Mo Xuetong's illness was so severe that her whole body had a fever that night and she was completely confused.
She has always been in poor health. It was because of her poor health that she stayed in Yuncheng. At that time, she was also ill and could not afford to get pregnant. Later, she recovered a little in the Qin Mansion and her physique was a bit weaker than the average person. How could she withstand it? In this late autumn and early winter weather, she soaked in cold water. After a few maids hurriedly changed her clothes and lay down, she fell into a trance and lost consciousness.
I just feel that my whole body is hot, like a fish that has been roasted on the stove. Even though I am groggy, I still feel that I am dying of discomfort, as if I am suffocated by the barbecue. I can't even breathe. I don't know what to do. After a while, a cool air penetrated from her forehead, and her burning body slowly regained some consciousness. She subconsciously called out softly: "Water, water."
Immediately someone came over and helped her up. The cold water slid into her burning throat, like a clear spring, which instantly made her feel like she was out of death. She opened her eyes slightly and couldn't see clearly the face of the person in front of her. Everything was shaking and I couldn't see clearly. The man's face seemed familiar, but my chaotic brain couldn't remember who it was.
The man gently put down her body, wiped her forehead, and checked her body temperature. She subconsciously felt annoyed, reached out and impatiently pushed the hand on her forehead, pursed her lips, muttered something, and turned her head. , closed his eyes weakly, and fell into a deep sleep again.
This time she fell into a deep sleep that was not as uncomfortable as before, but the man tripped her over again. She was stubborn and turned inside out, and then she just hugged the pillow and tried harder, but in the end her strength Still too weak, she was dragged so hard and rolled onto the outer bed. Something rolled down her throat. She subconsciously opened her mouth and drank a few more water.
After falling on the bed again, no one bothered her this time.
He slept until three o'clock in the morning before Mo Xuetong opened his eyes with great effort.
"Miss, are you awake? You are really awake!" The voice next to her crying with joy was immediately known to be Mo Yu's.
Taking a sip of the water Mo Yu brought over, Mo Xuetong asked hoarsely: "When is it?"
"It's only been one night, and it's noon now. I prayed for Madam in the morning. I'll wait for the time in the afternoon and I'll go over again." Mo Lan's half-choked voice came from the side. How could she not know that the lady was doing it for her? Having just hid in the water tank, Mo Ye could only take one person with him, and the young lady was afraid that her injuries would worsen.
"Mo Lan... don't cry, go, send a message back to the house... He said that I am too sick to get out of bed, and I can't even pray for my mother..." Mo Xuetong closed her eyes, recuperated, and leaned on half-supported Her Mo Ye said softly.
"Miss?"
"Go." Mo Xuetong did not open her eyes, her long eyelashes covered her pale and blood-stained face, like a porcelain doll, fragile as if it would break if touched, but the strength in her weak voice, There is no room for objection.
"Yes, I will ask Shuang Ye to deliver the message." Mo Yu stamped her feet, turned around and walked out.
"Come back!" Mo Xuetong opened his eyes suddenly. Those eyes were so clear that they were completely unlike a patient who had just woken up.
Mo Yu's outstretched foot was hanging at the door, and she turned back to look at Mo Xuetong in confusion.
"Let Qiuling go... Shuangye stays..." A faint smile flashed across Mo Xuetong's chapped lips. If Shuangye didn't stay, the next play wouldn't be possible.
Seeing that Mo Xuetong was weak but in good spirits, Mo Lan knew that the young lady had a plan in mind and hurriedly signaled Mo Yu to obey and pass on the message.
Mofu
Mo Xuemin copied "The Female Ring" very quickly and had finished copying it all by this morning. In order to show that she had not slept all night, she deliberately went to Mo Huawen's study as soon as she finished copying.
Mo Huawen is dealing with public cases in the study. Although his rank is not high, he is the Emperor of the Emperor, and he was appointed by Emperor Zongwen when he was still in residence. Therefore, he is trusted by Emperor Zongwen. Recently, he has been hinting at promotion. Some The senior officials of the first and second grades were all very polite to him.
What he was given to deal with were all truly useful official documents, not chores for the purpose of confusing the descendants of nobles who had no real power.
"Father." While he was worrying about the official document, he heard a gentle and timid voice at the door, "Can my daughter come in?"
He looked up and saw Mo Xuemin appearing at the door. This eldest daughter, who had always made him the most proud, had done a few stupid things recently. He heard about what happened at the city gate later, before he could ask what happened at that time. , it happened again that Sima Lingyun was brought into his sister's inner courtyard.
Is this all unintentional? Tong'er's piano score was left behind by Luo Xia. Apart from Aunt Fang, who else knew about it. Who else would spread the word? How could Sima Lingyun know
Seeing Mo Huawen reciting without saying a word, Mo Xuemin bowed down at the door with a look of shame on his face, but he never stepped into the study door. He said sadly without saying anything: "Father, this is all Min'er's fault." It's my mistake, I shouldn't have told Fourth Sister that Third Sister had the music score that day, and I don't know when Fourth Sister told the prince again, causing damage to Third Sister's reputation, it's really Min'er's fault."
"Did you tell Qiong'er?" Mo Huawen asked in a deep voice.
"Father, if you don't believe me, you can ask Fourth Sister. My maid and Fourth Sister's maid are both here. When the two of them were chatting, they just talked about it, but unexpectedly it caused such a disaster. Father, he is all sensitive. It's your fault, please ask father to punish Min'er again." As he spoke, he held the copy of "The Female Ring" high above his head.
Judging from the sincerity of her words, her face was so haggard, there were bloodshot eyes between her eyes, and she was copying so fast, I knew she must have stayed up late again. Thinking of how well-behaved and sensible she was, and how kind and generous she was, the house was full of people. Her servants often praised her, so it should be impossible for her to do such a thing as frame her sister-in-law.
"Come in." His face softened slightly and he nodded.
"Yes, father!" Mo Xuemin gently helped Mo Jin stand up, her body tilted slightly when she stood up, and she almost couldn't stand.
"What's wrong?" Mo Huawen asked.
"Father, it's nothing, I may be a little tired." Mo Xuemin said with a pale face, holding Mo Jin's hand into the study room, and met Mo Huawen again.
Mo Huawen looked at his eldest daughter who was so observant. The doubts in his heart slowly receded. He put down the official document in his hand and asked, "What's the matter with Min'er here?"
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"Firstly, I wanted to ask my father to see the "Girl's Ring" I copied; secondly, I really couldn't worry about my third sister. The third sister went to pray for my mother on my behalf. I was afraid that the third sister would not know anything when she first arrived, so I wanted to ask my father for me to go and welcome the third sister. My sister is back, so I can take care of you if anything happens." A gentle smile appeared on Mo Xuemin's face, and she looked at Mo Huawen sincerely.
She completely looked like a good sister who was born to be ignorant, and the last trace of doubt in Mo Huawen's heart turned into smoke.
"Don't worry. Although Tong'er is young, he is also sensible and nothing will happen to him." Mo Huawendao comforted her softly.
"No, my daughter still wants to go, and she can also pray for her mother. The prayer was requested by Min'er in front of the Buddha. If she doesn't go, it would be disrespectful to the Buddha. Now the third sister is here, and the daughter and the third sister are together in front of the mother. Mother will definitely like the scent of fragrance." Mo Xuetong said with deep affection.
Looking at such a sensible eldest daughter and thinking of his late wife Luo Xia, Mo Huawen felt inexplicably sad.
"Sir, it's not good. The third lady fell ill in Bao'en Temple and sent someone to deliver a message that she won't be able to come back today." The boy ran in from outside to report.
Tong'er is sick? Mo Huawen stood up suddenly. Of course he knew that Mo Xuetong had been in poor health, but he never expected that he would fall ill just two days after going up the mountain.
"Father, Min'er needs to leave now. Third sister is alone in the mountain and has no one to take care of her. How about Min'er taking care of her?" Mo Xuemin's eyes showed a hint of pride. Judging from the time, Mo Xuetong was She had already met with Sima Lingyun, and when someone caught her having a tryst with Sima Lingyun at night, Mo Xuetong couldn't defend herself even if she had no one in her family.
She must be thinking of countermeasures on the mountain at this time. She must go up the mountain before Mo Xuetong can figure out a way. By then, even if she wanted to hide the matter between Mo Xuetong and Sima Lingyun, she would not be able to hide it. This was her purpose in going up the mountain. .
"Okay!" Mo Huawen agreed readily this time, which made Mo Xuemin's eyes filled with resentment.
The car was already at the back door, waiting for Mo Huawen to agree to leave.
"Miss, do you still have that maid with you?" Mo Jin asked Mo Xuemin in a low voice as he helped Mo Xuemin get on the carriage, pointing to a little maid standing by the door with her head lowered.
"Is it the little maid who delivered the letter?"
"Yes, she only said that the third lady came back very late last night, and then it seemed as if something big happened in the main room. There was the sound of someone crying, and then there was a rush. She and another maid sent by Aunt Fang were taken away In the wing room, even the door was locked. I didn’t know what happened specifically. Only the light in the third lady’s room was on all night. This morning, the maid next to the third lady told her that the third lady was sick. Ask her to come to the mansion to report." Mo Jin knew that Mo Xuemin was going to ask these questions, so he asked them clearly in private.
"Trash, you can't even understand such a little thing, so just let her stay here." Mo Xuemin waved her hand impatiently, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.
The carriage sped away, leaving only the little maid named Qiuling standing there blankly.
It took Mo Xuemin two hours to rush to Baoen Temple outside the city. She hurriedly got off the carriage and hurried in. She also bumped into a man on the way. Fortunately, Mo Jin reacted quickly and blocked her. Before he fell to the ground, the man apologized repeatedly. At this time, Mo Xuemin's mind was entirely on Mo Xuetong, and she didn't care about being angry with her. Without even looking at the man, she helped Mo Jin to the guest house of the temple.
"How's it going? Did you succeed?" After Mo Xuemin walked away, a young man with a frivolous face walked out from behind the big tree on the roadside.
"How could I fail if I take action?" The person who bumped into Mo Xuemin was a somewhat wretched man. He picked up a sachet in his hand, shook it twice in his hand, and said proudly.
"Okay, bring it quickly." The frivolous man stretched out his hand and was about to take it.
The sachet swung back and returned to the hands of the wretched man, "As agreed, we will pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. Twenty taels of silver, no less."
"Don't worry, who can't live without you? Here, twenty taels, give it to me quickly." The frivolous young man impatiently took out a silver coin from the bottom of his sleeve and handed it over, and then pulled the sachet back smoothly.
When the wretched man got the money, he smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his face. He nodded and bowed: "Thank you very much, I will take care of you if I still have this kind of business."
"roll!"
"Yes, little one, get out of here right now. Which girl will I fall in love with next time? Just call me little one." The wretched man's face smiled like a flower. He turned around and quickly flashed past the shadow wall of the temple, disappearing in the blink of an eye. silhouette.
The frivolous young man put the sachet in his arms, then turned around and followed Mo Xuemin's path to the temple. (To be continued)