I traveled through time and space and became the favorite of Her Royal Highness the Princess

Although her sister looks a little smaller and uglier now, she doesn't mind.

She is so beautiful, and her younger sister will definitely become more beautiful if she plays with her more. Su Moyan is very confident of this.

Su's father and mother didn't know what their eldest child was thinking, and they were still trying to persuade him:

"Then how about we use Yuan Qi as our sister's nickname?"

"Not good!" Su Moyan shook her head decisively.

When Mommy was pregnant with my sister, she said she wanted to give her a companion. Since the child is mine, of course I have to name it myself.

And she had already chosen a nickname for her sister.

"My sister's nickname is Yuanyuan." Su Moyan said seriously.

"why?"

Facing the puzzled looks of her parents, Su Moyan replied proudly:

"I want to raise my sister to be plump!"

Their parents wanted to struggle, but they couldn't persuade their daughters, so they had to agree in the end.

As for the name Yuanqi, it was Su Moyan who asked her parents to change it when Fang Yuanqi was five years old.

Because little Yuanqi, who was in kindergarten, came back from school crying and looking for her sister, saying that her classmates all called her Xiaoqi, and that their teacher's dog was also called Xiaoqi...

Then Su Moyan thought carefully and changed "Qi" to "Qi".

Of course Fang Yuanqi didn't know all this. It was Su Moyan who told her this story when she grew up.

Thinking of her sister, Fang Yuanqi sniffed and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Not only would her sister tell her stories at night, she would also pick her up from school whenever she had time, and even take her with her when she had a fight...

Woo woo woo... She wanted to eat the snow meringue that her sister bought.

Mu Lingshuang had just washed her hands after applying the medicine when her wife burst into tears.

"Baby, what's wrong? Does your foot hurt?" Mu Lingshuang casually shook off the water droplets on his hands, hugged his wife in his arms, and coaxed her softly.

Fang Yuanqi tried to hold back, but couldn't help crying while hugging Mu Lingshuang:

"Wuwuwu...Sister, I want to go home. I miss you."

A flash of heartache flashed across Mu Lingshuang's eyes, but was quickly replaced by panic:

"Don't you want your sister anymore? Please don't abandon your sister, okay?"

Fang Yuanqi sobbed, shook her head, and said sadly:

"Sister, you forgot, I can't go back, wuwuwu..."

At the end, Fang Yuanqi couldn't hold back and burst into tears again.

Mu Lingshuang just hugged his wife and coaxed her softly. Faced with something that was beyond her understanding, she was powerless.

Just looking at his wife's miserable expression, Mu Lingshuang made a decision silently in his heart:

If my wife really has the chance to go back in the future...

Mu Lingshuang's eyes flashed. It would be great if he could take her with him.

Ugh……

Mu Lingshuang sighed silently in his heart, patted his wife's back, and coaxed her patiently...

Fang Yuanqi was immersed in the sorrow of not being able to go home and see her sister, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

I cried until I fell asleep, but I was still sobbing softly in my sleep...

There was still thunder outside the window, and the wind was blowing so hard that the small tree in front of the door was bent and its arms were broken...

The rain was getting heavier...falling on the roof and eaves, making a dripping sound.

Mu Lingshuang carefully smoothed his wife's frown as she slept soundly, lay down beside her, held her in his arms, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Late at night, the thunder gradually subsided, and the rain also subsided...

Gradually, it seemed that the sounds of thunder and rain disappeared.

The air after the rain is especially fresh, and the occasional sound of raindrops dripping from the eaves is the best lullaby. This is when people are most likely to fall into a deep sleep...

But Mu Lingshuang, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened her eyes... The little girl seemed to feel a little hot.

Mu Lingshuang reached out and touched Fang Yuanqi's forehead, then shouted out in panic:

"Someone! Call the court doctor!"

"Yes!" A response came from outside, followed by two hurried footsteps.

One of them went out, probably to call the family doctor, and the other one walked into the house carefully and lit the candles in the room.

Mu Lingshuang used the dim candlelight to see that the little girl's face was pale without a trace of blood, but her body was very hot, and she immediately panicked.

"Yuan Qi? Yuan Qi?" Mu Lingshuang called out anxiously, but the person on the bed still had their eyes tightly closed, without making any movement...

The maid in the room prepared a handkerchief soaked in warm water as quickly as possible. Just as she handed it to her master, Jiang Wan'er also entered the room accompanied by Qin Feng.

Without bothering to greet her, Jiang Wan'er quickly stepped forward to check on Fang Yuanqi's condition. She originally thought it was just a simple cold, but judging from his pulse, it seemed to be more than that.

Jiang Wan'er's brows gradually furrowed. She carefully observed the breathing and pulse of the prince consort, and found that the prince consort, who had always been carefree, actually had symptoms of depression. What was going on?

The prince consort seemed quite optimistic before, and she had not thought about this aspect when taking his pulse before. Now it seems that she really neglected it.

The long-term depression, coupled with the cold, made her body very weak.

Moreover, his pulse showed that before falling asleep, the prince consort's mood must have experienced drastic fluctuations, which undoubtedly made his condition even worse.

Jiang Wan'er took a deep breath, took out the silver needles she carried with her, and quickly pricked Fang Yuanqi's acupuncture points several times to prevent her from having a sudden convulsion due to the high fever.

Seeing her stop what she was doing, Mu Lingshuang spoke anxiously:

"How is Yuan Qi?"

"The Prince Consort has been depressed for a long time, and occasionally caught a cold. Coupled with the drastic fluctuations in his mood, this is why he suddenly developed a high fever."

As Jiang Wan'er spoke, she quickly wrote out the prescription on the table beside her. While ordering people to boil the medicine, she took out a few silver needles and started to prick Fang Yuanqi.

Only when Fang Yuanqi's face regained its color did he breathe a sigh of relief and said:

"After the prince consort drinks the medicine, his temperature will drop, but I'm afraid the condition will recur."

"Is there any good solution?" Mu Lingshuang asked, but her eyes were fixed on the sleeping person without blinking. She was trembling with heartache and wished that she was the one who was sick.

Jiang Wan'er shook her head and said nothing. Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. She didn't know what her husband was thinking, so she didn't know where to start!

Mu Lingshuang waved her hand, signaling everyone to leave. She sat beside the bed, her eyes never leaving the person on the bed, her beautiful eyes full of pity.

It’s her fault. She should have been more careful last night...at least she should have asked the court doctor to take a look.

When Mu Lingshuang thought of what Jiang Wan'er said about the depression in her heart, a trace of regret flashed in her eyes.

She should have thought of it earlier. How could the little girl not miss home when she was alone in this strange place?

It's all her fault for not discovering it in time...

Now she just hopes that the little girl can get better soon after taking the medicine.

However, before the medicine was ready, the person on the bed started talking nonsense...

"Sister, I miss you so much..."

Then came another puzzling sentence:

"Mom and Dad, why don't you go to work?"

"Sister, sister, my wife! Mu Lingshuang..."

"I want my sister!"

Fang Yuanqi's voice was full of longing, as if he had found the person he wanted to see in his dream.

But no matter how Mu Lingshuang responded, the person on the bed never responded, as if he was just talking nonsense mechanically.

But the attachment and joy in her tone made Mu Lingshuang inexplicably panic.

She didn't know what the little girl dreamed about, but she was afraid that she didn't exist in that dream.