When Huanhuan woke up, he saw that his hands were placed on his abdomen in a regular manner, the thin quilt covering his body was tucked without wrinkles, and the four corners of the quilt also had a rare specific shape.

Hwan Hwan lay on the bed, stretched back the arm that was placed outside, and naturally placed it on the pillow, pillowing it with his dizzy head. I thought to myself, this bed can be so neat, it must be my own drunken madness and messing around. After all, according to her temperament, it's strange to wake up and see the quilt on her body. In fact, about her poor physique and frequent cold, she has already found the root cause. But her mother didn't believe it, and she gave her life, blaming it on her fate.

Yes, anyway, any bad luck can be explained by the fate.

Huanhuan was about to close his eyes and continue to sleep when he heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside the house. Before I could hear the wooden door creaking, I heard a gentle voice whispering outside the door.

It seems that there is more than one person!

Huanhuan didn't feel sleepy, turned over and stood with his ears on the edge of his ears, and listened carefully.

"Yesterday, the prince came in the middle of the night, and I watched for a while, but I didn't see him come out."

Hearing this voice, Huanhuan knew that it was her good Ling'er.

"Alas. The prince went out of the room this morning, and he asked someone to bring this soup. ”

"What decoction?"

When I heard this, the sound was gone. Huanhuan heard it, one was Ling'er, who grew up with her and experienced disasters, and the other was Qinniang, the maid she gave to her when she entered the mansion a year ago. Qin Niang is over forty years old and has shown her old age, and her steps are always very light when she walks.

The door was opened.

Huanhuan listened to the unhurried footsteps, and knew who it was. Huanhuan didn't want to pay attention to Qinniang, so he turned over and pulled Bo to pretend to be asleep.

"Miss?" Qin Niang stretched out her hand to pull open the bed tent, took a piece, and looked down at Huanhuan, who had wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and the guess that Tong Ling'er had just outside the house had an answer in an instant. couldn't help but worry, "Miss, let's get up quickly, people have been sleeping for a long time, and their spirits will be soft." ”

In fact, Qin Niang treats Huanhuan very well, but Huanhuan just doesn't like her to be a person sent by Li Zerong. What's more, Li Zerong is now getting married. It was like a myriad of tiny needles, and as soon as she thought of it, those tiny needles would pierce her lungs so hard that she couldn't help but die. She herself didn't understand what kind of feelings this feeling came from, maybe it was her hatred for him, which made her not want to see Li Zerong, didn't want him to be good, and didn't want him to have a good person by his side......

"Miss." Qin Niang reached out and gently patted Huanhuan's back, and said softly, "The prince ordered someone to send something." ”

"What's that?"

"This, this ......" Qin Niang was a little embarrassed, and she didn't know how to explain it to her, so she had to say, "Miss turn around and take a look for yourself." ”

Huanhuan listened to Qin Niang's embarrassed and embarrassed tone, became curious, and said secretly in his heart: "Even if he Li Zerong gives me white silk and poisonous wine, he is not afraid." ”

turned around and saw Qin Niang sitting on the edge of her bed, lifting the bed curtain with one hand and hiding behind the curtain with the other, looking at her worriedly.

"What did Li Zerong give me?" Huanhuan glanced at her and asked angrily.

Qin Niang handed over a bowl of decoction.

"What is this?" Huanhuan felt that her alcohol had dissipated, and if the sour sobering soup came to feed her, she would lose her temper.

"The prince rested here last night, and ordered someone to bring this bowl of soup and medicine."

"Rest?"

Qin Niang nodded sadly, looking at Huanhuan worriedly, her eyes flashing with tears.

"How is that possible!"

How is it possible, I woke up in the morning and didn't feel anything except for my sleeping position, my bed was abnormal, and my head was a little dizzy. But what is a little suspicious is that she actually had a spring dream last night! The feeling in the dream was so real and exciting that she shuddered when she recalled the dream now.

How can it be? In the book, it is said that after doing that kind of thing, the woman's waist and abdomen will be sore and unbearable, and her whole body will feel as if she has been run over by a wheel. Could it be that Li Zerong can't do it?

Huanhuan had imagined countless possibilities in his mind, but every possibility that didn't happen lost credibility when he saw Qin Niang's worried face. The more I thought about it, the more panicked I became, trying to find the memory of last night in my mind, but it was always a fog of light, and I couldn't tell the truth.

She had been to the land of Goolan Tiles a lot, and she knew what would happen between men and women, but she didn't expect her first time to be so sudden, and she was gone without realizing it.

Huanhuan guessed the use of the bowl of decoction, looked at Qin Niang with a sad face, sat up vigorously, took the decoction, and drank it wildly. When the medicine entered the tip of her tongue, she felt the bitterness and smell of the medicine, but she still swallowed it in a big gulp. She only hoped that this bowl of soup medicine could take away everything about her and Li Zerong.

"Qin Niang will find some candied fruit for me, this medicine is so bitter, and my mouth is bitter." Huanhuan handed the bowl to Qin Niang and begged.

"Here, the prince got a lot of milk bumps from the mission in the Western Regions, and the mansion sent some over. Sweet and sour, the taste is excellent. Qin Niang turned around, with two milk bumps in her hands, looking at Huanhuan who was haggard on the bed.

"Oh? Have all the missions from the Western Regions returned? It's so fast. Huanhuan turned his head indifferently, his brows furrowed slightly, and when he heard the Western Regions Mission, his heart seemed to be pinched hard, and his heart was distressed, and he cried, "I just want to eat candied fruit, is there still any candied fruit that my brother brought me?" ”

How could Qin Niang understand the bitterness in Huanhuan's heart, and said in her mouth: "Lin Gongzi has already sent an envoy to the Western Regions, and the last time he sent candied fruit was a long, long time ago, and it was long gone." ”

Huanhuan shook his hand and motioned for Qin Niang to go out. Lying down, thinking of my brother, I couldn't help but cover the quilt and cry secretly. I cried for a long time, my eyes were tired, and I closed my eyes and fell asleep again.

She dreamed of something that had happened a long, long time ago.

At that time, the Lin Mansion was still very strong, and his father was highly regarded by the emperor, and he also allowed his brother to study with the princes and princes.

The relationship between Xiao Huanhuan and his brother is the best, the two are inseparable, Huanhuan was only twelve years old at that time, his body was not yet developed, and he was not afraid to wear men's clothes, so he pretended to be his brother's little scholar and followed him.

Hearing that the emperor has a total of six princes, Huanhuan looked at the front of the school There are only four people, all of them are extraordinary, except for the prince, the rest of the princes have to come to the school. At the front of the school is the prince, followed by the royal relatives and nobles, and the elder brother's position to listen to the school is arranged at the end, and if you don't stand up, you can't see the face of the gentleman at all.

The school allows the scholar to wait for his own son at the end, but few scholars are willing to stay here, Huanhuan has not yet heard the school, and is very curious, so he leans on his toes at the end to see the face of the old gentleman.

On the first day of listening, Huanhuan roughly understood what it was like to listen to the school, and when the gentleman talked about one place, he would suddenly close his fan and point at whomever he pointed to, and he would stand up and salute in reply. Fortunately, my brother sat at the end, and it was difficult for my husband's fan to point at him.

The school will not provide stools for scholars, I didn't expect it to be so boring to listen to learning, Huanhuan looked at his brother who had fallen asleep on the desk, very envious.

If only she had a table and bench to sleep on.

Huanhuan sat down against the wall, squinting and dozing, half-asleep and half-awake, she saw the old gentleman, standing in front of her, pointing a fan at the table next to her son.

"Zeei, you answer."

Huanhuan was glad that she didn't point at her brother, she suddenly remembered something, turned her head to look at her brother, and was still sleeping soundly.

The sound of the young man's answer soon stopped, and there was a cheer in the school, and everyone said that the young man answered well, and the old gentleman who had been with a straight face listened to his answer, and finally a smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Huanhuan had already stood up, and was about to quietly move to poke his sleeping brother, but was cut off by the old gentleman. The husband used a fan to knock the desk where his brother was lying on his stomach, and after knocking a few times, seeing that his brother still had no response, he coughed hard a few more times, but still did not wake up. There was already laughter in the school, and Huanhuan didn't dare to turn his head to look at his brother anymore, so he quietly moved away from his brother and approached the young man who had just answered.

"The scholar who is auditing is here,?" The gentleman had annoyance on his face, and this time he directly hit his brother's head with a fan bone, and the elder brother woke up from pain, and saw the old gentleman looking at him angrily, and then heard the gentleman say, "Let the scholar come out and be punished." ”

When her brother heard this, he turned his head to look at Huanhuan and looked at her as if he was begging for help.

It turns out that the role of the scholar is like this, no wonder few scholars are waiting at the end of the school. Huanhuan regretted it in his heart, he knew that he would not come to be a scholar.

The old gentleman turned to look at Huanhuan and asked, "Are you the scholar of this sleeping boy?" ”

This time Huanhuan can be regarded as seeing the old gentleman's face, only to feel creepy, extremely embarrassed, stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"Sir, this is my scholar."

Huanhuan looked for the sound and saw that the young man was dressed in white, with a temperament like an orchid, with a graceful demeanor, a pair of fox eyes, and the tails of the eyes were light, very charming. Standing up and looking at her.

Huanhuan has never seen such a handsome man, in the past, she felt that her brother was the most beautiful person in the world, and when she saw the people around her, she realized that her brother was ordinary, this person was like a fairy brother in the book.

Huanhuan stared at the man for a long time, so long that the old gentleman had already stopped shaking the fan and left, and her brother didn't know if she called her.

"Slave, what are you doing?" The elder brother called Huanhuan's milk name, and when he saw her staring at the person next to him, he couldn't help but call her. Huanhuan was delicate when she was a child, and she was about to get sick every once in a while, and her mother gave her a cheap name, hoping that she could raise her better. Everyone in the family called her slave.

Huanhuan only glanced at him, and the man never turned his head to look at him again. After looking at it for a long time, the man's hair, neck, and back are all so moving.

Hey, why are the tips of his ears red?

Huanhuan noticed that the man's ears were red, and he was overjoyed as if he had discovered a big secret. It's like staring at the person's back, and listening to the school is not boring.

Towards the end of the listening class, scholars came outside one after another to wait outside, Huanhuan breathed a sigh of relief, and only thought about going home quickly and letting Ling'er pinch her legs for her.

Huanhuan saw the old gentleman put down the fan and saluted the students, and when he saw the gentleman saluting, everyone stood up and saluted him back, shouting, "Mr. Xie." ”

The man also stood up, and Hwan Hwan noticed that his hands were also good-looking. The bones are distinct, the slender and white fingers, the fists are gently clenched, and the movements are smooth, but natural. In the past, Huanhuan hated etiquette the most, but his father served as a waiter in the Ministry of Etiquette, and his requirements for etiquette were very strict.

After everyone stood up, the gentleman took the fan and walked away leisurely in the thanks of everyone.

As soon as the old gentleman left, the school suddenly became noisy.

Huanhuan followed his brother out of the house, but he still couldn't help but look back and see Fang Cai. My brother has no heart and no lungs, how can he understand Huanhuan's thoughts, and he led her to the street vigorously, and said chicly: "Nu'er, let's go, brother, please go to Chunfeng Lou to listen to music and drink." ”

Withdrawn from dreams. When Hwan Hwan woke up, it was already dark and it was evening.

Ling'er stayed next to her, skillfully taking care of the grapes, and when she woke up, she immediately called Qinniang to bring food. distressed: "Miss, I haven't eaten for a long time, Qin Niang cooked fish porridge, but it is fragrant." ”

Huanhuan didn't feel hungry, but felt cold and her throat was itchy.

Ling'er saw that she ignored her, thinking that it was sad from last night's incident, and sighed: "Miss should eat some." ”

Huanhuan looked at the gloomy sky outside, panicked in his heart, and shouted in a trance: "Brother, take me to Chunfeng Lou to listen to music and drink bars." ”

Seeing her like this, Ling'er couldn't help but sob. Then she saw that the young lady had closed her eyes again, and had fallen asleep. Leaned over and touched it, her forehead was really hot and scary, and the young lady was having a fever.

After waking up, there is only pain, Ling'er understands Miss's suffering, and secretly thinks to herself, Miss is only happy in dreams.

ran out of the house, called Qin Niang, and found someone to treat the young lady.