What kind of bad thoughts can my husband have?

Chapter 48 The Eleventh Prince (Part [-])
Although the saint's gift of marriage has not yet come down, the news of the officials from all walks of life is very well-informed. Since the last time Jianjia Pavilion flooded, many people have come to visit. I don't know how many good things have been added to the dilapidated courtyard, There are all kinds of strange tonics, and I'm afraid ten stomachs can't hold them.

Those invitations to the banquet also came like snowflakes, but the name on it was Lin Zhao alone, and even those who invited Lin Changyi to the banquet were all rejected by Lin's father.

After going through that fire, Father Lin had doubts about Lin Changyi in his heart. In order to make the marriage go smoothly, he has been very strict with Lin Changyi recently, even prohibiting basic travel.

Lin Zhao thought that with Lin Changyi's temperament, he would argue or plot behind his back, but he didn't expect that this person just stayed in his Acacia Pavilion every day, obedient like a cat being trained.

Since Lin Changyi doesn't make troubles, Lin Zhao doesn't have the heart to learn as much as her. He reads and writes every day, or listens to Tang's lectures. Lin's mansion is so big that he doesn't feel bored just visiting the garden, and he doesn't go out. There are rockery and swings On the shelf, or in the pavilion of Langqiao by the lake, there are her tireless figures holding scrolls everywhere.

Mangzhong dealt with the workers who were repairing the Jianjia Pavilion, Chun Equinox took care of Lin Zhao, and Zuo Xiaoshu followed the two of them every day now that there was no rain.

This girl is too young to do much. She only has a good skill of flower arrangement. She digs and pulls flowers in the flower viewing garden every day. Suddenly she sits on a pier and looks back at Lin Zhao. After reading a book, Chun Equinox brought her a cushion.

The willow sticks fluttered around Lin Zhao's body like brushed silk. She only wore a light blue tube top skirt. Her skin was as white and tender as an egg with its shell peeled off. Holding them together, a few scattered occasionally, with lowered eyes, wandering in the words, unable to extricate themselves.

Xiaoshu raised the magnolia in his hand and made a gesture, thinking that his girl was a magnolia.

"Girl, the tea is ready, let's go back and have a rest." After Chun Equinox finished speaking, he snatched the scroll from Lin Zhao's hand and buried his head in reading it all morning. He still needed his neck and eyes.

Lin Zhao stretched his waist and took the two of them back. He rejected all the invitations that had been piled up on the table, but he opened it curiously when he saw a congratulatory card with Yang Baojia's name signed on it.

Yang Baojia has a pure temperament, and the words on the greeting cards are also simple and cute. After returning from the last banquet, Lin Zhao sent someone to send a set of copybooks to Yang Baojia. The two exchanged news, and the relationship gradually became closer. , Lin Zhao originally wanted to agree, but he rejected the others and made friends with Yang Baojia alone. The current situation will inevitably increase the disputes between the two families, and it will be nothing.

"Girl, someone from the Xue family is here."

Xiaohan came in to pass on the message, Lin Zhao said calmly: "The person who comes here will be received by his father or second brother."

"The guy next to Mr. Xue came here. He said he would bring something to the girl, so the master let him over." Xiaohan said again.

Lin Zhao just nodded, she was about to pull the screen at the vernal equinox, but she stopped her. Not long after, a handsome young man with a handsome face came in, saluted Lin Zhao, then bowed his head and said, "Second girl, please!" Ann, this slave is the young master's personal servant, Ping Lian, and the young master asks the slave to bring some things to the girl."

As he spoke, he took out a book from his bosom, Chunfen took it and handed it to Lin Zhao, the man closed his eyes, his pupils shrank, and he sat up straight immediately: "This is Xu Danqing's authentic work!"

This Linghe style is the family heirloom of the Xu family in the Tang Dynasty. It is extremely difficult to learn, and it cannot be passed on to outsiders. Therefore, after hundreds of years, there are very few authentic works and rubbings left. What she writes now is all improved by later generations. Most of them were left by Jiang Huai, and he couldn't help but said: "This thing is extremely difficult to get, where did he come from?"

Ping Lian said indifferently: "Young master didn't say anything, as long as the second girl likes it."

After finishing speaking, he took out another paper bag: "There is also this bag of crispy candies, which the young master made with his own hands. He said it is cleaner than the ones bought from outside. I want the girl to try it too."

Lin Zhao showed a smile, and after picking it up, let the spring equinox see off the guests.

The man sent Ping Lian away, and when he came back, he said: "Mr. Xue really has a heart, and all the things he gave have been delivered to the girl's heart." Glancing, I saw Lin Zhao lying on the soft couch, Holding up the authentic work, eating crispy candy in his mouth, he didn't listen to himself at all.

"Girl." Chun Equinox approached and said, "Just now I heard from Ping Lian that you still remember the spring hunting a few days ago? It's about the Eleventh Prince."

Lin Zhaoqing responded, I also heard about this matter from Father Lin some time ago, the spring hunting, the saint took several princes and ladies from various palaces for an outing beside the Dongting Peak outside the palace, well, who knew that the eleventh prince was actually killed by a poisonous snake It was bitten, although the treatment was timely, but the poison was too strong, and the eleventh prince was always weak, and the imperial doctors were at a loss what to do, seeing that he was about to die.

"Ping Lian said that Mrs. Xue has recently entered the palace to serve the sick again." Chun Equinox said.

Lin Zhao nodded, and Chun Equinox said that the Eleventh Prince had enlightened with Xue Dao in the past, and the two studied together in Xue's private school. They had a close relationship since childhood, and they recognized Mrs. Xue as their aunt. Xue Dao also visited the palace every day, but judging by his posture, the eleventh prince would not be able to last for a few days.

Lin Zhao put down the original work, thoughtful.
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In the side hall of Xuanqing Palace, Doctor Liu lifted the gauze from the calf of the Eleventh Prince, looked at the rotten flesh that had not improved, and sighed, now he can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Sprinkle the powdered medicine on it, wrap it up again, and instruct the palace servants to give the eleventh prince the medicine on time.

The eleventh prince, Chen Si, is only 19 years old this year. He has a cheerful, fresh and handsome temperament. He lost his biological mother at the age of four and was raised under the queen's knees. Such a good child is now lying on the bed, skinny, with a black face and bruised lips. , the corners of his eyes are full of slime, and the breath he exhales is stinky.

Mrs. Xue looked worried, and helped him wipe his eyes with a handkerchief, but the Eleventh Prince smiled wryly: "Auntie, stop doing these jobs, my son is very dirty."

Mrs. Xue said: "My son, what are you talking about?" Holding the handkerchief, she couldn't help crying, "It's just a green poisonous snake, how can it not be cured? I think the imperial doctor is useless!"

Doctor Liu was so frightened that he knelt down, leaned over and said, "Madam, calm down." He himself was also a little puzzled, "The green poisonous snake is very strong, and His Highness has a cold body, and he dare not use the medicine of tigers and wolves when the two collide... Humble and incompetent."

"That's it."

Mrs. Xue was also unwilling to listen to these nonsense, so she let him go out, held the eleventh prince's cold hand, and said with a sob: "My son, you have suffered."

There is no one else in the palace, and the eleventh prince is dying, he blinked tiredly, and said sadly: "Auntie, you are a wimpy son, I knew that elder brother would be so merciless, why should I avoid fighting, why not... ...cough cough...fighting with him to the death, then he is taboo, he dare not do it lightly, who would have thought that the more tolerant I am, the more I avoid his edge, but he still refuses to let me go, unexpectedly... actually wants to kill me!"

(End of this chapter)