Because of Yuan Xihe's words, the flower note can only be kept outside.

Yuan Jiusi was very sick, and Imperial Doctor Chen took a look at her and ordered her to come down, she was now very weak and couldn't be sent back to Yun Yanxuan in a hurry. After hearing about it outside, Hua Jian went to the next room to find a few soft cushions, asked the little palace maid to take them in, and let Lan Yi cushion Yuan Jiusi under him.

Guoyong's use is not as good as that of Guiyan Palace, and she thinks that it should be better for Yuan Jiusi to lie on it if the couch is softer.

The day is getting hotter, and the sun is getting hot at noon.

When she was resting at noon, Gong Hui Jin went out and happened to meet a flower note standing outside.

Seeing that it was he who wanted to go over, but he didn't know what to say, he opened his mouth silently and sighed.

Seeing that people were about to walk by, Gong Hui Jin suddenly paused in front of her.

"Your Excellency. Hua Jian bit her lip, a little frightened.

"Even if the princess is the master, you also need to be careful in your heart. It was so with the temple exam, and it was the same with last night and today. Although Gong Hui Jin's words are peaceful, there is a faint alienation and cold between her eyebrows, which is dark and unpredictable.

He was concise and to the point, glanced at the flower note and said to her, "Lan Yi can't take care of it alone, you go in first to serve." ”

Listening to his words, Hua Jian was surprised, and he knew several things about Yuan Jiusi in detail.

"Thank you, sir. The trace of fear was quickly hidden by her, and she looked at him gratefully, and thanked him repeatedly.

The potted flowers outside the cloister reflect a bit of glare in the sun.

Hua Jian lowered his eyes and thought about it as he walked, and said that no one else should know about last night's events, but Gong Hui Jin actually said so.

Could it be that the princess went to see Hua Jian at night, and her brows were slightly furrowed. No wonder she was sullen when she came back yesterday, and said that there was a purple-clothed rakshasa asking for her life, and she must come to see Lang Gongzi again this morning to feel at ease.

I really didn't see the person I wanted to see.

God prefers to play tricks, the flower note secretly thought.

Walking to the door of Yuan Jiusi's resting room, Hua Jian saw that the servant boy who had been following Lang Yuege every day was also there. After thinking about it, she was about to go over and ask Lang Yuege what was going on, but the door opened suddenly.

A person walked out of it, with a dignified body and a majestic spirit.

Forcefully cut off the question that the flower note was about to exit.

"The slave has seen His Royal Highness the Prince. For a while, he didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Yuan Mingjiang motioned for her to get up, looked at her for a long time, and said inwardly: "Since the imperial sister is taken care of by a few of your subordinates, you must keep your duty and serve carefully." If something happens, who can take responsibility?"

"It's the slave who failed to serve the princess well, and the slave and maid are guilty. The flower note buried her body lower and replied in a loud voice.

Xu is it is too hot, and when she is in a hurry, fine sweat will soak from her forehead.

Seeing that she was really scared, Yuan Mingjiang snorted coldly, "Okay, you can remember Roude's words." No matter how bad the pond is, the main hall will not spare you so lightly. After speaking, he stopped looking at her, and left with his sleeves brushed up.

And the attendants also left one by one.

Hua Jian watched and finally couldn't ask anything.

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Everyone in the Tai Hospital knew that Yuan Jiusi was afraid of hardship, so Imperial Doctor Chen put some dates in the medicine she picked up as usual. In this way, it is not very tasty, but it is not so difficult to taste.

Yuan Jiusi took the medicine and fell asleep happily, and when he woke up, it was almost afternoon, and the heat on his body had faded.

But she still didn't want to get up, and still half-squinted her eyes.

I vaguely remember that there was someone in the dream who was extremely ungentle to her, and was forced to eat unpalatable things that were extremely hateful, and there was only one person who dared to do such a thing.

Yuan Xihe was standing in front of her couch. Suddenly, I saw her eyelashes trembling and moving, and I knew that most of the people had woken up.

"Shuyi?" shook her hand, and Yuan Xihe tried to call her.

Hearing Yuan Xihe's voice in the middle of the day, Yuan Jiusi opened his eyes lazily. Smacking his lips, he opened his eyelids and yawned, and after a series of movements, he asked her weakly, "Sister Huang, what time is this?"

Although her spirit still didn't seem to be very good, she still had a clear mind after sleeping for a long time.

After holding a cup of tea to moisten her throat, Yuan Xihe said angrily: "It's just over the time, you have pinched the hour accurately, you have been sick for a morning, and now you know how to wake up after school." Since you know that your body is not comfortable in the morning, why don't you rest well in Yun Yanxuan, what did you do when you came to the superintendent? Don't tell me that you are afraid of abandoning your studies!"

Although she was talking to Yuan Jiusi, most of them were obviously going to the flower note next to her.

For so many years, Yuan Xihe had never spoken loudly to her and blackened his face.

Yuan Jiu knew that she was angry because she was worried about herself, so she hurriedly pulled her sleeve to defend the flower note: "I want to come by myself, it's not about the flower note." She didn't know I was sick. The fever only subsided, her nasal voice was still very heavy, and she cried when she was in a hurry.

Looking at her expression, Yuan Xihe suddenly laughed, slapped her hand half-truthfully and said, "The master is sick and doesn't know it, and it's also guilty." But how could the imperial sister be angry with your little girl? Besides, I already scolded her when you fell asleep, and you feel distressed?"

"Shuyi feels sorry for the imperial sister the most. Seeing that she wasn't really annoyed, Yuan Jiusi breathed a sigh of relief, and buried his face in the crook of her arm with a smile.

***

After returning from Guoyong Prison, before he arrived at Xianyin Palace, Yuan Xihe felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

When she got closer, she was just about to ask, and a quick-mouthed little eunuch outside the palace told her that Emperor Xuan came in the afternoon.

The corners of her lips hooked indifferently, but her face was a little stunned. After all, the only thing that the father remembered was the daughter in the Guiyan Palace.

As if it was a joke, Yuan Xihe and the orange who came out to greet her smiled: "An Meiren has the means and good skills, in this case, what did you do here with this princess before? ”

I know what she's doing. It's just that the more she values it, the more sad it is for her to watch from the sidelines.

The nose was a little sour, and Citrus forced a smile: "Your Majesty is here to see the princess, and she is talking to Jieyu Niangniang inside." ”

Subconsciously widened his eyes, Yuan Xihe was a little unconvinced, stopped and turned his head to look at her, and the volume was higher: "You mean that the father really came to see the concubine?"

Citrus turned pale, his lips trembled, and he nodded. Then he whispered very lowly: "Well, Majesty Xià is for today"

Out of surprise, she unexpectedly didn't notice Citrus's expression.

"Needless to say," Yuan Xihe took a shallow breath, and when he turned around, he saw the flowers that were about to bloom in the garden. In March, there are peach blossoms and catkins flying, as well as the warm spring breeze and warm sun, in fact, it is also a season that makes people look forward to it.

There was an inexplicable trace of expectation and nervousness in her heart, and she subconsciously stepped up a few steps.

There was a smile on her face unconsciously, but she didn't believe in herself.

After all, she is also the biological daughter of her father, although she is not as good as Shuyi, but her father should always have some feelings for her and her mother.

The little eunuch outside the hall had just finished speaking loudly, and Yuan Xihe's footsteps had already fallen into the hall.

"See your father's father. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and her flat timbre was much lighter than usual.

It's just that Emperor Xuan's voice was not as gentle as she imagined.

"Get up. The words were faint, and even seemed to have a trace of unquenched anger.

Yuan Xihe stood up again and looked up, and what came into view was Lin Jieyu's sobbing and rippling face.

His heart skipped a beat, and looking at the man who was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe and his temples were already a little white, Yuan Xihe suddenly became overwhelmed. looked subconsciously at Gonggong Gao behind Emperor Xuan, but the latter shook his head lightly at her, as if he was also saying that he couldn't do anything.

With a chill in his heart, Yuan Xihe quickly came back to his senses.

In the huge hall, only a muffled sound was heard in her knees, and Yuan Xihe was already kneeling on the ground.

Even though the pain was sharp, she didn't blink, and said earnestly: "The mother concubine misses her father every day, and often sits at the gate of the palace and looks at the direction of the Imperial Palace. Although Roude didn't know what the mother had done wrong, Roude implored her father to blame her mother for the sake of her mother's infatuation."

Seeing that she was sensible, Lin Jieyu's tears fell even more, because she was incompetent

Emperor Xuan looked at the mother and daughter, and his tone finally loosened a little.

Looking down at Roude who was kneeling on the ground for a long time, there was a rare look of kindness on that majestic face, "Roude, you are dignified and steady, and you know the general situation, which really makes me reluctant." ”

Yuan Xihe didn't know why, but Lin Jieyu on the side seemed to be stimulated, and she didn't know where the strength came from, so she suddenly rushed over and grabbed Emperor Xuan. As she moved, there were several loud crisp sounds, and the sound of cups shattering was particularly harsh.

"Majesty, Majesty, But you only have these two daughters! Why Roude? She was pampered in the palace, how can she get used to living in a barbaric place like Nanping? The concubine knows that she is an uninformed woman, but Your Majesty, you can't do this to Roude! How can you bear to treat her like this? No!"

She wept bitterly, and her shrill voice echoed through the temple for a long time.

When Gonggong Gao and the other palace maids and eunuchs stepped forward, Lin Jieyu was already struggling to the end, and several people dragged the convulsive person aside without much effort.

Looking at the chaotic scene in front of him with cold eyes, Yuan Xihe suddenly spoke.

But his throat was a little dry, and his speech hurt like a fire. "Does the father want his son to marry Nanping? If Roude is not mistaken, the son of the king of Nanping should be a lame man who can't take care of himself, right? Mother, do you know?" she said in a very soft voice, as if she was talking to herself.

Emperor Xuan looked at her with a heavy gaze, and the emotion in his eyes was complicated, "Roude." ”

"It's really different. She said this to herself, and smiled, but the smile was full of bitterness.

The originally deserted Xianyin Palace seemed to suddenly become lively, full of grief and resentment.

It was getting dark, and Yuan Xihe felt a little chill on his body. Touching his hand, he realized that he was still wearing a small winter jacket out of season.

She pondered deeply, and even forgot when Emperor Xuan left.

I heard that there was a princess of the right age, and King Nanping asked Emperor Xuan for a marriage a year ago. In fact, her fate had already been decided at that time, the palace boat trip was just an old custom, Yuan Xihe was stunned, but he felt a little sad for himself.

Thinking of the fireworks that day, it was still a ritual that belonged to her.

It's just that she doesn't know what's pickled in it, and she believes everything.

Sitting in place, some of the broken porcelain had been pierced into Yuan Xihe's flesh, leaching out traces of blood.

She still didn't feel any pain.

Butterbur looked very uncomfortable and wanted to help her up, but Yuan Xihe shook her off vigorously.

After a long time, seeing the butterbur with tears in his eyes, Yuan Xihe's eyes were blank, and his eyes fell outside the window.

After a while, he muttered to himself: "Butterbur, isn't it a good thing that I'm going to get married?

"It's just that you look at the sky outside, how can a good and decent sky change when it changes?"

"Aren't all the right talents sunny?"