"This catkins flew all over the yard, and the freshly washed clothes were glued to the catkins as soon as they turned their faces." Qiu Tang wiped his hands in annoyance and shook his clothes.

"When the clothes are dry, just pat and shake." Luzhu looked back at Qiu Tang, who was a head taller and smiled.

"Sister, are you going to Xiyuan to hang your throat again today?" Qiu Tang leaned over to the green bamboo and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, Mom said, all the girls who go out of our Linglong Pavilion must be able to sing and dance. What, you don't want to go? Lu Zhu wrung out the last piece of clothing in the basin, shook it, and handed it to Qiu Tang.

"No, I just want to ask, who is the person you always stare at every time you go to Xiyuan?" Qiu Tang took the clothes in front of his face and asked quietly.

"Don't talk nonsense, there's no one." Lu Zhu quickly glanced around, and saw that Quan Ye was walking towards the small courtyard with a bamboo whip, "Hurry up and dry your clothes, I'll go and pour the water." Master Quan is here. ”

When Qiu Tang heard that Master Quan was coming, he couldn't help but shudder, and quickly put on his clothes and stood beside him.

"Okay, it's not bad today, it's all pretty good, let's go to dinner, and go to Xiyuan to hang my throat after eating!" Quan Ye looked at the rows of clothes that were hung up, and it was rare that he didn't raise a whip.

On the street through the city, the girls of Linglong Pavilion walked in two rows, and for a while, the fat powder on the street through the city was fragrant, and the rings were tinkling, which caused everyone to look sideways.

"Sister, sister." Qiu Tang eagerly tugged at the sleeve of the green bamboo.

"Little hooves! Can't control your eyes again? A natural lowly billet, before he grows up, he hooks a man on the street! "Before Luzhu came back to his senses, Master Quan's whip had already arrived.

Today is the right master to take the girls to Xiyuan, the streets of Lingcheng are full of people, a half-grown boy wearing a patched blue coarse cloth short, carrying a flat shoulder standing at the base of the wall of a shop, anyone who walks by will not notice this young man, but he doesn't want to hook the eyes of the green bamboo. Qiu Tang looked along, she had seen this person, every time she would stand here, watch them go to the west of the city, every time they passed by, Luzhu would always slow down and look twice.

The whip of the right master danced whirringly, and it was whipped on the green bamboo, and the sound alone made people tremble.

Although Luzhu is used to being beaten and scolded by Master Quan, she is a girl after all, and she is thin-skinned, how can she withstand the humiliation and whipping of Master Quan on the street, and tears rolled down in an instant.

"Cry what cry! Hold it back! Come on! When Quan Ye heard the cry, he twitched hard behind Luzhu's knee before he was relieved.

This time it hurt so hard that Lu Zhu almost knelt on the ground. "What are you seeing?! Spread out! Don't walk in front of the girls of our Linglong Pavilion! Quan Ye spat on the ground and blasted away the crowd of onlookers.

Qiu Tang looked at the young man who caused the disaster on the side of the street, then looked at the right master, and continued to walk towards the west of the city with the green bamboo trembling.

The young man on the street was trembling at this time, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were red.

"Ahem...... Mu Lingyu coughed all over his face, and the pen in his hand was also thrown aside, his palm tightly grasped the corner of the table, and his green tendons were exposed.

"Five Highnesses, Five Highnesses." The maid who was waiting beside her hurriedly patted Mu Lingyu's back gently, and hurriedly asked people to ask for a doctor.

In a hurry, he poured a bowl of tea and sent it to Mu Lingyu's lips, Mu Lingyu forced a cough, took a sip, and most of it was sprinkled on the table, soaking the words he had just written.

"What's wrong with Yu'er?" Concubine Rou, who got the news, hurried over with the maid, her face full of anxiety.

"Please rest assured, Concubine Rou Niangniang, His Royal Highness is just allergic to the catkins of this season, which causes coughing and asthma, and the old minister has prescribed medicine for His Highness, and His Highness will be fine if he drinks it." The imperial doctor saw that it was Concubine Rou and hurriedly saluted.

"I'm tired." Concubine Rou waved her hand and ordered the imperial doctor to get busy, and she rushed into the inner hall and rushed straight to Mu Lingyu's side, "Son, you are scared to death as a mother." You have to have three long and two short, how can you make me worthy of my hard-working sister! Before Concubine Rou's words fell, tears fell first, and bean-sized tears crackled and fell on the brocade quilt.

"Rou Niangniang, I'm sorry." Mu Lingyu squeezed out a smile on his pale little face, and he stretched out his hand to touch Concubine Rou's cheek, "Let Rou Niangniang worry." Erchen is much better. ”

Looking at the weak Mu Lingyu, Concubine Rou couldn't bear to disturb anymore, and after a few words, she left.

At the beginning of the lights, Zhang Wan sat at the table and looked at the dishes on the table for a long time, seeing that the dishes were no longer hot, Qingxing couldn't help but speak: "Master, let's eat a little."

"Let's get out." Zhang Wan said lightly. It has been a few days since she had no appetite, and the monthly letter that has always been punctual has not yet arrived, Zhang Wan has a premonition in her heart, which makes her secretly happy, but also a little uneasy.

"Go and get my sister here." Zhang Wan ordered Qingxing to invite Concubine Rou, she wanted to hear the advice of her own sister.

"I'll listen to the fold I first taught you." Yuchen stood in the pavilion by the pond with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, Master." Qiu Tang Wanfu, get up, lightly open the red lips: it turns out that the purple and red are all over the place, as if they are all paid to the broken wells, the beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, and the courtyard is happy. Flying towards the twilight roll, the clouds and the cuixuan, the rain and the wind, the smoke and waves painted the boat, the Jinping people look at this Shaohua cheap.

"That's right," Yuchen nodded with a smile, "I won't teach the new singing section first, and I will practice my body today." With that, Yuchen shook his hand and threw the white silk that he had been holding in his hand on the beam of the pavilion by the pond, pulled a buckle underneath, pulled Qiu Tang, grabbed one of her feet and stuffed it into the buckle, and hung it up. Qiu Tang only felt a heart-rending pain on the inside of his legs, and couldn't help crying.

"Cry, cry now, you don't have to cry in the future." Yuchen looked at Qiu Tang, the smile just now was long gone, and the indifference in his eyes made Qiu Tang feel strange and deeply afraid.

Yuchen ignored the crying Qiu Tang, lit a stick of incense stick in the gravel under the pavilion and said: "You look at this incense, the incense is burned out, you will sing the play I taught you the day before yesterday, and when you finish singing, I will come over." With that, Yuchen shook his hand and left.

The heart-rending pain spread from his legs to his whole body, Qiu Tang trembled in pain, and his legs that fell to the ground couldn't stand steadily. Yuchen's words kept recalling in his ears - crying now, there will be no need to cry in the future.

When the pain turned into numbness, when the incense slowly turned into ashes, the tears on Qiu Tang's face also dried, slowly inhaled, tried to restrain the trembling, and the sound of tactfully rubbing his intestines drifted from the edge of the pond: Long live, Xie Jinchai box is given to Feng Junhuan, but I am afraid that the cold posture will not be able to eliminate the rain and dew of the heavenly family......

It wasn't until Qiu Tang finished singing for the third time that Yuchen came out from behind the rockery, walked into the pavilion, pinched Qiu Tang's legs, glanced at Qiu Tang, whose face was full of tears and no longer crying, and said slowly: "Does it still hurt?" Qiu Tang shook his head. Yuchen smiled slightly and said, "If you get used to it, it won't hurt." Let's switch to the other leg. Singing is a fastidious rap, reading, playing, and fighting, and can only sing, and it is not good without a figure. Yuchen said, put down Qiu Tang's hanging feet, the pain and numbness of his legs almost lost consciousness, Qiu Tang did not stand firmly, and fell to the ground.

"Get up." Yuchen looked at Qiu Tang on the ground, and didn't mean to help her up. Qiu Tang gritted his teeth, supported himself with his hands, and grabbed the pillar on the side, trembling little by little, he barely stood up.

"Come here." Seeing Qiu Tang stand up, Yuchen dropped two more words. He was still standing in the middle of the pavilion, holding a white silk buckle in his hand, looking at Qiu Tang. Qiu Tang looked at the white silk hanging high, and then at the jade dust with a frosty face, and tears welled up in his eyes in an instant. In the teary eyes, Qiu Tang seemed to see Yuchen's gradually frowning brows, so he had to lift his numb legs and rub towards Yuchen little by little.

"Stand still. Which leg was just hung up? Yuchen asked coldly.

"Right, right leg." Qiu Tang tried his best to stand firm.

"Lift your left leg up."

Qiu Tang's right leg is weak, and if he wants to lift his left leg, it is difficult to go to the sky. But she didn't dare not lift it. As soon as he slowly and hard lifted his left foot off the ground, he was grabbed by Yuchen and stuffed into the ring, and there was another heart-rending pain, and Qiu Tang no longer had the strength to cry.

"In the same way, a stick of incense, when it is burned out, sing the Hall of Eternal Life." Yuchen only dropped a sentence and left.

"Yuchen, it's too cruel for you to do this." Boss Gu rubbed the walnuts and came to the pond and said to Yuchen, who was hiding behind the rockery.

"Master." Yuchen turned around and gave a deep salute to Boss Gu, saying, "You once told me that our children from poor families can't endure the hardships of learning art, so we have to endure the hardships of life." Although Qiu Tang is young, there is a hint of stubbornness in her eyes, besides, Master, you know that she is not a thing in the pool. ”

"That's fine." Boss Gu sighed, "Since she is related to you and me, and you are her master, let's do what you want in your heart." ”

"Long live, Xie Jinchai box is given to Feng Junhuan, but I am afraid that the cold posture will not be able to eliminate the rain and dew of the heavenly family......" On the other side of the pond, the voice of Qiu Tang trembling slightly floated.

"Yes, it's kind of good. Alright, let's go. Untie it down and take her to have some tea and rest. Boss Gu stood for a while, listened to a few words, explained a few words, and walked away with the walnuts.

"Congratulations to Master." Yuchen gave a deep salute behind Boss Gu.

"Really?" Mu Jianyu sat in front of Zhang Wan's couch, kneeling in front of the two old lady doctors Du Mi, Mu Jianyu looked excited.

"Although Niangniang's pulse is a little weak, it is true, and she has bred a dragon species." The old lady Du Mi congratulated Mu Jianyu and said.

"Good, good, good!" Mu Jianyu said three good things in a row, and his excitement was indescribable, "I want to be promoted for you!" I want to reward you! You say, what do you want! ”

"Saint, the concubine and the sisters in the palace have just been promoted together, and now they are promoted again, and the concubines are afraid of discord in the harem." Zhang Wan said shyly.

"You are my woman, I want to seal you, who dares to say anything! What's more, you are pregnant with a child for me, you don't know how happy I am. Mu Jianyu faced this woman with a personality and temperament that was almost exactly the same as Concubine Yun, and put down all the monarchs and ministers, he thought that Zhang Wan was God who gave him another chance to make up for all his debts to Concubine Yun.

"The concubine doesn't want to be promoted, don't give a valuable reward, the concubine only needs the hand that the saint plays with all the year round, and gives our child a safe birth, so that he can feel his father by his side all the time." The former Concubine Yun was also like this, she didn't covet any glory and wealth, she didn't pursue status, as long as he was by his side.

"Take it!" Mu Jianyu's eyes were red, and he took off the agate bracelet on his wrist and handed it to Zhang Wan. At this moment, Mu Jianyu's heart was full of Concubine Yun's appearance. If Concubine Yun wanted his life at this time, he would give it to her.