"I've seen my son."
The maids saluted Xiao Yi one by one, but Xiao Yi could neither hear nor see, and only had his stinky girl in his heart.
Before the maid in front could pick up the curtain for him, he had already rudely reached out and lifted the bead chain, and strode into the inner room.
There was a handful of twigs beside the couch, and Baihui was sitting on the twigs, changing Nangong Yue's white scarf that was originally placed on her forehead.
Hearing a sound coming from behind, she hurriedly stood up, bowed her knees and saluted: "Master..."
Xiao Yi walked to the side of the couch in three steps at a time, sat down on the little bed beside the couch, and looked down at the little man on the couch carefully.
Under the bright red brocade quilt, Nangong Yue lay flat on the bed quietly, with her eyes closed, motionless, she looked so weak and petite.
The bright red of the brocade quilt made her delicate skin like snow, but at this moment, there was a strange flush on the cheeks of that small face, her lips were pale and dry, and she whispered softly from time to time, and her long eyelashes trembled endlessly , obviously did not sleep well.
He clearly remembered that when he met his stinky girl, she was only nine years old, but at the age of nine, she was already mature, strong and capable, not only taking care of herself, but also taking care of her sick brother, and her gentle and gentle mother-in-law... She is always thoughtful and meticulous in doing things, and she is not as stable as her age.
But she is so young!
Who is born capable and who is born shrewd, it's just that they have to do it, because life forces them to do it!
Xiao Yi stared at Nangong Yue tightly, and reached out to gently caress her cheek, only to feel that the tentacles were hot, making him feel as if he had been burned by a fire...
It's all his fault!
Xiao Yi's heart was tormented as if it was being roasted on the stove.
When he married her, he should take good care of her and make her peaceful and happy, but the fact is just the opposite. Since the two got married, they have been getting together less and more. the most important person.
Xiao Yi's eyes became hot, and with his right hand, he gently brushed the hair on the side of her cheek to behind her ear, that cautious movement was as if he was facing a broken enamel doll.
He looked at her without blinking, and suddenly asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
Baihui replied respectfully from the side: "My lord, today is the fifteenth day. The concubine went to the small Buddhist hall early in the morning to offer incense to the old prince, the old concubine, and the former concubine. After offering incense, she left the small Buddhist hall. The concubine suddenly fainted, and then fell into a coma, and developed a high fever. It has been almost three hours. The maidservant invited a good doctor from the palace to show the concubine the concubine. The doctor said that the concubine was probably tired and weak Xu, that's why I had a fever, so I prescribed a prescription to reduce the fever. The servant girl was really worried, so she asked Que'er to ask Mrs. Lin to come and have a look at the Lin residence. It happened that Mrs. Lin and Ms. Han went out to gather medicine..."
Baihui's eyebrows were tightly locked, with deep worry written in her eyes, and she continued to report in a vigorous manner: "My lord, this slave girl has already served the concubine to drink a dose of soup, but the concubine's fever has not subsided... Now, Que'er is still watching Wait for the old man and Miss Han to come back at the Lin residence."
Xiao Yi reached under the brocade quilt, held Nangong Yue's right hand, and ordered: "Go find the best doctor in the city! Also, let Zhu Xing lead people to find a way to find Lin's grandfather. If the old man didn't say that he would go far away, he shouldn't be able to go far..." It's evening now, and the city gate is about to close, and they are probably already on their way back to the city.
"Yes, my son."
Both Baihui and Yinger withdrew, leaving Huamei to serve.
Huamei hurriedly soaked a white towel into the water basin, intending to change a wet towel for Nangong Yue, at this moment, Xiao Yi stretched out his hand and said, "Let me do it."
On weekdays, it was the stinky girl who took care of his daily life carefully, thinking about what he hadn't thought about, thinking about what he hadn't thought about, and he had done too little for her...
Xiao Yi stared at Nangong Yue without blinking, and when the sick girl recovered from her illness, he had to treat her better!
"Yes, Shizi." Huamei replied, and hurriedly carried the copper basin filled with water to the side of the couch.
The sound of water "crashing" sounded again...
After a cup of tea, Xiao Yi changed Nangong Yue's white scarf twice in a row to apply a cold compress on her forehead, but Nangong Yue's body temperature showed no signs of dropping, and even seemed to be getting hotter, as if there was a flame burning inside her body. Burning fiercely, releasing heat continuously...
Xiao Yi's fingers gently caressed her flushed cheeks, and his brows frowned even tighter.
He was about to ask if the doctor was here, when he heard a familiar "meow" from his feet, followed the sound, and saw the cat Xiaobai crouching at his feet at some point, looking up with a pair of beautiful The transparent mandarin duck looked at him, as if saying, you are back!
Xiao Yi was not in the mood to play with it, and said lightly, "Go and play with Xiaoju." Then he looked at Nangong Yue who was unconscious on the bed.
"Meow-"
Xiaobai let out a cry that seemed coquettish and dissatisfied. Seeing that the host didn't pay attention to it, he barked twice.
"Xiaobai..." Huamei came over hurriedly, trying to hug Xiaobai away, but she just leaned over, and saw Xiaobai jumping lightly, silently, onto the edge of the bed, facing the sleeping woman. The master yelled again with aggrievedness, this time the volume was raised three degrees, as if he was complaining to Nangong Yue, they didn't want to play with me!
While barking, it rubbed Nangong Yue's cheek affectionately with its round, furry head, trying to wake her up.
Thrush has some headaches. Xiaobai was very naughty when he was a milk cat. He often made "meow meow meow" intentionally in the middle of the night or early morning, sometimes for begging, sometimes for playing, but as he grows older, Xiaobai's temperament has become more stable, or in other words, he has become lazy. Apart from occasionally playing with Xiaoju, Xiaohui and Shitou on weekdays, he doesn't bother to pay attention to these maids at all. Come on petite.
Xiao Yi lowered his voice and said to Xiaobai: "Ah Yue is sick, can I play with you when she recovers?" As he spoke, he looked directly at Xiaobai seriously, and gently touched her head Touched lightly.
Xiaobai seemed to sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and obediently let out a "meow" and tilted his head to look at Nangong Yue who was still "sleeping". Strange, as long as it calls like this a few times on weekdays, the hostess will definitely come to hug it.
Huamei hurriedly picked up Xiaobai, patted it lightly on the top of its head, and muttered: "Xiaobai, you bad boy..."
"Thrush, don't bully... Xiaobai..."
A somewhat vague female voice suddenly sounded in the inner room, causing several eyes in the room to look at the bed. Nangong Yue's eyes were still closed, but the eyeballs under the eyelids were slightly turning, His lips trembled slightly, as if he was muttering something.
Huamei blinked, and exclaimed in disbelief: "The imperial concubine is awake! The imperial concubine is awake!"
The sound spread outside, and there was a rush of footsteps, followed by the clear sound of picking the curtain, Baihui, who had just gone out to the outer courtyard to find Zhu Xing, came back, walked quickly to the couch, and said: "The imperial concubine is awake?! "
The drowsy Nangong Yue felt that the voices of Baihui and Huamei were extremely penetrating, making her ears buzz, her forehead was throbbing violently, and her throat was dry.
"Water... water..." she murmured, and opened her eyes with difficulty. When she opened her eyes for the first time, her vision was still a little blurred, and she didn't know where she was.
She wanted to raise her hand to rub her eyes, but when she raised her hand a little, it was held tightly by a big palm. The temperature of the other's palm was scorching hot, ironing her skin...
Then, an eager male voice came from my ear: "Stinky girl... don't worry, I'll pour you water... Thrush, go and pour water for the princess!" ,what do you think… "
The voice that cared about her most was so familiar, it was engraved in her heart forever, and she would never forget it!
Ah Yi, it is Ah Yi who is back!
Nangong Yue's originally weak body seemed to gain strength instantly, and her chaotic mind became much clearer.
What time is it now
She was thinking of going out of town to meet him...
She tried her best to open her eyes to follow the sound—
Sure enough, a familiar and beautiful handsome face came into view, making her almost doubt whether she was dreaming.
However, at this moment, this normally smiling face was full of tension, worry, and fear... The eye sockets were even slightly flushed, with a layer of water shining.
"Ayi!" Nangong Yue's voice was obviously a little hoarse than usual, and there was undisguised surprise in her eyes, "You... are back!" She instinctively held his hand behind her back and intertwined her fingers .
When she was sick, her head was in chaos, and she couldn't think like usual, only a voice in her heart sighed contentedly: Great! Yi is back! He is safe and sound!
Seeing her relieved look makes Xiao Yi's heart ache even more. He has been fighting abroad for many years, and the person who is most afraid of him is his stinky girl!
She was always like this, used to face him with the brightest smile, never complained, never blamed, which made him feel guilty.
Xiao Yi's body trembled slightly, his Adam's apple slipped, and he closed his eyes to calm himself down.
"Well, I'm back!" He said softly, put their clasped hands to his lips, and kissed softly on the back of her hand, his heart was still heavy.
Nangong Yue looked at him without blinking, and the warmth from her palm told her that everything at this moment was not a dream.
Xiao Yi tried his best to show her a comforting smile, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you now?"
"Ayi..." Nangong Yue really wanted to raise her hand to touch his face, she didn't like him forcing a smile, what she liked was that high-spirited young man with a cunning always on the corner of his mouth, like a playboy!
That young man was flamboyant, yet considerate. Sometimes he pissed people off more than life, and sometimes moved her beyond measure... Unknowingly, he engraved himself deeply in her heart, which could never be erased!
"I'm fine." She tried to comfort him, but she didn't know that her weak and haggard appearance made her comfort sound so weak, "A Yi, help me up."
Xiao Yi hesitated for a moment, but carefully helped her sit up, took the pillow from Baihui, and carefully placed it on her lower back.
Huamei brought the poured warm water, "Shizifei..."
Nangong Yue took the white porcelain cup, and the clear water touched her dry lips, which refreshed her. She drank the glass of water vigorously, and her dry throat felt much more comfortable.
Nangong Yue handed the water glass back to Thrush, then rubbed her temples, glanced past Xiao Yi, looked at Baihui behind her, and asked, "Baihui, did I faint?"
She also had some vague impressions of what happened before she fell into a coma. When she was in the small Buddhist hall, her head was a little drowsy. She barely supported it until she got out of the Buddhist hall. She felt her body go limp, her eyes darkened, and she lost consciousness. .
Seeing that Nangong Yue finally woke up, Baihui felt a little relieved. It's good that the princess is awake, and they won't be like headless chickens.
Baihui took a step forward, bent her knees to answer, and repeated exactly what she had told Xiao Yi just now.
Huamei stood aside and said in fear: "Concubine Shizi, you really scared the slaves to death..."
While Huamei was speaking, Xiao Yi pressed his forehead to Nangong Yue's, paused for a moment, then stepped back, frowned and said: "You still have a fever!" And the temperature is not low!
Even if Nangong Yue hadn't tried the temperature of her forehead, she knew from the various abnormalities in her body that she was sick.
Every breath she took was so hot, her throat was hard, her whole body was weak and weak, and her eyelids were even more heavy. She just wanted to lie back and have a good sleep.
Xu couldn't sleep last night, so he leaned against the window and read a book by the moonlight for a while, so he must have caught a cold. she thought.
"Ayi, I'm fine, I just have a fever." She gave Xiao Yi a comforting smile, and comforted in a hoarse voice, "I'll be fine after I get my pulse and prescribe a prescription."
At this time, she still wanted to comfort herself; at this time, he should support her... Xiao Yi's heart was stabbed again.
He remained silent, watching her stretch out her right hand to wrap around her own left wrist, feeling for her pulse.
Everyone in the inner room stared at her intently, not daring to disturb her.
Xiao Yi's brows were still tightly furrowed, and the center of his brows was filled with worry.
There is a saying: "A doctor cannot heal himself." Can Nangong Yue really prescribe her own pulse? ! ... No, I still have to invite my grandfather to take a look. Zhu Xing's movements are too slow!
At this time, Nangong Yue let go of her left wrist, and everyone looked at her nervously.
Nangong Yue smiled weakly and said, "I just have a little fever, I prescribed some side medicine and took a good night's rest."
Baihui and Huamei couldn't help but glanced at each other, as the saying goes: "Sickness comes like a mountain, and sickness goes like a thread", the concubine's illness this time is fierce, and they have to take care of the concubine carefully in the future.
Nangong Yue pondered for a while, and then fluently reported a prescription to Baihui: "Baihui, Qianhu, Bupleurum, Duhuo, Qianghuo, and Citrus aurantium each cost three coins, Platycodon grandiflorum, Bai Fuling, Chuanyuan..."
Baihui took notes quickly and skillfully. As soon as she dried the ink on the prescription, Yinger brought the old doctor Li from Huichuntang in the city. The other party took her pulse and looked at the prescription she prescribed. The old doctor Nali couldn't say anything other than promise, so he came and left without a cup of tea.
And Baihui retreated to grab and boil the medicine...
It takes at least one stick of incense to boil the medicine. Xiao Yi looked at Nangong Yue who was weak and pale leaning on the pillow, and said, "Let me help you lie down. You can sleep for a while. When the medicine comes, I will wake you up again, okay?" ?”
Nangong Yue nodded first, and let him help her to lie down, and then she moved her right hand under the brocade quilt... Xiao Yi immediately understood what she meant, and stretched out his hand to hold her right wrist.
"Ayi, talk to me..."
She looked at him, her eyelids were heavy, but she was reluctant to close them, she was really afraid of this dream when she woke up.
It's strange, she's usually not that fragile, but now she just wants to act like a baby to him...
Xiao Yi hurriedly said: "Ah Yue, close your eyes, let me tell you, you are responsible for listening." He didn't give her a chance to object, and told her how he passed through the Black Swamp to Nanliang, how to connect Breaking down several cities in Nanliang, how to lead an army straight to Wuli City... until he and Guan Yubai returned together, and Han Yu learned to fly with Xiaohui...
Suddenly, Nangong Yue opened her eyes, seeing that Xiao Yi and the thrush beside her were a little nervous, and the thrush blurted out: "Concubine Shizi, you have..." What's the discomfort
"Han Yu can fly?" Her originally dull eyes flashed with brilliance again, and her expression became much more vivid.
I still remember that when she left Yanding City, Han Yu still looked like a fluffy fledgling, except for the occasional ferocity emitted when eating, it seemed no different from an ordinary fledgling, within a few months, Han Yu actually will fly too.
"Yes!" Seeing that she was very interested, Xiao Yi simply avoided mentioning the matter of Sigle Mountain for the time being, and talked about Han Yu's learning to fly...
At this time, there was a sound of curtain picking, and Baihui came in holding a red lacquered wooden tray. On the tray was a large celadon bowl, with hot white smoke coming out, which was obviously a freshly brewed soup.
So, Xiao Yi carefully helped Nangong Yue up.
Nangong Yue drank the medicine in one gulp, her delicate face wrinkled together because of the bitter taste of the medicine, Xiao Yi quickly stuffed her with a piece of almond candy.
The sweet taste in her mouth quickly covered up the bitterness of the soup, but it couldn't suppress the discomfort in her body.
"Ah Yue, would you like something to eat?" Xiao Yi asked.
Nangong Yue yawned lazily, she really had no appetite, shook her head, and lay down again... This time, the effect of the medicine took effect quickly, and she fell into a deep sleep.
Xiao Yi was still sitting on the cot beside the bed, carefully tucking the corner of the quilt for her with one hand, and holding Nangong Yue's wrist under the brocade quilt with the other hand, staring blankly at her sleeping face for a long, long time...
Baihui and Huamei replaced the white scarf on Nangong Yue's forehead every tea time. After about half an hour, Nangong Yue's breathing gradually calmed down, and her flushed face seemed much normal .
Baihui turned towards Xiao Yifu, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, do you want to wash up first and eat something? As long as there are slaves here..."
As soon as Xiao Yi came back, he stayed by Nangong Yue's side all the time, without bathing, changing clothes, or eating, his face couldn't hide the wind, frost and fatigue left by the journey.
Xiao Yi remained silent, and the maidservants exchanged glances, but they didn't try to persuade him anymore.
The maidservants of them knew best how good the relationship between Shi Ziye and Shi Zifei was. Shi Zifei was ill, and Shi Ziye looked calm, but he must be suffering in his heart.
I hope that the imperial concubine will be fine after a night of sleep after her fever subsides! Baihui thought, and at the same time gave Ying'er a wink, signaling her to prepare some food, even if the masters don't have an appetite right now, they must always prepare it.
Not long after, Ying'er came back and said: "My lord, the eldest girl heard that my concubine is ill, so she came to visit her."
"No." Xiao Yi impatiently said two words, bent down, and lay beside Nangong Yue, the familiar fragrance of her body mixed with the smell of medicine lingered in his nose, making his eyes ache again.
The stinky girl is sick, he doesn't want to pay attention to Xiao Fei!
Yinger glanced at Baihui hesitantly, saw Baihui nodded to her, and went out to spread the word.
When Ying'er stepped out of the threshold, Xiao Fei happened to be under the eaves, Ying'er hurriedly stepped forward to salute Xiao Fei, and then said implicitly: "Miss, the concubine is asleep now, and the concubine is taking care of the concubine. "
Ying'er thought that Xiao Fei was a straight-hearted person, and she might not be able to understand the eviction order issued by the elder son, so she added, "Miss, the elder son said that the imperial concubine needs to rest now."
How can the eldest brother take good care of his sister-in-law with his rough hands and feet? Xiao Fei frowned, and understood Xiao Yi's meaning from Ying'er's second sentence, but she didn't care.
She came to see sister-in-law, not brother.
Xiao Fei asked worriedly: "Ying'er, how is sister-in-law doing now?"
Ying'er hurriedly replied: "Miss, Shi Zifei woke up before, gave her a pulse, and prescribed a prescription, and now the fever has subsided for the time being, and she fell asleep."
Just cool down. Xiao Fei's heart hanging in the air relaxed a little, thinking that the patient really needs a quiet rest, and said: "Then I will visit my sister-in-law tomorrow."
Ying'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily the eldest girl is sensible, otherwise if the eldest girl insists on seeing the concubine Shizi, they should stop her or not.
Ying'er personally sent Xiao Fei to the entrance of the yard. At this time, a little maid hurriedly ran to her and said anxiously: "Sister Ying'er, the imperial concubine is on fire again! Sister Baihui asked you to go ahead and see See if Mrs. Lin is here..."
how so? ! Yinger's heart sank instantly.