His face, slightly red because of the fever, reduced his usual coldness a little, and instead added some childlike innocence. She had never noticed him like this, and thought that when he didn't speak, when he was asleep, it was still very attractive. On weekdays, I always have a fierce face, but now that I'm sick, I deserve it.

Thinking so, she burst out laughing.

But soon, she couldn't laugh anymore. Because she wanted to change the towel for him, she had to stay awake all the time, and in the middle of the night, she held her chin and kept knocking her head down, and once she really hit the edge of the wooden bed, she grinned in pain, but she was also a little sober, and continued to change the towel for Qi Yan. When she felt that his high fever had finally subsided, she fell asleep on her stomach with peace of mind.

When Qi Yan woke up, it was still dark. I just felt that there was a head pressing against the quilt next to me. He looked down and saw that Shen Qinghuan, who was asleep, seemed to be extremely tired, and he could hear her breathing heavily.

He felt a little tired, and thought about it, he never seemed to have slackened because of illness over the years, but he let down his guard with her. Before he fell asleep, he seemed to be listening to her talk about her father.

His heart moved slightly, he reached out and touched her head, and whispered, "Maybe I envy you too." ”

Shen Qinghuan let out an uncomfortable "um", moved his numb hand, frowned, but did not wake up.

When she woke up, it was already past noon, and she was startled, looking at the sun outside the window in a daze, and found that she was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt.

Well? Wasn't Qi Yan still sick in her bed yesterday? Why didn't you disappear as soon as you slipped through the smoke today?

It took her a while to react, Qi Yan had a good foundation after all, yesterday was just a simple fever, plus she took care of her closely yesterday, and her wonderful hands rejuvenated, hum, of course he had already gone to the early dynasty vigorously.

After Shen Qinghuan finished washing up, and was about to go out to enjoy the flowers, someone came to report that Guo Shangshu's daughter was already waiting at the gate of Chenghuan Palace, and she reacted that Qi Yan had explained this matter to her yesterday and asked her to deal with the matter of Guo Shangshu's daughter.

She unhurriedly changed her clothes before summoning Guo Caiyue, who was not particularly good-looking, but his eyes were very smart, and he looked like a completely different personality from Xu Wanwan.

It turned out that her conjecture was correct, Guo Caiyue's expression jumped, and she looked at the costumes around curiously and timidly.

Shen Qinghuan put on a queenly posture, but she looked a little bit, she coughed a few times, and asked, "How old are you this year?" ”

Guo Caiyue smiled and said, "Back to the queen, the concubine is eighteen." ”

Oh? Before she was given a title, she called herself a concubine? Shen Qinghuan was a little unhappy, but it was not easy to speak. In terms of age, she is still two years younger than Guo Caiyue, and it is really difficult to pose as a mother in the world.

"Do you have any younger siblings at home?" Shen Qinghuan thought to herself, don't blow the pillow wind to Qi Yan all day long, and ask those sisters to enter the palace too.

"Back to the queen, the concubine has two brothers and a younger sister in the family, and the younger sister is just a concubine."

Shen Qinghuan snorted coldly unconsciously, and Xu? It's not small, and it will be a good family affair in two years. At that time, the two sisters served Qi Yan in the palace, and they were as happy as immortals.

"Oh? But ordinary women get married at the age of sixteen or seventeen, how did you get eighteen..."Shen Qinghuan asked deliberately.

Guo Caiyue also seemed a little embarrassed, but she still smiled and said: "The concubine's father and mother love the concubine and hope to have a good husband, so she has not let her daughter marry until ... Meet a good son-in-law. She said shyly, looking down.

"Do you think the emperor will be your good husband?"

Guo Caiyue did not hide her emotions and said: "The emperor should be the husband that every woman looks forward to, and in Yue'er's eyes, he is naturally the best." ”

Well, that's great.

Shen Qinghuan's possessiveness and jealousy had already been slightly brewed.

Shen Qinghuan waved his hand and said, "I'll make you a nobleman, don't you have any opinion?" ”

Guo Caiyue was stunned. She thought that with her identity, no one dared to say that she would enter the palace to be a Zhaoyi, but the queen took it for granted that she would be crowned a nobleman, and asked her rhetorically in advance and blocked her mouth.

But she Guo Caiyue is not the master who is bullied, she said: "The concubine doesn't dare to have an opinion, but I don't know if the concubine's father and mother will..."

Very good, the corners of Shen Qinghuan's mouth were already a little unbearable.

Compare with her dad and mother? Is she Guo Caiyue afraid that she will live too long?