The drizzle brought endless sadness and sorrow. The flowers outside the window fell, leaving only a sad look on the ground. Now this huge imperial capital seemed particularly bleak.
"My queen, it's windy outside, be careful not to catch a cold. I specially made this Guigeng lotus seed porridge to warm you up." When Lianyun came in, she saw Shen Qingwan standing by the window with a dazed look in her eyes. Her heart ached slightly. Ever since the general got into trouble, her queen has always been so absent-minded. She didn't know how to comfort her. Now she hoped that the general could return safely, otherwise her queen...
Lianyun took a cloak from the couch beside her and gently tied it on Shen Qingwan. Now that the queen was like this, there was a more cold and aloof temperament around her.
“Empress…” Perhaps because there had been no response for a long time, Lianyun called softly from the side.
"Yes, I understand." Shen Qingwan's voice responded to the atmosphere at the moment, but it was a little vague.
Shen Qingwan's mind is now filled with the image of her father. Although the emperor has sent Ye Feng to investigate, she doesn't know what the situation is now, whether anything has been found out, and whether her father is okay at the moment.
Shen Qingwan's gaze seemed to want to penetrate the thick city wall, to see the border where the north wind was howling, and the familiar face of her father.
The weather was quite capricious. It was drizzling just now, but now it was sunny, which made people feel happy. In the imperial garden, the flowers were delicate and gorgeous, and the water drops made them pale in comparison under the scorching sun. The maids and eunuchs passing by could not help but stop to take a closer look.
Shen Qingwan was completely oblivious to this, because she suddenly thought of someone who might be able to solve her worries. Thinking of this, she walked a lot faster, which frightened Lianyun behind her, who kept reminding his wife to slow down.
Just arrived at Concubine Shu's bedroom, she didn't see the maid waiting outside. Shen Qingwan frowned slightly. She could vaguely hear a cough coming from inside the bedroom. Shen Qingwan felt worried and gently pushed open the door.
"Shufei?" The room was obviously a little dark, and the coughing sound became more and more obvious. Shen Qingwan raised her eyes and looked towards the bed. There was a person lying on the bed. This person was Shufei.
"Concubine Shu, what happened to you?" Shen Qingwan's eyes were full of worry. Wu Ling didn't seem to be in good condition. Her face was pale and cold sweat was running down her forehead from time to time. At this moment, she heard a voice coming. Wu Ling opened her eyes with difficulty and saw that it was Shen Qingwan. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly started coughing.
Shen Qingwan hurriedly and gently helped Concubine Shu to breathe, and asked Lianyun beside her to call the imperial physician to come quickly.
Soon, the imperial physician arrived, placed a silk handkerchief on Wu Ling's wrist, and carefully took her pulse.
"Imperial Physician, how is Concubine Shu?" After the imperial physician took her pulse, Shen Qingwan looked at Concubine Shu lying on the bed with a worried look in her eyes.
"Your Highness, the Virtuous Concubine, the Shu Concubine has been in poor health to begin with. The weather was a little chilly when she came in, and she accidentally caught a cold. I will prescribe some medicine for the Virtuous Concubine later, but she will need to take good care of herself in the future." Shen Qingwan nodded and asked Lianyun to send the imperial physician away.
Wu Ling was much calmer at the moment, not as weak as before, "Hey, sister... cough cough, my body is just like this, there is no need for me to worry." Wu Ling forced a smile, trying to comfort Shen Qingwan.
"Sister, you know it well. How can you be so careless? You have to know that your body belongs to you." Shen Qingwan was a little displeased with what Concubine Shu said. It was a coincidence today, but what would she do if it happened next time
"Okay, okay. I know you're thinking about me... ahem... well." Wu Ling said with a smile, "Sister, drink some tea first, you'll feel better." Shen Qingwan took the small bowl from Lianyun, and Concubine Shu didn't refuse.
After the bowl of water was emptied, Wu Ling's complexion seemed to be a little better. "Oh, by the way, Shen Qingwan, why did you think of coming to your sister's place today?" She wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, feeling a little curious.
"Does my sister have to have something to do before she can come to see me? I miss you so much, but I didn't expect that you are such a worrying person." Shen Qingwan's eyes softened, and the coldness in her eyes also receded a little. After all, she was just a little girl, and when she met a familiar sister, she opened her heart.
Actually, Shen Qingwan originally wanted to ask about her father, but now that Concubine Shu is in such poor health, she can't let herself worry about it. She will talk about it when Concubine Shu is better in some time. If it really doesn't work, it seems that she needs to think of other ways.
And Wu Ling could also guess that since Shen Qingwan said so, she didn't expose it. The two chatted about family matters for a while. Seeing that she looked a little tired, Shen Qingwan didn't bother her anymore. She just reminded her worriedly before leaving, which made her smile unconsciously. She also instructed the little maid who served her closely. After everything was taken care of, she left with Lianyun.
Now the problem has not been solved, and there is no need to be anxious. After all, we can only take one step at a time. Concubine Shu is in poor health now, and even if we tell her, there will be one more person to worry about. Now all our hopes are placed on Ye Feng. We don't know how Ye Feng is doing now, and whether he has found out the truth of the matter. At this moment, Shen Qingwan is a little envious of the birds flying freely in the sky, who can go wherever they want freely, but she can't do that and can only stay in this place.
"Alas, there is no one I can talk to now." He sighed leisurely, feeling a little self-pitying.
Even if the flowers fall, they are just returning to their roots and starting over. However, Shen Qingwan has no idea where her future will lie.
Shen Qingwan faced the direction of the border, put her hands together devoutly, and prayed to God in her heart for a great victory in this battle and for her father to be safe.
All I can do now is pray here. I don’t know if my father at the border can feel my worry. I also hope that this matter can be resolved perfectly.
Under the peach tree, a beautiful woman in white clothes stood under the flowers, with fallen petals dotted around her shoulders. Her eyes, which were originally calm, were now rippling. The breeze blew by, lifting up her dancing black hair, and her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she had endless sorrow to express, but what she was thinking and worrying about was not here.
The scene is quite different wherever you are.