Chapter 44: Illness Manifests

After knowing about the Baihuayuan, Du Piaoling didn't have much worry, but he didn't think that the rumors that came from nowhere were framed by the four princes, and there is a trend of becoming more and more turbulent, how important people's hearts are, Du Piaoling is still very clear in his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Ask my sister, help the four princes!" The words were sincere, Du Piaoling buried her head deeply, she knew that Du Weiwei definitely had that ability.

Glancing at Du Piaoling, who was kneeling, Du turned his head slightly, handed the folded note in his hand to Shen Mu, and raised his finger in the direction of the palace.

Shen Mu lowered his head, dodged a few times, and left outward.

"Come in." Du Weiwei took a step and walked towards the side room.

Du Piaoling was overjoyed and did not drive himself away, indicating that there was hope.

The second time he entered this side room, Du Piaoling seemed cautious, but his eyes still involuntarily looked at the pine porcelain qin that was quietly placed.

Sitting down obediently, he was unwilling to do anything before, and this time, Du Piaoling's attitude was extremely sincere.

"Tell me, how do you want me to help you." Touching his sleeves, Du opened his mouth slightly.

"Doom ......" Du Piaoling was stunned, and didn't know what to say.

"What? It's not that you want me to help you, if you don't say, how can I help you? With a chuckle, Du Weiwei looked indifferent.

The fingers were tightly stirred together, and Du Piaoling only felt his temples jump suddenly, full of nervousness.

He has a marriage contract with the four princes, and it is not good to say, most of his people are already the four princes, if he has any accidents, a large part of him will not be able to escape, besides, his dream of being a queen has not yet been realized, how can it end like this.

Gently picking the cardamom on his finger, Du Weiwei's face was still indifferent: "If my sister has nothing to say, my sister won't stay much." ā€

"No!" Raising his head suddenly, Du Piaoling's eyes were full of unwillingness, "I know that my sister must have a way!" ā€

Suddenly chuckled, Du Weiwei's eyebrows did not move, and he still looked at his hands carefully: "Sister, a woman in the boudoir, what can she do, my sister is really good at laughing." ā€

His eyes stared at Du Weiwei, as if he had made some decision, and opened his mouth in a deep voice: "If my sister helps my sister, in the future, no matter what happens, my sister will listen to my sister with full power." ā€

As if hearing something even funnier, Du Wei smiled louder and louder: "Hahahaha." ā€

Du Piaoling didn't seem to know Du Weiwei, but she was also a little afraid of her like this.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Du Weiwei's eyes suddenly surged with light: "Du Piaoling, don't think that I don't know, what you say has always been only three points of faith." One set on the surface, one set behind the back, do you think I can believe it? ā€

For the first time, Du Weiwei directly broke the words, but this is also the last time, what Du Weiwei has to do today is to completely let Du Piaoling use it for himself.

His face was red, Du Piaoling was shocked and scared like never before, he thought that some of his previous careful thoughts had never been seen through, but Du Weiwei had already seen himself through.

"Du Piaoling, don't I know your temperament?" stood up, walked to Du Piaoling's side, and gently pinched a lock of her hair, Du Weiwei seemed to have a surge of ruffianism.

Not daring to make any moves, Du Piaoling could only sit still, for a long time, half of his body was already stiff.

"Sister, sister is wrong." The first time, Du Piaoling said this sentence from the heart, and it was also the first time, she felt the deep killing intent on Du Weiwei's body, except for the city mansion.

One turned around, her dress fluttering, Du Weiwei sat down beside her, and there was no intention to let Du Piaoling go: "Du Piaoling, if I can help you get to a high position, I can also let you fall into hell." The gloomy words said that Du Piaoling's heart trembled.

Before he could say anything, Du Weiwei sat back in his original seat, swept away the previous haze, and put on a faint smile.

Taking a deep breath, Du Piaoling's attitude was unprecedentedly calm: "Sister, Piaoling knows your mistakes." I will never dare to do it again. ā€

For a long time, Du Weiwei did not speak.

Du Piaoling sat quietly, no longer daring to think about anything.

"Let's go back first." Holding his head with his hands, Du slightly spit out a sentence.

Du Piaoling's eyes were a little hollow, as if he hadn't heard it.

"Sister, go back first, sister promises that the fourth prince will not make any mistakes." The voice was slightly raised, calling Du Piaoling back to his senses.

In fact, Du Weiwei knew very well in his heart that Mu Yunjin would indeed not make a mistake, but he said it by himself, so that Du Piaoling could believe that he had made a move.

When leaving Weiyuan, Du Piaoling didn't even dare to look back and take another look, the chill that faintly crept into his heart made people tremble.

Du Piaoling left only a quarter of an hour, and Mu Dai arrived at Du Weiwei's courtyard, holding a dark blue bag in her hand, with a smile on her face.

"Mother." Xing Chong rushed up, a few days, Mu Dai came to his own here, and he didn't look for his mother because of the deployment of the dark pavilion, and he saw his mother come today, and he was naturally happy from the bottom of his heart.

The eyebrows were docile, and Mu Dai smiled kindly: "Look what my mother brought you." As he spoke, he laid down the burden on the stone table and opened it carefully.

With Mu Dai's soft movements, the things in the baggage were displayed in front of him, and suddenly, Du Wei's eyes widened.

Everywhere you look, there are large swaths of eye-catching red, bright red colors, which make people feel warm.

Mu Dai stretched out her hand, picked up the clothes and shook them high, and in an instant, the beautiful skirt fluttered to the ground, and the large and small collars were full of plum blossoms with a deeper red color.

Looking at the clothes, the waist is tied with a intricately woven red brocade belt, dozens of ear belts are hung in a staggered manner, and there are several golden beads hanging at intervals, colliding together, tinkling.

At the skirt, there are nearly four skirts layered on top of each other, and the outermost layer is a layer of light yarn that drags the ground and floats, and the wind blows, which is beautiful.

The sleeves are wide-sleeved, and the cuffs are sewn with gold edges, which is graceful and luxurious.

Du was slightly stunned, a little tear welled up in his eyes, and he couldn't say a word, it turned out that in the past few days, his mother and mother have been sewing wedding dresses for themselves.

After not hearing Du Weiwei speak for a long time, Mu Dai folded her clothes, put them back on the stone table, took Du Weiwei's hand and said with concern: "What's wrong, Wei'er?" Don't like the look? ā€

Suddenly came back to his senses, shook his head vigorously, and showed a smile: "Mother, it's so good-looking, Wei'er likes it very much." ā€

smiled with satisfaction, Mu Dai's eyes were also full of emotion, this wedding dress was sewn according to the style she had when she got married, and she only hoped that she could give her daughter the deepest memory.

Holding his mother's hand and sitting down, Du Weiwei stroked the wedding dress lightly, and his eyes were moved.

Suddenly, Mu Dai seemed to remember something: "Wei'er, I'm afraid this fabric cost a lot of silver taels." ā€

His thoughts paused, and he raised his eyes to look at his mother, not understanding what she was talking about at all.

Mu Dai didn't see Du Weiwei's expression, just looked down at the clothes: "When Xiaoxiang Pavilion sent the fabric a few days ago, ......"

Only heard the three words of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Du Weiwei had a number in his heart, a burst of warmth surged into his heart, Mu Dai's words behind him did not listen carefully, smiled and took his mother's hand and called again: "Mother~ It doesn't cost much, you know, the income of the dark pavilion is ......" said, smiling at his mother.

Mu Dai's eyes were gentle, and she smiled with Du Weiwei.

After a pause, the smile on his face finally faded, and his words took on a rare seriousness: "Wei'er." ā€

"Hmm. Mother, you say. Du Wei played with the ears on the wedding dress, did not raise his head, and agreed.

"When you marry into the Lizun Palace, your mother ......" was speechless for a while, but she didn't say any more.

Raised his head suspiciously: "What's the matter, mother?" ā€

"Mother...... I'm going back to the other hospital. ā€

Du Weiwei's eyes widened suddenly: "Why! The hand holding the tassel clenched tightly all of a sudden.

Lowered his eyes, didn't look at his daughter's eyes full of hope, sank his mind, and finally calmed down, and said in a calm tone: "Wei'er, not only my mother wants to go back to the other hospital. Mother still wants you, break off the relationship with Du Fu! ā€

For a while, the atmosphere seemed to become tense, and Du Weiwei looked at his mother with dead eyes, completely unable to believe what he heard.

Mu Dai's face was calm, and she looked at Du Wei so steadily.

"Wei'er, marry into the Lizun Palace, be a good princess, stay in the mansion well, and don't care about the outside world!" The words are harsh, but they are full of a mother's concern for her daughter.

Retracting his eyes, a few thoughts flashed in Du Weiwei's heart, and he suddenly understood what his mother meant, the world has changed greatly, and his mother doesn't want to be involved in these rights and wrongs.

However, mother, my daughter is already involved.

I silently read this sentence in my heart, but I never said it.

Seeing that Du Weiwei didn't respond to herself for a long time, he stretched out his hand and wanted to put it on her shoulder, but before his hand touched it, he felt dizzy, and suddenly withdrew his hand, held his forehead, and gently lifted his temples.

"Mother, what's wrong with you!?" When I raised my head, I saw my mother's brows frowning, rubbing my temples again and again, as if I was uncomfortable, I stepped forward and hugged my mother's shoulder.

Mu Dai forced a smile: "It's okay, dizzy, it's okay to take a rest." ā€

In fact, this is the sixth time Mu Dai has dizzy today, and since she moved back to her own dai courtyard, this headache and dizziness have flare-up from time to time.

A few days ago, I let the unequaled son see it, and prescribed two patches of medicine, which were effective, and knew that he couldn't always rely on medicine to cure, so he stopped on his own initiative, and didn't think about starting to get sick again, and when he took the medicine again, he couldn't suppress the condition at all.

Du Weiwei hugged his mother, panicked in his eyes, he knew everything, but he didn't know anything about this medical skill, and now he looked at his mother's headache, only distressed.

"Mother, how are you?!!! Isn't it a headache?! Don't worry, Zikou will go to the doctor, it will be fine for a while......" Du Weiwei pulled out his left hand, put it on Mu Dai's forehead, and rubbed it gently.

"Don't! Don't let Zikou find a doctor, I will have a headache for a while......" Strongly supporting his body, he no longer relied on Du Weiwei, waved his hand, and signaled not to look for a doctor.

Du Weiwei refused to follow at all, and he wanted to go out by himself.

As soon as he turned around, he heard his mother's extremely serious voice: "Wei'er doesn't even listen to her mother's words now?" ā€

After a pause, he looked back at his mother, who seemed to be in pain no longer in pain, and raised his voice: "Zikou! Come back! ā€

walked back to his mother's side, grabbed her hand, and used his strength to the end, as if he was afraid for a while.

"Wei'er, promise what my mother said." A genuine tone that cannot be refused.

Lowering his eyes, Du Weiwei never spoke again.

In the bottom of my heart, I said heavily, I'm sorry, mother, as long as you are in the Xiangfu for a day, Wei'er must stay in the Xiangfu for a day.