"If you're afraid, grab me by the sleeve." Liu Yun led Qin Ying to the Kunzi room of the Hanlin Courtyard, turned his head and instructed.

Qin Ying shook his head forcefully. Last time she went to Hou Junji's Shangshu Mansion with Liu Yun, she lost her face in front of Liu Yun's eyes. No matter how scared I am this time, I must not repeat the mistakes of the past.

However, Liu Yun knew what she was thinking, and felt that Qin Ying's temperament of being good at hiding her thoughts had not changed at all with the passage of time. He shoved his wide sleeves into her palm, and then pretended to be indifferent: "You're not afraid, I'm afraid you'll get lost with your eyes closed." ”

Qin Ying's fingers touched the slightly cold silk silk deep coat, and shrunk for a moment, as if she was hesitating to hold it, and finally she grabbed Liu Yun's robe sleeve.

"I'll open the door later, and if you follow me in, you'll find yourself in Lord Ouyang's dream. Now all you need to do is relax and breathe and forget where your body and mind are. Liu Yun said again.

Qin Ying sank down after hearing this, and closed his eyes tightly in an attempt to feel the realm he described.

I don't know what technique Liu Yun used to open the empty door, she listened to the sound of the axis pivot turning, and cautiously stepped into the low threshold.

There seemed to be something different around me, and then there was some discomfort in my heart. When she opened her eyes, she saw the endless deep blue waters. The huge buoyancy made her consciousness seem to be thrown to a high place, and then fell heavily, producing an indescribable palpitation.

At this time, Qin Ying couldn't grasp Liu Yun's sleeve anymore, and she looked at the empty palm blankly.

When she was a child, she lived in Taibai Mountain, where there was a clear stream, and as long as she followed the stream, she could find a shallow pool. That shallow pool is Qin Ying's entire impression of water.

Sister once said to Qin Ying, the water is a pool, the vast pool is called a lake, and the one that is so wide that you can't see the boundary at a glance is called the sea.

In her previous life, Qin Ying was not afraid of water, and that was because every time she went into the water, the shallow blue pool water would only cover her abdomen.

However, she had fallen into the water once in her life, and she had subconsciously developed a fear of water.

Now Qin Ying's chest is immersed in seawater, she can't exert her strength and can't breathe, and the strange thing is that she can't sink without making any movements.

As the waves swayed, she felt like a weak mayfly she had seen on the surface of the lake.

Turning her head inadvertently, she saw Liu Yun floating in the sea in the distance, lip syncing in front of her. Trying to understand the meaning of the mouth shape, her vision began to blur.

If Qin Ying could hear Liu Yun's shout at this time, he would be able to know who this thousand-year-old ghost was in the past, and what kind of relationship he had with himself.

……

"Finally awake?" Su Huan knelt in front of Qin Ying's couch, he held a pair of wooden chopsticks in his hands, stirred the water in the small pot in a circle, and asked angrily. While boiling ginger syrup for Qin Ying, he said to himself, "Mao Zheng came to knock on your door, but you didn't answer, I took the liberty to push the door and come in, and saw you wrapped in a blanket like a silkworm, sleeping with a red face." ”

"Hmm. What time is it? ”

Qin Ying was awakened by the spicy and pungent smell of ginger water, and her consciousness was pulled back from the deep blue water, and she found that her body was wrapped in a thin blanket that was called impenetrable, and she struggled uncomfortably, revealing a messy green silk and a bun face, and moved twice and stretched out her left wrist, Qin Ying wanted to sit up on the couch.

"It's almost two quarters away." Su Huan put one hand on the top of Qin Ying's head and pressed her who continued to move, "Do you know that you are feverish?" Don't get up, just lie down and take care of it. I asked you to drink some ginger soup yesterday to prevent typhoid fever, and you were disobedient. Now that I really suffered from the cold, how does it feel to lie on the couch? ”

“…… It's uncomfortable. Qin Ying lowered her head and muttered, answering with difficulty in a hoarse voice, and after speaking, she looked at the figure in front of her bed pitifully, "Can I not drink?" ”

"Do you think you are like this, do you have any qualifications to negotiate conditions with me?" Su Huan poured a bowl of crimson ginger syrup, handed it to Qin Ying and said coldly.

"Not at all." Qin Ying was so confused by his rhetorical question that she could only take a sip and drink it.

Qin Ying finally realized how much he hated himself when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince drank medicine. Or rather, the detainees' errand of drinking medicine is very annoying in itself.

To be honest, she doesn't like the smell of soup to ward off cold and dampness. Every time she had to drink, her heart would have to fight for several rounds.

But she and Ruqi were walking on Zhongnan Mountain, and they were drenched in soup by the sudden heavy rain, and the time when she took the initiative to pick dogwood on the side of the road to cook soup was an exception.

Su Huan watched Qin Ying drink the ginger syrup, and reached out to test the temperature of her forehead, but she abruptly avoided it. Su Huan didn't force it. After packing up the dishes and chopsticks in his arms, he probed again before closing the door of Qin Ying's room: "Hanlin Courtyard usually has nothing to do, you can rest assured that you can sleep in the room for a day."

"Okay." Qin Ying nodded first, listening to the sound of the two compartment doors snapping and locking, and was shocked to realize that Su Huan didn't trust himself to this point, and he had to use such means to lock up his small black room, probably he had no image in his heart, which was really pitiful and pathetic.

Thinking of her lunch, she called out loudly: "Since you won't let me go out, you must remember to bring me food at noon." I'm going to eat mutton soup and ......."

"I just want to send food over, no matter if you have so many problems, you don't like to eat or not." Su Huan's laughter and scolding faintly reached Qin Ying's ears through a door.

At this time, several officials and maids and palace attendants hid behind the Xunzi wing, muttering.

"When did Master Su personally do the inferior thing of boiling ginger water? I wanted to go in and help, but I was kicked out by the adults. An official maid who had been longing for Su Huan for a long time wondered.

"Isn't the new doctor of our Hanlin Academy a man? Lord Su is so good to that newcomer, could it be that he is a broken sleeve who loves the south wind? A palace attendant who didn't have a door on his lips said.

After listening to his companion's words, another round-eyed palace attendant with a pleasant appearance smiled and said, "In this way, Su Zhizhao is not only a broken sleeve, but also a second word. ”

"What two words?" Everyone asked curiously one after another.

The palace attendant sighed quietly: "Pedophile." He didn't know that this gave the official maid who spoke at the beginning an idea of "hating not to be born as a man".

Qin Ying's breath was held in his chest, and he couldn't go up or down. It was easy to beat her heart to smooth the breath, and she whispered a lesson to the little hooves who were squatting in the corner of the back of her room and whispering, and luckily she was not injured by these tongue-chewing people.

Feeling the heat brought by the ginger water slowly dissipate, her head didn't seem to be as groggy as when she first woke up, she wrapped herself in a blanket and turned over and sat up. His hand touched the white shirt and found no signs of water on it.

So the deep blue water she saw last night was really a dream? But what does this dream of Lord Ouyang represent?