After the clearing, I became the soft bag of the fourth master

Chapter 15

This time, Wu Ling had lost his appearance, and he couldn't leave Xiaoyu Pavilion for several days.

Going out again is seven days later.

I heard that Song Gege has been ill since he came back from the family banquet, and his condition has become more and more serious in the past few days, and he can no longer get out of bed.

Isn't it just a small cold? How could it be so serious, Wu Ling felt strange, so he decided to go and see for himself.

Song Gege lived in Xinuan Pavilion. When he was favored in the early years, he got a lot of rewards, but over the years, they are already old, covered with thick dust, and piled up in one place.

The main house where Song Gege lives has been repaired with an antique flavor, probably because the owner likes it. Blue and white porcelain utensils can be seen everywhere here. The screen at the main entrance is a landscape painting with a poem written on it. Li Qingzhao's song is slow.

Miserably miserable.

The calligrapher Xiaojiabiyu seems to have been written by Song Gege himself.

The whole room smelled of soup and medicine, and just smelling it made me feel extremely bitter.

Song Gege's face was as pale as a piece of paper, and she was holding the miserable soft silk handkerchief in her hand, coughing lightly, seeing Wu Ling coming, she asked Liu Er to prepare a seat for her Son.

"Why is it so serious?"

Wu Ling frowned.

Song Gege opened his mouth, and his tone of speech was a little weaker: "The doctor said, this is just an ordinary cold, but I am weak, so it will be more serious."

"This……"

Everyone can tell that Song Gege is seriously ill. Wu Ling hesitated to speak, and then said softly: "The medical skills of the doctors in the mansion are not yet known. Sister, do you want to invite the imperial doctor from the palace to have a look?" ?”

Song Gege didn't answer Wu Ling's words directly, but looked around the whole blue-and-white room, "It's deserted and miserable, and I'm nothing more than that."

"What did my sister say?" For a moment, Wu Ling felt that Song Gege was a little sick and confused.

Song Gege said: "How can the imperial doctor in the palace treat us little concubines? In my opinion, I'm just fending for myself here in Xinuan Pavilion."

Is that right?

Wu Ling has always believed that there is no one who can save a doctor.

But here, the ranks are clearly defined, and under the shackles of status and status, can these "insignificant" people just wait for death?

Song Gege called Liu'er, she stroked Liu'er's hand, and then said to Wu Ling: "Sister Wu, since you entered the mansion, the first moment I saw you, I knew that the sky in this mansion was going to change." , I have never seen such a beautiful woman. At the last family dinner, I also saw the way Fourth Master looked at you. From the kind of warmth that has never been shown to others, you have not long since entered the house, and Fourth Master has come to you If you think about it, you can imagine that you will be rich and powerful in the future."

"Sister was joking." Wu Ling never felt that Yinzhen treats herself differently from others, she laughed: "The fourth master treats me just like an ordinary Gege, just because I am Han Wu and Qin Gege, and because of myself It was said that it was Kefu's fate, that's why fourth master noticed me."

Song Gege shook his head with a smile: "I'm thinking carefully. Since you entered the door, I saw the wound on the corner of your mouth. Was it left by Fourth Master?"

Wu Ling nodded vaguely, after all, she drank the fragment and didn't remember anything.

"That's it." Song Gege said: "Fourth Master has never kissed any woman, you made him an exception."

"It doesn't count if I was drunk that night." Although Wu Ling said it, his heart was already beating non-stop.

Just when Wu Ling was distracted, Song Gege put Liu'er's hand in front of Wu Ling, scaring Wu Ling into a fright.

"This is...?" Wu Ling asked suspiciously.

Song Gege sighed, and said: "I don't know how long I can last with this body, maybe one day, I will return to the dust, it doesn't matter if I go, but poor little Liuer, but I will become helpless Damn it, I know you have a bright future, so let Xiao Liuer follow you, so I can go and rest in peace!"

"Ah...ah?" Wu Ling was a little at a loss: "Didn't my sister just say that I was just an ordinary wind and cold? Why did you mention returning to the dust..."

"Alas~" Song Gege kept sighing: "Things in the world are impermanent, there will always be a day to return to the dust, isn't it? Rather than living in such pain, it is better to die. Once it is gone... a hundred times."

"Er... Elder sister, your illness will recover gradually, don't say such depressing words, Liu'er is by your side, and can take good care of you."

"So, do you dislike our little Liu'er?" Song Gege was a little arrogant.

Wu Ling wanted to cry but had no tears: "I didn't mean that..."

"Then take it!"

Wu Ling said earnestly: "Sister, if Liu'er leaves, there will be no one around you to serve you. Besides, you are still sick, so there must be people around you."

Wu Ling's Xiaoyu Pavilion was already small, and there were two people, Fat Fu and Zi Zhi, which were already lively enough, and the third person could not be accepted.

"I don't care about anything." Song Gege complained to himself: "It's better to let me fend for myself here in Xinuang Pavilion."

Wu Ling really had nothing to do with Song Gege, she sighed helplessly, and finally had to accept Liu Er temporarily, but still let Liu Er serve in Xinuan Pavilion. According to Song Gege's meaning, after she "returned to heaven", let her Liu'er went to serve Xiaoyu Pavilion.

In this way, Song Gege gave up.

Liu'er brings soup and medicine.

Song Gege refused to drink it on the grounds that it was too bitter.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Ling took out a small purple gold jade bottle from her bosom, which contained the flower dew stored by Wu Ling, and she said: "Sister, this is our unique flower dew, sweet and refreshing, accompanied by If you drink the decoction, you will not feel bitter."

Song Gege took the small jade bottle suspiciously, poured a drop, put it in her mouth and sipped it, it was really sweet, and then she thought about pouring the whole bottle into her mouth.

Wu Ling stopped again and again: "Sister, you can't drink too much of this dew, just one drop, one drop is fine."

"That's all." Song Gege lay back again, not thinking of drinking soup at all, Wu Ling secretly laughed, unexpectedly, Song Gege, who is dignified, is afraid of taking medicine like a child.

Just for a while, the concubine in the side room of Xinuan Pavilion learned of Wugege's presence, so she hurriedly cleaned up and came to pay her respects.

This is the rule.

This concubine looks young, she is still a child, about ten years old, so young, she has become a concubine, and she will have to be aggrieved in the Sibeile Mansion for the rest of her life, it is really pitiful.

Greetings from the concubine: "Concubine Liu, please greet the two princesses."

Her surname is Liu?Wu Ling was puzzled, the maid next to Song Gege was called Liu Er, didn't this violate the name taboo, but after thinking about it, she was just a concubine, so what if the name taboo was violated.

"How old is it?" Wu Ling was a little curious.

"If you go back to Wugege, the concubine is almost ten years old."

"It's so small, it's still a child..."

Less than ten years old, isn't that just nine years old?Wu Ling couldn't bear it.

Song Gege, who was at the side, was sitting up at this time, suppressing the mournful attitude just now, picked up the soup, and drank it one mouthful at a time, with an expression on his face all the time, just like the mistress of Xinuange.

(End of this chapter)