The bookstore was very quiet, just as it was when I first saw it.
The shopkeeper was not surprised to see Qu Moying coming and led her into the private room upstairs.
The private room is at the innermost part of the second floor. It is a spacious room, much larger than the VIP rooms in restaurants. The whole room looks very gloomy and cold.
Only a ray of sunlight shines in from the desk by the window, revealing a sense of vitality.
The large nanmu chair behind the desk is the only chair in the room. There is only this one, no other, and this is the first thing people see as they enter the room.
A screen divides the entire private room into two halves. Through the jade-colored screen, one can vaguely see a couch inside, which looks like a place for people to rest.
"What book does Miss Qu Si need? I will find it for you right away." The shopkeeper asked, looking at Qu Moying with a smile.
Qu Moying sat down on the large nanmu chair. It was very spacious and she looked as thin as a child sitting on it.
"Let's just find some music scores!" Qu Moying said casually, leaning her hands on the chair rails. Her long eyelashes fluttered twice, and she closed her eyes. The sunlight sprinkled on her, making her cold body a little warmer.
Yudong took the same cushion from the couch behind the jade screen and placed it next to Qu Moying's chair railing.
The chair was large enough for her to almost lie down curled up, or to recline with her back against the edge.
Yuchun took the tea and music sheet from the shopkeeper and carefully placed them in front of Qu Moying.
Both of them moved very gently, and they quietly let Qu Moying lie sideways in the chair, with a thick cushion behind her.
Qu Moying took a sip of tea, and the warmth and fragrance of the tea spread from her mouth to her body. She put down the teacup and slowly closed her eyes, feeling weak as if she were exhausted.
Yudong winked at Yuchun, and the two of them retreated out of the door together, leaving this peace and quiet to Qu Moying.
Sensing that there was no one in the room, Qu Moying slowly lowered her tightly clenched fists. Tears slowly slid down from under her long eyelashes, and a few slightly wet eyelashes stuck to her eyelids.
All the questions just now passed slowly through her mind, one by one, and the feeling as if she was being tortured surged up again, and the huge wave that rose up even exceeded her reaction when she heard it before.
It hurt so much that she curled up slightly...
This was the scene Pei Yuanjun saw when he came in.
The large nanmu chair was what he used in the past. He didn't think the chair was too large before, but now when he saw the petite Qu Moying lying on it, he realized that the chair was not much smaller than an ordinary couch!
The girl lay there petitely, her whole body slightly curled up, looking weak and pitiful. This was the best way to protect herself, with her hands folded on her arms.
Those eyes that looked like stars were tightly closed. Even if you couldn't see her eyes, you could still see her pale face. Her beautiful complexion became so pale at this moment, and her face seemed clear. Half of the sunlight fell on her face, making her skin look more like jade and her lips look more gorgeous.
But the face is too pale and the lips are too bright, which makes people feel distressed.
Pei Yuanjun took two steps forward, walked to the chair, lowered his head, and looked at the girl who seemed to have fallen asleep in the chair. The stunning girl was lying there quietly, hugging herself, with two drops of tears hanging on her long eyelashes, as crystal clear as morning dew between flowers.
Her petal-like lips were tightly pursed, with a hint of
The infinite stubbornness and the high walls consolidated by this stubbornness.
Although she is obviously fragile, she keeps people at a distance, making it impossible for people to get in touch with her heart. She makes people think that she is strong and can withstand everything and face all kinds of harm!
He reached out and gently touched Qu Moying's forehead, and sure enough, it was burning hot.
He sighed softly, took off his black cloak, wrapped it around the girl's slender body, then slowly picked her up and turned to walk inside.
"Go get the doctor!"
"Yes!" Ji Hai, who was outside the door, responded immediately, turned around and sent someone to call the imperial physician.
Yuchun looked around the house in panic, reached out and subconsciously grabbed Yudong's hand, and whispered, "Who... who is sick?"
"Is the young lady sick?" Yu Dong was not too sure. When she went out just now, the young lady was obviously fine. Why did the master want to call the imperial physician as soon as he came in just a moment
The sudden appearance of Prince Yun surprised the two maids. The moment they saw Prince Yun, they almost thought they had seen the wrong person.
After that, when they saw Ji Hai smiling and following behind Prince Yun, the two men came to their senses and greeted him!
When did the Prince of Yun return to Beijing? Why haven't I heard about it
But now that the prince has arrived, Yudong is relieved. He noticed that his young lady wasn't in good condition just now, but since the young lady didn't say anything, he didn't dare to go forward to check on her.
He pulled Yuchun's hand, pointed inside, and signaled her to listen to the noise inside.
Compared to Yuchun, Yudong is very aware that sometimes it is not convenient for him to follow too closely.
Even if he is a eunuch, sometimes you still have to stay away from him!
The imperial physician came quickly, carrying a medicine box into the private room, and Yuchun followed him in.
Turning the screen, I saw Qu Moying lying on the couch. The gauze curtain was dropped, and only one hand was exposed outside, allowing the imperial physician to feel his pulse. And the person who did all this was actually the Prince of Yun
Yuchun didn't dare to move too close and stood beside the screen, waiting to be called.
The imperial physician stepped forward and carefully took Qu Moying's pulse, then let go of his hand.
"How is it?" Pei Yuanjun asked.
"This young lady is too excited and too sad for a moment. She needs to rest well for a while and should not have any major mood swings." The imperial physician looked at Pei Yuanjun respectfully and said.
Although he didn't know who was on the bed, seeing how much the Prince of Yun cared about her, he knew that the person on the bed must be the one closest to him.
The imperial physician in the palace naturally knew the temperament of this prince. When he was young, he made the Empress Dowager angry by making a fuss, but in the end the Empress Dowager did not do anything to him. Instead, he made the Emperor unhappy. At that time, this prince was a little bully in the palace, and even the Empress Dowager could not do anything about him. How could the concubines in other palaces dare to do anything
As for now, this gentleman has the power over the world.
The emperor was only worried about him, but he was not worried about anyone, let alone a woman. The imperial physician felt that he knew an important secret. Of course, this secret must not be told, otherwise, not to mention him, even his whole family would be in trouble.
Who would dare to spread the news about this gentleman before it is spoken out
"Go get the medicine!" Pei Yuanjun said coldly.
"Yes!" The imperial physician retreated carefully. Yu Chun looked at the young lady on the bed, then at Prince Yun with a gentle expression, and decisively followed the imperial physician and left, accompanying him to the side to prescribe medicine.
The room became quiet again. Pei Yuanjun hung up the gauze curtain for Qu Moying and lowered his head to touch her.
His forehead fell and his face turned cold. He was not in the capital during this period, but that didn't mean he knew nothing about what was happening in the capital.
It's been a lot of fun lately, and he wouldn't mind joining in on the fun...
Qu Moying had a headache. In fact, it wasn’t just his head, his whole body felt uncomfortable, and he felt very sick. His eyelids felt so heavy that he couldn’t lift them up.
I kept thinking over and over in my mind what I had just said to the owner of the bakery. Every word seemed to be weighing on my heart, yet it kept circling in my mind.
It was very cold and uncomfortable, and she felt like she was bound. She struggled hard, wanting to break free from the restraints. Why was someone holding down her hands and feet? Why couldn't she move
What was this feeling like? Was it because the guards broke my limbs and pushed me down from Linyuan Pavilion
It seemed like I saw Ji Youran's vicious and ferocious face. When did I hear that crazy, shrill laugh? Lord Linyuan? The lake water was so cold that it chilled my heart. Was this her last thought in her previous life
Fire… The fire was blazing, all red, and a burning pillar fell down, almost crushing her? She was lying on the ground, in a sea of fire.
It was hot. She was very hot now, so hot that she couldn't even breathe.
Is it water or fire? Sometimes it is cold, sometimes it is hot. Between the ice and the fire, is it Ji Hanyue or Qu Moying? Or are they two people suffering at the same time
At this moment, she didn't know who she was.
Almost all the memories came flooding in, every bit of Ji Hanyue, every bit of Qu Moying, all the memories came flooding in more turbulently than before. The vague memories in the past suddenly became clear, as if this moment was the true overlap of the two people.
Ji Hanyue is Qu Moying and Qu Moying is Ji Hanyue.
Her deep empathy made her lose herself, lost in the intertwined pasts of the two people.
It seemed like someone was talking, but I couldn't hear clearly. It seemed like someone was calling her by her name, "Qu Moying". "Qu Moying"? So she was Qu Moying
Is someone holding her, or restraining her
She felt very uncomfortable and wanted to struggle hard to free herself from the predicament of being tied up, but it seemed that the man was too strong and she was still unable to move.
Something bitter was placed on her lips, and she turned her head away forcefully, rejecting it.
But the next moment, the taste reached her lips again. She tried to turn her head again, and this time she bumped into something, and then there was a sound of something breaking, and the next moment it was much quieter.
She finally felt at peace, but she was alternating and confused between ice and fire.
She didn't know when, but something was pressing down on her face and she couldn't move. Then her lips softened and gentle force pried open her lips. The bitter taste poured in uncomfortably, but she had to swallow it.
Then the gentle force at the corner of his lips relaxed, but was immediately pressed down again. The bitter taste filled her senses again. She felt very uncomfortable and wanted to struggle, but in the end she always swallowed it mouthful by mouthful, and then her consciousness slowly blurred...
"Please take the bowl away." Pei Yuanjun's voice still carried a hint of dignity as he handed over the bowl in his hand.
Yuchun took it hurriedly, suppressed the shock in his eyes and retreated carefully. His eyes swept over the brocade robe of the Prince of Yun, and there was a stain on the robe, which was the mark left by the overturned bowl of medicine.
She had never thought that the Prince of Yun would feed the young lady medicine so gently, and in that way. Is it really the Prince of Yun who treats the young lady so gently
Yuchun felt like she was floating when she walked out...