Heart disease is difficult to treat, Deng Zaoliang has been thinking about it, looking at medical skills locally, combined with the flavor of medicinal materials that he found so easily, thinking about how to replace all the acacia seeds in it, so that she can suffer less.

Lu Changyun saw it in his eyes and knew that Deng Fuzi was doing it for his own good.

But this kind of goodness also put a lot of pressure on her.

Every time he drank the medicine for a while and didn't see any improvement, his face would become more and more gloomy, and all his hard work would be washed over and over again, even if it was a void, he wanted her to be less painful.

Lu Changyun didn't dare to live up to it, if she could feel happy when she was with Gongsun Jiaao, then in the face of Deng Fuzi, who had been teaching since she was a child and witnessed her grow up, she only felt sorry in her heart.

Deng Fuzi traveled a lot of places when he was young, and he had to have that capital if he was well-informed, but he was born a casual and casual person, and asked him to guard the pile of medicinal materials in the Tai Hospital every day, and he was detained in the palace in disguise, no matter how you look at it, it is condescending.

He wasn't supposed to come to this place.

Since it's not suitable, let's leave early;

It's so safe to leave her...........

Like this, the official is not an official, the people are not the people, and what is the matter with staying in the palace. Lu Changyun's heart is like a mirror, since she is valued, it means that Gongsun Jiaao cannot not be aware, but for various reasons, he has been giving in, and he is willing to ask Deng Fuzi to recuperate for himself, which is also a forbearance for her.

Lu Changyun thought about it, she couldn't give him anything, Deng Fuzi clearly kept a distance from her, but whenever she was in danger, he arrived in time and did everything possible to protect and take care of her.

It's not fair.

Lu Changyun knew that she couldn't stand him, her name was just something outside her body, she was such an unsuccessful student, she was weak and tired at every turn, even if she lifted her pen, the words she wrote were different from before, and it was no longer the Feibai she was used to writing. Deng Fuzi only promised his father to take good care of her and her sister, and now that he has fulfilled them one by one, there is really no need to spend time in this deep palace for her, not to mention that everything she can give is given to others, and she can't give him anything.

She had proposed to let him go back, anyway, the mansion of the General's Mansion was still there, and Qiu You also had King Yu's people to guard, and it would be better for him to go back anywhere than here, and he would be more free than here.

It's a pity that Deng Fuzi has a tendon, only said that he will naturally leave when the time comes, and the next day he will come with the medicine as usual, and the emperor will stay for a while if he is not in him, re-cut the pulse for her, and dredge the veins with a golden needle, when the emperor came, he was silent, and stayed in the small pharmacy of the Tai Hospital to choose medicine for her, only appearing when she should appear, and never embarrassed her.

Maybe she is the only one who is the most important thing in his eyes.

It was only now that she finally realized something.

But to miss, can only be missed.

Deng Zaoliang didn't have any other thoughts, just counting the days in his heart, unless the second lady wanted to bombard him away, otherwise he would be with him like now.

This year, it snowed in the sky, and the winter began early, and the snow in the Zhaosheng Palace was more than a foot thick, and although the snow was thick, the temperature was really cold. Little orange is a busy person in Zhaosheng Palace, busy more than the concubine, where is the lively drill, where to go he has to lead the way, yesterday early in the morning did not wake up, only a few steps out, a foot down is a deep pit, walk a few steps to shake, the taste is called a sour, usually go to the introspection bureau a back and forth at most a quarter of an hour, now just from the Zhaosheng Palace to go out of the delay for a long time, go back to Qingyun and Shizuka began to complain, said that no matter how much the door can not be opened, no one is allowed to sweep, this is still a reason.

Complaining and complaining, it's not all the concubine's idea.

Lu Changyun didn't have a good relationship in the palace alone, and everything was fresh after being stuffy for too long, since Deng Fuzi said that she couldn't blow the wind and couldn't stand the cold, and she couldn't do ninety-eight out of a hundred, so she could only have a dry time in front of her palace gate, just look at it, she didn't want anything else, just wanted to be happy.

She couldn't remember how old she was, anyway, it was a long time ago, one year her sister had a snowball fight with her, sweating profusely, and even almost accidentally injured other maids, but the two of them fell ill together when they went back, and they were locked together all winter and smoked vinegar, and they couldn't get out half a step.

The age is very old, and if you think about it, there is only a shallow outline and the laughter of my sister like a silver bell;

As for what they looked like at that time, no one remembers it for a long time.

The concubine is in high spirits, it doesn't matter if there is anyone to accompany her, there is a floor cover and a charcoal basin in the hall, and as soon as the window is opened, there is a cold air, Deng Zaoliang came in to diagnose her pulse, obviously always concerned, but it is still a cliché, but Lu Changyun doesn't care about that, as long as she is not so tired that she can't stand up, and she can talk and laugh with people normally, she is already very happy.

He watched quietly, watching her cook tea with her hands, and his eyes looked out of the window from time to time, as if he was looking at snow, but there was nothing in his eyes.

When she's alone, she's always out of her mind.

Her situation is very bad, but she doesn't know it herself, Deng Zaoliang hesitated again and again before leaving, and finally turned back, although some words were difficult to say, but he endured it for too long, and had to say.

He looked at her, even if he thought of the wording, but he didn't have much euphemism, and only said: "Jiuhan soup is cold, and it is very useless to the woman's body, if the second lady doesn't want to leave an heir, I will specially prepare medicine for you, at least .........." At least help her minimize the physical damage first, and he doesn't ask for anything else.

The duty of the concubine is to give birth to the emperor's heir, it seems that there is no other use except for childbirth, Deng Zaoliang doesn't know if Gongsun Jiaao thinks so, during this period the days of the two emperors and concubines getting along have not decreased but increased, and he can hear the sound inside from time to time.

Since Lu Changyun is willing to greet her with a smile, of course it is good, Gongsun Jiaao cares about her body, only occasionally and occasionally, he can't help but get close to her, the two of them are grinding, how many children they will have after muttering, after such a long time, she is a little worried.

Since he mentioned it so clearly, Lu Changyun also put away his surprise, and said, "Yes, I am worried about this, if the master is willing to help, I will naturally be grateful." In fact, it's not that she doesn't want to give birth, she is really powerless, she can't refuse head-on, and she can't bear to disappoint Gongsun Jiaao, so she can only turn her head and spoil herself.

Her tone was detached, as if she didn't want to involve him too much, and a simple word of gratitude almost knocked him back to his original form.

Deng Zaoliang's expression was gloomy and he shook his head: "It should be." ”

Selfishly, she doesn't want to burden anyone.

With such a sickness and an embattled environment around her, she can comfort others in turn, which shows how tenacious her mind is.

Deng Zaoliang endured the distress, looked at her silently, and began to dispense medicine when he went back.

Deng Fuzi is like this, he doesn't say what he cares about twice, and he is even more impatient with his sister, and he has been told by his sister behind his back, saying that he is a model of hypocrisy. Now such a serious person is willing to take those contraceptive decoctions for her own selfish desires. Lu Changyun sighed, feeling that he owed him more and more, how could this be good.

She wanted to get up and close the window, just now that Deng Fuzi came, the window inside was only half open, in fact, half a fan was not enough, Lu Changyun was afraid of cold, but people who were afraid of cold were even more afraid of heat, because of the cold body, as soon as it was hot, they didn't have fun, and they couldn't wait to go out and roll in the snow.

This can't be done, Qingyun's heart is the most detailed, and she can't see her being cold and cold, she must say when she comes in, Lu Changyun is sometimes very strange, why do the people under him always think of themselves as very delicate, as soon as there is a stir, they take it for granted that there will be something wrong with her, and they are all anxious on the side, and they can't wait to spit out their hearts.

She didn't have to worry about them at all, and she didn't want others to worry about her;

She knew she could hold on.

Lu Changyun reached out to lift the window branch that was on top of the outside, and put the window down steadily, and when the cold air poured in, he couldn't help but sneeze.

There is a spirit in the palace and outside the palace, I am standing outside, covering it tightly, and I am scratching my head with a red plum, and I actually sneezed.

"It's cold?" Gongsun Di was painting, and when he saw me frowning and blowing his nose, he stepped forward and tightened his cloak for me, and said with concern: "I said that I went into the house, but you didn't want to, I insisted on going outside, don't cry when I turn around and get cold, and I'll ask Shu Yao to send you some red ginger and drink more at night." ”

I pouted, and looked at my dress, goose yellow winter robe, secretly embroidered pine cranes, plain and simple is not like my style, but it looks good but it is really good-looking, so I was very unconvinced: "Isn't this the white snow and red plum written in the book, there is a way that plum blossoms have no good intentions, sparse shadows and dark fragrance, have you ever read a book.........?" I read it in pieces, and let him alienate the thin broken hair at the corners of my forehead for me, and muttered: "Obviously there is such a good scenery, such a good-looking person, what is there to paint in the house, and I don't feel too bored to panic." ”

Gongsun Di shook his head, and without saying anything, he pulled me out of the Huxin Pavilion, and said while entering the study: "I only know that a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall, and I haven't read it next to me." ”

“.....................”

The study is very neatly cleaned up, the prince and noble, even if he is down, he also has his own bearing, I looked at the winter robe that has dropped a few grades on the body, and then look at the grandson, the ebony hairpin of the moonflower robe, the romance is as good as in the past, but the look is a little more leisurely, thinking that this person is really a picture of idle clouds and wild cranes, without desire and desire, I don't know that I really think that he is willing to shrink in the Hou Mansion for a lifetime.

Others may believe it, but I don't believe it.