Chapter 160 * Light

Shi Ting stood up and asked Ling Qingyun if he cared about his injury the day before yesterday.

There was some loneliness in his tone.

Ling Qingyun looked back at him.

He stood there, his head covered with green silk scattered over his shoulders. The plain black hair and beautiful appearance accompanied him gave birth to a bit of poignant melancholy.

The shimmering light and shadow of the past floated in Ling Qingyun's heart.

The two of them once loved each other, and that feeling carried his deception and her ignorance, but it really happened, and no one could erase it.

Ling Qingyun's heart was a little sad.

For the first time, she overlapped Shi Ting's face with Wang Qilang in her heart.

"Are you hurt?" Ling Qingyun asked him, "Where is the injury?" ”

Shi Ting didn't say anything, just showed her the wound. He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a snow-white but sturdy, lean chest. A glaring wound in his rib cage had been sewn up by himself.

The stitches are dense, like a centipede.

"Hurt so badly?" Ling Qingyun was stunned.

"I accidentally got hit by a stone, so I was a little badly injured." Shi Ting explained, slowly putting on his clothes.

Ling Qingyun bit her lip.

"Don't be so ruthless." Ling Qingyun said, "The plan is already thorough, you just need to follow the steps step by step." The road ahead is very long, the eldest princess of Huaiqing is just a small fish, we still have the big fish of the queen mother, you take care. ”

"I see." Shek Ting Road.

His voice was still very low.

After a moment of silence, he raised his eyes to look at Ling Qingyun, the loss in his eyes disappeared, and he regained clarity and clarity: "Let's go, you should go home, otherwise the family will be worried." ”

Ling Qingyun told him to take care of himself and not to go out for a few days, so he turned around and left.

Shi Ting sent her to the gate of the small courtyard.

He was still wearing a long jacket.

Ling Qingyun didn't know why, after walking a few steps, she always felt that there was a gaze behind her, so she stopped and turned around.

Shi Ting was still standing on the steps in front of the door, looking at Ling Qingyun.

In the bitter wind, his long jacket looked thin and powerless to resist the cold. His green silk was still untied, fluttering in the wind. When he saw Ling Qingyun turn around, he waved his hand at her and motioned for her to continue walking.

His long posture is casual, elegantly emaciated, and there is a sense of isolation.

Ling Qingyun returned to her carriage, looked at Xue'er and Xiaobai lying beside her, reached out to stroke Xue'er's soft hair, and sighed softly.

"We are all alone." Ling Qingyun thought.

It may be Shi Ting's injury that makes her quite unbearable.

It was a not shallow scar, sewn up with sheep intestines, and the fine stitches resembled a centipede. At that time, it must have hurt when it was sewn, right?

Ling Qingyun sighed again.

When I got home, it was already mid-afternoon. The warm and bright sun of the morning has been hidden behind the layers of dense clouds, covering it with cold.

Ling Qingyun didn't have lunch, she was hungry, and rushed home to go to her mother.

Unexpectedly, he met Ling Qingtong at the gate.

When Ling Qingtong saw Ling Qingyun, he showed a strange smile: "Second sister, you don't know what Second Brother An did in your yard today, go and take a look." ”

"What did he do?" Ling Qingyun became curious.

Ling Qingtong didn't answer, but just urged her to go in and have a look.

"Is the second brother in my mother's yard, or in my yard?" Ling Qingyun asked.

"It should still be on my mother's side, waiting for you to come back." Ling Qingtong said. With that, he ran away.

As a born-against, he wanders all day, which is so unidealistic.

Ling Qingyun's curiosity was aroused by him, and she didn't think much about it, and hurried to her mother's side.

Aneaves is indeed there.

He was talking to Jing.

Seeing Ling Qingyun coming back, Jing also smiled, his smile was very weird, the same as Ling Qingtong: "Why did you come back so late?" ”

"When I passed by the house of Nimbodu, Xue'er ran to the yard of their house, and I went in to look for the dog, and said a few words to Mrs. Shizi by the way." Ling Qingyun said.

She always had to make up a reason, otherwise how could she sue Sù Jing's family, she went to the Du family?

Jing was slightly surprised.

There are many meritorious nobles in the capital, and the Ning Bo Mansion has nothing to do with the Ling family, and even has no relationship with the An family, so the Jing family doesn't know.

She didn't take it to heart.

"How long has the second brother been here?" When Ling Qingyun saw An Wei sitting upright, she asked him with a smile.

An Wei nodded: "I have something to say to you." With that, he stood up.

Jing said: "You talk, come back and eat." How about the eaves resting at home today? ”

An Wei said: "No, aunt, tomorrow is my pilgrimage day, and I need to go to the court." ”

Jing didn't say much, only left Aneaves for dinner.

Out of the main courtyard, Ling Qingyun whispered to An Wei: "What did you do in my courtyard?" Everyone is laughing when they see me today."

An Wei didn't answer.

Ling Qingyun had no choice but to follow him back to his courtyard.

Her dogs and cats followed.

Entering the courtyard, Ling Qingyun's footsteps suddenly stopped, and she looked at the courtyard in shock: the grass and trees were in full bloom, the plum blossomed, and the courtyard was full of prosperity and fragrance.

She had already stepped on the wrong plane herself.

Is this still the bare courtyard?

Under Ling Qingyun's windowsill, Anguan planted a few green bamboos. The bamboo leaves are green and green; On both sides of the gravel paved path, there are many potted plum plants, and at this moment, the red and yellow stamens are blooming, and the fragrance is full of the garden.

In particular, the grape trellis was overturned with green vines and fruitful.

Ling Qingyun was stunned.

"Where did you get that?" Ling Qingyun was pleasantly surprised, and asked An Wei, "That grape trellis"

She didn't wait for An Wei to answer, and ran to the grape trellis to look.

After this look, I realized that the grape trellis was fake.

No wonder, she said, how could it be possible to change to a new vine? The green vines were all made of the finest green thickness; The fruits that fall under the shelf are also sewn with dark purple cloth, and they are made vividly.

Ling Qingyun was pleasantly surprised.

"This trellis, it's too similar." Ling Qingyun turned around and said to An Wei who was following her, "And those green bamboos and plums, where did you get them?" ”

Chen Qiniang is in the flower and tree business, but the saplings have not yet been transported to the capital.

And Anea, in the case of the shortage of flowers and plants at the end of the year, got the green bamboo and plum.

"This is a tribute for the New Year in the harem. I begged the official family for it, and the official family gave me these. "Ann Wai Road.

He took it for granted.

Last time, he asked for it.

"Wouldn't you be too pampered and arrogant?" Ling Qingyun said worriedly, "You've already begged for things from the official family several times. ”

"It's okay, this little thing, the official family is willing to give it." Anquis Road.

As a courtier, sometimes you have to be measured. Being too cautious is also suspicious.

An Wei is the son of the official teacher, and he became the deputy commander of the guard department at a young age, which can be said to be on the rise, and he will become a cronie of the official family in the future.

Ordering small things, it seems to be very close to the official family.

Ling Qingyun didn't say anything more.

She watched Lamei and Cuizhu several times, and felt more and more fresh and interesting. Since the drought, verdant plants have become a rarity.

"Isn't it cold?" An Wei asked her.

Only then did Ling Qingyun enter the house.

The maids came in with hot tea, Ling Qingyun sat down to drink tea, and ate a few refreshments in a row, which could fill a corner of her stomach.

"Are you hungry?" An Wei asked her again.

Ling Qingyun shook her head and said, "No, I'm fine." ”

She held a tea cup to keep warm, and then said to An Wei: "I went to Du's house today." ”

She told An Wei about her trip to Du's house.

Shi Ting told me that he had inquired and that the patient in the Ning Bo Mansion was Du Yongqi's eldest son and the eldest grandson of the Ning Bo Mansion. The child was six years old and had been ill for more than a year, with dementia, not knowing how to eat, and gradually losing speech.

The Du family invited a famous doctor and secretly used medicine, but the child did not get any better, and he was completely stupid. The child was lively and active since he was a child, and his body was healthy, and he became sick like this for no reason, and the whole of the Ning Bo Mansion was unwilling to cure him.

The patient is the eldest grandson of the Bofu of Niningbo, and it is related to the reputation and inheritance of the Bofu, but also the reputation of the child, so they are very secretive. Mrs. Shizi and Prime Minister Yang's wife are cousins, and the two have a good relationship.

Shi Ting cured Mrs. Yang, and Mrs. Yang recommended Shi Ting to the Ningbo Mansion. However, they were not very relieved about the doctors in Kyosato. I'll go back tomorrow and try a thing or two, maybe there's a chance to make a move. ”

Ling Qingyun's current first step is to cure the eldest grandson of the Ning Bo Mansion and gain the trust of the Prince's wife, Zhen.

Because, Zhen is Mrs. Yang's cousin, and she has a close relationship with the Prime Minister's Mansion.

An Wei listened, nodded and said, "Take your time, don't be in a hurry." ”

Ling Qingyun said yes.

"What about you, what is the situation in the palace, and how is the arrangement on the Queen Mother's side?" Ling Qingyun asked An Wei.

"It has been properly arranged, and the news has been released, and there is no obstacle on the Queen Mother's side." Anquis Road.

Ling Qingyun smiled.

As they talked, it was getting late. The light in the room dimmed, the curtains were half rolled, and the plum fragrance was hidden.

The dusk in the distance, drowsy, and full of smoke. The lights came on for the first time, and there was a faint light.

"Second girl, young master, Mrs. invites you to dinner." A maid came in and said.

After moving to Zhixianfang, the maids changed their tone and no longer called Jing's "big grandmother", but changed to "wife".

Ling Qingyun and An Wei got up.

"Hopefully, we can get rid of an enemy by April." An Wei whispered to Ling Qingyun, "At that time, the spring flowers are blooming, and we can go out to play." ”

Ling Qingyun snorted.

"I also want to go to spring." Ling Qingyun said.

Perhaps, it will be her last spring in the world, how can she live up to it? Although it is still very cold, Ling Qingyun is full of expectations for the light in a few months.

After having dinner at Ling's house, An Wei returned to his home.

The next day, Ling Qingyun went to Du's house again.

It was still Cheng's mother who came out to greet Ling Qingyun.

If Mrs. Shizi was unwilling to let Ling Qingyun treat her son's illness, she could completely excuse herself and say that she was not at home, after all, she did not invite Ling Qingyun.

However, the wife of the prince, Zhen, let Ling Qingyun in. She should have inquired about Ling Qingyun's medical skills, and she also wanted Ling Qingyun to try it.

Therefore, today Ling Qingyun plans to talk to Zhen only about medicine and nothing else.

***R1152