In Zhou Xinmiao's mind, a person's figure flashed.

A fake, if there are seven or eight points of resemblance in appearance, is already rare, and besides, if they resemble, what is more than appearance?

Zhou Xinmiao was silent for a while.

That person is also a high and powerful person in Wana, although he will not become a great khan, but she can see the wolf ambition hidden in the depths of his eyes.

How could such a person, with such a pair of eyes, be willing to condescend to the position of a minister! He was able to endure humiliation and live to this day, and he occupied such a heavy position in the Khan's heart, which shows that he is a very skillful person.

Zhou Xinmiao thought about it like this, and her mood suddenly improved.

She instructed Xiangmeng to prepare breakfast.

Xiangmeng didn't understand why this happened, and the princess suddenly looked like she wanted to open it, but she was happy to see this kind of thing happen, the princess's mood improved, and her mood naturally improved.

Xiangmeng went to prepare breakfast.

Zhou Xinmiao exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly closed her eyes.

The busy day passed quickly, Zhou Xinmiao didn't know what she had figured out, her anger was miraculously extinguished, she didn't seem to be bothered by Murong Che's affairs, but after being depressed for a while, the whole person exuded an extraordinary look again, and instantly cheered up.

Xiang Dream doesn't understand the cause and effect here, but the result is good.

She served Zhou Xinmiao and rested.

At night, it is especially cold on the grassland.

A howling cold wind roared by. It seems to want to lift the yurt up.

The tent is lit with charcoal, although it is not to the point of being warm as spring, but the temperature in the tent and the outside are like two worlds.

Zhou Xinmiao rolled over. In a trance, something seemed to brush her face, like a feather, and it tickled her.

Probably hair.

Half-asleep and half-awake, such a thought flashed in Zhou Xinmiao's mind, she stretched out her hand and brushed it on her face, her eyes did not open, and continued to sleep.

But the feeling of being brushed by feathers came again. It was not light or heavy, and it was swiped over her face one after another, making it impossible for people to sleep peacefully.

Zhou Xinmiao was annoyed. I don't know what's wrong with this hair, it's really hateful to be against myself and scratch people clearly.

She shouted Xiangmeng.

Somehow. The always astute Xiangmeng did not respond to her.

Zhou Xinmiao suddenly came to her senses, she opened her eyes suddenly, and the scene she saw in front of her suddenly made her scream.

A dark figure stood in front of him, with a pale face, a long tongue, and strange red hair, exactly like the last time he had seen it in his dream.

Zhou Xinmiao rolled her eyes and fainted. Before her consciousness sank into darkness, she felt. I'm not dreaming.

The next day, Zhou Xinmiao woke up as usual at the soft call of Xiangmeng.

She had a splitting headache and her eyes were dark.

Xiangmeng said, "Princess." What's wrong with you, your complexion is so bad? ”

Zhou Xinmiao looked at her suspiciously.

Xiang Meng didn't realize it, and still served Zhou Xinmiao as usual to get up and wash.

Zhou Xinmiao has always trusted Xiangmeng, when she is her right-hand man, she usually doesn't say anything to Murong Che. But he will definitely tell Xiangmeng. The two masters and servants are called master servants, but they are actually sisters. As a last resort, Zhou Xinmiao was absolutely unwilling to guess Xiangmeng.

She has nothing left, and she can't live without Xiangmeng anymore.

But there are some things that cannot be uncovered without being investigated.

Zhou Xinmiao stabilized her mind and only said: "I was thirsty last night and called you, but I didn't see you get up to serve." She said as she stared at Xiangmeng.

Xiangmeng's face was surprised, with an innocent face, and only said: "Princess, the slave didn't hear it!" The slave has been out there and has not heard your voice at all. ”

Zhou Xinmiao couldn't see anything from Xiangmeng's body.

Either this girl is innocent, or she is too good at acting.

No matter what the truth is, it is not what Zhou Xinmiao wants to see, almost instantly, Zhou Xinmiao's heart becomes uncomfortable again.

"Princess, you won't have nightmares again, will you?" Xiangmeng guessed.

Zhou Xinmiao washed up quietly, simply pulled her hair, lifted the curtain and walked out of the inner room.

She sat behind the desk, thinking about the previous night.

Is it really a dream?

But why is her feeling so real? The first time, she saw the empty tent, saw the grimace, and fainted. But when I woke up, I found myself lying on the bed in a good way.

What about the second time? She was just over an inch away from the grimace, and although it was dark, she could see it clearly.

Can this qiē be explained by nightmares?

Zhou Xinmiao thought about this, and couldn't help frowning, as if she had rubbed a handful of sand in her heart, and it hurt badly.

Xiang dreamed that she had a bad complexion and that she was also embarrassed, and her heart involuntarily rose.

"Princess, let's have breakfast!"

Where does Zhou Xinmiao have the appetite to eat? She waved her hand and rubbed her forehead, unable to lift her spirits.

Xiang dreamed about it and said, "Princess, why don't you let the slave and maid steam a bowl of hibiscus custard for you!" Pour the milk on top and use a bowl in the morning, which is just right. ”

Zhou Xinmiao really didn't have the strength, so she nodded.

Xiang Meng was overjoyed, curtsy and went down to arrange.

After a while, she brought a tray into the tent, on which was a soup bowl with an open pink porcelain painted with spring butterflies, and a porcelain spoon of the same color.

"Princess." Xiangmeng looked at Zhou Xinmiao worriedly, as if her complexion was a little worse after just such a moment.

Xiangmeng found the commonly used silver needle and poked it twice at the hibiscus custard, the tip of the needle did not change color, she breathed a sigh of relief, and brought the thing to Zhou Xinmiao.

Zhou Xinmiao loves milk, she doesn't think that thing has a bad smell at all, she used to eat it often when she was in her hometown, and later when she entered Beijing, she was more particular about how to eat.

Zhou Xinmiao smelled the faint milky fragrance, and cheered up a little, she was indeed hungry.

She picked up the spoon and ate it. The custard is soft and smooth, and the two are combined. The taste is very good.

Xiangmeng breathed a sigh of relief, it was good to be able to eat.

In the blink of an eye, a small bowl of hibiscus custard was at the bottom.

Xiangmeng was overjoyed, turned around and prepared tea for Zhou Xinmiao to rinse his mouth, but he didn't think that at this time, Zhou Xinmiao suddenly became uncomfortable and had colic in his abdomen. A sour feeling surged up from his stomach, and his chest tightened. She knew it wasn't good. It was too late to call Xiangmeng again, so she hurriedly ran to the side and spit out at the spittoon.

The hibiscus custard that I had just eaten was spit up before I could digest it. But that uncomfortable feeling did not subside, but became more and more severe, Zhou Xinmiao's head was sweating, and he was so weak that he could barely stand.

Xiang Meng was startled and almost looked for the tea bowl in his hand. She hurriedly walked up to Zhou Xinmiao, helped her steady, waited for her to rinse her mouth, and then helped the person back to the inner room.

Xiangmeng called two rough envoys who were doing chores and asked them to clean up the spittoon. He found a piece of incense, threw it into the copper empty incense burner of birds and beasts, and lit it.

The fragrance was elegant, and it washed away the turbidity in the tent.

Zhou Xinmiao felt a little better at this time. I didn't want to vomit, but my abdomen was still in pain, and I looked very painful.

Xiangmeng couldn't take care of it, so she hurriedly called two henchmen and asked them to find Ji Wan'er on her own initiative.

In less than half an hour, Ji Wan'er came with a medicine box.

When she came in. Zhou Xinmiao had already fallen asleep in a daze, and Ji Wan'er didn't know. He said in a slightly loud voice: "Go and invite my little girl, you can be stupid, you can't understand anything, what's wrong with the princess?" Wasn't it okay before? Why did you get sick all of a sudden?

Miss Ji was soft, and the princess fell asleep. Xiangmeng whispered to Ji Wan'er about Zhou Xinmiao's symptoms, "Originally, after taking Miss Ji's medicine, the princess's body has improved greatly, and she is also a lot more energetic, and she doesn't lose sleep at night, but I don't know what's wrong recently, my complexion is getting worse and worse, and when I get up in the morning, my eyes are dark, and I don't have energy." ”

Xiangmeng said very carefully, telling everything about Zhou Xinmiao's illness before and after her illness, and also about her nightmares in the past two days.

Under the cover of the scarf, Ji Wan'er grinned, but soon returned to normal. She asked for Zhou Xinmiao's pulse, and after a while, she withdrew her hand.

Xiangmeng couldn't see the expression on her face, and she was also anxious, so she forgot to invite someone outside to talk, and asked anxiously: "How is it, what is wrong with the princess's body?" ”

Ji Wan'er sighed and said softly: "The evil wind enters the body, the cold and evil gather and stagnate, the yang qi is lost, and the yin fluid is deficient. The princess can't eat the recipe I prescribed. ”

Where can Xiangmeng understand this, she only thinks that Ji Wan'er is very cautious in speaking, and the princess's illness seems to be very serious.

"So, what then?" Xiangmeng is about to cry.

"Re-prescribe a pair of medicines, first stabilize the princess's condition, and then say, if it doesn't work, I'll give the princess an injection!"

Xiangmeng is not a doctor, so naturally what Ji Wan'er says and what she listens to.

She let Ji Wan'er go outside and personally waited for her pen and ink.

Ji Wan'er picked up the pen and wrote the prescription freely, writing two or three pages before she stopped.

"Nourish the liver and remove wind, calm the nerves and nourish the blood, strengthen the spleen and stomach, and generate source qi, try two pairs first, and then talk about it after it works." Ji Wan'er blew away the ink and handed the prescription to Xiangmeng.

Xiangmeng was overjoyed, and hurriedly said to Ji Wan'er: "Miss Ji sit down for a while." Xiangmeng turned around and walked out of the tent, handed the prescription to a trustworthy person, and then went and returned.

"I neglected the girl, the princess is short of manpower here, I have to take care of a lot of things myself, the girl has been busy for a long time, and she didn't even drink a cup of tea." Xiangmeng put the hot water in her hand in front of Ji Wan'er's case, and said kind words in her mouth, but her eyes kept looking inside.

Ji Wan'er thought to herself, is it because of the lack of manpower, or because she can't trust others!

I didn't expect this fragrant dream to be a loyal servant.

"Whatever my sister says, the princess will get better soon if she has her sister to take care of her."

Xiangmeng hurriedly said: "I hope so." After finishing speaking, he also recited the Buddha softly.

Ji Wan'er perked up and hurriedly asked, "My sister is also a believer in Buddhism?" (To be continued)