Tonight, it was Imperial Doctor Pei's turn to stay in the palace, and there was no one else in the medicine hall, he saw Fuquan, and when he carried the medicine box, he first asked: "Father-in-law Fu, is this going to see His Royal Highness or to the princess?" ”

If it was for Mu Ziling, he should prepare some drugs that could really be used.

When Imperial Doctor Pei was young, Empress Zhuang had been kind to him several times, and once saved his life, he has always been loyal to Empress Zhuang, and now, he is like Fuquan, and he is also Yan Wenhao's confidant.

Over the years, he has done his best to take care of Yan Wenhao, and the fact that Yan Wenhao's illness has been cured naturally can't be hidden from him, so he is also loyal to Yan Wenhao, and he concealed this matter very well, and even came up with a way for Yan Wenhao to cover up and pretend to be sick.

He is the only one who dares to say a few jokes in front of Yan Wenhao occasionally.

He patted his stomach with his hand, Fuquan's round face was full of smiles, and he replied happily, "It's for His Highness." As he spoke, he briefly mentioned to him about leaving the palace today.

Hearing this, Imperial Doctor Pei nodded clearly, he grabbed a few bottles of tonic medicine and put them in the medicine box, and then said to Fuquan: "Let's go." ”

At this moment, the rain that had been a little light just now was heavy again, and the two of them were still drenched with umbrellas, and when they arrived at Lingxiao Pavilion, it was already half an hour later.

Walking into the hall, turning the screen, when he saw Mu Ziling, Imperial Doctor Pei stepped forward and saluted him in a proper manner.

"Get up."

Mu Ziling waved his hand, signaling him to excuse himself, and then said with some urgency: "You can go and see Your Highness quickly." ”

"Wechen knows." Nodding, Imperial Doctor Pei put down the medicine box, and then walked towards the bed.

At this time, Yan Wenhao also happened to open his eyes.

Imperial Doctor Pei was not surprised, he saluted Yan Wenhao, and then sat down in front of the bed, stretched out his fingers, put them on Yan Wenhao's pulse, and began to diagnose the pulse.

Closing his eyes, Imperial Physician Pei pretended to ask for a long time, and finally stroked his beard, let go of his hand, stood up, and said to Mu Ziling, who had been looking at Yan Wenhao worriedly: "Your Highness's body is fine, but it is because of the fatigue of traveling and driving today, and I am a little tired, so I will cough again." The princess doesn't have to worry, just let Her Highness have a good night's rest, and it will be fine. ”

As he spoke, he took out the bottles of tonic medicine he had just put in from the medicine box, "These are the pills that Wei Chen has newly made in the past few days, if His Highness is unwell in the future, take two pills with warm water, and it will get better." ”

"There's Imperial Doctor Lao Pei." Taking the pill, Mu Ziling couldn't help but smile a little, he carefully handed it over to Fuquan and asked him to keep it on his behalf, and he personally sent Imperial Doctor Pei for a while.

Seeing Mu Ziling leaving, Xie Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief, he jumped down from the beam of the room, first stuffed the deformed letter he pinched back into his arms, then turned around, and said to Yan Wenhao succinctly: "Huai'an's matter has been done, the specific situation, after tomorrow, I will come to you again, and I will talk to you in detail when the time comes." ”

Yan Wenhao heard this, hooked his lips, he narrowed a pair of good-looking eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and said to Xie Jingyu: "You have worked hard all the way, you will have a good rest tomorrow, you don't have to come to me again, I will let the dark one go to you, and then you will tell the dark one, and he will know what to do later." ”

After being silent for a while, Xie Jingyu nodded and said, "That's fine, then I'll come to you another day." ”

He went back and forth between Huai'an and the capital in just ten days, almost day and night, and only slept for less than three hours a day.

After Xie Jingyu left, it didn't take long for Mu Ziling to walk in, and behind him, Duo Duo was holding a tray in his hand, on which were neatly placed a few side dishes and a bowl of white porridge.

"Your Highness hasn't had dinner yet, so I just ordered the kitchen to prepare some light side dishes, you can try them and see if they suit your appetite."

Commanding a few little eunuchs to prop up the low table on the bed, Mu Ziling said as he helped Yan Wenhao to sit up and let him sit on the head of the bed.

Yan Wenhao took Mu Ziling's hand, let him sit beside him, and said in a gentle tone: "Qianhe has been busy, so he must not have eaten yet, just right, come with me." ”

"It's fine."

Mu Ziling didn't refuse, he really hadn't eaten yet, and he was already a little hungry at this time, although he only ordered the kitchen to prepare a few dishes, but each dish was a lot, and only he and Yan Wenhao ate it, which was completely enough.

After dinner and medicine, Yan Wenhao's spirit improved a lot, he leaned against the head of the bed, tilted his head, and looked at Mu Ziling with unblinking eyes, looking focused and serious.

On the other hand, Mu Ziling, after dinner, held a book in his hand and read it with relish, at this moment, he was not aware of Yan Wenhao's gaze that always fell on him.

"Humility." Suppressing the dissatisfaction of being ignored in his heart, Yan Wenhao supported his chin with one hand, opened his mouth, and shouted at Mu Ziling.

"Huh?"

Subconsciously responded, who was calling him when he reacted, Mu Ziling raised his head, he looked at Yan Wenhao, and there was a little doubt in his eyes: "Your Highness?" ”

The corners of Yan Wenhao's mouth rose, he raised his hand and pointed not far away, the seven-stringed piano that Mu Ziling had just brought back from Mufu today, there was also a smile in his eyes, and he asked gently: "Jiuwen Qian and qin skills are also a must, because Ling Xiao Pavilion had no piano before, naturally he had no chance to listen, but now he has a piano, can he play a song for me?" ”

Hearing this, Mu Ziling was stunned for a moment, he looked at Yan Wenhao's hand, and when he saw the lyre he brought back from his mother's house, he remembered that his father once smiled and said that he looked like his mother when he stroked the piano, and he couldn't help but smile.

Closing the book in his hand, Mu Ziling smiled at Yan Wenhao, then nodded, and replied, "Okay, I'll play a song for Your Highness." ”

Got up and walked to the piano stand, Mu Ziling sat down on the piano bench, he raised his hand and gently stroked the piano body, with deep longing for his mother in his eyes.

With his head down, his fingers slowly plucked the strings, and soon, a song 'Spring and White Snow' slanted out from the finger strings. Mu Ziling slowly closed his eyes, as if he could see that a long time ago, his father and mother were sitting in the courtyard together, one stroking the piano, the other playing the flute, and occasionally looking at each other and smiling-

At that time, they were so compatible.

After playing the song, Mu Ziling exhaled deeply, and after suppressing the thoughts and sadness that kept pouring out in his heart, he slowly opened his eyes.

Raising his eyes, he saw that Yan Wenhao, who was originally sitting on the bed, had gotten out of bed and walked to his side, looking at him at this time, Mu Ziling was a little surprised: "Your Highness, why are you up?" ”

After asking, Mu Ziling saw that Yan Wenhao was only wearing a thin undershirt, so he frowned, quickly stood up and took a coat to put on for him, and then said to him: "Your Highness is not suitable to get up now, let's go back to bed and lie down quickly." ”

Yan Wenhao ignored his words, but raised a hand, lightly touched his eyes, bent down slightly, and asked in a warm voice close to his ear: "Did Qianhe remember something when he played just now?" ”

When he played just now, as the sound of the piano flowed out, Mu Ziling's eyebrows and eyes were also dyed with a trace of sorrow, and under the reflection of the glass light, his expression seemed to be a little sad, as if he would cry in the next moment.

I didn't expect Yan Wenhao to ask like this, Mu Ziling was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and replied slowly: "I didn't think about anything just now, I just concentrated on playing." ”

Yan Wenhao sighed lightly, took his hand, led the person to the round table, and after letting him sit down, he spit out two words affirmatively: "Lie." ”

After a pause, he looked at Mu Ziling, and suddenly asked, "This lyre, but my mother-in-law was a thing before her death?" ”

Hearing this, Mu Ziling's eyes flashed, he lowered his head, straightened his hand sleeves with some creases, and was silent for a long time before nodding slightly: "This qin is indeed my mother's relic." ”

Maybe it was really suppressed for too long, tonight, with the sound of rain outside the house, Mu Ziling actually had an idea of wanting to talk.

He raised his head and looked at Yan Wenhao, and when he met the other party's extremely gentle eyes, unconsciously, Mu Ziling said everything he thought in his heart without saying a word.

"My mother is the daughter of the Su family in Jiangnan, and she and my father are married. In the twenty-eighth year, my mother put on a wedding dress and married my father in a beautiful manner. ”

"When my mother was eighteen years old, she was pregnant with me, and she and my father were very much looking forward to my birth, but I was unlucky, my birth was exchanged for my mother's life, and she was to give birth to my ......"

After the words, Mu Ziling pursed his lips, he couldn't say it anymore, after returning from rebirth, he felt too much guilt about his deceased mother, and he often thought of her, and the longing for her in his heart became stronger and stronger.

He never forgot the love and tenderness in his father's eyes when he mentioned his mother, and he never forgot what his father told him, and his mother's expectation and deep love for his birth.

All of this made him blame himself more and more, and he felt more and more sad.

Looking at the reddish eyes of the young man in front of him, Yan Wenhao felt a touch of pity in his heart, he stretched out his hand, held the young man's cheek, leaned over himself, and dropped a gentle kiss on the other party's forehead.

Feeling that his forehead was lightly touched by something, Mu Ziling couldn't help but widen his eyes, his expression was stunned, and the whole person was completely stunned.

"Humility." Gentleness called Mu Ziling, Yan Wenhao stretched out his hand and pulled the young man who had not yet reacted directly into his arms, he gently patted the back of the young man in his arms with his hand, and comforted him in a gentle tone: "Since my mother-in-law is so looking forward to your birth and loves you so much, if she knows and knows that you blame yourself for her like this, I am afraid that she will not be able to feel at ease." ”

Lying in Yan Wenhao's arms with his face sideways, Mu Ziling listened to the melodious and gentle words that kept coming from his ears, and a lot of warmth gradually grew in his heart, and even the awkwardness and embarrassment that he should have had when he was held like this were completely ignored by him.

buried his head in Yan Wenhao's arms again, Mu Ziling closed his eyes, he told himself in his heart, just once, indulge it......

At this moment, he wanted to lean into this warm embrace, he needed to be warm, and he didn't want to leave at all.