Yang's body does not seem to have improved, but is getting heavier and heavier day by day, busy with the palace doctors of all sizes, all the palace ladies and concubines, regardless of whether there was a festival in the past, they all come to ask for warmth, people come and go endlessly, all kinds of precious and rare medicinal materials are piled up in the side hall of the aster, and the sky above the aster is surrounded by a cloud of smoke all day long.

There were many suspicions in the palace about Yang's sudden illness, and the most mentioned was that Yang was unwilling to marry Xue Hengjian because of his affair with Yang Mu. Of course, these words are just circulated in the palace, everyone knows it, but no one is willing to pierce the last layer of paper, just think about getting married quickly, once this kind of thing is poked out, it will only lose royal face, and no one will take advantage.

"Lord Xue is young and talented, and you are the daughter of a princess, he will not treat you badly. ”

In the evening, Yuwen Yanshu had just stepped into the main hall of Ziyuan when he heard Yang Zhen's helpless but tender voice.

"I'm tired, I should rest first, you go first. Yang Zhen's voice sounded haggard and weak.

Yuwen Yanshu originally thought that she was pretending to be sick, but when she heard this voice, her qi was weak and insufficient, and there was a line of hoarseness in her tone, but she was really sick.

"You, do it yourself. Yang Zhen said seriously.

When I came out, I happened to meet Yuwen Yanshu who was walking in with a food box, his face was still gloomy, and the dark robe embroidered with the dragon flying was thrown off the hunting sound, and when he saw that Yuwen Yanshu did not have the affinity of the past, he glanced at her obliquely, and still pursed his lips and hurriedly left this place.

"County Lord, why are you here?" Cai Qin, who sent Yang Zhen out, hurriedly came over and took the food box in her hand: "What is the errand for us to be slaves, why did you send it in person?"

"It's okay, I just wanted to come to see my sister, so I brought it by the way, it was the snow ginseng white fungus soup just made by the queen's mother's special imperial kitchen, which is the most nourishing. Yuwen Yanshu said, curiously stretched out his head to look at the inner room, and whispered: "Is the princess asleep?"

"I just fell asleep, I shouldn't have fallen asleep yet. Cai Qin took the little girl below and brought the ginseng soup, and told her to put it in the copper sword to keep it warm, and wait for the princess to drink it when she woke up.

Yuwen Yanshu stuck out his tongue, thinking about Yang Zhen's black face just now, it was estimated that Yang's mood was not suitable for receiving people visiting the patient, so he whispered to Cai Qin, and it would be the same if he came back another day.

"Cai Qin, who's coming?"

Yang was stung by Yang Zhenmian's words and was completely sleepy, his mind was full of confusion, and he was trying to find someone to talk to and relieve his boredom, when he heard a voice outside and asked loudly.

Cai Qin was shouted, confessed to Yuwen Yanshu, and went in to announce. Yang struggled to get up, put on a dress, and said to her, "Let her in, I'm thinking someone can talk." ”

Yang was half-leaning on the bed, wearing a stone blue corrugated satin cloak, and a handful of green silk scattered on the red quilt, haggard and sickly looked not less beautiful, but added a sense of pity to me.

"The jasper of the Pinghu Lake is shining in autumn, and the green clouds are holding the fan and shaking the handle. The water palace fairy fights red makeup, and walks lightly on the mirror. ”

When Yuwen Yanshu sat down, Yang Yan Shu walked away, did not greet her, but memorized the poem, this poem Yuwen Yanshu naturally knew, the first time I went to Yang Mu's Shu Palace, I was shocked by the long red lotus pond in the house, and involuntarily recited this poem written by the poet hundreds of years later.

At this moment, in this situation, Yang suddenly recited this poem without any atmosphere and defecation, and even seemed very disobedient and abrupt.

Yuwen Yanshu didn't know what she meant, so she had to smile: "My sister has a good memory, and she remembers it after hearing it once." ”

And Yang didn't mean to answer her words, a pair of black and white eyes like black pearls embedded in mercury stared at her face without blinking, and the eyes were slightly smiling, as if they already knew some kind of secret about Yuwen Yanshu. Yuwen Yan is furious when he looks at it, probably no one likes to face this kind of gaze that seems to have seen through himself.

"Song Dynasty poet Zhang Lei's poem, am I right?" Yang stared at Yuwen Yanshu's face tightly, not letting go of any subtle expression on her face.

Yuwen Yanshu sat on the chair in a daze like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, looking at her stupidly, all her thoughts froze and stagnated for a moment, and suddenly like a stream of water flowed a hundred times and a thousand times, some were excited and some were dazed.

Yang was very satisfied with the change in her expression she saw, and smiled kindly and kindly: "When I heard you read this poem that day, I knew that you must have come from a very distant era like me. ”

Seeing that Yang's face seemed to be stuck in the memory of the past, Yuwen Yanshu was not sure if she was the person she was looking for, just like Yang knew that she was from a descendant, but did not know who she was. Can she show her identity, what if she doesn't, no, she left her biological brother alone, infatuated with Yang Mu for no reason, it seems that she can be sure that she is Qu Lianjin, Yang Mu's face is exactly the same as Qu Junhao, so what if she is, they used to say nothing, hiding in a quilt and chatting until late at night, but later after she knew about her marriage to Qu Junhao, she never said a word, and even inserted a bar, no matter how deep the relationship between girlfriends is, it seems that once she is involved with a man, it will become subtle and weird。

"Oh, it's the same end of the world. Yuwen Yan was absent-mindedly perfunctory.

Fortunately, Yang thought that she was flustered because her identity was revealed, but she did not pursue it.

"I'm from a world a thousand years later, what about you?" Yang's smile was as relaxed as meeting the old man, some things have been in his heart for so many years, just like the rushing water of the Yellow River, and he can't wait for an outlet to vent.

"Me?" Yuwen Yanshu said before looking around to make sure that there was no one, and suddenly calmed down and began to make up nonsense: "In my previous life, my father was a petty official in Jiangnan Province, and later wrote a poem that was said to satirize Emperor Qianlong, so he was beheaded all over the house, and I was desperate so I committed suicide by throwing myself into the river, and when I woke up, I lay next to my mother in this life." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be the Qianlong period, when ** was prevalent, because there were countless people who were unjustly killed. Yang said lightly, without much surprise or sympathy on his face. Reality is always cruel, no matter which dynasty will inevitably have such a thing, she has no extra feelings to give to others.

"I'm farther away than you, and there's a lot of tools that people have invented, and there's something that flies in the sky, there's something that can swim under the sea, and there's a place where people can go to the moon. "The psychological defense line of people in the sick period is fragile, and the old things are like a river that bursts its embankment, blocking her heart, so that she does not vomit and is unhappy.

"On the moon?" Yuwen Yanshu shouted as he feigned surprise in disbelief.

"Yes. Yang proudly cut his hair: "I come from such a place that seems to be full of impossibilities now. ”

"Our family has its own group industry, that is to say, we are businessmen who do business in the family, you may not imagine that the businessmen here are the last in the ranks of Shinong industry and commerce, but in our place, as long as you have a way to make money, it determines that your social status is higher than others. My father was very smart, as long as he fancied the business, there was nothing that was not profitable. ”

Uncle Qu is indeed shrewd, Yuwen Yanshu remembered that Uncle who had his hair and needed "peripheral support from the center", and had to wear a wig every day. Qu Lianjin once directly compared the description of her appearance in her middle school essay to "there is an ice skating rink in the middle, surrounded by an iron fence". Uncle Qu not only has a unique eye for business, but also has sleek communication methods, long sleeves and good dancing, and often funds and supports various large-scale government projects, and is a popular "God of Wealth" in officialdom.

"But he only cares about business and making money, and my mother only cares about beauty and dressing up every day, attending parties with other noble ladies, throwing me to the nanny, giving money on time every month, and usually talking to the driver when she sees something other people have. But they don't always have time to chat with me and play together. ”

Yuwen Yanshu nodded in her heart, at that time, Qu Lianjin would often say hello to the driver's uncle as soon as she got out of school, and then go back to her house hand in hand with her schoolbag, she said that it was because their family had the warm taste of home.

But at this moment, she still pretended to be curious and said, "But isn't it good that you don't have to worry about food and clothing?"

"Worry-free food and clothing?" Yang smiled bitterly: "You don't understand, compared with those things, I envy those people who hold hands and go to roadside stalls to buy things." ”

"In the eyes of outsiders, I am a daughter, smooth sailing, there are people to help me pave the way, I just sit there and wait, but who knows the bitterness in my heart, my parents are happy, and my good friend who has always been proud of him actually seduced my boyfriend, and also hid from me that I got married. ”

Seduce! Yuwen Yanshu's pupils suddenly contracted, and his long green nails inadvertently pinched into his palms. It turned out that in her heart, she had always been such a person. Yuwen Yanshu's lips trembled, but in the end he still couldn't say a word.

"I believe in her so much, she actually pretended to be pitiful when she was sick and threw her arms on my boyfriend, how could she be like this? I was so heartfelt to her, her parents died, I was worried that she would not be able to think about it, so she would take care of her personally, I would share half of my good things, she was wronged, and I would stand up for her. ”

Sitting on the chair, obviously wearing very thick clothes, and wearing a thick cloak made of golden rat hair twisted thread, but still couldn't stop the steep spring cold, Yuwen Yanshu only felt that his hands and feet were cold, and the cardiovascular system seemed to have no time to supply enough fresh blood to the brain, and the guide's thinking gradually slowed down.

It is no wonder that people often say that there are two sides to things, and we should treat them dialectically differently, but the current confusion of Yuwen Yanshu is whether we should treat things differently or treat people differently.