But no matter who it was, little Abao just wouldn't take their milk.
He cried like this for two quarters of an hour.
He seemed tired, then he suppressed his face and gradually fell asleep.
Because of his previous experience, little Abao suddenly stopped crying, which shocked everyone again and hurriedly called Liuli to come and check on Abao.
Fortunately, little Bao was just tired and fell asleep.
This made everyone feel relieved, for fear that this family of three would really die.
Liuli listened to the Imperial Preceptor's words, turned around and said to Feng Shu and others, "Madam, you all go out and take A Bao out, otherwise you will start crying and disturb the Imperial Preceptor to save people."
"But Ah Bao?"
Feng Shu looked at Ah Bao who was sleeping in her arms distressedly.
She was really afraid that something would happen to Ah Bao.
"The poison in the young prince's body has been suppressed for the time being.
He will be fine.
If he wakes up, you know better than this slave."
Shen Borui held her shoulders and advised in a calm voice, "Let's go, don't delay the imperial master's rescue.
Lan'er can't do anything anymore, but we must keep this son-in-law and grandson no matter what."
Feng Shu also knew the priority of the matter and did not dare to stay any longer.
She led everyone out of the house and looked up at the gloomy sky, feeling endless sadness hanging over it.
She raised her head with tears in her eyes, hoping and praying deeply in her heart that as long as her son-in-law and grandson were well, she would be willing to shorten her life and be willing to trade her own life for it.
The people standing in the courtyard were all praying in their hearts, and many people were thinking like Feng Shu.
They were willing to shorten their lives as long as they could keep their father and son safe.
Time passed little by little, and there was still no movement inside.
This fell into everyone's hearts, and they felt that they were not far from the abyss of despair.
As long as they took a slight step, they would be completely desperate.
But as long as there was no movement inside, they still had a glimmer of hope.
A Bao woke up several times in the middle, and every time he woke up, he was crying every time.
He was really hungry and thirsty, so he used a small spoon to feed some milk squeezed out by the wet nurse, and then some water, and then continued to sleep, like this , which is very distressing.
I don't know how long it took, the door opened with a creak, and everyone's hearts were hanging high.
They all raised their eyes to look at Liuli who came out.
They opened their lips and then closed them again.
They are afraid to ask for fear of getting terrible answers.
Liuli was weak all over, but she still held on.
She wanted to comfort them, but she couldn't.
She just said very tiredly, "The prince has saved his life for the time being, but" The joy that had just arisen was suddenly frightened by her just words, so that she did not dare to express herself.
"I just don't know when the prince will wake up, maybe he will sleep like this forever."
Liuli closed her eyes and sighed longly in her heart.
I don’t know whether this answer is joy or sorrow, or even hope or despair.
"No matter what, we always hope that we have a good attitude."
Shen Borui could only comfort everyone in this way, and at the same time comfort himself in this way.
No matter what, you are always alive, and there is still a glimmer of hope when you are alive.
If you really die, there is really no hope.
Feng Shu was paralyzed, finally unable to bear the stimulation, she hugged A Bao and fell into Shen Borui's arms.
Seeing this, Liuli hurriedly stepped forward to check, "I'm just too sad.
Just rest.
Master, I'd better advise you, madam, otherwise you'll easily get sick
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