When Hualuo opened her eyes, she was facing Xueqing, the most wooden maid in her family.

She thought she had seen it wrong, and rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and then opened it to find that it was really Xue Qing, and this was not a wilderness where people froze to death, but the most comfortable east wing of Huafu, the boudoir of her eldest lady.

She jerked up from the bed, only to notice that her head was buzzing.

The maid Xueqing stepped forward to support her in a panic: "Miss, you have a cold, and you fell asleep for three days and three nights before the high fever subsided, and the doctor said that you can't get up, you have to lie down and recuperate." ”

It turned out that she had a cold, no wonder her head was so uncomfortable when she got up.

Seeing this, Hualuo lay back in the quilt, remembering that Ye Qinghan also had a high fever at that time, and there was a leg injury, so she asked worriedly: "How is Ye Shizi?" ”

"Night Son?" Xue Qing looked puzzled, "The slave didn't see Ye Shizi. ”

Hua Luo chuckled in his heart: "He's dead?" ”

"Miss, don't talk nonsense, Ye Shizi is so dignified and other children of the family are in the post house, waiting to participate in the birthday banquet of His Majesty's fiftieth birthday!"

Hualuo's eyebrows twisted unhappily after hearing this, it turned out that he was fine, which made her worry in vain: "Then how did I come back?" ”

"Miss is the king of the virtuous back."

"King Xian, Zhu Yu?" Hua Luo asked in surprise, "Didn't he go back to the imperial capital with him?" ”

Xue Qing nodded vigorously: "His Royal Highness King Xian is driving back to the palace, but after he heard that Miss you fell into the trap, he went back to the hunting ground in the eastern suburbs regardless of it, it is said that King Xian's mother is very angry, and King Xian is still being punished." ”

I didn't expect Zhu Yu to be so righteous, good brother, you can't just catch him alone in the future.

No, why didn't her father save her when something so big happened?

What about her father and her mother?

She is so sick now, they should wipe two handfuls of tears in front of her bed, right?

Sure enough, love will disappear, Hua Luo pouted and leaned on the head of the bed and asked unhappily, "What about my father and my mother?" ”

Xue Qing's face was embarrassed: "The lord and the lady have gone to the yamen......"

Hualuo asked in disbelief: "Good and decent, why did you go to the Yamen?" ”

"I know that I have eaten a lawsuit, and I don't know the specific slave and maid."

Hualuo looked at Mu Ne's Xue Qing and said, "As soon as you ask, you don't know this or that, and someone else will answer!" ”

Xue Qing almost cried: "Miss Qiyu, the maids who married Madame have all gone to the yamen with Madame, and there is no one else in our yard except for slaves and maids......"

No way?

What kind of lawsuit did her mother personally go out and bring all the maids to marry?

From the moment her mother married into the Hua family, she replaced the maids and mothers-in-law in the house with her own, and the maids brought by her mother were all skilled, and she could monitor her father's every move while taking care of the home.

More than half of her martial arts and ability to adapt to changes are due to the maids in the house.

But what kind of lawsuit did her Hua family have in, and her mother actually wanted to bring all the maids of the Hua family?

On the hunting ground, her father clearly mentioned the emperor's three holy decrees, could it be because of her brother's resistance to the decree?

The more Hualuo thought about it, the more worried she became, and this wooden Xue Qing didn't know anything, so she lifted the quilt and was about to go outside.

Xue Qing stopped Hualuo in a panic: "Miss, the doctor said it...... You're going to be in bed......"

Hua Luo pushed Xue Qing away: "If our Hua family falls into the culpability of the Nine Clans, does it matter what the doctor says?!" ”

Hualuo went straight out of the house, pushed open the door and realized that the weather was really cold, and she couldn't help but shiver.

In the end, she asked Xue Qing, who rushed over, to wrap her in a fur coat.

Xue Qing wrapped her young lady in a fur coat and dissuaded: "The slave thinks that this lawsuit is not as terrible as you said, Miss, when the lord and the lady left, they said that they would come when they went, or Miss you wait?" ”

Can this sin of deceitfulness come just by going and going?

Her father and mother must have known that she was recovering from a serious illness, and she was afraid that she would be worried, but the more she was like this, the more bottomless she was in her heart, and Hualuo anxiously walked in the direction of the yamen, she didn't plan to explain such a thing to Xue Qing, Xue Qing's elm head couldn't explain it to her, and it would only increase her troubles.

……

Jing Chen trotted all the way to his master's room on the second floor of the post house.

After seeing the consultation, the imperial doctor was about to leave, Jing Chen politely stuffed a bag of broken silver, and then walked into the guest room.

The master of his house, dressed in a fine white robe, reclined on the soft collapse by the window, his loose black hair clinging to his cheeks, the curvature of his cheeks became more and more perfect, and the long eyelashes covered the indifferent and narrow eyes, but the handsome cheeks still revealed a little indifference.

Who would have thought that such a handsome and elegant young man would kill more than 30 black-clothed assassins with a broken sword three days ago outside the hunting grounds in the eastern suburbs, when he was seriously injured.

Ye Qinghan heard the movement and opened his night-like eyes: "Why are you back?" ”

"The subordinates thought that this sachet was still suitable for the master himself."

When Jing Chen, Xianwang and the others found his master, his master's plain robe had already stained the blood and water bright red, and his master already had a wound on his leg, and he had already lost his physical strength, and even lost his mind, but he still stood by the fire and did not let the assassin take a step forward.

The most incredible thing for Jing Chen is that after his master sobered up, the first thing he did was to ask him to help clean an empty sachet, and even asked him to buy dipterocarp incense that was no longer allowed to be burned in the palace.

"You know that my leg injury has not healed, how can I pay it back?"

Jing Chen stepped forward and stuffed the sachet into his master's hand: "When I went to deliver the sachet, I saw Miss Hua ignoring the maid's obstruction and coming to our post house to find you." ”

"Hugh is going to talk nonsense."

"The subordinates are not talking nonsense, Miss Hua Jia's early recovery from a serious illness braved the cold wind to rush to the post house, not for Xie risking death to save her son, what else can happen?" Jing Chen pointed out the window as he spoke, "Shizi, look, Miss Hua is almost outside the post house!" ”

"Really?" Ye Qinghan's face was still indifferent, but his slightly disordered breathing revealed his thoughts.

Jing Chen met his master's faint gaze, his master's face showed a light demeanor, and his body was very consciously and obviously leaned towards the window, Jing Chen snickered: "Naturally, master, you look ......"

Ye Qinghan turned his face, his pale brown eyes swept towards the flowers in front of the post house, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that he didn't even know about.

The flowers not far from the post station, did not wear the Hu clothes she often wears on weekdays, but put on a black coat, lined with her skin is better than snow, although it is not a country and a city, but she has a pair of smart eyes like a clear water, and there is another moving charm between a smile and a smile.

It's just that she didn't enter the post house, but walked straight over.

Ye Qinghan was still smiling, laughing like an angel, but that kind of laughter made Jing Chen's body start to chill.

Jing Chen shuddered for a moment, and ran downstairs as if flying: "It's obviously coming for our post house, go down and see what's wrong!" ”