Chapter 561 Strange Disease

That night, after Zhang Chuchu went to Di Mansion, the news that Miss Di was suffering from a strange disease came from the Di Mansion. With the deliberate publicity of some people who were interested, such as Liu Yi, some servants from Di Mansion, and Duke Yi and Duke Lu, the news was like a pair of white wings growing. It took a day's time to fly, and there were not many people in the entire Chang'an City.

The Di family produced an ugly woman, and she was extremely ugly.

His face was black and his hair was clean. It was said that his scalp, ears, and neck were all purple-black. There were also some places where there were sneering. No matter day or night, it looked very scary. The two children of the Di family were scared and cried by their elder sister. The Di family is now searching for doctors and miracle doctors for treatment. However, since a doctor in the palace was unable to see that night, some idle men rarely dared to come to the door again. Even though Di Zhixun, the minister of the Secretariat, gave a very attractive medical fee.

"Master, you said, why did a pretty big girl suddenly get such a strange disease? Zhizhi is in her youth now, and it is the time to get married. She suddenly... How could she bear it? In the future..." Weiyu's tears flowed. From yesterday to now, Dilu's tears have never stopped. Although Zhizhi's girl has always been naughty and willful, and she is often disobedient to her, a mother, and after all, it is her own flesh and blood. Seeing that she turned into this strange appearance overnight, and she has always locked herself in the house and refused to see anyone. How could she not worry about being a mother?

"Madam, don't worry, isn't you already hiring a doctor for your husband?" Di Zhixun persuaded softly, but his own brows were still locked and unable to open. Seeing his beloved baby daughter, his face turned black and purple little by little, and his hair fell off one after another. Di Zhixun, the father, was also very uncomfortable and distressed, and he wanted to invite all the famous doctors and doctors from the Tang Dynasty to the mansion to see their daughter.

"What are the uses of those doctors in the martial arts world? They are all talking nonsense. I wish our Zhizhi could not get better," Thinking of those doctors who shook their heads and sighed, Dilu felt anxious again, and looked at their master and asked, "Master, can't you invite more imperial physicians to come and see Zhizhi? The doctor Zhang yesterday was just a doctor who had left the Imperial Hospital. How could he count what he said? He had no choice but to say that other imperial physicians would have the right to find, Master!"

"A few more people do you think the imperial physician is, the kind of young doctor listed in the pharmacy, or the traveling doctors who walk around? Can anyone invite him?" Di Zhixun shook his head and sighed. He also wanted to invite more imperial physicians to come back to diagnose his daughter. He also knew that the imperial physician's medical skills would be hundreds of times better than those local doctors. But, as the same thing, can anyone invite the old men in the Imperial Hospital? Slowly speaking, he is just a small minister of the Secretariat, like Duke Qi and Duke Yi, who are serious officials of the country. If they are sick and injured, they will be difficult to invite the imperial physician into the mansion in one sentence.

"But, what should we do? We can't just watch Zhizhi become sick. She has become like this in the past night. What will happen in the future?" As he said that, Dilu whimpered softly again: "Even if we don't say this, Zhizhi will never see anyone again. She locked herself in the house all day long, and even if she hired a doctor, she would throw her out of the door. I'm worried that this girl would think about it in the house and do something to commit suicide..."

The more I thought about it, the more I became scared. A hint of horror appeared in the eyes of Dilu, and I couldn't help but look up at their master.

"It's okay to have Di Chun guarding outside the door," Di Zhixun comforted softly: "That girl Zhizhi, who is the husband, knows best as a father. Although she is naughty and willful, she is still a perseverant and resilient. She is not the kind of child who can't stand setbacks and easily loses her. She can't accept it for the time being. She will never commit suicide and ignore her parents and brothers."

"Yeah," Dilu nodded repeatedly. Listening to her husband's guidance, her concerns in her heart slowed down a little, but the tears in her eyes were still uncontrollable and she was still flowing.

"Master, it's time for morning court, and the carriage is ready. I'm waiting outside the mansion." While he was speaking, the manager of the family came in to report. Before he knew it, it was dawn. The master was about to go to court early.

"Madam is at home first," he waved his hand to the manager and sent him off. Di Zhixun patted his wife's little hand and said softly: "For the husband, I will go to the palace to ask the emperor for help, and ask more imperial physicians to come back to diagnose Zhizhi."

Although it is a bit unethical and somewhat suspicious of transcendence, Di Zhixun is also ready to take his time for his precious daughter. When he reaches his age and becomes his position, Di Zhixun takes family affection more seriously.

"Master, don't be too embarrassed. If there is no way, we can only blame our Zhizhi for being miserable..." Dilu knew the links. On the one hand, he was worried about something unexpected happening to his daughter, and on the other hand, he was worried about something that their master would make. It was difficult.

"Madam, don't worry, these are your own sensibility for your husband." After patting his wife's little hand, Di Zhixun resolutely stood up and left the hall door.

"Oh, Xiaoju, come with me to see the lady." He got up and sent the master out of the mansion. Seeing that the skylight outside had begun to brighten, Dilu said softly to Xiaoju, the little maid behind him, and then turned to the back house, where Dizhizhi was in the boudoir.

"Why? Why did it become like this?" In the boudoir, Di Zhizhi also looked at herself in the mirror with disbelief, her face was purple and black, and her hair fell off. In just a few hours, she completely turned into something different, ugly, extremely ugly. Looking at the images in the mirror, Di Zhizhi felt scared and unbelievable.

"Didn't it mean that it will only make the skin darker, why can even hair fall off? Could it be that Sister Zhang is deliberately lying to me?"

Holding a bunch of hair that had just fallen off, Di Zhizhi began to feel a little panicked. It would be fine if she took off her hair, but if things were not as good as Sister Zhang said, her appearance could not recover in a month, what should she do then?

"No, Sister Zhang won't lie to me. Maybe it's because Sister Zhang doesn't know the effect of the 'Black Bodhisattva'." Di Zhizhi shook her head slightly, trying her best to convince herself. Sister Zhang has no reason to deceive herself. Sister Zhang is also doing it for her own good. In a month, she will definitely return to her original appearance and her hair will grow out bit by bit.

Although she has not known Zhang Chuchu for a long time, Di Zhizhi has already treated Sister Zhang as her own sister, trusting her. She is so gentle and kind, and she loves her in normal times. She doesn't believe that Sister Zhang will harm her. If this matter was done by Liu Yifan without a ghast, she might believe it.

"Zhizhi, it's my mother here," while thinking, Dilu's voice came from outside the door: "You open the door and let my mother in. I stew some white porridge for you and eat some first."

"don't want..."

Hearing the sound inside, Dilu felt relieved, patted the door lightly, and said to it: "Your father has just gone to the palace and is willing to ask the emperor to give me kindness. I will come to the mansion to see you. The Imperial Doctor will arrive later. Your strange disease must be cured soon. Don't worry, my son..."

"Why does the 'black Bodhisattva' still cause hair loss, husband?" Zhang Chuchu, who has been paying close attention to the news of Di's mansion, asked Liu Yi in confusion: "Why haven't you heard your husband mention it before?"

"There is such a small side effect, it doesn't matter. I probably forgot about my husband yesterday," said Liu Yi's mouth began to slowly curl up, pretending to be confused with his wife.

"Husband~!" Zhang Chuchu looked at his husband with a angrily voice, and said in a tender voice: "How can you say that your body, hair, skin, and parents are taught to you. Also, I didn't tell my sister Zhizhi last night. Now, I don't know how to blame me in my heart?"

Zhang Chuchu couldn't help but feel a little worried. Although it was only one month, it would be fine if he had become ugly. Even his hair was gone. He didn't know that his sister Zhizhi might be able to bear it. Thinking of it, Zhang Chuchu couldn't help but give her a blank look. Until now, he still has time to gloat here, hum!

"Don't worry, my wife, this state has not lasted for a long time, only for one month," Liu Yiuan disregarded. She sipped the tea and said softly to her wife: "After suffering for a month, she can get a lifetime of good marriage. She will not suffer any loss in this business. She will not be able to thank her in the future. How can she blame her again?"

"However, this little girl was too anxious," Liu Yiuan said in confusion: "It's not a single thing about her horoscope. Why did she swallow the 'Black Bodhisattva' that night? Isn't this asking for trouble?"

"It's not that little girl who thinks it's fun and doesn't believe it very much, so she thought about trying it first," said Zhang Chuchu, adding some tea to her husband. "Who ever thought that it actually has the effect of hair loss."

"Also," turned his head to look at his husband, and Zhang Chuchu continued, "I don't know who it is, but he is so quick-talking. What happened last night was spread throughout the Great Wall this morning. Now, I'm going to pull someone on the street. I'm afraid that I'll hear about the embarrassment of the Di family. Sister Zhizhi is also famous."

"Isn't this just right?" Liu Yi said softly, "The sooner the news comes out, the more the reputation of Miss Di, the more likely it will be between her and Brother Luo in the future. This is a good thing for both of them."

"Hope," Zhang Chuchu nodded gently and said, "But now, I still have to go to Di's mansion first. If you don't explain these words to Sister Zhizhi, she will be unable to live in peace these two days."

Putting his heart in his heart and being in a different place, Zhang Chuchu understood Di Zhizhi's current mood very well, suspicious, afraid, and puzzled. If he didn't tell her what he said today and relieved her concerns and doubts, this little girl would probably not even sleep well.

"It's okay if you go and have a look," Liu Yiuan did not stop him, nodding his head slightly, with a smile on his face: "I'll have to go to my godmother's place later. You must first explain this to my godmother and Brother Luo and others, so as not to have any misunderstandings in the future."

In fact, Liu Yiu did not have much confidence in Luo Tong. After all, there are not many men in this world who don’t care whether his wife’s appearance is ugly or not. Luo Tong is not like the kind of person who only values ​​heart, virtue, spiritual beauty, etc., but not appearance. If he didn’t know and let him live against a black charcoal head every day, God knows whether he would run away early?

"Well, it's time to greet my godmother and the others in advance, so as not to be anxious." Zhang Chuchu echoed, thought of something, and then spoke softly to Liu Yiuan: "It's just that Master Di and Mrs. Di and the others are unaware of the situation, and they really have to worry about Sister Zhizhi for a while."

"Only in this way, the play can be realistic enough and people will believe it," Liu Yi said: "If Mrs. Di and the others know in advance, their moods will be different, and some things will change their tastes when they are done. Some flaws will inevitably be revealed. Then someone will see the clues. Wouldn't this guilt of the eldest lady of the Di family be in vain?"

"Anyway, this kind of thing is not the first time, so you don't have to worry." Speaking of this, Liu Yiu couldn't help but remember that Di Zhizhi pretended to be injured and deceived people at the beginning of the year and escaped from the master's sect. Compared to her serious injury last time, this time she had only had a strange disease, which was not worth worrying.

"What? Your daughter has a strange disease and looks ugly overnight?"

Tai Chi Palace, after the morning court, Li Shimin was feeling unhappy because he had to go up to Qin Engong and his party. Now, when he heard Di Zhixun's words, the anger suppressed in his heart suddenly burst out. He looked at Di Zhixun and Li Shimin laughed coldly: "Okay, very good, it's really time to get sick, it's just right. Don't worry, even if you don't mention it, I will send the imperial physicians to you. I also want to know what kind of disease Ling Yuan has?! You will go to the Imperial Physicians Department Ling Ren Bingcheng, and he will take the Imperial Physicians from the Imperial Physicians Department with you to come back to your house. After the diagnosis and treatment, let Ren Bingcheng come back to report to me!"

"Yes... it's the emperor, I thanked the emperor!" While seeking the imperial physician's treatment, Di Zhixun was also panicked. He did not expect that such a thing would happen in the court today. A group of old generals knelt down and begged the emperor to pardon Luo Tong's guilt, and unfortunately, he also involved his daughter Zhizhi. No wonder the emperor was furious. At this point, even he himself couldn't help but wonder whether they had already agreed on Zhizhi's illness beforehand, otherwise how could such a coincidence be?

But his daughter's illness was seen with his own eyes. The speed of the illness and the consequences of the illness were not as simple as acting. He had no choice but to believe it. After all, the hair that my daughter fell off last night fell down and was extremely bleak. It was definitely not fake. It was something that could not be done by acting.

He looked up at the emperor and saw that the emperor was staring slightly. Looking at him, Di Zhixun's neck shrank and a chill suddenly appeared on his body. The emperor was really angry at this moment.

No one likes to be fooled by others, let alone the emperor, the 95th Lord. He was tactful and bowed to Li Shimin. Di Zhixun hurriedly bent down and took a leave, and went to the Imperial Medical Office according to the order. No matter what, his daughter is really sick now, and she is quite sick. This Imperial Medical Office is indispensable.

"Father, why did you get so angry?" In the study, when you saw your father throwing the brush you learned in his hand on the inkstone, and ink splashed all over the table, Yu Zhang stopped his work and brought the cup of hot tea that he had just brewed to Li Shimin. Looking at the words written by his father on the table, he was restless and not as thick and distant as before, he spoke softly and asked: "But are you still worried about the matter of Duke Yi and others this morning?"

"It was your mother who asked you to come here," Yan took the tea bowl, and Li Shimin glanced at Yu Zhang with a doting look, his anger on his face slowed down, and he asked her softly.

"Yeah," without denying, Yu Zhang nodded gently, raised his hand to wipe off the ink scattered on the table, carefully placed the brush, and then held one of Li Shimin's arm with both hands and said softly: "My mother said that her father should be a little unhappy now, so she came over and took Ru'er to take a look."

He pulled Li Shimin to sit on the chair next to the table, Yu Zhang obediently raised his hand and gently kneaded and beat the father's shoulders, and served carefully.

"Among many children, you are the most considerate," Li Shimin gently closed his eyes and his mood gradually calmed down.

"It is my son who is lucky. Compared to my sisters and brothers next to me, I can always be with my father. It is because my father loves me very much." After hearing my father's praise, Princess Yuzhang showed a faint smile on her face, and she spoke softly, and said to her father.

"Haha, my heart and no intention, my father knows it in his heart." After smiling, Li Shimin shook his head and said nothing, picked up the tea bowl and sipped it, savoring the bitterness and sweetness of the tea when it was in his mouth.

"Did you leave the palace in the morning?" Li Shimin opened his eyes and spoke softly and asked his daughter.

"Yeah," said a low voice, Yu Zhang said in a low voice: "I heard that Sister Zhizhi is sick, so my son wanted to go over and take a look, and my mother agreed."

"Zhizhi?" Li Shimin looked back at Yu Zhang and said, "But that little girl from Di's mansion, the wife that Duke Yi Guo wanted to tell Luo Tong about?"

"Yes, Father," Li Ru said, "Last year, Erchen and Xier lived in Fengjie Di Mansion. They also met Sister Zhizhi at that time. Although they met for a short time, they were like sisters. When they heard that she was sick, Erchen was very worried about her."

"What's the result?" Li Shimin asked softly according to his daughter's words.

"I don't know," unexpectedly, Yu Zhang replied: "In Di Mansion, Erchen did not see his sister Zhizhi. She locked herself in the house, refused to go out, nor did she see anyone. Except for the imperial physicians in the Imperial Physicians' Office, no one saw him. After Erchen arrived, he was just outside the house and heard a burst of crying."

"Oh? Is it really sick?" Li Shimin felt a little excited and asked, "What do the imperial physicians say, why until now, none of Ren Bingcheng and others have returned to me, come and repay me?"

"The Ren family ordered them to discuss countermeasures in Di's mansion," Li Ru replied in a gentle voice: "It is said that they have never encountered such a disease before, and it is difficult to find a good cure. When the sons came back, they still did not make any progress. I don't know if I can survive this time. I heard from the servants in Di's mansion that Sister Zhizhi's hair fell out overnight, and her whole face was covered with a layer of purple, which looked scary. Now Sister Zhizhi's heart must be very uncomfortable."

As she said that, Yu Zhang's mood also became a little depressed. Today in Di's mansion, she felt uncomfortable just by listening to Di Zhizhi's sad cry in the room. She knew that Sister Zhizhi didn't want to see people now, so she didn't stay there for too long, so she would not be able to see the faces of an acquaintance. Sister Zhizhi would be even more sad.

"Well," Li Shimin nodded and pondered for a while, his mood was obviously much better than before. Knowing that those people were not colluding with him, the wise king's irritability and unpleasantness disappeared a lot.

"Actually, I can feel that my father had already forgiven Brother Luo in my heart," Li Ru said carefully, "Since that's the case, why didn't my father agree to Duke Yi and his request. Four years later, Brother Luo was already over the age of twentieth. If he didn't marry, the Luo family would be really out of the way. My son knew that my father would not want to see this situation."

"Your daughter's family should not care too much about this kind of thing," Li Shimin raised his eyebrows slightly, but he did not exclaim any anger. His tone of speaking was not very sharp.

"Yes, Father!" After responding, Yu Zhang knew that now, in his heart, he had already made some conspiracy. Her purpose for her here has been achieved, so she stopped talking and continued to concentrate on tapping and massage her shoulders.

"Is Zhao'er good these days?" Li Shimin, who was rarely idle, squinted his eyes and started chatting with Yu Zhang softly.

"Thank you, Hongfu, Xiao Zhaoer has always been good, and can eat and sleep. In just a few days, she seems to have grown up and become much heavier," said Yu Zhang's face with a gentle voice: "The only bad thing is that it is a little noisy, and she often cries in the middle of the night, which makes the emperor's sister-in-law and the prince's brother and others often cannot sleep. But even so, the emperor's sister-in-law is reluctant to hand him over to the nurse's service, and she has always been so tired that she wants to keep him by her side."

"Well, kid, there is no reason not to make noise or make trouble, haha, but this girl Wu Mei is not bad!" Li Shimin nodded slowly and exclaimed, obviously very satisfied with the princess Wu Mei. He turned his head to look at his daughter and asked softly: "Is her body already so good now? Are she still lying on the couch every day?"

"I have been recuperating for a few days and have been much better. I can still walk around the garden in my spare time." Feeling a little sad with my hands, Yu Zhang couldn't help but slow down his movements and replied in a soft voice: "Doctor Ren said that in a few days, the emperor's wife's body will be adjusted as usual and will be fine."

"Well, that's good. The Crown Princess's family is not around. She will inevitably feel lonely when she is free. If you have time, you can go over and spend a while..."

"Yes, my father, in fact, even if I don't say it, my son will go to the East Palace to be my sister-in-law and I like to play with Xiao Zhaoer..."

"The kindness of the brothers and brothers is as good as the sky. Whether the matter is successful or not, the younger sister is intimate. The woman has no choice but to thank her for her. "I have to bow to her here!" Looking at Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin, and Yuchi Jingde and his group, Luo Qi, who was just able to walk, had tears in his eyes and was about to bow to them.

Since Luo Shixin died in Luoshui City, the only one who could rely on the orphans and widows of the Luo Mansion was willing to lend a helping hand to them in times of crisis.

"What are you doing with brother and sister?" Qin Qiong was busy yelling Jin and shook his eyes, signaling him to help Luo Qi up. Xusheng said to Luo Qi: "Brother Luo is not here, brother and sister are my family members, how can we watch Brother Luo's lineage and lose the incense?"

"The second brother is right. This matter has been delayed for four years, and we feel so guilty. Where can we put our faces like this?" Except for Qin Qiong's body-failing and difficult to stand up, Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong both stood up together, avoiding their own way, and instructed the girl Chunxiang behind the old lady to help the old lady up and sit down.

"Why don't you see Nephew Tong beside you? Are you not in the mansion?" After Luo Qi sat down, Qin Qiong opened his voice and asked Luo Qi.

"Tong'er," Luo Qi raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, saying, "I heard that Zhizhi's girl is sick. Tong's son rushed to Di's mansion in the morning. He has not come back yet. I have just gone to look for Luo Xiang. Alas, I don't know what happened to Zhizhi's girl now?"

"Is this matter not the arrangement of my brother and sister?" Seeing Luo Qi's expression, he was very worried, and it didn't seem to be a fraud. Qin Qiong asked Old Mrs. Luo in surprise and unexpectedly.

"Arrangement? What arrangement? Is Zhizhi's illness fake?" Wiping away the tears from his face, Luo Qi turned his head to look at Brother Qin, feeling a little confused about the meaning of the words.

"Well?"

Seeing that Luo Qi had not figured out the joints, Qin and Cheng looked at each other and didn't know how to answer. They couldn't tell the old lady that her son would be able to be with an ugly girl in this life, right?

At this time, the manager Luo Qi walked out of the hall in small steps, and after greeting Qin Qiong and others, he whispered to their old lady: "Report to the old lady, the young lady outside the door has arrived and is waiting in the courtyard."

"Yifan? Why is he here at this time? Is he the only one?" Luo Qi asked in confusion. I remember that I heard yesterday that they seemed to be visiting the lady of the Sang family today. How could they be here now?

"Miss is not here, only the aunt and the young master." Luo Qi bowed and replied.

"Yeah," he nodded slightly, looked at the people in the hall, and Luo Qi waved his hand and ordered: "Let him come in first."
To be continued...