"The mourning family comes by itself!" Jing Yan couldn't help but say, and snatched the jade spoon with the medicinal soup that Yu Wenrui handed to his mouth.

When I go back to taking medicine, I have to stage feeding the medicine or something in person, which is really enough!

Yu Wenrui didn't dare to compete with Jing Yan. One is that she is worried about her sister-in-law's weak body, and she is afraid that she will hurt her sister-in-law again if she has no sense of proportion. Second, she was afraid that the hot medicinal soup in the spoon would splash on her sister-in-law's body.

"Sister-in-law dislikes me again......" Yu Wenrui flattened his mouth and snorted and chirped at Jing Yan, but the jade bowl in his right hand was held firmly and held to the most convenient position for Jing Yan to scoop.

Jing Yan couldn't stand her coquettishness, lowered her eyes and didn't look at her, she didn't look at the emperor's flickering big eyes, completely ignored her storage, and drank the medicinal soup in the bowl one by one.

Yu Wenrui was frustrated - sister-in-law didn't care about her anymore! Wounded......

Jing Yan's snow-colored palm pushed the jade bowl in Yu Wenrui's hand, and said lightly: "Political affairs are busy, the emperor should go back and deal with it." ”

"Sister-in-law drove me away again......" Yu Wenrui was even more congested.

It's noisy, it's been fed, what else is going to happen?

Jing Yan was slightly angry and glared at Yu Wenrui. However, that familiar face made her lose out of nowhere.

Yu Wenrui's heart felt something, and he sank a little in an instant.

"Sister-in-law doesn't want to see my face?" She was a little discouraged, and she hated making people even more, but she gave birth to a face that looked like the first emperor!

Yu Wenrui hated to change his face.

Jing Yan frowned, "Don't think nonsense, the mourning family is just tired." There you go! The mourning family has a pen and a waiter, so they don't have to worry. ”

Yu Wenrui was touched and said unhappily: "How can they care about my sister-in-law?" There is another slave in the palace who Shen Cheng killed that day! ”

Jing Yan's brows tightened, "Bingbi and Shimo have served the mourning family for many years. Most of the minions in this harem are loyal and reliable people, even if they are Shen Cheng, the mourning family treats him well, and the rest of the people have no heirs, they just want to enjoy some wealth, and they will never have different intentions. ”

Yu Wenrui put down the jade bowl and said, "Sister-in-law is kind, but if something like this happens, worry-free is really ...... I'm really scared! In case the sister-in-law is injured by the gangster, there is no place to bury the carefree and worry-free! ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a rich breath filled her mouth and nose, and a silky and cool palm covered her lips.

Yu Wenrui was stupid.

Jing Yan was embarrassed. She hated herself for forgetting her feelings for a while, and she actually made such intimate actions, and hurriedly withdrew her hand and coughed unnaturally to relieve the embarrassment in her heart, but the suspicious rouge halo on her face could not be hidden.

"Red mouth and white teeth, don't talk nonsense!" She gently turned her face away and taught the queen mother's style.

Yu Wenrui's hatred!

Sister-in-law, she actually took the initiative to cover her mouth! Why did she let go of her hand like this?

What about the skills? What about martial arts? What about the reaction?

Did you just lose your soul or something? Stay or not!

Jing Yan couldn't help but think about it, and persuaded: "You go!" State affairs are important......"

Yu Wenrui's soul was still immersed in the ecstasy of "Sister-in-law took the initiative to cover my mouth" and the chagrin of "Why don't you hold Sister-in-law's hand", and he didn't take his heart when he spoke: "How can you be important in state affairs?" ”

When Jing Yan heard this, his face stiffened, and he reprimanded: "What nonsense is the emperor talking about? ”

Yu Wenrui came to his senses and let out a stupid "ah".

Jing Yan stared at her and said in a deep voice: "The emperor is not a child anymore, he should learn to talk and behave like an emperor!" ”

"Why don't I look like an emperor anymore?" Yu Wenrui couldn't help but argue.

Since she became fond of Jing Yan, she couldn't see Jing Yan holding the queen mother to her, especially if she was disciplined like this, Yu Wenrui felt that she was just a child raised by her sister-in-law.

It's just her child, and she doesn't have the right to stand by her side as an equal.

Yu Wenrui didn't like this feeling. I'm afraid no one likes to be treated as an ignorant child by their beloved, right?

Jing Yan didn't know these twists and turns in her heart, and when she heard her argue, she was even more angry: Worry-free actually contradicted herself reads;! Is there something wrong with what you said? The Son of Heaven is the people of the world, and he is in the supreme and noble position of the world, how can he be a vegetarian meal in the corpse and stay in the harem every day? Is this still a child raised by himself? What did he become? It is not only a failure to educate the duty, but also a cause of inducing the emperor not to ask about political affairs...... If this is the case, what face do you have to face the world?

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and her left chest was beating wildly, Rao was a strong character, and the palpitations and colic made her unbearable. She curled up helplessly, cold sweat on her forehead, and suddenly her face was as pale as paper.

"Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you? ”

Yu Wenrui was frightened, couldn't care about anything, and tightly clasped her whole body into his arms.

She put her right palm on the top of Jing Yan's left back, and gently exhaled her internal force, slowly ironing Jing Yan's colic heart.

Gradually, Jing Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her fist slammed weakly on Yu Wenrui's shoulder: "Are you going to be angry with the mourning family!" ”

Yu Wenrui was distressed and frightened again, his eyes were red, Jing Yan beat himself, hugged her sadly, and shook his head vigorously: "I'm not angry with you!" I'm not mad at you! Don't scare me, okay? ”

Jing Yan was in her arms, sad and unwilling: every time she was tortured by illness, she hated this body for not fighting. It is also at this moment that the deepest and deepest place in her heart, the strong desire to survive will penetrate all the cracks in her body and gush out irrepressibly.

In her most vulnerable moments, she hated herself—

Hate yourself for having a fatal disease.

I hate myself even more, and I am afraid of death......

"Sister-in-law! I'm going to ask Shi Aiqing to come back! I'm going to call Bingbi and serve you with ink! As long as Shi Aiqing says you're fine, I'll go back to deal with government affairs immediately! Right away! ”

Yu Wenrui was really scared.

Shi Ran said that he wanted his sister-in-law to "think less", how could he contradict her? How can you make her angry?

If there is anything wrong with my sister-in-law, how should I deal with myself? The world is vast, where is this heart? Where to store it?

Yu Wenrui didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Some things, even if you just think about it, are painful and painful to the bone marrow......

Jing Yan leaned on Yu Wenrui's shoulder helplessly, if she was not willing to do so, her whole body was really soft. The most terrible thing, Yu Wenrui's clean and fresh breath and firm and warm shoulders made her have some unspeakable feelings.

That kind of affection has nothing to do with loneliness, but with attachment.

This child is terrible, and it is even more terrible to let this child get close to himself!

"It's okay to mourn your family, you don't have to work to give adults." Jing Yan, who had eased up, his voice was depressed again. She tried to push Yu Wenrui away, but Yu Wenrui didn't allow it.

"Your face is so ugly, and you still say it's okay?" Yu Wenrui held her face, and his eyes were full of concern.

"If the emperor cares about the mourning family and divides a few percent of it into the government and politics, it should be a blessing for the people of the Great Zhou."

Yu Wenrui was stunned. She wanted to say, "When did I stop caring about politics?" When did you stop caring about the people of Da Zhou? I am the emperor of the world, but I just want to be your beloved, the only one who ...... reads;.

But in the face of such a sick and weak sister-in-law, Yu Wenrui couldn't go on. She lowered her eyes, mixed with a hint of bitterness: "Sister-in-law taught ...... I'm going to be the emperor of the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty......"

After speaking, she didn't look at Jing Yan again, and then didn't say a word to Jing Yan.

"Bingbi! Serve the ink! Come in and serve the Queen Mother! ”

"Shen Quan! Swing Chongyang Palace! ”

The three people who had been waiting outside for a long time were about to grow mushrooms, and they finally survived the call inside, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time-

Shen Quan has been by the emperor's side for many years, so he naturally found out what the emperor was thinking.

Bingbi and Shimo served Jing Yan for many years, especially when the first emperor was alive. Yu Wenzhe's identity, can he hide it from the people of the world, from the people next to him? Can you hide it from the maid who waits for you? Therefore, the hidden things of the first emperor and the queen mother are very clear. Now that the emperor has grown up, they look at it day by day, not only in size and face more and more like the first emperor, but also the evidence of clues shows that the emperor even thinks about the queen mother is almost the same as the first emperor!

How obscure is this? It is even more difficult to say the identity of the first emperor back then.

Recently, the Queen Mother is sick, and the emperor always takes advantage of the excuse of serving illness to not leave the Kuntai Palace. That's fine, the most fearful thing, the emperor always kicks everyone out, and only the two of them are left in the room. It's okay if you just talk about some military affairs or palace secrets that can't be passed on, just in case...... In case this is half an hour, an hour, and two people are in it......

Not to mention that they have dirty thoughts, they can actually associate two women with that place, weren't the Queen Mother and the Emperor two women back then?

Since I realized this, Shi Mo and Bingbi have never told each other, but they have had a tacit understanding for many years.

The two of them were all frightened: If the Empress Dowager found out about this, would Kuntai Palace be in the palace, how could there be any life?

Therefore, when they heard the emperor's call, the three of them silently hoped that the emperor's time in Kuntai Palace would be as short as possible, and the fewer times they would come to serve the sick, the better.

After worry-free finished saying that, his eyes did not fall on him for a moment.

That's good. Best, worry-free has been bored with himself since then, and he doesn't want to see himself again......

Jing Yan thought like this, but he felt sad for no reason.

She let Bingbi tuck the corners of the quilt for herself, and let the waiter Mo pick up the jade bowl on the table.

She held on, not looking at the back of Yu Wenrui leaving.

She closed her gaze back to her side, but what caught her eye was the sewing box on the inside of the bed, and a bright yellow corner of the box was exposed.

It was the purse she had sewn for Yu Wenrui, and there was only one thing in the purse, which was the small statue of the noodle that Yu Wenrui brought back from the market the day before yesterday.

Jing Yan sighed silently: Since when has the qiē beside her been unable to escape the association with this child?

In the blink of an eye, a bony and slender palm appeared in front of him, and a crystal cake was held on the palm, which was his favorite sweet.

Jing Yan was shocked, and the child's aggrieved voice sounded in his ears: "The medicinal soup is not delicious, prepare a sweet ...... for you"