The fires of July rushed through the land unscrupulously, and the farther west they went, the more scorching the sun became, and the moisture in the air was drawn away little by little, and there was shade from the trees, but it was not scorching heat. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As soon as he left Chang'an City, Feng Ling threw off the heavy deep clothes on his body and changed into a dress that was easy to move. According to her temperament, she was going to get a hufu to wear, but Liu Shuang's eagle-like eyes always swept towards her, and she was not too wanton, it was good to be able to take off her deep clothes, so she sat in the car with her skirt on properly.

When she first left Chang'an, she was like going to a heavy shackle, looking back at the gate tower of Chang'an City, she had the joy of escaping from the mouth of the giant beast, and she let out a breath of turbidity, and she couldn't think about how to reunite with Fu Yanyan for the time being, and there was enough time to think about it along the way.

After a day's travel, it is getting farther and farther away from Chang'an, and the official road is not so smooth and easy. Although the paulownia carriage that the wind spirit rode in was wide and stable, the undulating dirt road still made her dizzy, and her chest was full for most of the day, and she vomited incessantly, until her stomach was empty, and even bitter bile was vomited. When it was time to rest and eat, it was clear that his stomach was already empty, but he couldn't even eat a sip of water. Sweat trickled down the back of his forehead, full of cold sweat.

It was easy to get to a post house, and Yi Cheng had already been reported, knowing that the princess was coming, so he drove the miscellaneous servants early in the morning to clean up the inside and outside of the post house.

Liu Shuang got off the horse, walked leisurely in front of the wind spirit, lifted the curtain on the car for her, and stretched out an arm to help her dismount.

The wind spirit glanced at him, grabbed the wheel and dismounted, leaving him alone.

Liu Shuang was not annoyed, and stepped forward with a smile: "Su Ri only knows that the princess is quite skilled, but now it is only a few days of bumps in the carriage, so I can't stand it?" How come it is that after a few years of rich and prosperous life, I have changed my identity, but I don't remember the usual appearance of merchants and goods? ”

Feng Ling ignored him, and walked towards the gate of the post house by himself, Liu Shuang followed her unrelentingly, "It's a shame that Yin Niang still remembers how well you treated her in the past, and sent you to a good place, and you don't have to work hard in the wind and rain in the future, and you can be your Ke Dun safely." The princess is safe, and she can be at ease below. ”

Feng Ling stopped, endured the churning in his abdomen, forced a smile, and twisted his face to send it to Liu Shuang. "Liu Gongzi has never been in business, but he is very calculating, and he sent me far away, even if he doesn't know where those hot account books are, there is no need to be afraid. After a few years, the Tang Dynasty's breath was stable, and on the day of the large-scale army to recruit Helu, I was the one who was sacrificed to the flag by the Turks, and since then the Liu clan has no handle to fall, and I can sit back and relax. ”

Liu Shuang was stunned, and immediately laughed again, and sighed: "Gu Niangzi, she is transparent and intelligent, and it is a pity to give it to He Lu if she says something from her heart." ”

Feng Ling stretched out his finger and pointed at the sky, and laughed with him: "Liu Gongzi probably forgot, there are still gods and Buddhas watching everything. Her smile at the moment is by no means perfunctory, but it is a comfort from the bottom of her heart: the praying mantis catches cicadas, but she doesn't know that cicadas may not be able to catch them, and she doesn't know that cicadas are the lure that yellow finches send to her.

He just sent her away, and he was not afraid that she would make trouble with the account book in his hand that revealed the sins of the Liu family, where could he have expected that Suo Liangyin deliberately indulged in the wind spirit and escaped halfway, and lost the wind spirit in the middle of the time, Liu Shuang will carry the anger of Helu, Sage, and Fu Yanyan with his own strength, and none of them will let him go easily.

The plan is linked, interlocking, and Liu Shuang is drawn into the abyss of death step by step, but he doesn't realize it. With these thoughts, I can't help but smack my tongue.

Feng Ling walked to the door of the post house and received the courtesy of the post man. The shaking and vomiting taught her that her body was weak, and her complexion was probably not good-looking. Liu Shuang glanced at her several times, and there was a bit of genuine worry on his face, "The princess is expensive, if there is a loss, I can't afford to suffer it." ”

As he spoke, he beckoned a long-term attendant and ordered him to summon the accompanying healer as soon as possible.

"You don't shake in front of me, and I'll be more at ease." Feng Ling waved his hand unceremoniously to drive him away, and now that she was the eldest princess of Ningxi, it was no problem to send Liu Shuang away.

Liu Shuang really didn't want to be disobedient, and arched his hand to her: "The princess is so resting, the lower officials don't dare to disturb, just give orders if you have something." ”

Feng Ling closed his eyes slightly, and raised some postures, Liu Shuang had to turn around and leave.

After a short time, the wind spirit was about to enter the room, and a healer carried the doctor's hat on his back, wiped his sweat, and hurriedly ran to salute the wind spirit. Feng Ling squinted, it was an eye-born, she had never seen it before, and she thought to herself: How can this body teach others to auscultate now.

She stood still, and the healer did not dare to ask for the pulse without permission, so he asked again, but the wind spirit did not hear it. Xingye thought for a moment, and immediately understood Feng Ling's concerns, and stepped forward to the healer and said: "The healer should go first, now it is hot and boring, and it is a long journey, and it is normal for the princess to be unhappy, rest for a while, ease your breath, and then ask the healer to listen to the pulse." ”

The healer bowed and retired, and Feng Ling stepped into the room and instructed Xingye, "Go to my brother-in-law and ask him to send a reliable healer to my room." ”

Xingye took the order to invite, Feng Ling turned around and looked around at the outer courtyard, Liu Shuangxu couldn't stand the heat, and went back to the house where he lived, and closed the door.

But after half a cup of tea, Xingye led the healer into the house, and they were followed by Micha, and as soon as they entered the room, they wrinkled their brows and asked, "I want to ask in the first half of the morning, you are not in the right situation this way, but what disease do you have?" When you sent me back to the west in the past, the bumpy road was much more beneficial than this journey, and I didn't see you uncomfortable......"

Feng Ling looked at the Turkic-looking healer, interrupted Mi Shot and asked, "Brother, this healer may believe it?" ”

"Naturally, I can believe it." Mi Jie nodded without hesitation: "He has been studying medicine with the Tang people since he was a child, and he has been by my side for nearly twenty years. ”

Feng Ling sat down on the low couch, stretched out his wrist, and said to the healer, "Trouble the healer." ”

The healer pressed his fingers down on her wrist, stared at her for a while, looked at Feng Ling's face with a suspicious expression, and asked her to change hands and see her again.

Mi Jie couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "How is the princess?" ”

The healer silently clasped the other wrist that the wind spirit probed over, and said nothing, his brows tightened more and more. The wind spirit and the apricot leaf glanced at each other, but they were calm.

"After listening to this for a long time, what is wrong with the princess?" The diffuse was urged again.

The healer stood up from the side of the low couch and said Turkic in a panic: "Honghu is not sick, but he is...... But it'......"

The healer couldn't speak clearly, and he was in a hurry, "But what?" ”

"Honghu...... It's pregnant. The healer blurted out his heart.

Mi Jie turned his eyes to look at the wind spirit, his expression was complicated, mixed joys and sorrows, and he was speechless for a while.