Knowing that King Yue had gone down the mountain and left, Mu Yunyao felt more lost at the same time, but also a little more worried. The porridge on the New Year's Day just caught up with the heavy snow. I don't know if there was something wrong with the porridge. Left in a hurry.
Until noon, finally a guard came to report back, saying that the snow on the way down the mountain had been cleared, and you could ask the eldest son of Yide to take the initiative to return to the palace.
In order to ensure safety, I walked very slowly along the way until it was almost dark before entering Kyoto. After wandering around in the carriage for so long, Mu Yunyao leaned on Su Qing's shoulder and felt a terrible tightness in her chest.
Su Qing caressed her hair distressedly: "Yao'er can be patient for a while, we will be able to go home soon."
Mu Yunyao nodded, couldn't help sneezing, her eyes were red: "Mother, I don't feel very well."
Su Qing reached out and touched Mu Yunyao's forehead. After realizing that it was hot, he immediately became anxious and ordered someone to find a doctor.
Princess Yide was about to return to the Princess Mansion, and when she heard the movement here, she hurriedly sent Mammy Qu to inquire. After learning that Mu Yunyao had contracted the cold, she immediately sent someone to ask an imperial doctor.
Mu Yunyao's wind chill was raging, and she was burned into a daze in a short while. She leaned on Su Qing's body and felt hot in her heart, but her body trembled slightly.
Princess Yide watched from the side, and took a handkerchief to help her wipe the cold sweat on her forehead: "It didn't go well in the morning, why did you suddenly catch a cold, and it's so serious?"
Mu Yunyao opened her eyes in a daze, rubbed gently in Princess Yide's arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "Grandma, don't worry, I have a minor illness and I will get better soon."
Seeing her like this, Princess Yide was very distressed: "Yao'er, stop talking, the imperial doctor will come soon, you close your eyes and sleep for a while."
Mu Yunyao nodded obediently, closed her eyes and fell asleep in a daze.
When she woke up again, the candle was already lit in the room, Su Qing was sitting on the side, and when she heard her movement, she quickly turned to look over: "Yao'er woke up just in time, the medicine has just been boiled, hurry up and drink it again. sleep."
Mu Yunyao was helped to sit up, she felt dizzy when she moved a little, her ears were buzzing, as if many mosquitoes were calling: "Mother, it's so late, why haven't you gone to bed yet? Let others Just watch me."
"You kid doesn't get sick easily, and when you get sick, it becomes very serious. Mother can't sleep when she goes back. It's better to guard your peace of mind here. Originally, your grandmother also wanted to guard you, but she was really tired from seeing her. It was so bad, I persuaded her to go back and rest."
"Well, I'm already awake. I'll be fine after taking the medicine and resting for a few days. Mother should go back and rest. Seeing you look haggard, my daughter is very distressed."
"Good boy, mother watch you go to rest after drinking the medicine."
Mu Yunyao nodded, her throat hurt so badly that it felt like a needle was stabbing when she swallowed. The taste of the decoction is particularly strong, and it smells full of bitterness. Mu Yunyao took a deep breath and poured the full decoction down with her breath.
There are medicinal herbs for tranquility and tranquility in the decoction, and Mu Yunyao was confused again after a while. In a trance, she remembered that she had spoken to persuade her mother to go back and rest, and seemed to have complained a few times, no matter how many things. Just can't remember.
When I woke up again, the sky was already bright.
Mu Yunyao opened her eyes and felt her throat dry out badly. She opened her mouth to call Jin Lan, but no one answered. She just sat up with her arms propped up when she heard movement at the door.
King Yue was dressed in a lavender brocade robe with mysterious patterns. The luxurious color made his bearing a bit unattainable. The moment he looked over, the clear eyebrows were stained with a little worry, like a moon covered by floating clouds: " I just didn't watch you for a while, why did I contract the cold?"
Hearing King Yue's voice, Mu Yunyao turned her head away and didn't look at him, the grievance in her heart was even stronger: if it wasn't for this person, why would she go for a walk in the snow in a panic, and she wouldn't be infected with this cold.
Seeing Mu Yunyao's expression, King Yue stepped forward quickly, sat beside the bed and looked at her: "Yao'er, don't be angry, it's my fault."
The tip of Mu Yunyao's nose was itchy and she wanted to sneeze, she raised her sleeves to cover her mouth, but suddenly she couldn't spit out again, so her eyes were blushing, and she looked like she was about to cry. King Yue's heart tensed for a while. Before, he had only heard that his daughter's house was made of water. If something went wrong, he would shed tears. Wang only felt that he was sinful, and quickly held her hand in the palm of his hand: "Yaoer, don't be angry, I will give it to you.
Ready for gifts. "
Because of the fever, Mu Yunyao's palms were hot, but King Yue's fingers were exceptionally cold, and when he held it in his palm, he suddenly shuddered, and his mind became much clearer: "What gift, if it doesn't look like it, it's okay. Don't think I'll forgive you."
King Yue picked up the pillow and let Mu Yunyao lean behind him, then carefully wrapped her with the brocade blanket, and took Mrs. Tang from one side. After touching it, it was still warm, and then stuffed it into Mu Yunyao's arms. Only then did he lift the curtain of the bed, walked to the window and opened it: "Wait for me a moment."
Mu Yunyao looked at the windowsill, and through the window, she could see the green bamboos planted in her yard. Because of the cold, the bamboo leaves were frozen into dark green, and some of them were covered with white snow, which were as tall and straight as emerald jade, which was particularly pleasing to the eye. She was fascinated when she saw a small snowman suddenly appeared on the windowsill. The snowman was about the size of two palms, and the carving was extraordinarily delicate. She wore a double bun and a thin skirt. She raised her head slightly, as if she was disdainful. After a glance, the arrogance is extraordinarily arrogant, with a lovely jade snow.
breath.
Mu Yunyao blinked, and the corners of her lips suddenly became a little bit more smiling. King Yue didn't know how much effort it took to carve a pile of white snow into this shape.
After a while, another snowman was placed by the window.
The snowman was dressed like a young man. At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground, as if he was admitting his mistake, and he looked extremely aggrieved.
Mu Yunyao didn't even care about her sore throat, and suddenly burst out laughing. King Yue walked into the room, looked at her smiling face, and slowly relaxed in his heart, poured warm water from one side and brought it to the bed to feed her: "I was thinking of building a snowman in Baohua Temple to give it to her. You see, but Xu Qi shares a yard with you, I don't want to let her disturb, plus the guards report back
The heavy snow collapsed several porridge sheds, so I went down the mountain to check first. If I had known that you had a snowman in mind, I would have built it for you before leaving. "
A flash of discomfort flashed in Mu Yunyao's eyes: "When did I always remember?"
King Yue smiled softly, recalling the scene when he saw Mu Yunyao last night.
After hearing that Princess Yide was returning to Beijing, he went to the city gate early to wait. Hearing that Yunyao had contracted the cold, he was in a daze, and he was immediately worried, so he hurriedly called the imperial doctor over. In the first half of the night, Princess Yide and Su Qing were guarding him. It was difficult for him to enter Mu Yunyao's boudoir directly. In the second half of the night, as soon as he walked in, he saw her pouting, frowning, and looking aggrieved. It was clear that he had been burned into a daze, and he was still muttering: "Snowman, it's not enough to talk, just show me the snowman..."