Yun Shang was so shocked that she had to lean against the door frame to support herself. She closed her eyes to suppress the surging pain in her heart. 'It was my wish to make Hua Jing happy. So I agreed to live with Hua Jing. Now, as Hua Jing is quite happy, there is no need for me to feel sad.' Yun Shang tried to console herself with all these justifications. 'I will be fine no matter what happens. I used to be a naughty girl, who rivaled with Hua Jing for everything. Now, Hua Jing is in love with my husband. I can tolerate it if Hua Jing is really happy. I will be fine with the affair between Hua Jing and my husband. Jingran is a playboy. I have known it since the first several months after our wedding. Anyway, Hua Jing is a much better choice than those dissolute women in the outside world.
What saddens me is his behavior toward Huan'er, who is, after all, his son. Huan'er has been sick for over half a month, but Jingran hadn't come to visit Huan'er.'
Yun Shang stood at the doorway for a long while. She leaned against the door until her feet became numb. Then she rallied herself to cough as usual. The talking immediately stopped. Yun Shang tried to speak as loudly as she could, "Wu Yi, ask the physician to subscribe some herbs for me. I caught a cold. Bring the medicine for me after it is boiled."
After a long time, a reluctant "yes" was heard from outside.
Yun Shang burst into tears though she had tried to hold them back with all her strength. Her tears were so hot that they almost scorched her eyes.
Yun Shang felt dizzy after taking the medicine. Fearful of communicating the cold to Huan'er, Yun Shang went straight to her chamber to rest. She felt better two hours later. She summoned for Lian Xin twice. However, it seemed Lian Xin had not yet returned as no one responded. Before going to see Huan'er, Yun Shang had to get dressed by herself.
Huan'er cheeks seemed red. The quilt, which was supposed to cover his body, was by his side. Yun Shang frowned at this sight, and pulled the quilt to cover Huan'er again. However, when she touched the boy's forehead, she was dismayed to find that Huan'er was running a temperature. Yun Shang was so shocked, she pulled her hand back in surprise. But, as soon as she regained her composure, she stretched out her hand again. Upon testing the boy's forehead, she was convinced that Huan'er was indeed feverish.
"Mother... Mother... I feel bad..." Huan'er said feebly. Yun Shang's tears ran again. Huan'er, her brave boy, had not once complained during his illness. He was an intelligent boy who would never sadden his mother because of his own suffering. However, no matter how brave Huan'er was, he could not help but moan in the midst of his fever.
Yun Shang felt a sharp pain in her heart. The day was so hot and Huan'er's fever so high, that he must feel terrible!
"Maid! Maid!" Yun Shang called hurriedly.
Wu Yi walked into the chamber in a casual manner. She frowned as soon as she smelled the heavy scent of herbs in the room. "What's wrong?"
Yun Shang raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, "Wu Yi, Huan'er is running fever. Please send for a physician for him."
While looking at the bulge under the quilt, Wu Yi said with a frown, "Princess Hua Jing and the Emperor's Son-in-Law passed by here when I was boiling herbs for Your Highness. As Princess Hua Jing felt nauseated by the smell of herbs, the Emperor's Son-in-Law ordered that no herbs should be boiled in the Palace from today on. And no physicians should be sent for as well."
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