"Auntie, what do you mean by that?" Mingyun asked, holding Aunt Bai's hand.

Aunt Bai shook her head at her with tears in her eyes, and made a "woo" sound in her mouth, she pointed at herself with her finger, and then pointed her finger at Mingyun's chest. She seemed to have a lot to say.

"Auntie, I'll take you back to our yard immediately, don't waste your energy first." Mingyun didn't understand what Aunt Bai wanted to express. She just wanted to save her aunt's life at the moment.

Aunt Bai shook her head again, pointed at herself, and wrote the word "retribution" in Mingyun's palm. After she finished writing the last stroke, Aunt Bai vomited a large mouthful of blood from her mouth, which was black and red, and slowly trickled down her jaw and covered Mingyun's hands.

Mingyun stared at the dark blood on her hands, tears couldn't stop falling, and she screamed: "Auntie, I don't want you to leave me, I want you to accompany me, it's me who hurt you, it's me who hurt you, aunt." Will you stay with me? ”

After Aunt Bai vomited blood, her expression began to wander.

Mingyun hugged Aunt Bai and yelled at the doorkeeper who was kneeling on the ground: "Go and send the doctor!" Pass my orders and call the doctor! ”

"Madame has given an order not to send you to the medical officer." The little servant was as frightened as a sieve in the face of Mingyun's roar, and said, "What Steward Luo said when he brought someone here last night, Madame doesn't allow you to pass it on. ”

"Luo Ying said that it was easy to use, and I said why it was not easy to use. You go right away! Mingyun roared.

The servant shrunk himself up, trembling without making the slightest movement.

Mingyun knelt on the ground, hugging Aunt Bai, who was gradually losing her vitality, no longer roaring, only quietly holding tears.

"It's better not to have a heart than to be soft-hearted." The words of my mother suddenly echoed in my ears. Mingyun began to sneer, did that mean that? What did her mother want her to understand? She sneered.

Aunt Bai finally left her. Mingyun lay her aunt down, tore off a piece of her sleeve, wiped her aunt's face clean, and tied her hair together. She cried for so long that it seemed as if she could no longer shed tears. Then, she wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand and stood up.

She stood in front of Bai Xin, tilted her head and closed her eyes.

"Auntie, I hurt you."

Outside the house, snow was falling, and it was a little colder.

After Aunt Bai went, Mingyun locked herself up and never saw anyone again. She had not recovered from her body, but her mother's actions and Aunt Bai's death had hit her hard, and she could not get sick.

There was a clatter, and a fine sheep fat jade bottle was lifted to the ground.

"A bunch of rubbish!" Fan Miaoshu pointed to a group of doctors and medicine slaves kneeling on the ground, and said, "It's been treated for a few days, and the fever hasn't subsided, what a bunch of waste, what are you doing with it!" At this time, Fan Miaoshu was black-haired and ruthless, but her silent and elegant image was more in line with her Fan's eldest daughter's background.

On the bed, Mingyun's face was burning red, but her lips were dark, and she kept saying something, most of the words were not inaudible, but she repeated some words, and if she said more, she could hear clearly. Mingyun unconsciously said the most: Why do you want to do this to me?

"If the fever doesn't go away tonight, none of you want to live!" Fan Miaoshu felt like she was crazy, she had already lost a child, and Mingyun was her only child for so many years. Even if she is not close, and even a little angry, if she wants to lose her, she really has nothing in this world.

"What about Mr. Xue? Haven't you arrived yet? Fan Miaoshu sat on the side of the bed, holding the corner of her forehead and asked.

Luo Ying said: "I've already invited it, if it's invited, it should be almost there, if not, I'm afraid the situation is not good on the third side." ”

The room was filled with a strong smell of bitter medicinal juice, and the people inside were busy, and Mingyun was also poured a bowl of decoction, but seeing that it was getting late, the burning did not retreat at all, but the people gradually fainted and fell asleep, and all the people in the house were praying that the little master could survive this hurdle, so that they themselves could live to see the sun tomorrow. But most of the prayers in this world are not counted, looking at the posture of the little master, this time I am afraid that it is really mysterious, thinking so, the slaves and maids began to tremble again, the masters in this house, crazy are not people.

Just when everyone was anxious, Fan Ji shot an ink-colored fox fur coat, strode into the Miao Garden with a snowflake, and shouted loudly before entering the house, "Sister, you see Mr. Xue brought it over!" This time, Yun'er's burning can be returned. ”

The person behind Fan Ji's shot was a white-haired man in a navy blue winter robe, who was none other than Xue Xian.

When Fan Miaoshu saw Xue Xian coming, her eyes instantly burst with light and hope, "Mr. Xue! ”

Xue Xian smiled and saluted Fan Miaoshu back, and without adding much greetings, he went to check Mingyun's pulse.

"Mr. Xue, how is Yun'er?" Fan Miaoshu stood behind Xue Xian, a little nervous.

"This disease is menacing, and the cold evil has entered the body and has entered the heart." After Xue Xian finished diagnosing the pulse, he put Mingyun's hand back into the quilt, and said while tucking the corner of the quilt for the little girl.

"Sir, is there a way to get rid of the fever?" Fan Miaoshu is also an understanding person, seeing that Xue Xian is not slow or anxious, she also knows in her heart, knowing that her daughter is saved, her heart is a lot calmer.

Xue Xian asked for a pen and paper, and while writing the prescription, he said, "Brother Ling gave me the consultation fee, and I have already accepted it." Since the consultation fee has been received, then Xue must do his best. I'll make a recipe first, and after frying and drinking, I'll see how it goes. His voice was low, but not very serious.

Fan Jijiao smiled when he heard this: "Xiao Yun'er is sick, and I, who is an uncle, are naturally anxious." Mr. Xue's medical skills are excellent, and my sister's heart can be put back in her stomach this time. As he spoke, he looked at Fan Miaoshu with a little deep meaning.

Fan Miaoshu swept him with cold eyes, and Fan Jishu laughed a few times with his hands behind his back and stopped talking.

The sound of snow falling outside the window.

Fan Miaoshu's hand stroked Mingyun's still fiery forehead, and whispered, "You have to get better, and now you are the only one left by your mother's side." ”

The winter night is very long and cold, the people in the wonderful garden are still busy, even if Mr. Xue Xian, who is known as a small Shennong, is in charge, no one dares to take it lightly.

For the convenience of Mr. Xue's care, after Mingyun looked better the next day, he took her down to Yanbi Villa and returned to the wonderful garden of Fan's residence. Under the treatment of Xiao Shennong Xue Xian, Mingyun quickly subsided his fever, but his body was still weak, and he coughed badly at night.

Mingyun's house is now bright from morning to night, because Xue Xian is not allowed to wear curtains or anything during the day, and the windows must be opened from time to time for ventilation, and when the sun is good, let Mingyun bask in the sun.

The wind stopped and the snow stopped, the warm winter sun shone into the house, and on the soft collapse by the window, Mingyun cushioned a big soft pillow, wrapped a brocade quilt and half-sat in front of the window, Mingyun has been leaning against the window, his expression has been faint, and he doesn't talk to people much.

"Master, it's time to take medicine." Ah Wei brought a bowl of medicinal juice.

"Let it go." Mingyun said lowly.

"Master, the medicine has no effect when it is cold, drink it quickly, it has been mixed with a large spoonful of honey in it, and it is not bitter at all." Awei persuaded. She was also saddened by Aunt Bai's death, but she was just a subordinate, sad and more fearful.

Mingyun was still hiding, and his expression was always low. Ah Wei persuaded her for a long time, the medicine was almost cold, and when she was about to heat it up again and try it again, Xue Xian walked in, followed by Fan Ming, who was probing his brain.

"Why don't you take your medicine?" Xue Xian walked to the bed with his hands behind his back, took the medicine bowl in Ah Wei's hand, sniffed it, raised his eyebrows and said: "Just such a small bowl of medicinal juice, it's not too bitter, and so much nectar has been added." His voice was clear and low, and his snow-white hair was half-tied in a bun with a green bamboo hosta, and the rest was scattered freely. White hair, gray clothes, but look very harmonious, as it should be.

"I was afraid that the medicine would be too bitter, and the master didn't want to drink it, so I added a spoonful of honey." Ah Wei replied with her head down.

Xue Xian shook his head, scooped up the brown soup with a spoon, put it on the table casually, and said with a light smile: "It's right not to drink it, this honey is also a medicine, and I don't have nectar in my prescription, so there is no reason to add it casually." ”

Ah Wei hurriedly shook her head when she heard this, and said: "Sir, the slave just wants the master to drink the medicine, I, I, I don't know that I can't add honey, sir, I didn't mean to....."

Xue Xian still smiled faintly when he heard this, and said, "Although there will be no problem with drinking it, it will affect the efficacy of the medicine after all, go change a bowl." ”

"Yes, yes, sir, I'll take a bowl first." Ah Wei hurriedly took away the original bowl, quickly opened the curtain and went out. For fear that the smoke of the medicine will reach the master, the place where the medicine is boiled is outside the courtyard.

"This stupid minion, cousin, what are you keeping her for?" The chubby Fan Ming sat on the edge of the bed and said to Mingyun. The people in Fan Ming's courtyard were strictly controlled by the eldest lady Wen Rui, so he hadn't heard about Aunt Bai. Besides, in a place like Fan Di, no one would pay attention to the death of a subordinate at all.

"I don't allow you to say that, Awei." Mingyun's voice was very hoarse, but she still squeezed the words out of her throat.

Fan Ming didn't expect Mingyun to say this, and was stunned for a moment.

Xue Xian knocked on Fan Ming's table twice with the knuckle of his index finger, and said, "It's not that you masters are difficult to serve, but as long as you can do it neatly every time you take medicine, they don't have to do too much wrong." ”

"Can the minions still be justified?" Fan Ming raised his chin unconvinced and asked.

"All things are living beings, and who is more noble than the other, and who is more noble than the other." Xue Xian smiled and shook his head.

"How can that be the same, how can those minions be nobler than me." Fan Ming's eyes were wider than his face at this time, and the expression on his face was one of disgust.

Xue Xian smiled silently, looked at Fan Ming, and asked, "What about the identity?" What if one day you were no longer you? When? ”