Chapter Eighty-Eight: Sudden Dream of Wedding Day in Illness
Shen Qiyuan thought that Shen Anyan was avoiding him, but he didn't know that the three girls were indeed sick.
This time in Beijing, it was already cold, and secondly, she couldn't rest and run around for days, which made her body weak and the wind and cold had an opportunity. Besides, she is a thoughtful, overthinking, and sad spleen, so that this time she finally failed to dodge, or let Feng Han take advantage of the loophole.
She had just wanted to close her eyes and take a nap in the carriage, but she didn't want to be too sleepy and fell asleep, and there was no need for room warmth in the carriage, although she was also wrapped in a cloak, but she still felt cold in her sleep.
When Shen Anyan was woken up by Bian Niang to get out of the car, he only felt that his eyes were dry, and a fire seemed to accumulate in his chest, so he barely stood firm and saw clearly.
Frightened Bian Niang Qingling was frightened, Bian Niang finally carried the three girls into the house with the help of several little maids, and Qingling ran out to find a female doctor to see a doctor.
When the three girls were settled and the female doctor came, she knew that she was infected with a cold and had begun to attack, and now the fever is quite serious.
At this time, Shen Anyan became a little conscious, and when she heard the words, she said to Bian Niang: "The wind and cold are easy to pass on, before I recover from my illness, Bibo Courtyard closed its doors to thank guests, even if the old lady comes, don't see it." The situation this winter is severe, so don't let your guard down. ”
At this time, I was still worried about others.
Bian Niang sighed in her heart, but she had no choice but to nod yes, and it happened that the little guy in Wuning Pavilion came to inquire about the news, so she also told him about the closure of Bibo Courtyard.
Bian Niang knew that Shen Anyan would be infected with the wind and cold this time, which was somewhat related to the fact that the second master of Wuning Pavilion was finally going to marry by order. If it weren't for the fact that the second master gave up in chaos, first provoked his own sister, and then had to marry the princess from the Dayue clan, the third girl would not be so sad.
Thinking like this, she felt that it was a good thing to recuperate behind closed doors and not see Second Master Shen.
In the end, it was the girl who looked big on her own that she was distressed, Bian Niang carefully cooked shredded chicken porridge from the small kitchen, and let Shen Anyan use up a bowl of porridge before feeding her medicine.
If the stomach is empty and there is no use for any food, just drink the medicine, which will be harmful to the body.
Shen Anyan knew this truth, and also understood that if she was a little angry and refused to drink porridge at this time, Bian's mother would be angry. Therefore, although he had no appetite, and even wanted to vomit because of the fever, he still frowned and drank the shredded chicken porridge, and then drank the decoction in one go.
was let go by Bian Niang, and she was finally able to take a breath and lie down to rest.
She was seriously ill and weak, and her consciousness was a little unclear, and she was only sleepy, but she was haunted by nightmares every time she fell asleep, and finally woke up quickly. And because there was no money in the house, a lot of charcoal fires were burned, and the quilt was covered enough, and the decoction also caused sweat when drunk.
Shen Anyan was covered in sweat and almost soaked her underwear, she wanted to get up and call Bian Niang to change her clothes again, but she felt that if she changed her clothes frequently, I was afraid that it would also catch the wind and aggravate the cold.
So she lay there and let the hot sweat soak her little by little, little by little to make her feel like she was in a deep volcanic swamp, and she could not struggle, the quilt was too heavy on her, and she had lost all her strength.
Shen Anyan seemed to see Shen Qiyuan's wedding in his drowsy dream.
The handsome bridegroom rode a tall horse, and his sword eyebrows and starry eyes were only upright and rigorous, and he seemed to be a man who did not smile. But I can still see a gentle smile on the face above the big red wedding dress.
It was a smile that no one else could get, only for the person he was going to marry today.
She saw ten miles of red makeup, spread out, and the entire central avenue of Kyoto was full of people who came to see the excitement. They frolicked and snatched the spilled candy and broken silver from the side of the welcoming procession, shouting that a hundred years of good union and early birth of a noble son.
What a beautiful sight it was, and she saw the bride get into the sedan chair, and the sound of banging and banging and cheering rushed into her ears, as if she had grown feet, and drilled into her head. It seems that she also wants her to remember that these things that should belong to her are now in the hands of others.
Shen Anyan wanted to see the bride's face, and wanted to see what kind of face was under the red hijab. The wedding day should be very beautiful, not to mention that Guishuang is a delicate and moving face.
She walked with the group, the crowd was crowded and hot, she seemed to be on fire, but she was sweating profusely.
She walked to the Shen Mansion, and the bride was dragged off the sedan chair. Shen Qiyuan was laughing, she thought that Shen Qiyuan would only smile at herself like this, but now she can naturally treat others like this.
Who doesn't love beauty? She had already said that Guishuang was not bad in the first place, and it may not be a good thing to marry her.
She followed, a little unwilling in the end, wanting to see what would happen in the end.
What will happen? What will Shen Qiyuan do to Guishuang? However, from the moment she stepped into the Shen Mansion, she was no longer a high-minded bystander, and she was also a member of this scene.
"Third girl, why did you come back, go and change into decent clothes, I'm going to see the second master's church."
Seeing that the second master was in the hall, Shen Anyan smiled, this should be some kind of unrecorded torture, and it was finally inflicted on himself.
But she can only say okay, her uncle is married, and her niece can't help but cheer.
She finally arrived, but no one looked at her. Everyone seemed to ignore her inexplicably, as if she didn't exist. They only have the newlyweds in their eyes who are worshipping in the church, while Shen Qiyuan only has the bride in their eyes.
That kind of look was something Shen Anyan had never seen before, and it was deeper, more joyful, and more solemn than any kind of eyes before. Is this the look in Shen Qiyuan's eyes when he got married? As if I had been looking forward to three lives and three lives, several reincarnations, I finally got my wish.
She couldn't help but sigh a little emotionally, if she really responded to that sentence, she could still get rid of it. But the woman's cowardice can't be taken off.
Shen Anyan has seen them worship the church, one worships the heaven and the earth, the second worships the high hall, and the third worships the husband and wife. Finally, she was just a bystander.
She was about to leave quickly, but she was dragged to the banquet. When the bride enters the door, she wants to make a toast. The bride can be sent to the cave room, but the groom cannot go back until he is drunk.
Shen Anyan only heard someone ask her loudly: "Why doesn't the third girl speak all the time, and doesn't respect the second master?" ”
She stiffened, and finally met Shen Qiyuan's gaze.