Under the white jade steps outside the Chang'an Palace, Mei Ziyan walked up step by step. The night was over, a trace of fish belly white was revealed in the sky, and Mu Cheng's figure kneeling on the stone steps was like a stiff stone statue.

Luckily, it didn't snow last night.

"Persimmon," she half-knelt in front of him, his closed eyes suddenly opened, her red eyes covered with a tired look fell into his eyes, and then touched her white clothes, which had never been as pale as plums, were now stained with a little blood, his heart suddenly ached, and he asked in a dumb voice:

"Have you been wronged by the emperor?

She reached out to hold his cold and stiff hand, shook her head and smiled weakly: "Concubine Chen gave birth safely, this bloodstain is not mine." ”

"What you asked me for, I did. She stuffed something into his hand, and he looked down to see that it was the Daoming Huang Holy Decree.

"This is the holy decree to release Shen Biyan from the Internal Supervision Division, you can go and announce it now. ”

She looked at him, her gaze gradually changed from gentle to calm like water, and a very bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart, and sure enough, he could only hear her say word by word:

"You have to promise me what you have promised, and you have to fulfill it. ”

"From this moment on, I am no longer your attendant, you are no longer my patient. Mu Cheng, let's not meet again in the future. ”

She was resolute, and before she turned to leave, she was so stingy with a smile that she didn't want to give him another one;

The dawn first appeared, and her figure as she walked down the stone steps step by step was so cold, so cold that there was frost condensation in Mu Cheng's aching eyes.

In a few words, the relationship between them was clear, and that Ming Huang Holy Decree was the last great gift she gave him, it was really generous, so generous that he wanted to laugh, he had never done anything for her, had he? He had never done anything to her, had he? She was so vicious and cunning, that he had been owing her, and finally turned around in a generous and chic way, and left without anything......

Damn it...... She is the one who says she likes him, and she is the one who says she will never see him again!

Mu Cheng Huoran got up, didn't care about the stiffness on his legs, ran down the jade steps and rushed towards the palace gate, and met the little eunuch of the Yellow Gate on the way, he grabbed him and asked:

"Where's Dr. May?"

"I just got out of the palace, got into the carriage and left. ”

"What's your name?"

"The minion's surname is Hu, and his name is Hu Lai. ”

"Hu Lai," he read his name and stuffed the holy decree in his hand into his arms, "You go to the Internal Supervision Department for this prince to announce the decree, what is the difference between the son of the pond and the son of the world, but you ask!"

It turns out that there are not only pies and gold ingots falling from the sky, but also a piece of that will fall into the air at any time.

Hu Lai covered his chest with the Ming Huang Shengzhi looking at Mu Shizi's figure rushing away and burst into tears, Shizi, Shizi, where is the Internal Supervision Division, isn't it tantamount to asking me to offend those noble masters in the harem......

Outside the palace gate, Suzaku took the reins of the horse from the little maid and was about to get on the horse, when suddenly the reins were snatched away by someone, Mu Cheng asked her with a white face:

"What about Mei Ziyan and her?"

"I got into the carriage and said that I wanted to go back to the grass house, uh, Shizi, you are ......" Looking at Mu Cheng's figure leaving in the dust, Suzaku was stunned for a long time, and muttered: "Shizi, why don't you ask me where I plan to get on the horse?" I really don't know what happened to you and Yan'er, she actually asked me to go back to the West Garden of Yuanshuang Pavilion to pack her luggage and send it to the grass house......

Mu Cheng whipped all the way, and finally caught up with the carriage that was already running unfast on the path in front of the grass hut.

The dumb slave was shocked to see a person and a rider blocking the frame, and hurriedly grabbed the reins of the horse and stared at Mu Cheng angrily, Mu Cheng's gaze crossed the dumb slave and landed on the vermilion body, and said in a deep voice:

"Mei Ziyan, you come out, I have something to tell you. ”

There was no answer in the carriage quietly, and it was only after a while that she could be heard say: "The gentleman is full of words, could it be that the prince wants to repay the debt? ”

Mu Cheng got off the horse and walked to the front of the carriage through a thin curtain, suppressed the excitement and uneasiness in his heart, and said in a deep voice:

"You can make all kinds of excessive demands on me, but why don't you just want to see me again?"

The people in the carriage coughed lightly, "What do you think is my reason for doing this?"

"You're mad at me, I know, women are stingy. His voice was so low that he couldn't be good enough for you, and you should be angry, so you should stay and think about making me angry every day, shouldn't you?"

The carriage was still very quiet, and after waiting for a while, Mei Ziyan said slowly:

"It used to be like this, but my lord, I'm a fresh person, and now, I'm tired of it. That's why I don't want to see you again, this game is not interesting and I don't want to play anymore. ”

The hand on the curtain stiffened, the gentle smile in Mu Cheng's eyes gradually condensed into ice, the water light brewing in his black eyes turned into a hazy mist at this time, and his lips repeated the two words in her words:

"Tired of gaming?"

"Originally, to cure your illness...... Just to yourself...... Challenges ...... medical skills"

"You're lying. ”

"I didn't. Her breath was a little rapid.

"You said you came for me, you said you liked me. Didn't lie either?"

"That's just to get close to you...... Bo Hello ...... Just said ......" as if with a chuckle in his intermittent words.

Damn! He slammed one hand on the lintel, and a little blood oozed from the palm of his white veil. seemed to feel the vibration, and Mei Ziyan in the car coughed twice in a low voice.

"Mei Ziyan, have you ever liked me a little, a little?" he gritted his teeth, and finally asked this sentence.

"Yes,"

Mu Cheng's heart jumped, and he felt that something was about to break out of his chest, which was the joy that had been hidden for a long time, but her next sentence made him feel like a basin of ice water on his head, and his whole body was cold.

"I also like dumb slaves, I like Suzaku, I like the fourth son, I like His Royal Highness King Shou, and I like the little fox ......"

"Enough!" he retorted, and it would be humiliating to listen any further. Mu Cheng, are you so empty and lonely in a hurry to find someone to love you?

He walked with difficulty and led the horse, "I understand, it is really useless to bother today, and the mountains and rivers will be far away in the future, and Dr. Mei will cherish it by himself." After saying this, he turned and pulled his horse and stepped on the snow step by step, and finally the lonely figure disappeared at the bend of the road.

I haven't seen her speak in the carriage for a long time, the dumb slave suddenly said that her heart was not good, and when she lifted the curtain, she saw Mei Ziyan leaning on the horizontal wood, her face was as pale as paper, and she was only wearing a thin middle coat, and the whole person was so weak and helpless that it made people's hearts ache.

His eyes caught a glimpse of the blood-stained cotton robe she had thrown on the ground, and he reached out to grab it and put it on for her, she knocked it off with one hand, covered her mouth and was about to jump out of the car, the dumb slave grabbed her waist with one hand and carried her down, she pushed away him and supported the oak tree on the side to bow down, opened her mouth and vomited in the dark.

The dumb slave had never hated his inability to speak so bitterly for a moment, and he patted her on the back and waited for her to finish vomiting, and she gasped for breath and said to him:

"The robe, threw it at me, blood...... It's disgusting......" With that, he collapsed limply in the arms of the dumb slave, and the temperature of his forehead startled the dumb slave, and he picked up her hot body and ran towards the cottage.

The grass hut is simple, he is used to living on weekdays, he doesn't feel it, but when she is sick, he has a deep understanding of the helplessness. She had covered her and her own quilt tightly, but she still felt cold, and her forehead was damn hot, her eyes closed, obviously asleep, but her brow was deeply locked, and she muttered words that he did not understand, he knew she was in a nightmare, but there was nothing he could do to call her, let alone comfort her with words.

There were a lot of medicinal herbs in the house, but he didn't know how to use them, and the grass hut was quiet all around, and the nearest medical hall was three or four streets away. I want to find Suzaku, but the address of the steward of Tingfeng Building is a secret, and no one else can know. He could only hold her cold and shivering body, hugging her tightly, until he finally made up his mind in the middle of the night, pulled the quilt, rolled her up, carried her into the carriage, and galloped towards the nearest hospital in Tiandu.

The door of the infirmary opened, and the doctor on duty took her pulse and prescribed medicine, and then the dumb slave took her back to the grass house, boiled the porridge and decocted the medicine, and when she finally realized a trace of clarity, she helped her up and drank some gruel, but she ate some porridge and then took the medicine, but vomited again, and vomited together with the porridge that she had finally eaten.

"Dumb slave, help my aunt...... Bring the golden needle ......"

He took the gold needle over, thinking that she said that the acupuncture point let him get the needle, but she just took the gold needle and poked it into her wrist, and the blood beads came out one by one, he grabbed the gold needle with a blue face and threw it on the ground, stepped forward to hug her, and gestured:

"What are you doing here?!"

Mei Ziyan gasped weakly, and smiled reluctantly: "You don't want to ...... Panic, I'm just ...... Don't want to ...... yourself Sleep again......"

But she fell asleep anyway, still frowning, still muttering to herself like a nightmare.

And so it went on for another day.

Her face had lost a full circle, and her shape was erect.

At nightfall the next day, the mute slave picked her up and once again galloped in the carriage.

The gate of the Suide Palace, when the head of the palace Zhuang Lian arrived with a guard holding a torch, he saw a young man in Xirong in a single coat holding a woman in his arms in the heavy snow, and his indifferent face was full of anxiety and grief.

Zhuang Lian was stunned, stopped the palace guard who stepped forward to take the person, and was about to ask him what happened, when Mu Cheng's voice came from behind him:

"What's going on?"

The dumb slave stared at Mu Cheng, who was dressed in white, the angry flames in his eyes rose, Mu Cheng strode forward to see Mei Ziyan who was asleep in his arms, his eyes were shocked, but his face was still indifferent, and he said to him with his hand:

"Why did your master and servant come to the mansion late at night?"

"She's sick, thanks to you. The mute slave's lips moved, and his eyes were like torches, full of hidden anger.

"She said that she has nothing to do with me anymore, why, when you get sick, do you forget it? This game is still very fun? It's a pity that this son is not with me. The words were cold and heartless.

The dumb slave hugged her hand and clenched it into a fist, stared at Mu Cheng and said:

"I was wrong, she didn't know what was going on, and I took her here on my own. If she's awake, she'll probably die, and she won't want to see you again. He turned around and left.

The last sentence undoubtedly cut into Mu Cheng's heart like a thin blade, the stinging pain made him feel suffocated for a moment, and he couldn't see his face turn iron blue in the night, as soon as he raised his hand, the guards immediately stopped the dumb slave, and he raised his voice and asked:

"Where are you taking her?"

The dumb slave turned to look at him and said coldly: "Don't bother, I know that the mansion of Prince Hengqing is not far away in Qingliu Lane." ”

The string in Mu Cheng's heart at this time was already stretched no tighter, and seeing that the dumb slave was about to break out of the palace, he gritted his teeth and said to Zhuang Lian:

"Take her to Xiyuan, and then find Lu Siqing!"