Biyun Temple.

Jing has been sick for a long time, and it's been a cold winter, but it's finally a little better than before.

The temple is clean, and even the most impetuous temperament can be worn away.

Compared with Shutong and Hehuan, Xiangluo is already a cultivator after all, and she can't take care of Jingluo for a long time, besides, before Jingwu was favored, they were always afraid of Jing's reason not to deliberately embarrass Xiangluo, but now that Jingwu has suffered a trough, these snobs can't wait to vent their anger at Xiangluo, as if they are comfortable in their hearts.

Such a situation Shu Tong knows, and Hehuan also knows.

Looking at the cold winter wax moon, ice and snow covered the river, Xiangluo was forced to wash clothes, Shutong hated it so much, but what could she do?

In addition, Xiangluo's knee was injured before, and it hurt every cloudy day, and Shutong forced things to wash her several times.

Later, the master was sick, and the energy of Shutong and Hehuan was all there, and they didn't pay attention to Xiangluo.

No, Shutong has been thinking about how to let the master finish this bowl of soup.

"Niangniang, let's drink some pear soup." Shu Tong brought a bowl of steaming pear soup and said to Jingwen.

Although a thick cotton curtain was hung on the door, the bone-chilling wind drilled straight into her heart, and Jing couldn't help but shudder.

"Mother, come, put on another dress." He Huan hurriedly pulled out thicker clothes and put them on for Jing Wu.

After this illness, Mo said that it was Jingwen, that is, Shutong and Hehuan, and they also lost weight.

"Is it still snowing outside?" Jing asked weakly.

Shu Tong said in a relaxed tone as much as possible: "Yes, it's still down." As the saying goes, Ruixue is a good year, and it is also a good intention. ”

Hehuan couldn't laugh, and I don't know when such a day will end.

"Have you two eaten?" Jing asked as she looked up.

Shu Tong smiled: "After eating, don't worry about it." What would you like to eat? ”

Jing's mouth was bitter, and she didn't want to eat anything, so she shook her head.

I drank this bowl of pear soup.

"I don't know what's going on in the palace? Miankai is not cold, is it frozen? How's the food? Do you still want me to be a mother......" Jing Wu looked at the white window, and her thoughts came up little by little.

In a daze during her illness, Jing remembered the time when Eniang was in the past, at that time, she was the happiest, although she was not rich, but her brothers and sisters were very close, even if they just saw Eniang's eyes, they would feel very comfortable.

There is also Miankai, the child has been cared for by many people since birth, and he always divides his energy to the emperor and the harem, and rarely goes to the elder brother to see him, and always feels that Miankai is sensible and smart, so she doesn't have to worry about it. But such a young child is only two or three years old, how sensible he can be, I am afraid that it is just to make Eniang happy and sad at a young age. As soon as she thought of Miankai, Jing's heart melted, and she wanted to see Miankai, just hoping to see Miankai.

But in this situation, she can't even take care of herself......

Shu Tong was sad, and stood outside the door with Hehuan and sighed.

"Dredging Tong, what do you say this should be? Niangniang finally got better, but you haven't heard of this teardrop, how can this body stand it. Hehuan said worriedly.

Shu Tongqi couldn't see it, "It's not that I miss the third elder brother, if only my mother could meet the third elder brother." ”

Hehuan also sighed, "Who said it wasn't, but where is it so easy." Besides, it's still cold on this day, and we don't feel at ease even if the third elder brother comes. ”

"That's right." The two talked with each other, and when it came to the meal, they didn't have the slightest intention of going to the dishes.

Hehuan couldn't help but take a sip, "These black-hearted and rotten things are very snobbish, when we are in power, we can't wait to offer all the fragrant Luo, but now it's good, even the food eaten by the mother is cold." ”

Shu Tong Xu knew this situation, and hurriedly took care of Hehuan, "Forget it, don't be angry." Hurry up and make a fire, let's heat up the food for the mother. ”

What can Hehuan do, at most, he is angry, and he can't let Niangniang find out about it.

It took a few days before it finally cleared up. 117

The snow has melted little by little, and the fresh air of nature is even more refreshing.

Jing didn't have the heart to enjoy these scenes, and stuffed herself in the house all day long, in a daze, stunned.

The dignified imperial concubine of the Qing Dynasty was reduced to this point in one fell swoop......

On this day, just after the hour, Shutong pushed open the door with a bright eye.

"What's so happy?" Jing looked at her and asked.

Shu Tong suppressed his excitement, and said to Jing with a relieved smile: "Niangniang, the slave is really excited, but you will be more excited than the slave~~"

Jing Wu is curious.

As Shutong leaned sideways, a man in a snow-forged cloak entered the house.

After taking off her hat, Jing Wu saw that it was Ying Concubine.

"Concubine Ying?" It's rare for someone to come, and Jing is really happy.

"Sister see sister." Concubine Ying saluted slightly, and then said with tears in her eyes.

Jing didn't care about those false courtesies, and reached out to hold Concubine Ying's hand.

"Why are you here?" Jing asked, choking up.

Concubine Ying held back the pity in her heart, wiped the corners of her eyes, and said, "Sister, I brought a distinguished guest to my sister." ”

"Guest?" Jing was even more puzzled, who else could come to this place.

I saw Ruochu come in later, and the tight little man who was still holding the bag in his arms.

It's Miankai!

"Oh my God~~" Jing Wu opened her eyes wide, not daring to blink, for fear that it would be a dream, her child, Miankai she was thinking about, Ruochu actually brought Miankai.

I saw Ruochu uncover the cloak layer by layer, only to reveal a little timid pink child.

The moment she saw Miankai, Jing's heartbeat stopped.

"Child~~" Jing Wu couldn't help but want to take two steps forward to hug Miankai, but the child seemed to be a little timid for a while, grabbed Ruochu's little hand and went further, a little frown, as if trying to make herself accept that this was Eniang's situation.

Jing Wu's heart hurt terribly, but tears flew down, and she still said with a smile: "Miankai is not afraid, Eniang doesn't touch you, don't be afraid, don't be afraid~~"

The child's reluctance to get close to E-Niang, and even the reluctance to let E-Niang touch it is really the saddest thing.

Ruochu hurriedly put Miankai down, gently and anxiously held his little hand and said to him: "Third elder brother, this is your Eniang, Eniang, remember?" ”

Miankai looked at Jing Wu timidly, not daring to move a step, her body was soft and sticking to Ruochu, and she refused all over.

Jing Wu is really like a thousand arrows piercing her heart, it's only been a few months, Miankai can forget her?

The sadness welled up in my heart, and the few people who watched it were crying like rain.

Jing Wu was still smiling, smiling with tears in her eyes, "E-niang sings to you, okay?" ”

When she was a child, Miankai always loved to snuggle her, and there were not so many things in the palace, so Jing often sang lullabies to Miankai.

"The moon is bright, the wind is quiet, and the shadows of the trees shade the windows.

Crickets, crickets, like the sound of the strings.

The sound of the piano is soft, the tone is beautiful, and the blue swings lightly......" Jing Wu sang softly, and Miankai's little eyes seemed to be shining.

He whispered tentatively and in surprise: "Eniang?"