In the dead of night, the twilight of the year was cold, when the Lin Yi people confirmed in detail to Zong Li about entering the Jiuxuan Cave on the winter solstice, Nie Linggu's carriage drove into the palace of King Yu again.

Xu is because of the needles for days, Gu Xiaofan is obviously a little resistant to Nie Linggu, no matter how Lin Yiren coaxes, Gu Xiaofan just hides behind the curtain and does not come out.

Under Xuanniang's reminder, Lin Yiren had no choice but to take Gu Xiaofan to Lanxi Garden. Gu Xiaofan likes Lanxi Garden, and from the first time she stepped into the garden of the fragrant sea of flowers, Lin Yiren immediately felt this.

In the Lanxi Garden, Gu Xiaofan is happy, compared to the Lin Yi people who prefer to sit in the small building of Lianqing and watch the scenery and drink tea, Gu Xiaofan prefers to rummage in the garden.

Gu Xiaofan's love for flowers and plants is quite different from other women, she will tear off the petals and stuff them into her mouth, and she will also fold a few elegant small flowers and weave them into a wreath to wear on her head.

When she saw this situation for the first time, Xuanniang was shocked. The Lin Yi people cherish every grass and tree in the Orchid Garden, even if the flowers and leaves wither, they must order people to bury them under the trees, and they are never allowed to trample on them at will, not to mention that those flowers and plants are arbitrarily climbed.

Xuan Niang's blame was gently stopped by Lin Yiren, looking at Gu Xiaofan's face full of mud and a shallow smile on the corner of his lips, Lin Yiren was a little relieved...... Unwilling to let Gu Xiaofan recall the words of the past, the mood over the years should be the same as he is at the moment, sad, helpless, wanting her to recover, but unwilling to let her face it.

After the winter, the Lin Yi people no longer took Gu Xiaofan to Lanxi Garden, the wind was cold and the day was cold, and Gu Xiaofan was not good outside the house for too long. Can ...... today? The plum branches are sparse, the light fragrance lingers, Lin Yiren watched Gu Xiaofan insert the red plum on the placket and bun, smiled in his eyes, and led her into the small building of Lianqing.

"Miss Gu's complexion is better than a few days ago, but it seems to be stuffy in the house. Nie Linggu followed the two into the house.

"Yes," Lin Yiren smiled lightly, "if you don't care about her, you will never go back to the house." ”

"Regarding the method of taking the bone fairy grass that the prince asked back last time, Nie has been carefully consulting all kinds of classics during this time, but unfortunately he has found nothing so far, he is really ashamed. ”

"Where Mr. Nie said, it is this king who bothers Mr. Nie. Lin Yiren quietly watched Xuanniang settle Gu Xiaofan lying on the bed, "I think that the bone fairy herb is a rare thing in the world, and it is normal that it is not recorded in the medical classics." ”

"The palace is as vast as a sea of smoke, the prince might as well cut in and give it a try. Nie Linggu took out the silver needle and spread it on the table.

"Mr. Nie is ......" Lin Yiren's eyes moved slightly.

"Although the folk medical classics are colorful, but if it has a long history, I am afraid it is not as good as in the palace, Qin Guifei has just recovered from her illness, and she has taken advantage of the time and place, why doesn't the prince ask Qin Guifei about this matter?"

"What Mr. Nie said is true. The corners of Lin Yiren's lips hooked slightly, signaled Nie Linggu to apply a needle to Gu Xiaofan, and slowly walked out of the room.

Mother, Bone Fairy Grass, Gu Xiaofan...... Lin Yiren stood under the eaves of the porch with his hands in his hands, and his mouth was filled with bitterness...... When the sky is obtained, the land is advantageous, but there is no one to be with, and among the people who are looking at Gu Xiaofan's death, the first to bear the brunt is the peerless beauty Qin Guifei who favors the harem.

"Lord Wang......" Under the night, Jiang Nuo's footsteps came in a hurry.

"What's the matter?" said Lin Yi.

"Su Gongzi sent someone to deliver the letter. Jiang Nuo said, presenting a letter to Lin Yiren.

The Lin Yi people uncovered the fire paint on the letters, but instead of letterheads, they pulled out two slightly smaller letters.

"This letter is addressed to Uncle Huang. Lin Yiren handed over the letter written with Prince Zhe's personal revelation to Jiang Nuo, "After sending it over tomorrow, I will buy some things and go to see Xinzhou." ”

"Yes. Jiang Nuo took the letter in his arms and turned to leave.

Through the faint light of the lantern under the eaves of the porch, Lin Yiren opened the letter written with the letter written by the prince of Xuan, and a few lines of strong handwriting fell into view.

"Yiren, after all the things in Yifan, I have decided to take care of Yinyin for the rest of my life, just because the master has always had a lot of complaints about the royal family, so after the injury was slightly relieved, I first went to Gugong Mountain to ask for the forgiveness of the teacher, and then went down the mountain to ask for relatives from the Zhe Wangfu. The matter between me and Yinyin, the disparity in identity is really an iron wall, and I hope that Yiren will help me confess to King Zhe, although Su Zhuoyun has no ambition, but he vows to be unswervingly committed to Yinyin in this life, and life and death are not easy. Zhuo Yun paused. ”

Lin Yiren slowly folded the letterhead, and his eyes were filled with relief. He didn't know what Su Zhuoyun would say in his letter to the emperor's uncle, but since Su Zhuoyun swore that even the nine cows would not be able to pull it back, this must be as clear as Mu Yingzhou, who is the head of the Gu Gong faction, and Lin Yiren.

"Lord Wang," Xuan Niang walked out of the house with a big coat in her hand and gently draped it over Lin Yiren, "It's cold at night, Miss Gu's appetite has not been very good, I arranged for someone to cook her white fungus red date chestnut soup earlier, and you can eat some while it's hot in a while." ”

"Good. Lin Yiren asked Xuanniang to tidy up her clothes, and she found that there was a silver-white hair between Xuanniang's buns.

"Lord Wang, it's right that you care about Miss Gu, but you also have to keep an eye on your body from time to time, even the painter said that you are going to reduce your weight this year compared to last year, how can it be better to go on like this. Xuan Niang chattered to herself.

"Xuanniang," Lin Yiren stretched out his hand, "don't move, there's a white hair." ”

"Where?" Xuan Niang stood in front of Lin Yi with her head down.

Lin Yiren felt that the slender figure he looked up to as a child was actually a little vicissitudes at this moment.

"Didn't you keep saying that you would go back to Linsang after winter, why don't you start now, it will be more and more inconvenient to go on the road when it gets colder. The Lin Yi gently plucked the white hair.

"Not assured. Xuan Niang took the white hair from Lin Yiren's hand and sighed, "Miss Gu is in the house, you take care of it very much, in case you don't take good care of your subordinates when you turn around, something goes wrong, but how can you get it." ”

"It's better to go early, otherwise you will have to come back in a hurry after a few days, not to mention the hard journey, and there are too few days to see your family throughout the year. "Lin Yi is humane.

"Good. Xuan Niang threw her white hair into the wind lonely, "The prince is so old, how can the slave and maid not be old, if the prince sees the prince now, he doesn't know how happy he is." ”

The prince, Lin Yiren's eyes are slightly dark, in the palace of King Xuan, his father Lin Yiran is the only and eternal prince in Xuanniang's mouth.

"That painting...... Is it burned?" Lin Yi said.

"Not yet," Xuan Niang gently stroked the snow on Lin Yiren's shoulder, "The slave maid thought about burning again on the night of the winter solstice." ”

Winter solstice...... The Lin people looked at the vast night sky, and on the night of the winter solstice, everything should have settled. Father, you'll bless the little fan, right?

After Nie Ling left alone, Gu Xiaofan seemed to want to go out again, and when Lin Yiren saw this, he hurriedly asked Xuanniang to bring sweet soup.

"Little fan," Lin Yiren scooped up a spoonful of sweet soup, blew it gently, and sent it to Gu Xiaofan's mouth, "There are no lychees in winter, and when the summer lotus blooms, Brother Shen will take you to a string of buildings to eat sweet soup, this white fungus red date chestnut soup is the most nourishing for a woman's face, you have to eat more to be as beautiful as this flower." ”

Gu Xiaofan sat on the chair and ate quietly, as if in her heart and eyes, there was only a small bowl of sweet soup.