Although Mingzhu Pavilion was the courtyard where the original owner lived before he left the palace, Concubine Su was in poor health. The original owner lived in the side hall of Wuxia Hall for most of the time. After the original owner got married, no one lived here for a long time.

Fortunately, after taking medicine for a few days, Jiyue's health was already well. She was familiar with the palace and quickly cleaned up Mingzhu Pavilion with her perilla and purple grass. What was missing in the yard was also allowed to be purchased in the warehouse.

The three of them walked into the small flower hall next to the bedroom, where there was an ice basin, and the ice cream was filled with fresh fruits and lily mung bean soup.

When Zicao saw that the princess, the prince and His Highness Chun came back, she brought tea and some snacks.

Mingruo took the iced mung bean soup and poured himself a cup. Just as he was about to drink it, Si Haochen grabbed his wrist.

"I don't need lunch today, so I don't have any raw or cold foods." Today I was busy traveling, so everyone made some lunch with snacks.

The climate in Nanrong is hot, and Mingruo will eat some iced drinks, shaved ice, and ice cream in the afternoon. Si Haochen basically doesn't care about her, and sometimes she will take her to eat together.

"Uh..." Does my boyfriend pay more attention to health than his old Chinese doctor?

"Drink some hot drinks when you are thirsty, be good." Si Haochen poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Ming Ruo.

"Puff." I feel like my boyfriend is like a heart-wrenching old father.

"What are you laughing at?" Si Haochen raised his eyebrows inexplicably.

"Well, you won't want to know." Mingruo waved his hand quickly.

"I want to know." Why did his princess smile like a little hen that only stole a fox? What? It should be a little fox that stole a chicken? It's normal for a fox to steal a chicken, there's no need to be happy.

"I think...you look like my father!" Mingruo spread his hands.

"Ahem." Si Haochen was a little suspicious of life. Does he look that old?

Si Haochen subconsciously touched his face. The little princess had previously said the terrifying theory of "three years and one generation gap". After calculating the age difference between himself and the little girl, the two "generation gap" can't be fought. Now, is it okay to grow one generation after another?

"Cough cough cough." The black sesame dumplings are like Xiao Jiuer's father, and then... Yan Zhaobai suddenly felt that he was offended and said he was a majestic brother-in-law!

Seeing the two handsome men glaring at him, Mingruo felt that he was already merciless. After all, neither in the previous life nor in this life, Dad had taken care of her. If she was not allowed to eat ice cream, she would have stomachache, only grandpa had done this...

However, Mingruo suddenly made a lot of money. If his father really favored the original owner's mother so much, why would he be deserted to the original owner? Whether it was the original owner who returned to the palace to live in a short time or Emperor Wen went to the palace to see the original owner's daughter, he would ignore it.

Before, Mingruo didn't know that Emperor Wen loved Concubine Su so much, so he didn't think anything about it. Now that he thought, he even wrote the blank imperial edict casually, but didn't look at the original owner at first glance. This was very strange.

Could it be that he blamed the original owner for the weak constitution of Concubine Su's body because she was pregnant and could not use severe medicine to detoxify?

The original owner used to live in this palace. She didn't know how Emperor Wen treated other children: "Fifth brother, which prince or princess does the father prefer?"

Mingruo's question stumped Yan Zhaobai. Their father treated his children with a fair share. Even if he had no "preferential treatment" for the two legitimate princesses and one legitimate princesses produced by the queen, it did not exist. He was indifferent to everyone.

"No." Yan Zhaobai shook his head, "If you have to say that he loves someone, I believe everyone will say it's you."

"Ha?" I'm so sorry, neither the original owner nor Ming Ruo felt this "deep as the sea" fatherly love.

"The only title given to you by the Father is special. Moreover, you are not given by the queen, but you are a first-class princess. The other princesses are all enthroned according to their mother's rank, and the title is also selected from the name, or directly used the name as the title.

Originally, I thought that my father would act like this because of his marriage with Donghuan. But Yan Mingyu did not receive special treatment when she got married to Donghuan." Yan Zhaobai's words were definitely reasonable and well-founded.

"Oh." Mingruo still felt a little strange.

"Why do you want to ask these?" Yan Zhaobai thought carefully and said, "Actually, I remember that when I was a child, my father liked my second brother and me very much, and often guided us to practice calligraphy and martial arts."

Mingruo told Yan Zhaobai that his father gave his mother a blank imperial edict as a birthday gift. Mingruo smiled and joked: "Does the fifth brother want to be the prince? If you want to write it to you if you want it."

"Do you think the prince is very glorious?" Now, several brothers are all adults, and the father is still in full swing. Being the prince will only be the target of public criticism. He thought life was too peaceful and wanted to cause trouble for himself, so he became the prince.

"Hehe." Mingruo smiled without comment.

"By the way, how is the mother's health?" Yan Zhaobai also knew that Xiao Jiuer had avoided this issue just now, which meant that the situation should not be very good.

"My mother took medicine all year round, which has hurt her heart. Now she can only use milder medicine to slowly recuperate." When talking about Concubine Su's condition, Mingruo also felt a headache.

"Speak whatever medicinal materials are needed, and I'll order people to search for it for my brother." If even Xiao Jiuer had no better way, I'm afraid those imperial physicians would be even more useless.

"Okay." Mingruo nodded.

"For brother to go back and change his clothes, you can prepare it. We will have dinner with my mother later." Although, this black sesame dumpling is not very pleasing to the eye. However, when the mother saw that Xiao Jiuer had a husband to rely on, she would be more relieved.

"good."

Yan Zhaobai lived in the palace for several years when he was a child, and he kept the Xuesong Pavilion where he lived. Every time he returned to Beijing, he would come back to stay for a few days.

After Yan Zhaobai left, Si Haochen picked up Mingruo and sat on his lap: "You have something to worry about."

"My mother's condition is very difficult." Ming Ruo put his little head on Si Haochen's shoulder, and he was weak, unlike Yan Zhaobai's pretending to be relaxed when he was there.

Because of his mother's death, Si Haochen could fully understand the little girl's mood at this time. The feeling of watching her closest relative's life pass by little, but being powerless is both sad and frustrated.

He gently stroked Mingruo's back: "Just do your best."

"Yes." Ming Ruo buried his face in Si Haochen's neck and responded muffled.

As a doctor, Mingruo has seen too many separations of life and death, but he has actually taken it a lot less. However, when facing people related to him, he will still be even more sad. Perhaps, these sadness comes more from the body itself, but it is indeed borne by Mingruo.
Chapter completed!