In the past few days, Yan Xuewu saw that the decoration of the Rose Courtyard was becoming more and more festive, it was like arranging the wedding room, he was restless and extremely restless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The person who can help is no longer in the house, so he can only go to the suburban courtyard to find Hanyu in person, and ask his eldest niece to help him think of a way.

I didn't know that when I went to another courtyard, Yan Xuewu couldn't see anyone.

Yan Xuewu is indomitable, how can he leave without seeing people?

The housekeeper had to say that the eldest lady had smallpox, and no one could see it.

Yan Xuewu was even more anxious, the eldest niece actually gave birth to smallpox, how could no one in the house know?

In this way, he was worried, and he wanted to see people even more, even if he knew Hanyu's condition.

Many people in Caijiazhuang outside the capital were infected with smallpox, because smallpox had killed many people, and the matter had already spread throughout the capital. Caijiazhuang has been quarantined by the government, and no one is allowed to leave, and those who have smallpox have been thrown directly into the quarantine area to fend for themselves.

One of the Gui Xuan in the family had smallpox, which was already worrying, and there was another Hanyu, Yan Xuewu was of course very nervous.

Hanyu is the only daughter of the eldest brother, and if something happens, the eldest brother will have no queen.

The housekeeper was entangled by Yan Siye, so he could only take him to see Mama Hong.

Seeing Mama Hong, Yan Xuewu hurriedly asked about Hanyu's condition.

At that time, Mama Hong was only taking care of Aunt Fang, and the eldest lady was not in the other courtyard at all.

King Qin took away the eldest lady, Mama Hong was unwilling, but when the eldest lady was unconscious, she kept pulling King Qin's sleeve and didn't let go, which made Mama Hong feel helpless.

Mama Hong only replied that everything was fine with the eldest lady of the fourth master, and now the eldest lady can't see anyone, and she hopes that the fourth master will not leak it out when he goes back, so as not to worry the eldest lady.

Yan Xuewu understood Hanyu's thoughts, so he avoided it so that no one would know, because he didn't want his sister-in-law to worry.

Where did he dare to mention the intention of coming to Hanyu, leaving a message for Mama Hong to take good care of her eldest niece, and left dejectedly.

Yan Hanyu has been significantly better after a few days of rest, and the acne rashes on her body have not continued to send out more, but are recovering.

After a few days of getting along with Zhao Xian, except when she was asleep, she was almost inseparable from Zhao Xian.

The Xianjun King who "is still decocting medicine in the half-window moon, and the lights are idle for a few nights and not reading books" is now opposite to him, which makes Yan Hanyu feel unreal many times, like falling into a dream.

This poem was written by King Xianjun when he was young, because the young man was weak, he had to be accompanied by medicine and books day and night.

I remember that when she heard this poem when she was a child, she only wanted to take King Xianjun as a confidant.

This poem is more like a portrayal of her previous life, weak and sickly, reading by the lamp every night, how could she not go with medicine and books day and night?

Why, they never saw each other, and they could never see each other.

died young, the same fate as her father.

Through the bead curtain, Yan Hanyu looked at the handsome side face, lowered her eyes, and saw the hand swaying on the rice paper.

She was fascinated by his voice, and now she was even more fascinated by those hands.

Those hands seemed to be able to do anything, like the hands of creation given to him by God, so that he would have no difficulty in doing anything. can not only cook gold and jade, but also burn incense and touch the piano, such a magical ability really impresses her.

His hands were twice as big as hers, fair and slender, with well-defined bones, perfect enough to be faulty.

Every time those hands held her, she only felt her thoughts surging and her thoughts flowing.

As if noticing her gaze, those soft eyes slowly lifted.

Yan Hanyu was extremely ashamed, avoided his gaze in a panic, looked at the book in his hand crampedly, and raised his eyes again, his eyes were still looking at her.

She couldn't sit still, coughed lightly, walked over to the table, poured a cup of tea, and took a sip. His eyes lowered and raised, and finally he poured another glass and brought it in.

The teacup was placed next to the desk, and she whispered, "Have a cup of tea." ”

"Thank you. He took her hand and asked gently, "Are you tired?"

"Not tired. Yan Hanyu shook her head, lowered her eyes again, and said softly, "I just wanted to see you." ”

explained the reason why he was staring at him just now, but after saying this, Yan Hanyu even turned red at the root of his ears.

After saying that, I felt that it was better not to explain.

A smile appeared on Zhao Xian's lips, and as soon as he held her hand tightly, he sat down next to him.

Qing Runrun's voice reached his ears, "Yu'er." ”

Blushing and reddening, she raised her gaze to see what he had written, handwriting handsomely and delicately, but the content was a prescription.

"Why do you know how to heal?" asked the question in his heart.

Thinking that he had been giving her a pulse in the past few days, I had already had questions in my heart.

She knows how to heal because she met the divine doctor Sun Cheng by chance, why does he know how to he?

"A long illness becomes a cure. ”

Yan Hanyu suddenly said, exactly.

"I heard that you used to be in poor health, but now you are all better?"

Zhao Xian's gaze was inquiring, but he still replied, "Well, okay." ”

"Why don't I give you a pulse?" she said with a glow.

Zhao Xian responded, reaching out to check her pulse.

The pulse is neither floating nor sinking, neither big nor small, calm and gentle, fluent and powerful; Qi and blood are abundant, the function of the organs and lungs is vigorous, and there is no sign of weakness and weakness at all.

Yan Hanyu was very satisfied, let go of his hand and smiled at him.

"That's great!"

He's healed, it's good! He's healed, and the trajectory of his fate has long since changed.

Will her fate change as well?

Even if she has inexplicable amnesia, even if she still has smallpox, the trajectory of fate will still change, right?

The fingertips gently caressed her wrist, one at a time.

He asked softly, "Can you tell me what you did in the month before and after the New Year?"

Yan Hanyu recalled very obediently, "My mother disappeared before the New Year's Festival, and later found it in Luoyang, it was Qingyuan Gong, he wanted to see my mother on his deathbed, and even took my mother to Luoyang ......" Referring to this, Yan Hanyu complained with a stomach, "Qingyuan Gong thought that he had protected my mother's life and publicized my mother's life as the queen of Li, but in fact, he did a superfluous thing." Empress Li is the lord of the dead country, if it is decided today and returned to the Song Dynasty, my mother's life experience is too much to be publicized. How many people in the capital are staring at my mother now, how can it be a good thing? My mother is happy and quiet, does not get involved in disputes, and spreads my mother's life experience, if there is any entanglement in the future, it will inevitably touch my mother's ......"

She didn't miss everything, she said everything before and after the New Year's Festival, and she didn't miss anything, even what happened to the Yan family.

The careful Zhao Xian clearly knew that she still missed one and missed him.

Is this forgetting him?

She saved him, and she forgot about it? )