Comprehensive film and television: Every time I dress up as a supporting role

About an incense stick's time later, the court physician who was sent by Rouze to treat Honghui out of "great mercy" came back to report to Rouze despite being sleepy.

"Fujin, the eldest prince is out of danger." The court doctor bowed, "You can rest assured and go to sleep."

With just a few words, he transformed Rouze's ill intentions into concern for the eldest prince.

Those who can work in the mansions of high-ranking officials are mostly people who are good at networking, and those who are like a piece of wood would have been squeezed out long ago.

The court doctors knew Rouze's true identity but would not expose it.

Her jade-like face twitched for a moment, and a hint of regret appeared in her eyes. She was not dead. She forced a gentle smile and said:

"I'm relieved that the eldest brother is fine. You've worked hard tonight, Jinman, here's a reward."

The maid Jinman stepped forward and handed two purses to the palace doctor.

They were the ones who worked the hardest tonight. The other doctors in the palace had already gone back, and the two of them needed to see the eldest prince, so they worked overtime for an extra stick of incense.

After receiving the generous reward, the court doctor was beaming with joy. As for why he obeyed Rou's orders, it was because of power and benefits.

Rouze is the legitimate daughter, wealthy, and generous in rewarding her servants. Yixiu is the concubine's daughter, financially weak, and naturally cannot compete with Rouze in this regard.

"Thank you, Madam. Please take a good rest. We will withdraw first."

The court doctor took them away.

Rouze sighed regretfully in her heart. Because her plan did not succeed, she felt a little unhappy. In addition, she was not feeling well during pregnancy, so she tossed and turned in bed for a long time before she could barely fall asleep.

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Yixiu had a good night's sleep.

The next morning, Yixiu specifically ordered the servants to prepare a light breakfast for Honghui. After breakfast, it was time to take the medicine.

Yixiu thought it would take some time to coax Honghui to take the medicine, but unexpectedly, Honghui was very obedient and would take the medicine when asked. Even though the medicine was extremely bitter, he would just drink it with tears in his eyes and did not throw a tantrum and refuse to take the medicine.

This made Yixiu's favorability towards Honghui increase even more. To be fair, she didn't like children who loved to throw tantrums and scream, she only liked obedient and soft little cuties, and Honghui happened to be such a little cutie.

After drinking the medicine, Yixiu stuffed a sweet and sticky candied fruit into Honghui's mouth. Honghui's eyes widened, obviously pleased by the sweetness of the candied fruit.

Honghui's big eyes like black grapes were wide open, and he puffed out one cheek as he tried hard to chew the candied fruit. Coupled with his cute chubby face, he looked so adorable.

Yixiu couldn't help herself and leaned forward to give Honghui two fierce kisses on his soft, chubby cheeks.

The kissing sounds were very loud.

Honghui drank some medicine in the middle of the night and rested for half the night. He felt much better now, but his face was still very hot. After being kissed so hard by his mother, he felt his cheeks were even hotter.

His mother used to love him, but she rarely kissed his face. This made Honghui feel shy and happy at the same time. He continued to stare with his big round eyes, like a cute baby who had lost his mind.

He blinked his eyes, then seemed to come to his senses and twisted his little body into Yixiu's arms.

It turns out that when you are sick, you will get a kiss from your mother. Honghui secretly thought that being sick didn’t seem so unbearable after all.

Yinzhen was kept in the palace by the emperor yesterday and returned home early this morning. The first thing he did was to go to Xiangxuewu in Li Rouze's house to visit Li Rouze, who was in an unwell period during her pregnancy.

Because of dancing, Rouze was already much thinner than ordinary people. She was in poor health and suffered even more when she was pregnant. She often had trouble eating or sleeping, and it was common for her to feel uncomfortable every other day. Yinzhen felt very distressed about her and would go to accompany her whenever he was free, doting on her.

Rouze served Yinzhen a piece of cake, and then in her casual chat with Yinzhen, she pretended to be worried and said:

"Your Highness, I was feeling unwell last night, so I asked the court physician to come and see me. Unfortunately, Honghui also developed a high fever, so it will take some time for the court physician to arrive. My sister loves Honghui so much, I wonder if she will blame me for this.

I feel so bad and guilty. I'm worried about Honghui, but I'm afraid to see my sister's eyes full of resentment. I... don't dare to go check on Honghui myself. Your Highness, can you go check on him for me? ..."

"Honghui is sick?"

Yinzhen's expression didn't change much. He was not a person who loved children very much. In his opinion, a son's status was determined by his mother, not a mother's.

Because all his love for Yixiu was transferred to Rouze, he began to feel indifferent towards Honghui. He still had fatherly love, but not much.

When I heard that Honghui was sick, I naturally didn't react much.

"You were not in good health to begin with. It's not your fault." Seeing his adorable wife looking so frightened and pitiful, Yinzhen felt so distressed that he didn't bother to ask what was wrong with Honghui. Instead, he hurriedly cared about Rouze.

"Are you feeling better now?"

Rouze successfully played a miserable role, cleared herself of suspicion, and gained the prince's favor. She was proud in her heart, but on the surface she was soft, weak, and understanding. She said:

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I feel much better now, and my headache isn't as bad anymore. Please go see Honghui first..."

Yinzhen said calmly, "Since Concubine Fujin hasn't sent anyone to look for me, I don't think the problem is serious. I'll stay with you for a while longer. Your pregnancy has been tough, so if you feel any discomfort, just call the palace doctor. Don't feel guilty."

"Yes, the prince treats me the best."

Rouze snuggled contentedly in Yinzhen's broad and warm embrace, with the corners of her mouth raised from an angle where he couldn't see.

Jinman, the first-class maid serving Rouze, was sent by Rouze to take care of the eldest prince early in the morning. Although Rouze wished Honghui would die, she still did a good job on the surface. Except for maliciously stopping the palace doctor, she always cared about him.

Rouze sent a hundred-year-old ginseng to the eldest prince to nourish his body.

Live up to the reputation of being generous to others.

Yixiu ordered people to store the ginseng in the warehouse.

Ginseng can indeed nourish the body, but for children, its medicinal effect is too strong. You know, ginseng can save lives at critical moments. Unless necessary, there is no need to use it to nourish a three-year-old child.

Yixiu had already decided to let Honghui focus on warming and nourishing medicinal food.

Honghui's body is weaker than that of ordinary children. I don't know if it is because Yixiu was stimulated by Rouze during her pregnancy.

However, it is not a big problem. As long as he does not do strenuous exercise and is well taken care of, Yixiu will be able to raise him to be no different from an ordinary child in a few years.

Yinzhen stayed at Rouze's place for about a whole morning, and then went to visit his eldest son at lunch time - mainly because he missed Yixiu's old duck soup.

"The prince has arrived——"

Su Peisheng's voice came, not too sharp.

In the living room of Changle Pavilion, maids carried plates and set out lunch.

When Yixiu heard the voice, she stood up, took Honghui's hand and went to the door to greet Yinzhen.

"I heard that Honghui was ill. Is he feeling better now?" Yinzhen's eyes fell on the little kid at the door.

"Your Highness, Honghui is much better now, but he still has a slight fever. I think he will be fine after taking a few more doses of medicine."

Yixiu said this with a decent smile on her face, but only she knew that she was almost annoyed to death by the man in front of her.

My son was sick but I didn’t come to visit him earlier. It was lunch time and time for dinner, so I finally came. Was I planning to check on my child while eating so as not to waste my time, or did I really want to care about my child?

Anyway, Yixiu believes it must be the former.

Not only does he have no feelings for the concubine, but he is also so cold and heartless to the child and doesn't care about the child's life or death.

Especially in the original plot, it was clearly Rouze's fault, but he never said anything about punishing Rouze or giving an explanation to the dead child. He also asked the original owner who had just experienced the pain of losing a child to serve Rouze.

If it were Yixiu herself, she would also go crazy.

However, Yixiu's madness is fundamentally different from the original owner's. She always insists on taking revenge on those who have committed sins and will not kill innocent people.

Since Yinzhen couldn't do what a husband should do, Yixiu didn't plan to keep him.

Yinzhen didn't know that Yixiu had mentally sentenced him to death. After pretending to show concern for Honghui for a few words, he naturally went to the table to prepare for dinner.

The servant took the initiative to add another set of bowls and chopsticks without saying anything.

Yinzhen looked around calmly, but was a little disappointed when he couldn't find the old duck soup.

Today's meal was also very light, which did not suit Yinzhen's preference for heavy tastes.

He was even more disappointed, but since he had already sat down, it was not easy to leave. Yinzhen had no taste for the meal and was not satisfied with it. Before he left Changle Pavilion, his heart had already drifted to Rouze.

Yixiu was too lazy to care about Yinzhen and took care of the sick Honghui by herself.

After eating, Yinzhen pretended to stay and chat for a while, then went straight to the study on the pretext of being busy with official business.

Honghui was indifferent to Ama throughout the whole process and did not show much concern.

Children of this age generally need their parents' love and affection. Yixiu's heart moved and she asked tentatively, "Why doesn't Honghui act like a spoiled child with Father anymore?"

It is unknown when Honghui stopped showing dependence on Yinzhen.

"Ama doesn't like E'niang, nor does he like Honghui. Honghui doesn't want to like Ama anymore."

Hearing the question from his dear mother, Honghui pouted and said with aggrieved expression.

"Be good, it's enough that your mother likes you."

Yixiu took the opportunity to brainwash Xiao Honghui.

Feelings are mutual. If Yinzhen doesn't love him, how can you force Honghui to love him?

This is good, Yixiu thought coldly. This way, when Yinzhen dies in the future, Honghui won’t be too sad.