Xiao Yi fanned and watched her sleeping face.

The phoenix's eyes were dark and deep, and he said seriously: "Yes." ”

"When do you want most?"

"When you are lonely, you think, and when you are busy, you think more."

Nan Baoyi laughed when he ate and laughed.

She stretched out her thin white calves and wrapped them around Xiao Yi's waist.

She rubbed his arm with her little face and muttered coquettishly, "Husband is a liar...... When it's lively, it's too late to rejoice, how can you think of me? ”

Xiao Yi was silent.

From Shengjing to Chang'an, over thousands of rivers, the itinerary is lively.

But Nan Jiaojiao was not around, no one accompanied him to visit the night market lanterns, no one to accompany him to watch the sunset, and no one to accompany him to drink and talk.

The excitement is someone else's, and he is always alone.

How not to want her?

He was silent, didn't explain much, just leaned down and kissed her on the eyebrow.

After Nan Baoyi fell asleep, Xiao Yi put down the pu fan and took the military book to read.

In the middle of the night, the little girl next to her was too hot and kicked off the thin blanket.

When he looked at her, her face was flushed and sweaty, and her delicate little eyebrows were furrowed deeply.

Reached out and touched her forehead, it was very hot.

It looks like I have a fever.

Xiao Yi closed the book of soldiers and called, "Nan Jiaojiao? ”

The little girl muttered uncomfortably, but there was no response.

Xiao Yi immediately stayed and came outside the house: "Ten words! ”

Shi Yan was reading on the roof, and when he heard a golden hook hanging upside down: "What does the master command?" ”

"Please come over Jiang Suihan."

"Yes!"

In the middle of the night, Jiang Suihan was caught in the alley of reading books, and he was angry in his heart.

Seeing that the person to be seen was Nan Xiaowu, and seeing the injury on her cheek, she couldn't help but be even more angry: "Brother Xiao, what's the matter with you, how could Nan Xiaowu—"

"It's important to look at the injury."

Xiao Yi interrupted him.

Jiang Suihan had to take the pulse seriously.

After a moment, he said solemnly: "It's like typhoid fever." Now that autumn is approaching, the seasons are changing, and many people in Chang'an City are suffering from typhoid fever. Even Mrs. Nan San contracted this disease...... It's just that there are too many people who are sick...... It shouldn't be this way. ”

Xiao Yi said: "Make a prescription." ”

"You don't have to prescribe it. Zhang Zhongjing said in "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases" that Wushisan can cure typhoid fever. Now that they are sold on the market, the elder brother of the Xiao family sent someone to buy some back. ”

Xiao Yi responded and told Shiyan to buy medicine.

……

Xiao Yiyi didn't untie his belt and took care of Nan Baoyi for two days.

Nanbao had a good foundation, and when he woke up in the morning of the third day, the fever had almost subsided.

She looked around and was being held in her husband's arms.

She tilted her head and touched the blue and black beneath his eyes.

Although she is sick, she also knows how her husband takes care of her.

My husband really loves her so much!

Xiao Yi woke up and saw that her eyes were shining, he reached out and touched her face, and said, "Compared to yesterday, it's much better." There is millet porridge warm on the kitchen stove, Jiaojiao gets up and freshens up, and I will serve you porridge. ”

Nan Baoyi sat up and watched him get dressed.

She said gently: "Husband, I have recovered from my illness, you don't have to take care of me anymore." You go to work in the wine shop, you haven't been there for two days, I have delayed your future. ”

Xiao Yi buckled his belt, and when he heard the words, his face was delicate.

What kind of future is it to be a running guy in a wine shop?

Nan Baoyi stayed and tidied up his clothes: "My husband has worked so hard to take care of me for the past two days, I can't repay it, so I decided to cook a delicious lunch for my husband and send it to the wine store in person." Or, from now on, I will go to the liquor store every day to deliver food to my husband. Husband, are you moved? ”

Xiao Yi was silent.

Nan Jiaojiao delivers meals every day, that is to say, he has to play the role of the second child in the running hall every day?

He was so touched......

"The husband is still handsome and graceful today, not at all like a guy who runs the hall, and the concubine is dressed up for you."

Nan Baoyi tidied up his placket, found a brown coarse cloth round hat out of nowhere, stood on tiptoe, and put it on Xiao Yi's head seriously.

Xiao Yi: "......"

It took him a lot of restraint to resist the urge to take off his hat and throw it away.

This hat is really ugly.

Nan Baoyi tilted his head very seriously and looked at it: "I always feel that there is something missing." ”

She brought a towel from the kitchen and put it on Xiao Yi's shoulder.

Xiao Yi's forehead jumped with bruises, and he said euphemistically: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome." ”

"No trouble."

Nan Baoyi was as gentle as water, and took out a large black-bottomed linen apron and tied it around his waist: "It is also the duty of a concubine to tidy up her husband's clothes." ”

Xiao Yi: "......"

Where did this come from?

He missed that pampered little lady so much.

Nan Baoyi looked at Xiao Yi for a moment, and nodded solemnly: "In this way, it can be regarded as a young man." Husband, go to the wine shop, don't go again, beware that the owner doesn't want you. ”

Xiao Yi glanced at the bronze mirror.

With this dignity, there is no way to go out at all.

However, Nan Baoyi had already grabbed his hand and dragged him out.

Nan Baoyi sent him out of the small mansion and waved his little hand gently: "The husband works hard, and the concubine will go to bring you food at noon." ”

The door of the small mansion was slammed shut in front of Xiao Yi.

In the corner, there was a snicker.

Xiao Yi's face was expressionless: "Ten hardships this year's monthly salary, all of them are deducted." ”

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Xiao Yi stepped out of the book reading alley and threw the apron, towel and other things to Shiku: "Go to the wine shop, find a few more henchmen, and play the role of the second child in the running hall." ”

You have to find a way to deal with Nan Jiaojiao's check, don't you?

Ten bitter grievances said yes.

Xiao Yi was about to return to King Yong's Mansion, and Ten Words came on horseback.

His face was solemn: "Master, someone from the palace has come, it is a female official in the palace, and the queen has summoned you to enter the palace immediately." ”

……

Kunning Palace.

Xiao Yi walked through the flower path, and under the guidance of the female officer, he came to an elegant hugging building.

There is a plaque hanging on the hugging building, and the iron painting silver hook is carved, and the three gold-inlaid characters of "meeting room" are carved.

Xiao Yi chuckled.

The emperor has an imperial study, but he, the queen mother, has set up a meeting room in Kunning Palace.

The ambition is clear, and everyone knows it.

Step into the hug.

The Ming and Huang books are crossed.

The woman in the dark purple palace skirt had a beautiful and dazzling appearance, and sat lazily on the futon.

On both sides sat the officials of the Eight Great Families, all dressed in regular clothes, some holding tails in their hands, and some holding white jade Ruyi in their arms, each talking and laughing, and when they saw him step in, they all stopped the topic and looked at him carefully.

Xiao Yi saluted casually: "Greetings to the queen mother." ”

Shen Jiang was indifferent: "Ah Yan knows that now in Chang'an City, there are many typhoid patients?" ”

Xiao Yi bowed his head: "I know a little bit about it." ”

Shen Jiang played with the Zhu pen: "Wu Situ, you come." ”

Da Situ Wu Zhen stood up.

He said: "His Royal Highness King Yong doesn't know that although Weichen worships Da Situ, he is also a famous person in Chang'an City. ”

A person who looks at qi is a person who divides good fortune and evil fortune according to the changes in cloud qi.

Many people in power revere the hopeful, and there are even kings who move the capital for a divination of the hopeful.

Wu Jin talked eloquently: "Weichen has been watching the clouds for the past two days, and found that the dead qi in the northwest direction has converged and gradually come to the southeast, which is contrary to the original vitality in Chang'an City. Therefore, typhoid fever is rampant and the people are miserable. ”

"Speak human words."

Xiao Yi was cold.