Hearing this, Luo Lan anxiously asked:
"Why is he feverish? Hasn't he got any more fire in the stove?"
"Yes, I added a new charcoal fire before I went to bed yesterday. He didn't get up for morning exercises this morning, so Master Yang went to call him. It turned out that he had a fever, so I came to inform you."
Luo Lan hurriedly grabbed his coat and put it on hastily. As he walked outside, he instructed Ah Hong:
"Quick, take my medicine box."
After saying that, the master and his two servants went straight to Huaiyu's room exhausted.
At this time, Huaiyu was lying on the bed in a daze.
I don’t know if he was frozen last night or scared, but now he is in a semi-comatose state.
When Luo Lan came to him, the girl had already put an ice towel on his forehead. Luo Lan sat down beside him without saying anything, took his wrist and began to take his pulse.
It turned out that Huaiyu had caught a cold, which was not serious, but his body, hands, and forehead were hot.
"Acai, bring me a cup of hot water."
After receiving the order, Ah Cai hurried to pour hot water. She took out a fever-reducing patch from the medicine box and put it on his head. She also took out some fever-reducing medicine and asked Ah Hong to rinse it.
After a while, the medicine was ready. Ah Hong whispered:
"Princess, may I feed you?"
Luo Lan shook her head. She changed her position, lifted Huaiyu's head and held it in her arms. Then she picked up the spoon in the medicine bowl and fed Huaiyu the medicine mouthful by mouthful.
After taking a bowl of medicine, she put him back down and covered him with a blanket. Then she said to Ah Cai and Ah Hong:
"You guys go down first. I'll stay here to watch over him. By the way, tell Master Yang and Mr. Huang that Huaiyu is taking a break today."
Ah Hong said with concern:
"Princess, please go and rest. I will stay here to guard you."
Luo Lan shook his head, looked at Huaiyu's pale face, and said softly with reluctance:
"Since he was little, I haven't had much time to spend with him. After entering the palace, I'm afraid I won't have much time to spend with him. Today, let me accompany him!"
The two maids knew what she was thinking, so they nodded and retreated.
Luo Lan looked at Huaiyu lying on the bed, and suddenly thought of his mother Xiaoyu and his father Leng Yun.
If Leng Yun wasn't such a wicked person, Xiaoyu wouldn't have died with him. Now, wouldn't it be wonderful if they could watch Huaiyu grow up?
Thinking of this, she let out a long sigh.
It was this sigh that woke Huaiyu up from the chaos.
He felt someone beside him, and from her sigh he could tell that the person in front of him was the mother who raised him.
He did not open his eyes, but was thinking about what happened last night.
He has always been a very thoughtful person. After returning last night, he did not sleep, but sat on the bed and thought all night.
It was not until dawn that he felt weak all over and then passed out in a daze.
He didn't know how to face this mother. He wanted to question her, but he didn't dare.
He was afraid that if they really fell out, he wouldn't even be able to get out of this door.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. It was not until he was shaking all over that Luo Lan noticed something was wrong.
She patted him and asked in a low voice,
"Huaiyu, what's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?"
Hearing the familiar and kind voice, Huaiyu finally opened his eyes. He looked at Luo Lan, pursed his lips tightly, and nodded weakly.
"Yeah, I had a nightmare. I dreamed that someone was trying to kill me."
He wanted to use these words to test the woman in front of him.
Luo Lan quickly placed her hand on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay. The fever has subsided. You might be confused because of the fever. You have been in Prince Yu's mansion the whole time. How could anyone kill you? Are you hungry? Mother asked someone to make you a bowl of porridge."
Huaiyu shook her head vigorously, bit her lip and pondered for a while, then asked in a low voice:
"Mom, I...I want to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the east of the city..."
Hearing this, Luo Lan nodded hurriedly.
"Okay, I'll ask someone to buy it right away."
"No, Mom, I want to go there myself. I heard that the sweet-scented osmanthus cake fresh out of the pot is especially delicious. I want to try it."
Luo Lan smiled and nodded, saying lovingly:
"Okay, then I'll go with you."
Huaiyu shook her head again and refused.
"No, just ask a servant to accompany me. You have many things to do, so don't worry about me."
"But...but you caught a cold, and I'm worried."
"It's fine. "
At this point, Huaiyu propped himself up and sat up. To prove that he was fine, he directly opened the quilt, got off the ground, and turned around in a circle before forcing a smile.
"I'm really fine. I just want to eat some sweet-scented osmanthus cake and go out for a walk. Please ask the two gentlemen for a leave of absence!"
Seeing Huaiyu's eagerness to go out, Luo Lan nodded in agreement.
"Okay, you're not young anymore, it's time for me to set you free. Go ahead and come back soon."
"Thank you, mother."
Huaiyu called "mother" very reluctantly.
The reason why he wanted to go out was to take the opportunity to find Wu Yuanzhang. He felt that everything Wu Yuanzhang said had come true, and perhaps he could really help him.
Soon, he followed the coachman and arrived on the streets of the capital.
He opened the curtain of the sedan chair and took a look outside, then shouted to the coachman:
"Horseman, please stop at the draper's shop ahead. I want to buy some fabric."
The coachman naturally obeyed the young master's words. The carriage soon stopped in front of the cloth shop. Huaiyu asked the coachman to wait for him outside, and he went into the cloth shop alone.
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