Chapter 223 is similar

The baptism ceremony of the two children of the Ling family was very lively.

Relatives and friends, as long as Jing's invited, almost all of them have arrived, and Jing's feeling is a little subtle.

Xiao Jing took her daughter-in-law, and Princess Ji brought her daughter-in-law and daughter, all of them arrived.

After the three baptisms, Ling Qingcheng named his two children, his son was called Ling Yi and his daughter was called Ling Qi.

Jing's family called the children "Yi'er" and "Yi'er", and the subordinates in the family were called "Yuan Niang" and "Erlang".

However, Chen Qiniang likes to be simple, and she shouts directly to Yuan Niang and Erlang.

Ling Qingyun also followed Chen Qiniang's name.

Gradually, Jing's own words changed and talked about Yuan Niang, Erlang, etc.

After the child's baptism, Chen Dalang took Mrs. Chen's family back to Qizhou, and Ling Qingyun knew that Chen Qiniang would not let Chen Shisanniang go, so she didn't worry much.

After that, she didn't ask about the fate of Thirteen Niang again.

Chen Qiniang's condition, after seven days of acupuncture and medication by Ling Qingyun, finally stopped the bleeding and stabilized.

Chen Qiniang is getting better day by day, but she is still much more fragile than a normal mother.

"Rest more, don't be tired in the last half a year." Ling Qingyun said to Chen Qiniang.

Ling Qingyun felt that Chen Qiniang needed to recuperate for a year or two. Inevitably, Chen Qiniang was too worried, and Ling Qingyun only asked her not to toss for half a year and stay at home with peace of mind.

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on it." Chen Qiniang said.

Chen Qiniang also sued Ling Qingcheng for this.

"In that year or two, you won't go to Yangzhou with me?" Ling Qingcheng was a little regretful.

Chen Qiniang was also quite unbearable.

But think about it. The child was born prematurely, she was bleeding profusely, and she really couldn't travel so long distances to Yangzhou in the past two years.

"That's all there is to it." Chen Qiniang said.

Ling Qingcheng said with a smile: "It's still your body that matters, and the future will be long." ”

Chen Qiniang's body slowly recovered, and she looked a lot more energetic, and the two children still had no problems for the time being, and it was normal to eat, drink, and lazar.

Ling Qingyun herself, but her face became worse and worse. She was very afraid of the cold, as if she was always in the water, in the biting cold water.

It's not just her. Shi Ting also fell ill.

An Wei invited a doctor surnamed Yin to Ling Qingyun.

In order not to let Jing and the others worry. An Wei arranged an inn and asked Ling Qingyun to go to the inn, and Dr. Yin would diagnose her pulse again.

Ling Qingyun went.

The daylight at noon is very good, and the shadows of the trees are stretched deep and shallow. Long and short. Swept by.

The curtains under the eaves swayed in the wind. In the warm sun.

Doctor Yin, who came to see the doctor, used to be a doctor, and Ling Qingyun recognized him, and even said. He was one of Lu Yu's masters, and Ling Qingyun knew that he was good at gynecology.

When Lu Yu was once obsessed with medical skills, Lu Xuan also asked Imperial Doctor Yin to teach Lu Yu medical skills, and studied with Dr. Yin for half a year.

Lu Xuan himself has also followed Mrs. Yin a little bit of medicine.

Seeing each other again, Ling Qingyun felt that this imperial doctor was extremely kind.

Dr. Yin is over 60 years old, and his temples are gray, but his hand in diagnosing the pulse is exceptionally stable!

He diagnosed Ling Qingyun and was silent for a long time.

Then, he frowned slightly.

He didn't talk about her condition in front of Ling Qingyun, but went out to talk to An Wei.

"This girl's pulse is particularly peculiar." Doctor Yin said to An Wei.

An Wei's heart sank and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." Dr. Yin said, "This is the peculiarity, there are almost no symptoms on her pulse. It's a bit yin, and the girl's family is a little bit, but it's not enough to make her limbs cold like that.

When the old man checked the girl's pulse, her wrist was cold, much colder than normal. If it goes on like this, good people will also be boiled out. But there was nothing wrong with her guts."

An eaves' thick eyebrows are tightly locked.

He was deeply disturbed.

"If Lord An is not at ease, the old man can stay for a few more days and take the girl's pulse three more times." Doctor Yin took the initiative to say.

An Wei thanked: "That's great, bothering you." ”

Doctor Yin smiled.

After settling down with Doctor Yin, he was in the same inn, and turned around to come back to find Ling Qingyun.

"It's strict, but?" Ling Qingyun asked him directly.

"It's not." An Wei said, "Doctor Yin said that you are a little yin"

Ling Qingyun smiled.

She laughed, her eyes bent into a crescent moon, her clear eyes moved slightly, and she looked at An Wei: "Fool, I myself am a medical student, how can you perfunctory me?" ”

An Wei was helpless, and touched her head with a wry smile.

His voice was slightly low, full of worry: "Jiu Niang, I want to live a good life with you and live this life steadily, but before it starts, you will have many disasters." I hate to suffer for you! ”

"Don't say stupid things!" Ling Qingyun said, "Who hasn't had three calamities and eight tribulations? ”

After a pause, Ling Qingyun said to An Wei again, "Shi Ting is also sick, let's go take a look?" ”

Ann the eaves of the head.

The two went out.

On the carriage on the road, An Wei used his wind to wrap Ling Qingyun tightly, revealing only two eyes.

Ling Qingyun wanted to laugh.

An Wei also wrapped her hard.

"You've wrapped me so tightly that I'm almost cocooned. When I turn from a caterpillar to a butterfly, I won't be far from death. Ling Qingyun didn't hold back in the end, and laughed.

An Wei pinched her nose and glared at her: "Don't be unobtrusive!" Stay good, your hands are still cold! ”

Since they had made sure of each other, An Wei would glare at her and say that she was no longer as careful as she used to be.

Ling Qingyun's heart was extremely down-to-earth.

She was still smiling.

An Wei lowered his head and kissed her.

After a while, he let go of Ling Qingyun and teased in a low voice, "My mouth is cold, but what should I do?" ”

"Can't die!" Ling Qingyun snuggled into his arms and said with a smile, "Although I don't know what's going on, I feel like I can't die, this situation is only temporary!" ”

An Wei smiled.

He took her in his arms and pressed his face against her cheek. His face was hot. Ling Qingyun's face was cold, and they ironed each other.

The carriage arrived at Zhaoikebo an hour later.

The little maid in Shiting knew Ling Qingyun and An Wei, and said, "Lord An, Miss Ling, let the villain go to Tongyu, our young master has not been feeling well recently." ”

An Wei and Ling Qingyun waited patiently in the main hall for a while.

Soon, the little maid came out and said to them: "The fifth young master invited the two into the inner courtyard, he really couldn't get up to greet them. ”

The little guy led the way and led Ling Qingyun and An Wei to the inner courtyard.

Ling Qingyun and An Wei entered the inner courtyard.

Seeing Shi Ting's appearance, Ling Qingyun was startled.

Shi Ting half sat on the bed. I approved a moon-white coat. His thick green silk was all scattered and fell messily on his face. White clothes and black hair are particularly bewitching on him.

His black hair was scattered to the side of his face. It made his face very white. It's weirdly white. Even eerie.

Shi Ting's face and lips were white. There is no blood, and the eyes are gloomy and lifeless.

"You're very sick!" An Wei frowned. Asked him, "Didn't you ask a doctor to take a look?" ”

"Am I not a physician myself?" Shi Ting spoke, his voice weak and hoarse, "It's just a little cold, it's okay, it'll be fine in a few days." ”

An Wei's brow furrowed even deeper.

Ling Qingyun and Shi Ting were sick at the same time, and their symptoms were very strict, which made An Wei very uneasy.

Not so coincidentally!

"You look terrible, too." Shi Ting glanced at Ling Qingyun and suddenly said, "Aren't you feeling well?" ”

Ling Qingyun bit her lower lip.

She was shocked and a little sad, and she couldn't speak for a while.

An Wei said on her behalf: "She has chills for no reason these days, and her hands and feet are cold. Do you know what kind of ailment she has? ”

Shi Ting frowned.

"Chills?" Shi Ting concealed the surprise in his eyes and asked Ling Qingyun softly, "Why is it cold?" ”

His voice was weak, and he couldn't breathe after saying a few words.

"It's cold, and you can't keep warm." Ling Qingyun said, "It seems to be good"

Something suddenly occurred in her mind, and her heart shook slightly.

"Like what?" Shi Ting asked.

"It's like being immersed in cold water." Ling Qingyun replied. She thought of her previous life when she was thrown into the back lake, drowned in the cold winter, and then froze with the lake.

Isn't her current cold just wanting to soak in cold water?

Shi Ting's face changed slightly.

His pale face turned even paler, and he looked very shocked.

"Are you cold too?" Ling Qingyun asked Shi Ting.

"yes." Shi Ting paused before speaking. Apparently, he is hiding something.

Ling Qingyun stepped forward and grabbed the back of Shi Ting's hand.

The back of his hand was warm, and those warm currents could penetrate through Ling Qingyun's cold palm and penetrate into her heart.

"You're not cold!" Ling Qingyun said, "Where are you uncomfortable? ”

Shi Ting coughed.

As soon as he coughed, he was so violent, as if he was about to cough out his lungs, and his face was red.

"I'm cold-hearted." Shi Ting coughed for a long time before he slowly calmed down, his face was red from coughing, and his eyes were red.

"Go home, don't disturb his rest." An Wei grabbed Ling Qingyun and stopped her from continuing to ask.

And Shi Ting undoubtedly didn't want to sue Ling Qingyun.

"Let's go back." Shi Ting also said, "Since you are afraid of the cold, burn the kang warmer, don't carry it hard." It's already cold on this day. ”

He made excuses for Ling Qingyun, hoping that Ling Qingyun's attention could be diverted and he didn't worry about his illness.

Ling Qingyun's eyes were full of melancholy, looking at Shi Ting.

Shi Ting waved her hand and told her to go quickly. His wrists were delicate, and his fingers were thin and weakened.

As soon as they left, Shi Ting coughed again.

While coughing, the bitterness in his throat could no longer be suppressed, and Shi Ting coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Bright red blood fell on his handkerchief. The snow-colored towel is swept away by the red blood, like a peony under the moon, rich and charming, enchanting and weird.

Shi Ting held the towel tightly in his hand and held his chest hard.

Bursts of intense pain hit him with a slash on his head and face, and the pain made him almost unable to sit still, and he collapsed on the bed.

He was covered in cold sweat and his face was pale.

It hurts very much, like an arrow stuck into the body.

Shi Ting thought that he had been pierced by thousands of arrows and forced to die off the cliff, and that Lu Jiuniang was drowning, and he was extremely worried.

Something went wrong, something went wrong, something went wrong, he thought!

**(To be continued......)