the eldest prince, who was lying in bed, was disturbed by the noise and his body, which had just recovered, began to hurt again.
He couldn't stand the damn devil's voice anymore and yelled outside,
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