The mistress is not a cannon fodder, the cold prince falls in love with her every night

"Madam, Xiao Wen died yesterday."

Early in the morning, before the snow outside had stopped, Song Tao told Su Li what had happened at the farm.

The hand that was dressing her hair paused for a moment, and Su Li said lightly:

"understood."

After the master and servant finished putting on their makeup in front of the mirror, Su Li stood up and said:

"Where's the Duke?"

"Master is in the study."

"Let's go find him,"

Song Tao glanced at Su Li and sighed softly, thinking that his wife was too kind-hearted.

Sure enough, when Su Li entered the study and saw Pei Heng, she said:

"Husband, I have something to discuss with you."

Pei Heng was practicing calligraphy. Chinese New Year was just around the corner, and everyone in the family had to write Spring Festival couplets. Every year at this time, he was always busy for a long time.

Seeing that Su Li was so serious about discussing something with him, he immediately put down the brush in his hand and held Su Li's hand in his arms.

"What do you need to discuss with me? You can make the decision."

Su Li glanced at the big words he wrote.

The dragons and phoenixes are flying and dancing, and the brushwork is vigorous.

Compared to when my hands were just fine, there have been earth-shaking changes.

This stroke of calligraphy is truly worthy of Pei Heng's majestic demeanor.

After being married for so many years, the two have already developed their own way of getting along with each other.

That means speaking your mind and never keeping things in your heart.

There are no more secrets between husband and wife now.

Su Li said straight to the point:

"I'm thinking it would be lonely for my father to be alone at the farm during the New Year. Why don't we invite him to spend the New Year at home?"

After saying that, Su Li turned her head and looked at Pei Heng quietly.

Pei Heng showed emotion on his face.

He understood Su Li's meaning very well. He would bring his father into the house to celebrate the New Year, and then let his father stay to preserve the father-son relationship.

"Ari, you are always so considerate. But he did something wrong and he deserves to be punished."

Seeing that he still couldn't get over it, Su Li smiled and said:

"My dear, father's fault lies in his weak mind and his soft ears. He was deceived and deceived by the little Wen family in the past, which led to his many wrongdoings. But in the end, he has a good heart."

"He's been in Ningguta for nearly two years, and at the farm for nearly two more. All in all, he's suffered four years. Nanny Dong said he's changed a lot during his time at the farm."

"Husband, give him a chance, and give yourself a chance too. Bring dad here and spend a good New Year with him, and then let him stay if he wants. Lele and the others also need a grandpa to get close to."

"also."

Pei Heng finally nodded.

I heard that Pei Shizong has been coughing and smoking heavily since he came back from Ningguta, so it's a good time to let Mr. Fei take a look at him.

After the couple finished discussing it, they sent someone to the village to pick up the person.

News arrived from the palace that the Prince of Qin had fallen ill after returning to the palace the night before. The Queen Mother had cared for him for a day and a night, but seeing no improvement, she urgently summoned Pei Heng and Su Li to the palace, and also summoned Master Fei to treat him.

"Why is Your Highness sick?"

Su Li was extremely anxious.

She had always taken good care of Huan Ge'er, and he rarely fell ill when he was around. The worst time he fell ill was when he fell into the water while rescuing Tuan Ge'er and nearly drowned.

But as for being sick, I really haven't.

"Don't worry! Don't worry! Your Highness's health has always been taken care of by Master Fei. Master Fei will have a way."

Pei Heng quickly comforted his wife, and the two of them, accompanied by Fei Lao Ma, rushed to the palace without stopping.

In Li Ji's bedroom.

The empress dowager sat in front of the bed with a tired look on her face. She saw Li Ji lying on the bed in a daze. The imperial physician kept shaking his head and it seemed that his condition was not good.

"Queen Mother, what's going on?"

Throughout the journey, Su Li's heart was pounding, and she felt a constant sense of unease, a sense of turmoil. Although Li Ji was not close to her, he was her own child, and the thought of Huan Ge'er filled her heart.

The Queen Mother was very tired, and the nanny beside her quickly said:

"Madam Duke, Lord Duke. I heard from the people in His Royal Highness Prince Qin's palace that on the night of the Little New Year's Eve, His Royal Highness was very happy after returning from the Duke's Mansion. He sat by the window and drank alone until dawn. The next day, he caught a cold and became seriously ill."

"The imperial physician prescribed some medicine, but it didn't help. Instead, I started to have a fever. The fever-reducing medicine didn't help at all..."

Su Li looked at Li Ji lying on the bed and felt distressed.

She asked Mr. Fei,

"Mr. Fei, what's going on?"

Mr. Fei took Li Ji's pulse and examined him again, and was also amazed:

"Judging from the symptoms and pulse, it's definitely a cold. But Your Highness hasn't woken up yet, and I'm very puzzled."

The imperial physician beside him secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin is the Queen Mother and the Emperor's beloved baby. If he causes any harm to the person, he really doesn't know how to explain to the Queen Mother and the Emperor!

Now, even Mr. Fei said so, he finally escaped.

The imperial physician quickly handed over the prescription with both hands.

Mr. Fei took a look at it, picked up his pen and made some minor revisions, then asked someone to prepare the medicine according to the prescription.

"Queen Mother, please go and rest. I'll be watching over His Highness here. Don't worry."

Su Li said.

"That's good. I feel relieved to have you here with me."

The empress dowager endured a whole day and night, but she could no longer hold on and let the nanny help her to rest.

When everyone in the palace left and only his own people were left, Su Li immediately asked Mr. Fei:

"Mr. Fei, there's no one here with us now, so just tell me straight. Is His Highness really ill, or... or is he poisoned?"

The palace is not an ordinary place. Even the most virtuous person may become bad once he enters this big melting pot.

The emperor's regard for Li Ji was evident to all, both civil and military officials. Furthermore, the emperor himself had no children, so it was inevitable that some would speculate, thus harming Li Ji.

As soon as Su Li said this, Pei Heng also looked at Mr. Fei steadily.

Pei Heng guessed more about the emperor's thoughts than Su Li. According to his observation, the emperor might have already considered making Li Ji the crown prince.

If this were true, the concubines in the palace who had nothing to do all day would be the first to disagree.

There's no guarantee they won't do something stupid.

Mr. Fei shook his head and said:

"There are no signs of poisoning at the moment. If it is indeed poisoning, then the person who poisoned it is truly unfathomable."

Hearing that it was not poisoning, Su Li breathed a sigh of relief.

That night, Su Li stayed in Li Ji Palace.

Pei Heng went to the emperor.

With this worry, Su Li didn't even leave the medicine to be boiled at the Imperial Hospital. Elder Fei went to the Imperial Hospital himself to get the medicine, and then brought it all back for Song Tao to boil personally.

Su Li sat on the edge of the bed, carefully picked up Li Ji through the quilt, let him lean on her, and shouted:

"Your Highness, open your mouth and drink a little. After drinking the medicine, our illnesses will be cured."

Li Ji was skinny and had very little flesh on his body.

Thinking of the first time she saw him, how thin and stubborn he was, Su Li burst into tears with heartache.

It has been two years, and this is the closest she has ever been to Huan Ge'er.

Li Ji was drowsy from the fever. He felt someone calling him to open his mouth. He opened his mouth instinctively. The medicine was very bitter. He frowned after drinking it and whispered:

“Mom, it’s painful!!”