Chapter Eighty-Three: Bad Mood

In the Fourth Elder Brother's Mansion, Gu Qinghuan has been sitting by the window for a long time.

It was dark and oppressive, and I couldn't see clearly by the moonlight. The air was a little dreary, and I didn't know if it was going to rain.

In a trance, a spring thunder flashed, and when it broke through the sky, Gu Qinghuan saw the trees in the distance. It swayed, as if some leaves had fallen.

Is Sixth Brother okay? If something happens to him, the fourth elder brother should be very sad, right?

Gu Qinghuan sighed, a little unable to sleep.

"Qinghuan?"

In the next room, Yaqi, who woke up after hearing thunder, was about to close the window, but happened to hear Gu Qinghuan's sighing voice in the room next to her.

"Huh?" Gu Qinghuan hurriedly agreed and asked, "What's wrong?" โ€

"Haven't you slept yet?" Yaqi rubbed her sleepy eyes and said slowly, "It's all this hour... What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood? Got something on your mind? โ€

"I can't sleep a little." Gu Qinghuan said: "Have you heard about the sixth elder brother?" The night before, the fourth elder brother entered the palace. Say yes... Sixth brother is not very good. I don't know if I can get through it. โ€

Yinzuo's matter, Yaqi naturally knows. But what can they do about these masters?

"I heard that the sixth elder brother is a very good child, and I want to come..."

Yaqi wanted to comfort Gu Qinghuan, but the words had just reached her lips, and before she could finish speaking, there was another thunderstorm in the sky, which directly shocked Yaqi so much that she didn't say the second half of the sentence, and she was stunned.

God is so sad, what will happen to the sixth elder brother?

Yaqi was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment and said, "I hope the sixth elder brother can be well." It's so late, you should rest quickly. โ€

"Okay." Gu Qinghuan nodded, and could only close the window and go back to rest first.

This night, naturally, I didn't sleep very well.

In the early morning of the next day, not long after Gu Qinghuan woke up, he had already seen the panicked little Shunzi.

Xiao Shunzi passed the news that the sixth elder brother had passed away, and instructed Gu Qinghuan and Yaqi to be careful when serving the fourth elder brother in the past few days.

The relationship between Yinzhen and Yinzuo is somewhat delicate.

But no matter what, Yin Zhen really loves this younger brother in his heart. Now that he is gone, of course Yinzhen is sad in his heart.

At the end of the spring of the twenty-ninth year of Kangxi, the sixth elder brother under the knee of Concubine De passed away. Kangxi Ye was grief-stricken and dropped out of the dynasty for three days. In the Qianqing Palace, hand-copied Buddhist scriptures to pray for Yinzuo's excessive blessings.

It is said that when Concubine De watched Yinzuo being carried away in the coffin, she fainted several times.

The emperor's brothers who died early cannot enter the mausoleum. To have a coffin for his funeral is already the grace that Concubine De asked for from Kangxi.

Gu Qinghuan only remembered that after the spring thunder at night, it was a heavy rain that lasted all night.

Yinzhen came back at dawn in the early morning.

He looked lonely, and Su Peisheng was behind him to give Yinzhen an umbrella. But I don't know if the rain is too heavy, and Yinzhen is almost wet.

Su Peisheng looked anxious, so he couldn't talk about it, but Yinzhen didn't listen to it.

Gu Qinghuan looked at Yinzhen who came over in the rain, and a trace of distress flashed in his eyes.

In the past few years, he has lost the empress dowager who loves him the most, the emperor's mother. And also... Respect your brother.

"Miss Qinghuan, go get some hot water!"

Su Peisheng looked at Gu Qinghuan under the verandah, and said busily: "Let the kitchen boil some thick ginger soup again, go to the cold!" โ€

"Okay." Gu Qinghuan hurriedly agreed, and after taking another look at Yinzhen, he went to work.

Yinzhen's eyes kept looking at the ground, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the kitchen of the Fourth Elder Brother's Mansion, there is hot water at all times. Yin Zhen is soaking wet, and she is bound to take a bath and change clothes. As for the ginger soup, Gu Qinghuan also boiled it himself.

When the ginger soup was boiled and brought to Yinzhen's house, Yinzhen was still bathing.

Through the screen, Gu Qinghuan could see the dense atmosphere inside.

Yinzhen leaned against the bathtub and didn't move. Su Peisheng was on the side, helping Yinzhen wipe his arms vigorously and activate his blood vessels, hoping to go to the cold.

"The ginger soup is ready."

Gu Qinghuan shouted outside, and put the ginger soup on the table outside the screen.

For a long time, there was no movement inside.

Just as Gu Qinghuan was about to leave, Yinzhen suddenly said, "Come in." โ€

Although Yinzhen is sad, he is also a reasonable person. Know when and what should be done. It's sad now, but it's still important.

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Gu Qinghuan never thought that Yinzhen would suddenly have such an order, and after taking a look at the ginger soup, he still took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to pick up the tray.

In such a scene, if it were a change to the usual, she would definitely be red-faced and red-eared, and her heart would beat faster.

But now...

But it's not the time to reverie.

Gu Qinghuan controlled his eyes, and after entering the house, he smelled a strong smell of medicine.

It turned out to be a medicated bath...

Gu Qinghuan's heart was relieved, and he no longer had to worry about whether he would see something he shouldn't see.

"Ginger soup." Yin Zhen stretched out a hand from the water and handed it to Gu Qinghuan.

Gu Qinghuan picked up the bowl and blew it lightly before handing it to Yinzhen's hand.

Yinzhen's hand bones are distinct, although there are some thin calluses honed by writing and practicing riding and archery, but they are still so good-looking.

There are also muscles in the arms, which are the kind that can protect people. And... And a nice collarbone.

Gu Qinghuan didn't dare to look any further, and lowered his head silently. Look again... It's incredible.

Soon, Yinzhen drank the ginger soup, then handed the empty bowl to Gu Qinghuan and said, "You go down first." Come back later for lunch. โ€

"Yes." Gu Qinghuan took the bowl and turned around and went out.

Yin Zhen's voice seemed to be a little tired. I don't know if I didn't sleep all night yesterday. He may be going to rest for a while after bathing.

Gu Qinghuan, who went out of the house, felt that his cheeks seemed to be a little hot.

Fortunately, the rain outside the verandah was still dripping heavily, but it was not enough to hear the sound of his pounding heartbeat so obviously.

Yinzhen in the bathtub did not rest after soaking in the medicinal bath for a while.

When he arrived at the desk, he laid out the paper and began to write the Buddhist scriptures silently.

These Buddhist scriptures that bless the dead, Yinzhen doesn't know how much he has copied in the past six months. Now unconsciously, it has been silently remembered in my heart.

If he could, he would rather not remember it himself.

Su Peisheng was helping Yinzhen polish the ink, and he had always been in a state of not daring to come out. Seeing his master like this, he could only feel distressed silently.

With all this in mind, he naturally wants to be better to his master.

PS: _(:ะท)โˆ )_, wow, I really feel sorry for Yinzhen!!