Before the rooster crowed, the backyard of Zhao's mansion was brightly lit, and all the men and women of the family were crowded outside the door of Zhao's house. The men whispered, and the women hugged each other and cried quietly.

I knocked on the door, and Beru came to open it. Unexpectedly, as soon as the door opened, more than a dozen women who were kneeling by the door suddenly howled like crazy and began to cry, crying and threatening to squeeze into the room.

"Come on in!" Beru blocked the door with his body, and with great difficulty pulled me into the room. As soon as the door closed, the crying outside immediately died down again.

"Who are these people?" I knelt on the ground and felt around before I found the hairpin that had been squeezed out.

"They are all noble concubines who have children in the house, my aunt went early, and no one was in charge of it, so it was rude. Come and see Father! "Bruw picked up the medicine box I had placed on the ground with one hand and helped me up with the other.

Zhao Ying was lying on his back on the pillow with his hair scattered at the moment, his eyes were closed, he was only wearing a thin fine linen bedgown, and there was a small wound on his right foot, which had been treated and medicated.

"The witch doctor has come to see it?" I asked.

"Well, before you came, the Witch Doctor Bridge had already seen it, and there was only this wound on your body."

"The breath pulse seems to be quite stable, and there are indeed no other injuries on the body. Prime Minister shouldn't be a big deal, you tell everyone outside to go back first! "I finished checking for Zhao Ying and covered the thin quilt for him again.

Beru was not at ease, but still knelt beside the bed and held Zhao Ying's hand tightly: "Are you sure?" Then why hasn't my father woken up yet? ”

"Dizziness is an old problem. In the early years, when Bian Que was in Jin, he gave Qing Xiang a look at this disease, and he didn't give him any medicine, so he naturally got better after sleeping for three days. It should be the same this time. ”

"What do you mean—Father Qing was invited by the Emperor of Heaven to visit the Juntian God Realm this time?" Beru looked up in confusion.

"You can wait for Qing Xiang to wake up and ask him yourself." Zhao Ying's dizziness was a chronic disease, when he was ill, he did not wake up for several days, so that the Jin people thought he was going to die. But later, he recovered without medicine, and when he woke up, he said that he was invited by the Emperor of Heaven to visit the Divine Realm. A fantastic and magnificent depiction made his "Juntian Dream" (1) a legend in the mouth of the Jin Dynasty. But I don't believe in legends, I think that the so-called "Juntian Dream" is probably just a good thing that Zhao Ying made up to coax people who "cared" about his condition. Tonight, he fell ill again, whether it was a false alarm, or a sign of a chronic illness turning into a serious disease, I have no way of knowing. I only know that if he doesn't wake up two days after tomorrow, the court of the Jin Kingdom will be turned upside down. But I can't tell Beru about my worries, because his face at the moment is not much better than Zhao Ying, who fainted on the bed. "Don't worry too much, dizziness is not a fatal problem, as long as you have enough energy, the disease will naturally be cured. The most important thing now is to let everyone outside go back first, and then continue to cry like this, not to mention that the prime minister is resting, in case people misunderstand, the palace will send someone tomorrow. That person in the Zhifu is just waiting for this day! ”

"You're right, I'm going to tell them all to go back." Beru stood up on the bed and said to me, "I knew that as long as you and Hongyun'er came, I would be able to feel at ease." Thank you! ”

"Thank you, even if Wuxian is not my husband, you are also my brother, and you and I will never need to say the word 'thanks'."

"Hmm." Beru squeezed my arm heavily, looked back at Zhao Ying, who was sleeping on the bed, and walked towards the door.

As soon as the door opened, the cries of the women outside the door suddenly rose again.

Beru persuaded him bitterly, but the people outside refused to leave. The women, young and old, were holding the door one by one, crying when they should cry and shouting, for fear that the unconscious people in the house would not know their "affection".

"Brother, don't persuade me, since the concubines can't let go of their father like this, let them all stay!" A faint voice rang out from the darkness.

"Hongyun'er, you're back!" Bo Lu immediately took the torch in the hand of his entourage and greeted him, he saw the shirtless face clearly and hurriedly said, "Zi Di said that Father's illness is fine, just wake up." The noble concubines kneeling here will disturb the rest of the father, and they will also tell the people outside to speculate more unnecessarily. ”

"Brother, the rarest thing in this world is true love. You and I should be considerate of the concubines' refusal to leave. After a hundred years of his father's death, Wuxian will definitely guarantee that those who are reluctant to leave tonight will have the opportunity to accompany his father for a long time. Guifei Pei, what do you think is good? Shirtless bent down to look at a young woman who was crying very sadly. The woman stopped crying and looked up at him in a daze, and Wuxian smiled at her, she suddenly turned white with fright, wailed, and fainted directly.

"Get it down." Wuxian straightened up and waved his hand, and immediately someone lifted the fainting woman down.

Seeing this, more than a dozen other women in the courtyard got up and retreated, and the courtyard, which had been crying incessantly, suddenly fell silent.

"How's my father?" Shirtless stepped through the door and asked me softly.

I closed the door and repeated to him what I had just said to Berru. After hearing this, Wuxian nodded, and said to Beru with a sideways face: "Brother, go back and rest first, here are me and Ah Shi." If my father wakes up, I will send someone to tell you immediately. ”

"Don't drive me away, I won't be able to sleep when I go back, so just lie down here." Bolu dragged out a pu mat and spread it next to Zhao Ying's bed, and lay down in his clothes.

"Is Father Qing really okay?" Seeing Berlu sleeping, Wuxian quietly pulled me out.

"It's either okay, or it's something I can't do anything about. Regardless of whether Qing Xiang is awake or not, when the sky is a little brighter, I will go to the pharmacy to prepare medicine. ”

"Okay, I've worked hard for you tonight."

"It's not hard. Let us go in quickly, lest we worry Berus. I turned around and went to the room, but Wuxian grabbed me: "Wait, this is yours?" He looked down and took something black from his bosom and handed it to me.

At this time, the moon was about to set, and the fire in the courtyard had been extinguished, so I took the thing and touched it twice to know that it was the ratskin jacket that I had worn since I was a child.

"This is my jacket, why are you here?"

"Just fell out under the mattress. Where did you get this? ”

"My aunt made it for me, and I've worn it since I was a child, if it hadn't been for it, I would have frozen to death." I shook off the water rat jacket and folded it neatly.

Wuxian suddenly reached out and lifted my chin: "Ah Shi......"

"What's wrong?" I looked back at him puzzled.

He smiled, as if he had the whole world in an instant. He lowered his head and kissed my eyes lightly, and said emotionally: "Ah Shi, I am the first person in this world to see you, earlier than all others. I wasn't late, I came early. You are mine, God has given me, no matter what happens in this life, I will never let go of you. ”

"After so many years, how can you still say such things." I sighed softly and brushed his hand away, "I'm not yours, I'm going in." ”

"Then you say I'm yours!" Wuxian dragged my hand and pulled me into his arms again, "You're not mine, I'm yours, you pack me up well, don't lose it again, okay?" ”

Shirtless hugged me like a child and wanted me to keep him in my heart forever. Actually, he has been in my heart for a long time. It's just that his world is getting bigger and bigger, and he has more and more things, and my little heart is about to be overwhelmed. The fullness and pain, the tearing pain, was the price I reluctantly wanted to have him. I'm afraid that one day, this heart will be broken.

Before dawn the next day, Wuxian and Bolu were still sleeping soundly next to Zhao Ying's couch. I quietly searched for the bamboo basket and stepped on the undispersed mist to go to the medicine room of the Zhao Mansion. Since the medical dust arrived in Xinjiang, the medicinal materials in the Zhaofu pharmacy have become everything from the sky to the earth, from the water to the earth. Zhao Ying's dizziness must be cured and raised. So, in one go, I took willow branch powder, banxia, hyph grass, white peony, chrysanthemum, bitter wolfberry, blood ginseng root, red fruit, ground keel, turtle plate gum and a few other bottles of pills prepared by Yichen earlier.

By the time I put out the candle and walked out of the medicine room, the east was already white, and the servants in the house had already begun to sprinkle water and clean it. I went to the garden to pick some fresh herbs, and then went to the kitchen to get a small stove and porcelain jar, and then returned to Zhao Ying's residence.

Wuxian was no longer there at this time, and Beru said that he had something to go to the palace to ask Shi Mo for clarification. When I asked what it was, Beru took out my ratskin jacket, which I had hidden under the mattress, and asked me where I got it. I told the truth, and he choked up and held my hand, and asked me to be good to Wuxian all my life, not to leave him again, not to hurt him again.

I nodded in response, but what flashed in my mind was the collapsed Handan City in my dream and Zhao Ji with a bloodstained face under the city.

I asked Bolu and the witch doctor to take care of Zhao Ying, and I carried the bamboo basket to the hospital to wash the medicine. When the same medicinal herb was taken out, there was an extra small bag of coarse linen and blue cloth in the bamboo basket for no reason.

What is it?

I took out the pouch and untied the tether. When I saw this, I was stunned - roll my ears?!

The young seedlings are edible, but the thorny fruits are poisonous. If a person with blood deficiency takes it by mistake, he will not breathe well at the lightest, and he will die of exhaustion at the worst.

There are no curly ears in the medicine room of the Zhao Mansion at all, who put this package of curly ears into my bamboo basket?

I pinched the spiky fruit in my hand, and the unfamiliar faces and snooping eyes kept flashing in front of my eyes. Is it the gatekeeper of the pharmacy? Is it a servant who weeds in the garden? Is it a chef who chooses vegetables in the kitchen? Or is it the group of little maids in front of me who are carrying rattan baskets to pick up stones in the courtyard?

used poison as medicine to assassinate Zhao Ying. This package is clearly a hint and order given to me, and this person is not my "good father" Zhao Ji, I really can't think of a second person.

"Zidian, Father Qing is awake!" Beru shouted at the door.

I was shocked, and hurriedly put a bag of cang'er in my sleeve: "It's here." ”