Outside the window, the sound of rain poured and flew obliquely into the window lattice.

A slender, white hand carried the tearful peony and carried it into the room.

Inevitably, the cuffs were stained with some rain, and the azure fabric gradually faded and became deeper.

"Ahem-" The man's body is thin, and his back is slightly bent when he coughs lightly, which is even thinner and easier to break.

Ever since he learned that the young lady was missing, Childe has been resting badly, and his clothes in the past have been much looser.

"Childe. Yin Yue hurriedly put the medicine on the table, and took a thin jacket on the shelf to drape it for him.

He closed the window again to block the drizzle outside the window, turned around and frowned and persuaded, "The weather is cold." ”

"I'm awake. The man gathered his thin coat, shook his head helplessly, and turned back to the table, where the medicine cup was hot and smelled bitter.

He picked up the medicine cup, glanced at the candied fruit on the side, frowned slightly, did not reach out to take it, just raised his head and drank the warm decoction.

Yin Yue hurriedly handed over the water and rinsed his mouth.

The man's voice was warm, and his long eyebrows were slightly twisted, "Hasn't you found the rouge yet?"

It is Jiang Dusheng, who has been missing for a long time.

Yin Yue was also worried about Jiang Youyan, and glanced at the plate of candied fruit, the son was not afraid of hardship, this candied fruit has always been prepared for the young lady.

She pursed her lips, "The prince has already sent more people to look for it." ”

This is not yet available.

Jiang Dusheng's appearance is extremely outstanding, and his temperament is even more ethereal, like the morning fog in the mountains, a wisp of wind passing through the forest, and a snowflake falling in a flutter.

And such a beautiful thing is not like what the mortal world can have, so it is so thin and fragile.

Seeing him frowning, Yin Yue only felt that her heart was crumpled.

Hurriedly comforted, "Miss is innocent and cute, auspicious, and she will definitely be safe and sound." ”

"Ahem-" Jiang Dusheng covered her lips and coughed again, nodded abruptly, and her tone was firm, as if to persuade herself to believe, "Yes, Rouge is so good, others naturally can't bear to hurt her." ”

Although he said this, the sorrow between his eyebrows was not reduced by half, his eyes fell on the few candied fruits, and he sighed, "She is the most delicate, and she loves sweetness, if she wakes up from a nap and runs out of sugar water, she should be sad." ”

"But when you run around, it is inevitable that there will be some omissions, and if you are cold and hungry, you should be so uncomfortable. He couldn't help but think, afraid that the little girl he loved would lose weight and get cold.

Thinking like this, the chest became more and more congested, and there was a cough again.

How could Yinyue, who watched the young lady grow up, not know Rouge's love, and couldn't help but feel distressed when she listened to Childe's words.

But Childe's cough like this made her heart tangled in one place, and she didn't know how to persuade him to soothe his eyebrows, and her words couldn't help but soften again and again.

"Childe still takes good care of his body, if Miss comes back, it will be sad to see Childe so thin. ”

"Yes, if you see it, you will lose your temper. ”

When Jiang Dusheng heard this, she remembered the past, shook her head and smiled, her voice was gentle and doting, "It's just that she doesn't know that she has no deterrent power at all, just like a little milk cat with teeth and claws." ”

It's obviously such a gentle word, but it makes people feel very distressed.

Yin Yue couldn't bear it, and finally had to say dryly, "Childe, the body is important." ”

―"I don't want a glass of wine, I want to drink among the flowers, I just want to cut a roll of danqing and dip it in ink."

The summer wind grinds, the remnants of the stump, and the obsession with the obsession of the first life.

I don't know how to buckle the cup banquet, and I wake up from a dream. ”

The voice is tactful, like crying.

The wind passed slowly, gently blowing the hair of the seven delusions, and the excessively long hair had been tied up during the trek. He is not wearing a monk's robe, but at this moment, he is more like a beautiful son.

Seven delusions and empty soon found a nearby inn to settle down. (When the Seven Deliriums reconcile the empty road, they will pick some herbs, some of which will be kept for medicine, and some of which will be exchanged for coiling.) ）

The window faces the locust trees, just a river away. Qiyu watched it quietly, then sat down, took out the pen and inkstone, and recorded what he had encountered and realized in these days.

When you don't have time, you go to prepare dinner.

In the middle of the night, the city gates were closed, the figures were thinning, the lights were silent, and the inn was closed. The hustle and bustle of the day faded away and became quiet and peaceful.

Only the starlight is accompanied by the moonlight, and the occasional insect chirping is harmonious.

Seven deliriums and empty silence quietly swept out of the window, without alarming others, and two afterimages crossed in the night sky.

Although the gates were closed, the soldiers on guard were still diligent. It's just that the locust tree is huge, which obscures the figures of the two. The Seven Delusions cast a barrier to prevent wanderers from overhearing their conversations.

The song sounded again, and the Seven Delusions were waiting for the air.

After a while, there was a figure out of the locust tree, graceful and graceful, walking, with a fragrant breeze.

She is holding a feather fan, wearing a water red gauze skirt, pearls and jade, and exquisite makeup. His eyes never looked at the two of them, but he leaned on the bridge and sang softly, his voice clearer than in the daytime.

The feather fan shook gently, unable to dispel the sorrow that hung between her eyebrows. The red lips seem to be resentful, and they seem to be looking forward to it, like crying and complaining. But her eyes are indifferent, like a bystander watching a play that has nothing to do with her.

Seven delusions listened quietly with the air, waiting for the scene to end.

Her songs are very emotional, so that the listener is happy and sad for the joys and sorrows between them, and they are deeply immersed in it, and they feel their deep affection, but when you touch her gaze, you will suddenly wake up, her gaze is indifferent, like ice, and like the wind, without a trace, and cannot be captured.

It's a female ghost full of contradictions.

Soon, her singing came to an end, and the aftermath lingered for a long time.

"Lord Wang, there is no news yet. Darkly bowed.

The regent who was sitting at the top was writing a note, and he heard the words for a moment.

Dark Er continued, "After the investigation of the Red Sleeves Workshop in the past few days, there were no suspicious characters present that day, and there were no other authentic secret rooms in the building. ”

The drought in the north is serious, although the water diversion has been prevented, but the agricultural plants are still mostly dead, and the Taishou has opened a warehouse to release grain to help the people, and asked for a reduction in taxes and appropriations.

The vermilion pen approved a quasi-word.

"No suspicious persons were found at any of the gates. ”

"The Lingxi Pavilion has not collected any such information. ”

The man put aside the approved folds and tapped his fingers on the table, his voice like broken ice, "So, people really disappeared out of thin air." ”

"It's really weird, huh?" the tail note was extremely long, bringing out a bit of coldness.

Dark One and Dark Two stopped talking.

The regent opened another book of music, and immediately wrinkled his brows, the rhetoric was gorgeous, and the dance was inked, but there was no practical word.

After reading it, he put it aside.

Steward Li immediately poured a cup of tea.

After the regent took a sip, he spoke again, "King Shou's side has been very non-stop recently. ”

The two breathed a sigh of relief.

"King Shou had some private contact with General Lin and Taifu Zhao, and was suspected of instigating the little emperor. ”

"Wenxiang, the palace maid next to the Queen Mother, is the person of King Shou. ”

"A small force has been added to Beijing, and the leader and members of the force are still being traced. ”

"Huh. The man sneered, his eyebrows covered with frost.

"Didn't you say that it was the last time you appeared!" the man asked, followed by a very disdainful mockery, "Why do you regret it?"

"Routing," Xi Qi didn't know why he was able to control this body again, and why he spoke in such a tone.

But the man immediately interrupted him, and his cold voice was dissatisfied with his title, "That's the king's wife." ”