Chapter 175 Song Ruqi is scared to death

The Chengen Duke Mansion, which had been empty for more than 20 years, finally welcomed its owner. No, it is now called Chengen Duke Mansion.

The plaque of Chengen Hou Mansion in Qijin was said to be given by the emperor's handwriting. The plaque of Chengen Duke was brightly replaced by the plaque of Chengen Duke, hanging high doors, allowing pedestrians to stop and pay attention, and many people also planned whether to send gifts.

But Cheng'en Hou just returned to the small ancestral hall in the mansion to worship his ancestors and parents, and then returned to the palace, leaving only a few old servants and a few guards in the mansion.

I heard that Chengen Hou will always live in Cining Palace to accompany the Empress Dowager, study at the Imperial Academy, and will only worship and burn incense at Chengen Hou’s mansion on the first and fifteenth day of the festival until it reaches adulthood.

I also heard that Empress Dowager Wang and the Emperor Encheng Hou were allowed to live in the Song Prime Minister's Mansion, and asked Song Prime Minister for advice and study under his name.

No matter who heard of it, it all revealed that the new Chengen Marquis was very holy, including the Prime Minister of Song. Why did he say that?

The Wang clan and Zhongqin Bo Mansion, who are dear, don’t have such treatment, so where is the holy heart? It’s clear at a glance.

Zhongqin's mansion brought a lot of jokes, and invisibly, he developed a lot of jealousy towards the Song Prime Minister's Mansion, but he was helpless because his fists were harder than them and his real power was stronger than them, so he could not do it!

After hearing the rumors outside, Song Ci just took it as a fun thing and ignored it because Song Ruqi was sick.

"This is fine, why are you sick? Did Lin Qing go past?"

Madam Gong replied, "It was said that the maid woke up in the middle of the night when she heard her sleep talking and asked for water to drink. She realized that she had a fever. She informed her at that time and invited Dr. Lin overnight."

Song Ci stood up and said, "Let's go over and take a look."

Madam Gong helped her and went to Fuqu Pavilion.

At Fuqu Pavilion, Mrs. Song was furious and pointed at the calligraphy and painting people and cursed. She didn't know if the master was getting hot, and she didn't know how long it took to burn or how long it had been uncomfortable.

The calligraphy and painting people were both ashamed and afraid, but they didn't expect that, suddenly, the master couldn't get sick.

"Say, why are you sick like this? You're so crazy." Mrs. Song felt very distressed when she looked at her daughter's frowning brow.

What's wrong with this kid?

Calligraphy and painting stammered and did not dare to speak.

Did she dare say that the second lady was frightened and sick after hearing the prime minister intending to promise her to a poor family?

Who is Mrs. Song? When she looked at the expressions of calligraphy and painting, she knew that there must be something wrong. She glared at her eyes and was about to ask questions, and then she heard the report from the lady who came from outside.

Mrs. Song had no choice but to temporarily suppress the interrogation and greeted her.

Song Ci walked into the door and was greeted by Mrs. Song and asked, "Why did you even alarm your mother?"

"I heard that Erya is sick, I'll take a look." Song Ci walked into the inner room and saw Song Ruqi lying on the bed with her face flushed and the windows in the room were closed.

The wet nurse Cheng, who was standing by the bed, bowed to Song Ci and moved away from half of her body.

"Have you taken the fever yet? Have you taken the medicine?" Song Ci asked, reaching out to touch Song Ruqi's forehead, feeling the temperature in her palm, at least thirty-eight degrees.

"I took the medicine and it was originally a little bit lower, but now it's getting taller." Mrs. Song's face was full of anxiety.

Song Ci said, "This won't work. Go and get some spirits, take a cotton velvet, wipe her body and cool her down. Also, if the window is open, you can't breathe at all, and you'll be so stuffy."

Mrs. Song frowned, is this good for mother-in-law? My daughter is still open the window when she is sick. What if the cold is worse?

"Listen to the great lady!" Lin Qing walked in.
Chapter completed!