The sickly son died young? After the marriage exchange, I will bring prosperity to his entire clan f

Lord Wen didn't know how to face these things. He thought the emperor was dead, but it turned out the emperor was not dead, and was even taken out of the palace by an insignificant person.

At least in the eyes of the people in the capital, no one would take Ling Silang, a minor official of the sixth rank, seriously, nor would anyone take the wife of a minor official of the sixth rank seriously.

These two people are really daring to cause trouble.

They managed to steal the emperor out of the palace, and despite the palace's tight security, they actually succeeded.

Where is the Emperor?

"In the west wing, in a little while... Father, once you go in, don't come out. Come out again tomorrow morning."

"Alright, I understand." After saying that, Lord Wen complained about Du Mingxian again, "Even if you were faking it, you should have had someone inform me. You really scared me to death."

"Yes, yes, it's our fault."

"Alright, you should lie down properly. I'm afraid you'll have to pretend to be sick for a few more days. I'm going to see the Emperor now."

"it is good."

Lord Wen was helped by Ling Silang to see the Emperor. After watching Lord Wen enter the room, Ling Silang called Qiu Shu over and said, "Take good care of the Lord tonight."

"Yes."

"Tell Dongmo to send a message to the Wen residence that Lord Wen will not be returning home tonight."

"Yes."

After making the arrangements, Ling Silang watched as the lights in the main room came on and heard extremely low voices coming from inside. Only then did he quietly return to his room. When he met Du Mingxian's gaze, they both smiled helplessly.

Du Mingxian stepped forward and pulled Ling Silang into the space, "Oh my, the play is finally over. You have no idea, I was really afraid that I didn't act well enough."

"You're probably not afraid of not acting well, but rather that the imperial physician will discover the medicine I'm preparing."

Du Mingxian would never admit that she was genuinely worried that the medicine Ling Silang prescribed might have problems and that the imperial physician would find out. "How could that be? I absolutely trust you, my husband."

"Then let me see where you believe me." Ling Silang stepped forward, pulled Du Mingxian into the room and onto the bed, pinning her down and starting to undress her.

Du Mingxian reluctantly complied with Ling Silang's wish.

Both of them are busy, and sometimes they fall asleep the moment their heads hit the pillow, so they don't have time to play around.

Perhaps it's because the Emperor has woken up today, and Lord Wen has come again, which means the Emperor has made contact with the outside world again. They no longer need to handle the remaining matters, so the burden on my shoulders has been lightened. Thinking about this makes me happy.

When I'm happy, I want to relax and let off some steam.

The two didn't dare to stay up too late and went to bed early to rest and recharge, as they still had things to do later.

Ling Silang got up very early in the morning. Du Mingxian was running in the space. She was a patient and couldn't leave her room, but she couldn't just lie in bed either, so she still needed to move around.

Today, Lord Wen and Ling Silang set off together. After leaving the house, the Wen family's carriage was already waiting outside, and the two of them got into the carriage together.

Lord Wen whispered to Ling Silang, "I'll arrange for a doctor to come over later. We'll explain that he can cure Xian's illness with a folk remedy. He can make her a little weaker, but she can't stay sick forever. It would be hard to explain how she got better later."

"Yes."

Lord Wen talked with the Emperor until very late that night, and it was the first time he had shared a bed with the Emperor... He didn't dare to get into bed, and just made do on a stool for the night. He was also a little mentally exhausted, and he needed to rest well now.

Ling Silang knew he hadn't rested well, so he didn't go up to ask him.

At home, Ling Silang had prepared the medicine early in the morning. Du Mingxian called Xia Yu into the room and said, "Cook this medicine and send it to Master Huang in the main room."

"Yes."

Xia Yu took the medicine and left with utmost seriousness; she couldn't afford any problems with the medicine while it was in her hands.

As soon as Xia Yu left, Madam Zhou came in carrying An'an. Seeing that Du Mingxian looked well, she knew that she was alright. "You scared us yesterday."

They were terrified when Ling Silang suddenly said he was sick. If he hadn't told them beforehand that he was alright, they would have been scared to death.

"It's alright, Second Sister-in-law, don't worry."

"How can I not worry? I can't live a single day without you."

Du Mingxian kept laughing, took An'an from Xiao Zhoushi's arms and kissed her. An'an snuggled in Du Mingxian's arms for a while before trying to get down and walk on her own.

The little guy can now say some simple words and walk, and he doesn't want to be carried.

An'an was playing on the side, while Du Mingxian and Xiao Zhoushi were chatting in the room.

"I saw that Master Wen left this morning. Does he know the Master Huang who lives in our house?"

"We know each other, we're friends, so let them talk."

Madam Zhou became enthusiastic, "Since he is Lord Wen's friend, we must treat him well. I will cook some delicious food for lunch."

"Second sister-in-law, Master Huang is not in good health and needs to be nourished. Ordinary food is really not enough. However, you can make some nourishing soup for him. You may need to make it for the next few days."

“What’s so difficult about that? Anyway, the restaurant business is already settled. Whether I go or not doesn’t really matter. Your second brother wants to open another restaurant in the capital, but the location is hard to find, so we’ll just give up for now.”

“I’ve been free lately, so I’ve been cooking at home every day, which isn’t a big deal. You know my sister-in-law loves to cook.”

Du Mingxian knew that Xiao Zhou was serious about what she said, "Okay, then thank you, Second Sister-in-law."

"Why are you being so polite with your sister-in-law? I'll go make some soup first and let it simmer before I come over to talk to you."

"it is good."

After Mrs. Zhou left, little An'an stayed, so Du Mingxian played with her son.

At noon, the Emperor ate the soup made by Xiao Zhou Shi, which impressed him. He felt that the Ling family was really amazing. The soup made by an ordinary woman was no less than that made by the imperial chefs in the palace, and even tasted better.

Over the next few days, Lady Zhou prepared different soups for the Emperor each time, and they were all delicious. After the Emperor's health improved, Lady Zhou also prepared some easily digestible foods for him.

Du Mingxian spends all her time in her room, and sometimes she goes directly into her spatial dimension. If it weren't for the spatial dimension, she would have gone crazy long ago if she were kept cooped up in her room.

For six days at a time, Lord Wen would come almost every day.

On the seventh day, Lord Wen came with a doctor to take Du Mingxian's pulse.

Du Mingxian knew nothing. When she saw Lord Wen say that a doctor should take her pulse, she was startled. "Father, then I'll take some medicine."

"No need, this person is trustworthy. Let him come in and go through the motions."

"Is this okay?"

"Okay, you can sit down."

Soon the doctor came in. Du Mingxian felt a little embarrassed seeing that the doctor was carrying a medicine box. Lord Wen said, "Take a look at her."

The doctor stepped forward to take Du Mingxian's pulse and found that she was fine. However, he was also worried because she was capable of killing several cows.

"Your folk remedy can cure her illness; you're not needed for anything else."

The doctor immediately understood, "Yes, yes."

Lord Wen sat and chatted with Du Mingxian for a while before letting the doctor leave.

"You can go out into the yard for some fresh air starting tomorrow."