"Vomit ......" Mianmian spit out some medicine, and the medicine juice was sprinkled on the ground. In order not to let the outside waiters find out, her voice was very soft.

After spitting out most of the medicine, Mianmian dismantled the blanket on the mattress, tore out some cotton, cleaned up the medicinal juice she spit out by the moonlight, and stuffed the cotton stained with the medicinal juice into a large vase in Qiwu Palace with her bare feet.

There are fake flowers in this vase, and the little attendants are lazy and often can't take care of them.

After doing all this, Mianmian lay back on the bed again.

In the fog, she had a dream.

It seems that a long, long time ago, she was just an ordinary rouge girl. It is the dream corridor of Jiangnan, and it is the April day of the world in Jiangnan.

At that time, she had to support a boat-like boat every day, shuttling on the water, knocking on the windows of the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, and then asked in a unique Wu Nong minor tune: "Girl, the rouge of Huijiang Ji, do you want a box of cutting?" ”

Sometimes with good luck, I can save some money by selling dozens of boxes a day; On rainy days, business is much bleaker than usual. However, the most important thing in Jiangnan is rainy days.

At that time, she was about twenty-eight years old, her eyebrows and eyes had not yet grown, and her whole body looked thin and shriveled, so she was quite envious of those who were white and beautiful, and had fat breasts. The woman of the buttocks.

She always knocked on their windows, and often when the women inside opened the windows, she could see the full scenery.

It was a rare sunny day, and she had a good harvest. After knocking on a Qinlou Chu Pavilion and selling a few boxes of rouge, she noticed the gaze behind her, and when she looked back, she saw a man wearing a moon-white shirt and smiling brightly.

In the past, she was used to seeing the pickled talents of the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, and she had never seen a better-looking man than him.

Afterward...... Afterward...... She knew he was the king...... He took her back to Fuchu. Later, she put on a bright red wedding robe, but she did not marry the person she loved.

He also said some cruel words, and it was those cruel words that pierced her heart all over her body. But what it was, she couldn't remember.

Once upon a time, she opened the big red Xipa and saw Song Yuxun. She seems to be in love with Song Yuchen, no, Song Yuxun.

He was gentle as jade, humble and courteous, and he always took care of her in every detail. But when he looked at her, it was always as if he was looking at another person through her.

That feeling is really happy and tormenting.

No! There must have been something else, but she couldn't remember it anyway. What Song Yuchen once said to her, Song Yuxun's secret, she couldn't remember.

Every time she thought about this, her head and heart hurt terribly.

"Squeak...... In the dark, someone pushed open the door of Qiwu Palace and walked towards her.

Mianmian heard the voice, woke up in a daze, and saw Song Yuxun sitting on the edge of his bed. Song Yuxun stretched out his hand and touched the pillow, and felt the wetness that was still warm.

"Xiao Xun, why are you here?" Mianmian looked at him with some surprise, and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

The palace people came in and lit the lights of Qiwu Palace, and there was a little light in the house.

"Mianmian, what's wrong." Seeing the tear stains on Mianmian's face, Song Yuxun took Mianmian into his arms: "But you have a nightmare?" ”

"Hmm." Mianmian said, and cried again in Song Yuxun's arms. I don't know how long it took, Mianmian fell asleep groggily again, and Song Yuxun carefully put her back on the bed and walked out of Qiwu Palace.

Now that Mianmian is pregnant, going to the study has become a place where he often stays.

Compassion Temple.

As soon as Song Yuchen's carriage returned to the Zhennan Palace, Song Yuchen returned to the study. Qin Ruoyun was pacing back and forth in the Compassion Courtyard, looking like she was thinking about something.

Today's events are very strange!

An Dinghou said before that the woman Song Yuchen likes is Qin Ruoyun's appearance, and she originally knew only so much.

But when she saw the queen today, she realized that the current queen also resembled her.

So is it possible that these two royal brothers once liked the same person?

The more Qin Ruoyun thought about it, the more curious she felt. If the current emperor likes her face like this, then why isn't she more ambitious?

Today, Song Yuxun is good to Mianmian, and she also sees it. He would personally feed her the medicine, and he would coax her like a child. These are all things that Song Yuchen will never do.

How can we know what is going on?

"Bang bang bang!" Just then, there was a knock on the door of the Compassion Temple.

"Come in." Qin Ruoyun said.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and it was Xiao Wu who entered. Now, with the consent of the housekeeper, she has moved to the Compassion Courtyard.

"The slave maid Xiaowu has seen Concubine Yun." Xiao Wubi bowed respectfully to Qin Ruoyun and said. Qin Ruoyun looked at Xiao Wu, and her thoughts were pulled back from the palace.

"Get up." Qin Ruoyun stepped forward and personally helped Xiao Wu up: "Everything has been moved over?" ”

"The housekeeper has arranged a new residence for the slave and maid near the Mercy Courtyard, and everything is in order."

"Hmm." Qin Ruoyun nodded: "In the future, you will be a member of the Compassion Academy, and you don't have to be as polite as today." ”

"Concubine Yun, then my mother's affairs ......" Xiao Wu was a little worried about her mother: "Yesterday, my mother's condition was not stable, how is it now?" ”

"There is someone in the east of the city to take care of your mother, don't worry." Qin Ruoyun thought for a while: "However, I also want to ask the imperial doctor earlier to see if your mother's illness is incurable." ”

"It's just that only if the prince agrees, can you get the prince's waist card to invite the imperial doctor, if you rashly ask the prince to ask the imperial doctor, I am afraid that the prince will be dissatisfied."

"So be it." Qin Ruoyun thought of Wen Yulou and had an idea.

Right now, she is in the palace, and there is only one person who can use Wen Yulou. Why don't you ask Wen Yulou in person to see if he knows some of the love and hatred between the emperor, the prince, and the woman with a little red cinnabar between her eyebrows?

"I'm pretending to be sick, how about you go and report to the prince and let the prince order someone to enter the palace to invite Imperial Doctor Wen for a trip?" Qin Ruoyun said.

"Huh?" Xiao Wu was a little shocked: "However, it's not good to deceive the prince." If the prince knows, he will definitely blame you for this. ”

"If you don't say it, if I don't say it, no one else will know." Qin Ruoyun said: "I promise you to do your best to cure your mother's illness, and I really want to ask him if he knows some home remedies for this disease." ”

Speaking of which, there are many complicated things about the palace and Mianmian, and it is very difficult to go through them one by one; Moreover, Xiao Wu has just arrived at the Compassion Courtyard now, and it is not good to know too much.

Qin Ruoyun thought, it is better to take advantage of Xiao Wu's mother's illness and let Xiao Wu find an excuse to ask the prince to ask the prince to ask the imperial doctor.

"Okay." Xiao Wu hesitated for a moment and agreed: "Concubine Yun's love, Xiao Wu accepted it."