Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

It was almost time to arrive at Haishi when Pei Yuanxiu came over.

He looked very tired. When he walked into the door of this room, the candlelight swayed by the candlestick in the corner reflected the tiredness on his face.

I sat next to the bed, wiping Han Zitong with a wet, cold parchment, and looked up to see him. The movements in his hands suddenly stiffened, and he stood at the door, seeing my For a moment, the originally tired eyes flickered slightly.

The two were facing each other without speaking.

After a few moments of silence, the attendant behind him carrying the lantern whispered, "My son?"

He just came back to God, shook his head gently, and then came over.

I got up from the bed and gave him a place, but he just walked to me, glanced at the patient on the bed, and asked softly, "What's going on?"

I said, "Some fever."

"What did she do?"

"did nothing."

"..."

"Maybe-heart disease."

He glanced at me. I just lowered my eyelids and looked at Han Zitong's abnormally red face, saying, "There are too many things in her heart, not only her sister, but yours."

His throat was choked slightly, as if something was holding him in his throat, and he couldn't swallow. He looked down at Han Zitong and said dumbly, "What about you?"

My eyelashes trembled slightly.

But I didn't speak.

Because at this moment, the patient in the bed suddenly frowned, as if she had experienced something disturbing and anxious in a coma. I watched her shoulders slightly shake, and the whole person was convulsing, and her lips were dry Struggling to float two words: "Yuan Xiu ..."

Pei Yuanxiu froze and looked down at her.

Han Zitong's eyelids trembled, as if he wanted to open them, but couldn't stand the stimulation of the light. After a while, tears had condensed in the corners of the eyes, and slowly slipped down. Her voice was choked, but she still muttered unconsciously: "Yuan Xiu ... Yuan Xiu ..."

Pei Yuanxiu's brows were all frowning. When she looked down at her, her eyes were full of perseverance and guilt.

I sighed slightly and then said, "The doctor has already seen her, and she also gave me some medicine, but she could n’t drink anymore just how to feed her, and she vomited halfway. You are here, just try it. "

As I said, I took the soup, which had been slightly colder, on the other table, and handed it to him.

He glanced at the turbid potion, and then again at me.

I said, "I'm tired, I'm going to rest."

After speaking, he turned around and went out.

At this time, there was only the sound of the wind outside. I had washed it before. At this time, I went out to wash my hands and lay down on the bedside. After a while, my eyelids became heavy for a while. Looking at the sound of bamboo leaves outside the window, he slowly fell asleep.

But at this moment, he saw a figure dimly to the bed.

I woke up with a stir and opened my eyes.

Pei Yuanxiu stood by the bed and looked down at me.

I frowned, and the subconscious was going to sit up, but as soon as I started, he was bent down and put my hand on my shoulder, and pressed me back to the bed slightly, saying softly, "You are not Tired? Don't get up and sleep well. "

I looked at him, and dropped my shoulder slightly from his hand, then said, "What are you going to do?"

"I just look at you."

"So, have you seen it now?"

There seemed to be pain in his eyes: "That's it, don't you want to see me?"

I lowered my eyelids: "I just want to rest."

"..."

He closed his lips and could feel that the breath that was close at hand became cold little by little, but when I looked up, he still had no intention to leave, still standing by the bed, staring down. Hold me.

This time, my tone was firmer: "I'm going to rest."

"..."

This time, he finally said nothing, slowly turned around and went out.

The door closed, shutting his footsteps from the wind at night.

However, instead of lying down and falling asleep as calmly as before, I came to my senses and leaned on the bedside for a while. I got out of bed wearing a piece of clothes and went to Han Zitong's room. I reached out and touched her forehead. Compared to before, it ’s not so hot, probably that bowl of medicine is really effective, and people who have fallen asleep so much have also stabilized.

I was relieved, but my heart was still heavy.

Although Pei Yuanxiu didn't say anything, but he came back so late today, he must talk to some important people about important things, and it will be delayed until now. Now, the important things I can think of are nothing more than one. One was his marriage to Ao Jiayu, and the other was the big event on the seventh day of November.

Without Han Zitong's helper, Han Ruoshi was not familiar with everything, and now he must be the most headache and hardest.

But if I guessed right, the more Han Ruoshi would intervene at this time.

After all, she said that she was the hostess of this family. Whether it was for Pei Yuanxiu or a new sister to be dismissed, she had to put up the shelf of the head mother.

At this time, of course, Han Zitong must not be allowed any chance to intervene.

Early the next morning, the doctor came again. When he saw the empty bowl, he asked, "Did you drink all the medicine?"

I laughed, "Drank it all."

After taking the pulse, the doctor frowned at his beard and frowned slightly: "Supposedly I took the medicine, it should be fine."

I said, "Miss Zitong doesn't look bad now."

"It's not bad, but ... this way, it seems like I only drank half of it." He hesitated again, and I smiled lightly: "Miss Zitong's illness was originally a heart disease, a heart disease, and medicine. Intractable. "

The doctor listened to me, but he took it seriously, Xiao Qian stood beside him and sighed lightly. What happened two days ago has been spread in this house long ago, and Han Zitong's mind and heart disease are no longer her own secret, so the doctor no longer said anything, just said that two more pills were sent and let us Watching Han Zitong taking medicine.

This incident originally fell on Xiao Qian, but just after the medicine was taken out for frying, someone outside came in to spread the word and let Xiao Qian go out to listen to Han Ruoshi's side.

Xiao Qian frowned immediately: "But Miss Er is still sick."

The rumor came to be with Han Ruoshi, and the maid who took the lead at the gate of the inner court that day and heard her said coldly, "I don't care, but who should listen in this house? Someone, Xiao Qian, you have to be careful. "

Xiao Qian suddenly bit her lower lip.

The maid said, "Who is the lady, and she is the hostess in this house."

As he said it, he glanced at me from the corner of his eyes, consciously or unintentionally.

I sat at Han Zitong's bedside and remained silent.

The maid said yin and yang strangely: "Again, your lady is not a serious illness. Anyway, the son-in-law had already seen it last night, and lying down would be enough. Will all the people in the government come and watch?"

"..."

"Now everyone is busy with the grandson's big event, letting you go out to listen, because you have been following your lady before, and people inside and out are also clear. Now you are following the wife, this is the wife who deserves you."

"..."

"Don't you know why."

"..."

Xiao Qian hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed, "Okay."

The maid sneered and turned and walked out with high toes.

Xiao Qian couldn't bear it in the end, she had followed her to the door, and she turned back and said to me, "Miss Yan, Miss II's medicine will be delivered in a moment. Please take care of her and eat well."

I agreed with a smile: "OK."

They went out, and even the two girls came in and looked at them, and they all retreated, and after a while, the fried medicine was sent in over the kitchen. I held it in my hand and looked at the muddy medicine soup. The bitter taste kept digging into my nose, and my smile slowly converged. Looking back at Han Zitong who was still drowsy and unconscious, he looked extraordinarily stunned, and sighed softly: "It seems that you Sick, it's good for yourself and everyone. "

"..."

"You still don't want to get involved."

As I said, I walked to the window and poured most of the bowl of medicine into the flowerbed under the window sill.

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Although he took less medicine, Han Zitong's condition is still much better than before. After all, he is still young and his body has not been harmed, but he has never woken up. This is probably what I said before.

I kept her for a morning, and people were a little bored, so I took the book to the window and read it.

Just after watching two lines, there was another footsteps outside.

I closed the book and looked towards the door with interest.

In the past two days, the inner courtyard has been "funny", and I should say hello to the two girls. Madam, they do n’t need to stop them if they do serious business, but they all have to follow in, which is also a deterrent. It's also protecting us.

Sure enough, after a while, I saw Xiaoqian hurried in first.

As soon as she entered, she walked to Han Zitong's bed: "Miss!"

I sat in a chair by the window and said gently, "I just drank the medicine for a while, and it doesn't burn much now, don't worry."

Xiao Qian reached out and tried the temperature on her forehead. As I said, she was finally relieved.

I said, "Why are you coming in again?"

Xiao Qian turned her head back and said with a sad look on her face, "Madam is here."

"Oh?"

I raised my eyebrows, and when I turned my head, I saw the maid who came in and called her out in the morning, glanced at Han Zitong on the bed, and said to me coldly: "Miss Yan, Madam is here . "

"..."

Means I'm going out to meet her.

I smiled and didn't argue, so I put the book on the windowsill and got up and went out.

When I walked outside, I saw Han Ruoshi sitting at the table. About two days ago, there were too many annoying things. The frowns on the brows were faint even when there were no frowns.

As soon as I heard my footsteps, she immediately turned to look at me.

I laughed: "I don't know if Madam came to me, what's the matter?"