Early the next morning, Ding led the imperial physician to knock on Shi Qingluo's door.

He Yi opened the door and curtsied, "I've seen Madame." ”

"Is Qingluo awake?" Ding's smile was as gentle as ever, as if nothing happened last night, Heyi's body was a little cold, and he subconsciously lowered his head and said, "Miss just woke up, and the slave is about to go down to get some breakfast for Miss." ”

"Then go quickly, let Mama Lan go with you, lest you be overwhelmed by yourself. Ding walked into the room, motioned for Mama Lan to lead Heyi down, and walked into the room alone with the imperial doctor.

Shi Qingluo leaned against the head of the bed in his obscene clothes, staring at the brocade quilt intently, until Ding walked in, and then raised his head to look over. A light smile rose into the emaciated little face, and he said softly, "Mother is here." ”

"I brought the Imperial Doctor to show you. Ding took the opportunity to sit down on the round stool next to the table, and motioned for the imperial doctor to come forward to check Shi Qingluo's pulse.

Shi Qingluo obediently stretched out his hand, and let the imperial doctor lay a silk handkerchief to diagnose the pulse, and after a while, the imperial doctor withdrew his hand and replied: "Madam, the fourth lady's body is not in serious trouble, but she has suffered from some wind and cold, and the fourth lady's body is weak, so it looks very serious, as long as the old minister prescribes a few patches of medicine for the fourth lady to recuperate." ”

Shi Qingluo slowly withdrew his hand and lifted the brocade quilt up his waist.

In order not to make Ding suspicious, she deliberately blew a cold wind at the window all night.

Ding nodded, "Then it's too much trouble." Ding took out some silver taels and handed them over.

The imperial doctor took the medicine box and went down to decoct the medicine, Ding stepped forward to tuck the corners of the quilt for Shi Qingluo, and stroked the broken hair on her forehead, and said: "You have not been in good health since you were a child, and I was confused at the time, and I was coaxed by Aunt Xu, which really hurt you." ”

Shi Qingluo lowered his head, "Mother treats Qingluo generously enough, Qingluo doesn't feel bitter." ”

"Really?" Ding's expression flickered, and he chuckled and said: "You still complain about me in your heart, after all, those poems and paintings that made Chu Chu famous in the capital are actually from your hands, and the reputation of the first talented woman in the Yin Kingdom should be yours." ”

Ding pretended to sigh, "How can you not blame me, isn't the imitation painting embroidery you gave to Princess You" just to blame me." ”

Shi Qingluo sneered in his heart, but his face was panicked, and he stepped forward to hold Ding's hands and said: "Madam misunderstood, the reason why Qingluo embroidered that painting was because of his uncle and because Zhang Yinglian had never given Qingluo the silver he had prepared for gifts. ”

Ding Shi was scratched by her fingernails, the expression on his face was a little tense, and he withdrew his hand to reassure, "I didn't mean to blame you, in fact, you should blame me." You were sent out of Shangshu Mansion, and your mother didn't feel good about it, there were so many concubines in the house, and your mother loved you the most. But you have made such a big mistake, and your mother can't intercede with your father. ”

Shi Qingluo's eyes were red, Ding narrowed his eyes, and said, "This opportunity to return home is a godsend, you don't want to make your father angry again." ”

Shi Qingluo opened his mouth, didn't say anything, silently lowered his head, grabbed the brocade quilt, and responded: "Yes, Qingluo understands." ”

Her voice was hoarse and choked, and a few tears were dropping on the quilt. Ding raised his eyebrows, the doubts in his heart disappeared, and he patted the back of her hand with satisfaction, "It's good if you understand, mother go down and see, how is your medicine decoction, you can rest first." ”

Ding turned and pushed the door open.

The room gradually quieted down, Shi Qingluo slowly raised his head, and gently wiped the tears from his face.

His fingertips tapped his lower lip, and the look in his eyes was cold and contemptuous.

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Shi Qingluo's wind chill was not severe. The conditions of the post house are naturally not as good as Shangshu Mansion, Ding lived for three days and could not live anymore, and learned that Shi Qingluo's wind and cold were very good, and early on the morning of the fourth day, the two took the carriage back to the house.

Two days later, the carriage successfully entered the capital.

The carriage crossed two streets, and Shi Qingluo lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked almost all the way.

The gap between the Yin Kingdom and the Yuan Kingdom is not large, and the downtown is still a prosperous scene. Shi Qingluo poked his head out and looked into the distance, not far away was the outer wall of the imperial palace, with vermilion tiles and reliefs, and the Praetorian Guards going back and forth on the city wall, solemn and majestic.

Shi Qingluo lowered his eyes and silently let go of the curtain.

After a few moments, the carriage stopped.

He Yi got up and picked Shi Qingluo up.

The coachman lowered the stool in the carriage.

Shangshu Mansion is only three or four streets away from the Imperial Palace, and from the front of Shangshu Mansion, you can still see the roof of the Imperial Palace.

Ding also got out of the carriage and walked to Shi Qingluo's side, and when he saw her standing still, he said, "Why don't you go in?" The old lady heard that you are coming back, and now I am afraid that I am waiting for you in the main hall, so go quickly. ”

Shi Qingluo nodded and followed her into the Shangshu Mansion.

After walking through a corridor of hand-copying rings, you will arrive at the main hall.

The door of the main hall was open, and an old man with a ruby brocade pattern on the main throne was twisting the Buddhist beads in his hand with his eyes closed.

Mama Gui saw Ding coming from a distance, stopped fanning in her hand, and said in a low voice, "Old lady, Madame and Fourth Miss are back." ”

The movements in the old lady's hand stopped, and when she opened her eyes, Ding just walked into the main hall and bowed, "Say hello to the old lady." ”

Shi Qingluo stood outside the threshold of the main hall, knelt down with low eyebrows, and said softly: "Unfilial granddaughter Shi Qingluo, please say hello to your grandmother." ”

The old lady frowned, she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, and she raised her voice: "What are you doing kneeling outside, your body is not yet well, and you want to lie down on the bed?"

Shi Qingluo straightened up obediently, pushed away the hand that was about to hold her, stood up on the ground by himself, and walked into the room.

When the old lady saw that she was still kneeling, she pushed Mama Gui over as if she was afraid of her, and said again and again: "Hurry up." Hurry up and help her, I'm afraid of her too. ”

"The granddaughter did something wrong, which made the grandmother's father unhappy, and the granddaughter was at fault and did not dare not kneel. Shi Qingluo said.

The old lady's expression froze, and she waved her hand and sighed: "That's it, it's over, it's over, don't mention the past." ”

"That's what the old lady said. Ding smiled and agreed, and said angrily: "Why are you so brainless, hurry up, come and sit down." ”

Shi Qingluo sat down silently following Ding's words, took the hot tea handed by the maid, lifted the lid and took a sip.

The old lady withdrew her gaze, and secretly thought that something was not quite right, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Just as she was pondering, Mama Gui beside her called her in surprise: "Old lady, old lady, look, the third lady is back." ”

Shi Qingluo's hand holding the tea paused, and the tail of his eyes swept over.

Seeing a pair of embroidered shoes stepping in outside the door, the corners of the clothes were embroidered with cumbersome patterns, lotus steps, and the posture was graceful, Shi Jiaolan stood still in the hall with a smile.