After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

Chapter 270 The condition worsens

Murong Feng walked towards the inner hall while speaking, and after two steps he stopped, "By the way, go heat up these meals and add an extra set of bowls and chopsticks."

Mei Hong lowered her eyebrows and said, "Yes!"

Murong Feng lifted the curtain at the door and walked into the room. Yu Qingli stared at the child's face very intently, with a look of worry on her pretty face. She didn't even notice Murong Feng coming in.

She has clear eyebrows and beautiful features, and her hair hangs softly beside her ears. Her bun is a little messy because of her busy schedule, but even so, she is still extremely graceful and has an indescribable beauty.

For the first time, Murong Feng discovered that his wife was so beautiful.

Following Yu Qingli's gaze, I saw Murong Yue sleeping very restlessly on the bed, her face flushed, her brows furrowed, as if she was in great pain, her breathing heavy, and she looked really ill.

"Qingli..."

Murong Feng called softly. Yu Qingli turned her head and saw Murong Feng coming in. She didn't say anything, but just frowned slightly. "Your Highness, you're back?"

"If I hadn't come back, I'm afraid you'd be hungry today, Qingli." Murong Feng's lips once again raised a gentle smile. He took a step forward and soothed her, "Qingli, I've asked Meihong to heat up dinner. How about eating together?"

After hearing what Murong Feng said, Yu Qingli actually felt a little hungry. She glanced at the still sleeping Murong Yue. Even if she continued to sit here, it would not help. "Well, Your Highness, haven't you had your meal yet?"

"My father had something to ask me today, so I'm a little late."

Yu Qingli only responded softly, stood up from the bed, walked out with Murong Feng, and then told Mei Hong to go in and take care of Murong Yue.

Dinner has been reheated. The dishes are very simple, with only a few light side dishes. The staple food is red bean, longan and lotus seed porridge.

The two sat down at the table and picked up their bowls and chopsticks. No one spoke. Murong Feng looked up at Yu Qingli. She ate very elegantly. Even when she was drinking porridge, she didn't make a sound. It was obviously a very ordinary scene, but it looked like a painting.

Seeing Murong Feng staring at her, Yu Qingli felt uneasy. She gracefully put down the dishes in her hands and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Murong Feng smiled lightly, reached across the table and touched Yu Qingli's cheek. Yu Qingli didn't dare to breathe, but her heart was very nervous and her heart was beating wildly. She was really worried that she would not be able to bear the anger in her heart and would drop the hot bowl of porridge on Murong Feng's head.

"Qingli, when I think about it, this seems to be the first time we've been together since we got married. I've neglected you these days. You won't be angry, right?"

Yu Qingli tried hard to calm the hatred in her heart, enduring the nausea she felt as the fingers caressed her face. She lowered her eyes and said, "How could this be? Your Highness is someone who will accomplish great things in the future. How could he be trapped by these sentimental things? Qingli knows this in her heart."

"That's good."

Murong Feng put down his hand. The smooth and soft touch made his heart itch. Since they got married, they had not yet had a formal wedding night. Today, he successfully resolved the issue of the ministers kneeling to remonstrate. His father praised him highly, and he felt particularly comfortable. Now seeing this beautiful bride, how could he not be moved.

Under the red candlelight, Yu Qingli's pretty face was exceptionally charming, and even a small movement made Murong Feng feel extremely charming.

Murong Feng stood up from the chair. Yu Qingli felt vaguely uneasy. The lust in Murong Feng's eyes made her very frightened. Could it be that this man wanted to do that kind of thing to her now?

Murong Feng stretched out his hands and put his arms around Yu Qingli's slender waist, hugging her from behind. Yu Qingli subconsciously wanted to resist, but then she remembered the current situation. If she resisted, Murong Feng might force herself on her.

After taking a long breath, Yu Qingli calmed down. Yes, the only way is to outsmart her!

"Qingli, thank you for your hard work these past few days..."

A gentle and low voice came from Yu Qingli's ears, and the warm breath lingered on her neck, making her feel an indescribable numbness. Yu Qingli was shocked. Even if she hated this man so much, her body's reaction was very honest.

How could she have forgotten that Murong Feng was a master of flirting, both in his past life and now.

People only know that Prince Yan loves beautiful women and likes to linger among flowers, but they don’t know that Murong Feng is the same. Yu Qingli vaguely remembers that after she married into the palace, she once accidentally heard someone mention Murong Feng’s previous romantic history, which was probably even more than Murong Yanhui’s. For this reason, she seemed to have had a big quarrel with Murong Feng.

However, because Murong Feng always appears to be a modest gentleman and gentle as jade in front of others, no one would associate him with the word playboy.

Yu Qingli was extremely nervous, her body was stiff and she dared not move. Murong Feng behind her couldn't help but laugh softly, thinking that she was so awkward and nervous because she was a virgin.

"Qingli, you smell so good..."

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness. Aren't you hungry? The food hasn't even been touched yet..."

"My Lord, I just want to eat you now!"

The red candlelight shone on Yu Qingli's face. Her expression at this moment could only be described as painful endurance.

Where Murong Feng couldn't see, Yu Qingli clenched her fists. She kept reminding herself not to anger Murong Feng. Based on her understanding of this man, resistance was definitely not the best solution.

"Miss, something's wrong, my face..."

Mei Hong hurried out of the room. After seeing the scene in front of her, she was so shocked that she forgot everything she wanted to say.

Mei Hong's sudden appearance made Yu Qingli very happy, but made Murong Feng very unhappy. What a lowly woman she was, she actually appeared at this time.

Yu Qingli pushed Murong Feng away without leaving a trace, "What's wrong with Murong Yue?"

Mei Hong finally suppressed her anger and resentment, and tried her best to keep her voice calm. "The child's face was covered in small red rashes, and he vomited all the medicine he had taken."

"How could this be?"

Yu Qingli returned to the room anxiously, and Murong Feng followed closely behind. Although he did not like this child, he could not let him get into trouble in his own palace.

The room was filled with an unpleasant smell, which should be Murong Yue's vomit, and some medicinal smell. What surprised Yu Qingli even more was that Murong Yue's face and body were indeed covered with red rashes, which looked very scary.

Yu Qingli was about to go forward to check, but was grabbed by Murong Feng, "Qingli, don't go over there, the rash on this child looks a bit like smallpox, it's contagious!"

As he spoke, he ordered Mei Hong, "Go get the imperial physician quickly."

Murong Yue's breathing seemed to be getting harder and harder, she kept gasping for breath. Her face was flushed, but cold sweat kept coming out of her forehead, and she looked very seriously ill.

Yu Qingli was very anxious. She didn't care about anything else and turned around and said, "I just went over to take a look. How could he have smallpox when he was fine?"

"Qingli, you can't take any risks. Besides, the imperial physician will be here soon and will determine the specific situation."

Murong Feng pulled Yu Qingli and prevented her from going forward. Yu Qingli had no choice but to look at Murong Yue lying on the hospital bed from afar.

Murong Feng suddenly spoke as if he remembered something: "Qingli, the situation is urgent. It is best to notify the young uncle as soon as possible. If anything happens to the child, we will not be held responsible."

For some reason, Yu Qingli was very disgusted with such statements. Now she just hoped that the child could get better as soon as possible. As for other things, she really hadn't thought about it.

Obviously, Murong Feng didn't think so. He felt that this was an opportunity, an opportunity to completely cut off the relationship between Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli.

Soon, the imperial physician was invited over. Seeing the red rash on Murong Yue's face, the imperial physician couldn't help but become nervous. This was one of the most taboo diseases in the palace, and once a child got smallpox, it was most likely incurable.

Thinking of this, the imperial physician didn't even take Murong Yue's pulse properly. He just hurriedly glanced at her expression and then stepped back a few steps. He bowed respectfully and said, "Your Highness, Princess, judging from the symptoms, this child seems to have smallpox..."

"smallpox?"

Yu Qingli couldn't believe it. This disease was difficult to treat, especially in a child. The chance of survival was probably very low.

Is this child going to face death at such a young age?

how come?

"Since you already know the symptoms, why don't you go and prepare the medicine!" Murong Feng's face was rarely cold. The imperial physician nodded repeatedly and quickly prescribed the medicine.

Yu Qingli's face was pale. Was such a young child really going to die from this minor illness?

Yu Qingli turned her head and saw the flowers that Murong Yue had picked for her specially placed on the low table next to her. The colorful flowers had not yet withered, but they looked particularly dazzling to Yu Qingli.

How could she have forgotten that the June chrysanthemum symbolizes separation? Could this be a hint from God to her?

Yu Qingli couldn't believe that Murong Yue, who was so lively before, was now on the verge of death.

Seeing Yu Qingli's anxious face, Murong Feng felt a little unhappy. Although it was indeed pitiful that the child suddenly contracted smallpox, he was only the adopted son of King Yan after all. What did he have to do with them?

Or does Yu Qingli really have some kind of inexplicable relationship with this child?

Murong Feng's eyes turned cold. If this was true, he would have to get rid of this child.

The imperial physician came and went quickly, and the medicine was delivered quickly. However, after feeding Murong Yue the medicine, there was still no improvement, and she vomited out all the medicine she had drunk.

Yu Qingli couldn't help but feel anxious.

A tall and straight figure hurried into the Ju'an Palace and asked nervously, "Where is Yue'er? Where is Yue'er?"

"Your Highness, please do not worry. Please follow me."