Director Qin had already received the news of Zhu'er's accident in advance, and a large group of people were talking about it, and only then did he know that King Xin personally escorted her back, and he couldn't help but be surprised and have some scruples.

Therefore, regarding the conflict between the overturned clothes basket and Yi Baolin today, Director Qin said a few words casually, and did not delve into it.

- The moon cage is light yarn, and the dark fragrance floats.

Yu Yuqing rolled over and woke up.

When I looked up, I saw a figure in front of the window.

"Song'er, why haven't you slept yet?"

Yu Yuqing rubbed her eyes and sat down in front of Zhu'er's bed.

The bunk in front of the window was quiet, and she was sitting in front of the window with her legs crossed, looking at the full moon and thinking about something.

"I can't sleep."

Zhu'er said softly, afraid of waking up the sleeping Feng Yechan.

"Still thinking about today?"

"Hmm."

Chun'er pursed her lips and nodded, "It came so suddenly, I can't react yet." ”

"Don't think about it, your body has just recovered, let's go to sleep! Tomorrow Xiaoye and I will help you do your laundry, and let you rest more. ”

Yu Yuqing bent her arm and hooked her shoulder and whispered.

Chun'er's eyes bent: "They all said that you and Xiaoye were the best for me." ”

Yu Yuqing smiled, patted Chun'er's shoulder, and went back to bed.

Zhu'er closed her eyes, her mind was full of the shadow of King Xin, she couldn't erase it, and she couldn't sleep.

But she didn't know that Yu Yuqing was also thinking about someone at this time.

In the middle of the night, she got up gently, the moonlight was bright, she took out the burden she was carrying by the moonlight, opened it, and slowly took out the black cloak.

She sat back on the bed, her slender fingers running over it, a warm current flowing through her heart.

When she heard the sound, she turned over again.

"Why did you persuade me to sleep, but you didn't sleep?"

Yu Yuqing didn't hide anything: "I can't sleep either." ”

Chun'er looked at the cloak and sat on the edge of the bed: "This cloak belongs to a son, right?" But the one who saved you in the woods next to the official road in Xishan last time? ”

These days, Song'er and the others also know the before and after of Yu Yuqing's trip to the West Mountain.

Yu Yuqing nodded slowly.

"Look at you like this, do you like that son?"

Yu Yuqing was stunned, did not nod, did not shake his head, and did not speak.

Chun'er sighed softly: "Forget it, I won't ask." No matter who you like or what kind of identity you are now, in short, I hope you can find a good home. ”

"Song'er ......"

Yu Yuqing looked at her, not knowing what to say.

"It's not too early, you've been tossing for a day, go to sleep! Didn't you say you had to do my laundry? ”

After saying that, he grinned.

Yu Yuqing was speechless by the question, so she had to take back her cloak and lie down obediently.

The room was silent, only the chirping of various birds and insects in the sky and earth one after another, interweaving a magical lullaby.

Isn't it also a kind of happiness to be able to fall asleep with some kind of longing?

- "Xinguiren, you go slowly. ”

The two little palace maids supported Xin Guiren on the left and on the right, and walked carefully.

Xin Guiren's original name was Fang Qingxuan, and after Sikong Yinxuan ascended the throne, in order to avoid the emperor's name, it was changed to Fang Qingxin.

At this moment, her pair of soft wattles were softly placed on the hands of the two palace maids, and she took a deep breath of the fresh air in the willow forest, and couldn't help but smile lazily.

The imperial doctor said that if you go out in the early morning, it will be beneficial to the dragon fetus, so Xin Guiren has to go out for a walk every day.

Although it was late March, the weather in the north was not as warm as in the south, and the air was still somewhat dry.

It's just that the distant mountains and mountains, the wisps of the breeze, swaying the fragrance of the mid-spring leaves, are still refreshing.

At this moment, Xin Guiren walked slowly in this huge willow forest, and the verdant willow branches quietly teased the woman's ice muscle and jade bones, and there was a faint itch, which was so pleasant.

The sound of a curling flute floated in, noisy and earnest, like a secluded stream, which seemed to make people think that they were on the bank of a clear spring, watching the falling flowers.

The group paused.

"Hey, who else would be in this willow forest so early?"

A little palace maid was suspicious.

"Listening to this flute, could it be a Sumer?"

Xin Guiren thought for a while.

Sure enough, after walking more than ten steps, there was suddenly an open place, and on the stone bench next to the flower path sat a pretty woman wearing a snail bun and wearing an oily green bird pattern palace dress, holding a hole flute in her hand and blowing it intently.

"Concubines see Sumers."

Xin Guiren squatted down with some difficulty and saluted, and the woman who played the hole flute noticed that someone was coming.

"It turned out to be a noble person, get up quickly."

When the woman saw that it was Xin Guiren, she immediately put the hole flute in her sleeve and greeted her with a smile.

"My sister is pregnant with a dragon fetus, do you still have to come out early in the morning?"

The woman took the hand of the noble man and walked slowly on the flower path.

"The doctor said that going out and walking around in the morning is good for the dragon fetus."

"Well, of course I have to listen to the words of the Imperial Doctor."

"By the way, what Su Meiren just blew was "Bijian Flowing Spring", also known as "Little Flowing Water"?"

"Hey, does my sister also have a knowledge of Dong Xiao?"

The woman was taken aback.

"When the concubine was still in the boudoir, I listened to the gentleman who taught me, and I felt very familiar with the sound of Su Meiren's flute, and if I think about it carefully, it should be this song, and only Su Meiren's attainments can blow such a realm."

"My sister's words really hurt me, but it's just a pleasure."

"But even His Majesty fell for the Su Meiren's Dong Xiao, and no one in the harem could match it. With such an aftertaste, the concubine is really envious to death! ”

Xin Guiren snorted.

"Phew! My sister is pregnant with a dragon son, don't say those unlucky words! ”

The woman frowned and snorted on the ground.

Xin Guiren lowered his head and smiled, a little surprised, and the two continued to chat as they walked.

This woman in the green palace dress is a Sumei who has been in the palace for more than a year, and she blows the hole flute around the beam for three days, and even the emperor is fascinated by it.

The morning sun gradually jumped out of the outline of the distant mountains, and the various flowers that had slept all night beside the flower path were now stretching their waists and smiling at the sun.

The two were talking and laughing, and suddenly "bang"

With a thud, an object slipped from Su Meiren's sleeve and rolled a few steps away.

Everyone looked at it, and it turned out to be the Sumei man's hole flute.

"Ah, what's wrong?"

Su Meiren touched her cuffs, slightly surprised.

"Slave and maid come and pick it up!"

As soon as the words fell, a person behind him said crisply.

In the blink of an eye, a palace maid trotted to the cave flute and picked it up, and then sent it to Su Meiren.

The Sumei people accepted it, and continued to move forward with the Xingui people.

"Ding Ding"

There was a very low, low sound, as if something was bouncing off the ground, but the crowd didn't notice it.

The two of them were even more unaware and continued to walk forward.

"Ahh

After only blinking twice, he heard Xin Guiren screaming, turned sideways down, and fell heavily to the ground!

"Xin Guiren!"

Everyone panicked and rushed over.

Su Meiren immediately squatted down: "Sister, how are you?" ”

He raised his head again and shouted, "Quickly help the noble people up!" ”

Xin Guiren struggled and stretched out his trembling right hand, grabbed Su Meiren's leg indiscriminately and shouted in pain: "It hurts! It hurts! ”

"What?!"

Su Meiren took a closer look, Xin Guiren was trembling all over her body at the moment, her face was bloodless, her facial features were tightly wrinkled, her teeth were grinning, and the beads of sweat on her face were rolling down again and again, and at this time she was even more curled up, constantly "oops, oops"

The ground screamed.

Su Mei's heart was shocked: Could it be that this fall caused the fetal gas?