When the sun and dusk are seen, the cold wind is cold to the bones, so people can't come, so that people can stand up to the shadow of the sycamore.

Every year on the fifth day of October, Zhongli Wenjun will wander around the place where he first met, and the place is still the same, but he doesn't see the beauty again.

The sunset is like a brocade, Zhongli Wenjun has stood quietly on the street for a long time, although the cold wind is howling in his ears, and the wind is like a knife blowing on his face, but he doesn't seem to notice that the pedestrians on the street have hurried back as soon as it gets late, and Wenjun seems to have no intention of returning. Born not lovesick, will be lovesick, will be lovesick, will be lovesick, the body is like floating clouds, the heart is like fluttering, the air is like a gossamer, and a wisp of fragrance is here.

When he held the lamp, Wen Juncai dragged himself tired and returned home melancholy.

Wen Jun went directly to Guan Ju Pavilion but didn't see Zi Yan, so he hurriedly asked Xiaoyun, "Your princess has not returned to the palace?" ”

He knew that today was Qian Xue's birthday, and Zi Yan would inevitably take Yu Wan into the palace, in the past, Zi Yan would wait for him to come back in the hall to have dinner together, but now he was unexpected.

Xiaoyun was busy; "The princess has been back for more than an hour, and she is resting in the room, and the princess seems to be unwell. As soon as he heard that Zi Yan was unwell, Wen Jun hurriedly walked towards the bedroom of the two.

At this time, Zi Yan was lying on the bed and describing it, and Caiyun was in the book.

Seeing Wen Jun coming in, Caiyun hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "Say hello to the horse." ”

Wen Jun smiled slightly, and then walked over to Zi Yan, "I heard Xiaoyun say that you are not feeling well, are you feeling better now?" ”

Zi Yan stretched out her hand from the quilt, and Wen Jun hurriedly held it, "I'm fine, maybe I ate too much sweet and greasy things in the palace, and my stomach was uncomfortable on the way back, I couldn't vomit and couldn't vomit, and I was very uncomfortable in it, Wen Jun, why did you come back so late, but you were busy in the yamen?" ”

Wen Jun naturally couldn't say that he returned late because he went to the place where he met for the first time, so he followed Zi Yan's words perfunctorily; "It's really busy in the yamen, so I came back late."

Zi Yan has always believed in Wen Jun's words, and she knows that Wen Jun is serious about his work, and many times he will take home the things that he can't finish in the yamen, so when he says that Zi Yan is busy in the yamen, he is not suspicious, "Princess, donkey, dinner is ready." At this time, Xiaoyun came in with the curtain and invited the couple out for dinner, "Wenjun, I don't have an appetite, you go to dinner first." Zi Yan slowly pulled her hand out of her husband's palm, as if she was very reluctant.

Zhongli Wenjun raised his eyebrows, still sitting in the distance and didn't move, "Even if you don't have an appetite, you have to eat some, otherwise your body won't be able to stand it." Wen Jun reached out and stroked his wife's face exposed outside the quilt, and gently persuaded him.

Zi Yan pouted and said coquettishly. "People really don't have an appetite, so don't force me to make it difficult."

Wen Jun could see that Zi Yan was indeed uncomfortable, but he couldn't bear to throw her here to eat, "Why don't I ask Caiyun to ask a doctor to take a look at you." "Zi Yan said;" No, after an hour or two, it will be fine if the food is digested, if the doctor comes and wants to give me medicine, the medicine is so bitter that I will not drink it. He felt helpless about Zi Yan's childish wayward Wenjun, "Since that's the case, then I'll stay with you until you want to eat." Zhongli Wenjun lay down next to Zi Yan, it was precisely because he had been obsessed with the past and felt ashamed of Zi Yan, so Zi Yan usually apologized for how she coquettishly played Lai Wenjun, and she should accompany herself when she was uncomfortable.

Seeing that Wen Jun was going to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, Zi Yan couldn't bear it anymore, "Okay, okay, people get up to eat, you are so tired in the yamen to have a good meal." Zi Yan had always preferred to suffer all the grievances herself than bear Wen Jun's grievances, she reluctantly sat up from the bed, out of the warm quilt Zi Yan was extremely cold, her body kept fighting, Wen Jun hurriedly put on her clothes, "I want you to take me to dinner." After getting dressed, Zi Yan got into Wen Jun's arms like a child, and Wen Jun helped Zi Yan comb the messy hair on her sideburns with her hand before nodding, "Okay, but I'll help you put on your shoes Xianrong." With that, Wen Jun possessed him, picked up the cloud silk embroidered coat that was resting under the bed, and put it on Zi Yan's feet.

The dinner was still sumptuous, but Zi Yan saw that the table was full of meals, but she didn't have a trace of appetite, only frowning, but she saw Wen Jun eating with relish, and her heart overflowed with a little sweetness.

Wen Jun saw that Zi Yan didn't move her chopsticks much, so he told Caiyun to cook a bowl of hawthorn water.

After a while, Gongfu Caiyun served the boiled hawthorn water to Zi Yan according to Wen Jun's instructions, "Hawthorn is appetizing and digestible, you will feel better if you drink it." Wen Jun's eyes fell on the bowl of hawthorn water in front of Zi Yan, and he said softly, Zi Yan thought about it for a moment, and then reluctantly did it; It's fine, but I have to add sugar, otherwise it will be too sour to drink. Caiyun just wanted to go and get it, but Wen Jun stopped her, "If you add sugar, it will lose its effect." ”

So Zi Yan reluctantly picked up the flower porcelain bowl, gritted her teeth and sent the hawthorn water into her stomach, after drinking it, her hand loosened slightly, the bowl fell to the ground in an instant, and fell into pieces, and the good bowl was reduced to a pile of porcelain pieces It doesn't matter to Zi Yan, who was born in a wealthy township, but Wen Jun, who came first and thrifty, was a little distressed, and Zi Yan was so careless that Wen Jun's face darkened slightly, but it instantly returned to normal.

After dinner, Wen Jun helped Zi Yan put on a thick coat, and then took her out for a walk to digest food for her, "How late are you to be so uncomfortable." Wen Jun knew that Zi Yan would eat happily once he came across something he liked to eat, so he rarely worried about it.

Zi Yan snorted; "I didn't eat much, but the taste of the vegetarian osmanthus cake was different from what I usually eat, so I ate two more pieces, and it won't be like this, will I have Wenjun too?"

"What's there?" Wen Jun was confused by Zi Yan's question.

Zi Yan said shyly; "I'm pregnant, I see that my sister-in-law loses her appetite every time she is pregnant, or she wants to vomit, or, oops, people can't tell me, my menstrual period hasn't come for almost two months, which has never happened before."

After Ziyan said this, Wen Jun suddenly realized, "Then how about we go and ask the doctor to give you a pulse?" ”

Zi Yan shook her head, "No, I'm just guessing, I'm afraid that if it's empty, I'm happy, Wen Jun, don't you know a little about medicine, why don't you help me take the pulse." ”

Wen Jun was a little embarrassed, "Although I am proficient, I haven't helped anyone to take the pulse." ”

"Give it a try." Seeing Zi Yan's request like this, Wen Jun didn't insist, so he said, "Then let's go to the study first, and I'll check the medical book to help you diagnose your pulse." Zi Yan nodded in agreement, and then the two of them walked towards the study