Sleeping with the quilt on New Year's Eve
Qi Yan kept this crouched posture, but the pain in her heart became clearer and clearer.
She bit her lip tightly. The silk lining was creased with layers of folds on her chest, Qi Yan's consciousness was blurred, and finally she fainted or fell asleep.
In the dream, she returned to ten years ago, running with all her strength on the back of the fire, and the warriors who supported the plow were caught up by the iron cavalry led by Ding Yi due to the lack of people and horses, and pierced...
Buqin's desperate cry before his death echoed in his ears: "Prince, run!"
One person and one ride came to the edge of the cliff, Ding Yi stopped the team and slowly walked towards him from a distance.
With the neigh of the fire, they jumped into the turbulent Luoshui.
In the early spring, when the flood was released, the river water was so turbid that it kept choking into Agula's mouth and nose.
The sky outside was only bright, Nangong Jingnu snorted uncomfortably, and forced her sour eyes to open due to difficulty breathing.
She felt a hot body clinging to her entire back, and a burst of pressure came from her waist.
Nangong Jingnu let out a soft snort, turned her head and saw Qi Yan's forehead resting on her back shoulder, her hands tightly wrapping her waist.
"Qi Yan?"
"Cough, cough, cough." Qi Yan coughed violently, her eyes closed tightly covered with a thin layer of thin sweat on her face, her expression painful.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Qi Yan didn't answer, but the arms around Nangong Jingnv's waist were getting tighter and tighter. Nangong Jingnv frowned in pain, she used all her strength to force the arms around her waist to separate a slit, and forced herself to lie flat. Body.
Nangong Jingnu turned her head to look: the other party's face flashed with fear and despair that he had never seen before, his body trembling and his hands were waving randomly, as if trying to grab something.
Nangong Jingnu resisted her headache: "Qi Yan?"
"cough cough..."
"Running fire, running fire, save me! Cough, cough..."
Nangong Jingnu looked at Qi Yan and fluttered like she was drowning, and seemed to understand something.
She stared at Qi Yan, stretched out her hand and grabbed her waving arm, the latter's expression loosened as if she had caught a life-saving straw, and she hugged Nangong Jingnu's arm.
"Flowing fire..."
Nangong Jingnu moved her arm, but found that it was even tighter than the last time she was holding her, so she couldn't pull it out at all.
If she uses a little more strength, Qi Yan's expression will become very terrified.
Nangong Jingnv had no choice but to let Qi Yan hold her like this, and soon fell asleep again before she woke up.
In the early morning, Chuntao and Qiuju asked outside the hall several times but they did not agree. In addition, the prince-in-law and the princess slept together last night, so they knew how to order the small kitchen to warm the breakfast, so they didn't bother again.
When Nangong Jingnu woke up again, it was already three days in the sun. She felt the warm breath hit her ear, and it was a little itchy.
Turning his head, what caught his eye was Qi Yan's sleeping face, so close at hand.
It was the first time for Nangong Jingnu to look at him so closely. This person usually looks polite, but for some reason she always felt that Qi Yan's expression was not vivid enough, maybe it was because of an eye disease? His eyes were always covered with a layer of mist, making it impossible to see the bottom.
However, what Nangong Jingnu had to admit is that every time Qi Yan smiled knowingly, she would be amazed, and with those strange eyes, people couldn't take their eyes off her.
Even though she knew it wasn't a good idea to think so, Qi Yan was really more beautiful than a woman sometimes.
She also thought that when she went to Ganquan Palace to greet her on New Year's Eve, it was no wonder that the sixth brother would act lightly...
Recovering: Nangong Jingnu found Qi Yan's arm resting on her belly. With a flushed face, Jin lifted Qi Yan's wrist and threw her arm aside.
Sitting up straight, she raised her hand to press her sore neck and kneaded it. Seeing that Qi Yan was still sleeping, Nangong Jingnu frowned: This person has the habit of reading in the morning, even if he stays in bed occasionally, he won't fall asleep. So sinking.
Nangong Jingnu pushed Qi Yan's shoulder: "Qi Yan?"
…
"Come on!"
"Your Highness?"
"Come in!"
"Here."
Chuntao and Xiuju walked in with their toiletries, and saw Nangong Jingnu sitting on the bed, her underclothes covered with "suspicious" folds, they smiled knowingly and lowered their eyes.
The next moment, I heard Nangong Jingnu say: "Hurry up and tell the imperial doctor!"
Qiu Ju was shocked: "Your Highness is not feeling well?"
"It's not my palace, it's Qi Yan..."
Ding You had just eaten lunch when he saw a palace maid hurriedly walking towards him and cupped his hands: "Is my sister looking for me?"
"Ding Yuyi, Princess Zhen Zhen has an order to announce that you will go to the Princess Mansion immediately."
"Is Your Highness ill?"
"I heard that it is the concubine."
Ding You's heart thumped, and trot back to the imperial hospital, carrying the medicine box on his back and hurried out of the palace, where a carriage was already waiting outside the palace gate.
Qiu Ju hit Wan Fu: "Ding Yu doctor."
"What happened to the concubine? What symptoms?"
"Yesterday was fine. His Highness Shicai called his servant and Chuntao in, and found that the concubine was unconscious."
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Nangong Jingnu took the warm wet cloth on Qi Yan's head and handed it to Chuntao, took the wet cloth handed over by the other party, first touched Qi Yan's forehead, and started with a hot hand: "Why hasn't the imperial doctor come yet?"
Chuntao replied, "Don't be in a hurry, Your Highness, Qiu Ju has already gone to invite her, and it is estimated that she will be here soon."
Nangong Jingnu put the wet cloth on Qi Yan's forehead and whispered, "Well, why is it sick again?"
She recalled carefully: nothing special happened yesterday. I vaguely remember that the sixth brother came to toast, and she clearly drank it for him...
Although he didn't know why he slept on his bed, this quilt was made of southern Fujian silk, which was extremely warm and shouldn't catch a cold.
Chuntao wanted to say, could it be that he was too tired to carry His Highness back last night? After thinking about it: Your Highness is light, but after walking for a few hours, a big man will not be tired and sick, right
Qiu Ju reported outside the hall: "Your Highness, Royal Doctor Ding is here."
"Please."
"Ding You from the Royal Hospital sees His Highness Zhen Zhen."
"No ceremony, come and see what happened to the concubine?"
"Yes."
Ding You knelt down beside the bed, took out the pulse pillow and put it under Qi Yan's wrist, and cut the pulse.
The pulse was erratic and weak, Ding You knew it in his heart, but he couldn't say it directly.
In fact, Ding You didn't lie about Qi Yan's physical condition, her physique is indeed very poor.
If the person who rescued Qi Yan was not the owner of his own family, Qi Yan would surely die if he replaced him.
Even if the master's medical skills are unparalleled in the world, it took an unknown amount of talent to save people. It can be said that Qi Yan was snatched back by the master from the hand of Lord Yan.
Back then, Ding You didn't understand why the master insisted on saving such a dead man, but now he finally understands: the master is far-sighted, maybe when he saw the totem on Qi Yan's chest, he had already arranged everything, right
Who in this world would risk their lives to overthrow the Wei Kingdom? Only Qi Yan, who has the same experience as the master...
Qi Yan bowed to the master at the age of nine. At that time, he could not even speak a complete Wei language, let alone talk about etiquette.
It took only five years until she stepped out of the Valley of No Name for the first time at the age of fourteen: her words and deeds were no different from those of the Wei people, and later she passed the test among the students who were studying hard in the cold window, and won the "two yuan and one flower" award. title.
If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Ding You would never have believed it.
The hardships in this process, even Ding You, an "outsider", will feel distressed for Qi Yan every time he thinks of it.
The two of them grew up together, and the owner of the house was only amazed at Qi Yan's "rapid progress" but turned a blind eye to the process of hard work.
Maybe only the two of them know: Qiyan Agula is not extremely smart, everything she has today is accumulated with sweat and time.
In five years, Qi Yan has never slept a whole night, even a hard worker can't stand it!
But the master didn't care about this. When Qi Yan was ill, she poured a powerful medicine to ensure that Qi Yan could "recover as before" in three or five days. Knowing how cruel and inhumane the master has done to Qiyan!
She is burning Qi Yan's life! In exchange for Qi Yan's temporary "health", in the owner's heart, Qi Yan is just a tool for her revenge...
Fortunately, he improved his medical skills later, and secretly modified the master's prescription when he was prescribing medicine for Qi Yan.
Right now, what Qi Yan needs most is to rest, maintain a regular schedule and diet, and don't think about worrying things. Taking advantage of his youth to recuperate for three or five years, he might still be able to enjoy an ordinary life.
At present, it is completely impossible. She is a person who is heavy-hearted and not good at relief. Marrying the princess as a woman must be like walking on thin ice.
Ding You knelt down beside the bed with his head bowed, his fingers trembling slightly on Qi Yan's pulse. The inner strength of this nineteen-year-old body is like a rotten old tree, already riddled with holes.
Nangong Jingnv saw that the imperial doctor did not say a word, her heart hung up unconsciously, and even her breathing slowed down.
"The Imperial Physician?"
"Ah, here I am."
"How about him... What is the disease?"
Ding You sorted out his thoughts, but couldn't help but let out a long sigh, so he had to use the princess's words and help her make up a cause.
"Dare to ask Your Highness, did the concubine suddenly fall ill?"
"Well, the palace banquet was fine yesterday, but I was unconscious this morning."
"Then... How was the concubine's meal last night? What did you do? The doctor pays attention to 'seeing, hearing, asking, and knowing' when looking at a doctor. The concubine's illness is in a hurry, and Wei Chen needs to know the concubine's recent diet and situation to judge."
"The meals are the same as those used in this palace, and the wine has never been touched. The side..."
She turned her head to look at Qiu Ju Chuntao and asked, "What happened when you came out of the palace banquet yesterday?" Nangong Jingnu was too drunk to remember.
Qiu Ju gave a great blessing and bowed her head and replied: "After coming out of the palace banquet last night, the concubine and His Highness took a sedan chair to the palace gate and changed to a carriage. Your Highness..."
"What happened to this palace?"
"His Highness thought the carriage was bumpy, so the concubine suggested walking. His Highness was too drunk and the road was unstable. The concubine offered to carry His Highness back to the palace."
Nangong Jingnu was speechless in astonishment. She tried to recall her memory, but her memory was very vague. She only vaguely remembered that she and Qi Yan had spoken a lot, but she couldn't remember the content.