Sickness comes like a mountain.

For two days, Du Rongzhi had a messy life.

She had a lot of dreams, all about the past.

Sometimes I dreamed that in this room, Song Ziche suddenly broke in, he was drunk and said a lot of rebellious things to her, and pulled her to take her away, he held it so tightly, no matter how she broke free, she couldn't break free...... Everyone was shocked, the master and the servant stood on the ground, and everyone looked at her like that, and their eyes almost turned her to ......

He's coming...... He's back! She was so scared that she wanted to hide, she wanted to explain, but he didn't let her, and when the slap came over, she was blindfolded, and she even forgot to cry...... But he pressed her against the cupboard—once, twice, three times...... She heard something shattered, what was it? She thought numbly. Oh...... Yes. It was her heart, the heart that had loved him so passionately...... It was also smashed together. But what does it matter? He's never been uncommon anyway...... He was finally there, his teeth clenching heavily on her shoulder......

Sometimes she went back to that secluded courtyard, and although she had nothing, she still had the child in her belly, and she would talk to him every day, and sometimes she could even touch his little hands and feet, and she knew that he was comforting her, telling her that she was not nothing, that she still had him......

But Fu Jingrou came...... Her stomach hurt more and more, and her limbs hurt more and more—it was like being put on a charcoal fire, and every struggle was torment. She cried and begged, but there was no one to save her, her father and mother were gone, and he hated her, so disgusted that he didn't even want her children......

"Hasn't the young lady woken up yet?" Shiso came in lightly with a tray, and the medicine bowl on the tray was still steaming.

Qinghe shook his head helplessly, took the bowl off the tray, and gently stirred it in his hand.

Zi Su moved a pestle and sat down next to her, looked at the person on the bed, and said softly, "Young lady, she ...... Still feel aggrieved, right? ”

Qinghe was silent.

How can you not be wronged?

The person I liked so much in the past...... Even if he said that he wanted to take a concubine for him, he really didn't get angry and complain in front of anyone, how could he not feel wronged in his heart?

She sometimes prefers that the young lady still looks like she was arrogant from her predecessor.

Then she might not feel so uncomfortable in her heart......

For a moment, all I could hear in the room was the sound of the spoon stirring the decoction and the occasional porcelain clashing.

After a while, Zi Su sighed, "Obviously, the fever has subsided, why haven't you woken up...... It's sad. ”

"Who said it wasn't," Qinghe was stunned, "the Imperial Doctor can't say why...... The grandfather was so angry that he couldn't do it. ”

Zi Su was silent for a while, looked at Du Rongzhi and said slowly, "Ye is so good to the young lady." ”

For the young lady to be sick these days, even the aunt who had just entered the door was snubbed......

Qinghe hummed casually, and seeing that the soup in the bowl was almost cold, he said, "You help me help the young lady up." ”

Zi Su responded, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Du Rongzhi up.

Her face was no longer as red as before, because she had been sick for two days, but she was a little pale, and her cheeks were so thin that they were sunken, and there was a kind of sickly beauty...... It makes people feel pity when they look at it.

Zi Su put a few pillows behind her so that she could lean more comfortably, and when all this was done, Qinghe was about to feed Du Rongzhi medicine, but there was a sound of please peace outside the house.

Song Zixun walked in.

The two hurriedly leaned over and saluted.

Song Zixun had already lifted his robe and sat down on the edge of the bed, "Still not awake?" ”

Qinghe nodded.

Song Zixun glanced at the decoction medicine that was placed aside, "Feed the medicine?" ”

"Yes."

"Bring it." Song Zixun stretched out his hand.

Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly handed the medicine bowl to him.

Song Zixun scooped a spoonful, approached and tested the temperature, and then carefully sent it to Du Rongzhi's mouth.

The girl's lips were closed.

Although there have always been people who take water to moisten them, the originally delicate and pink lip petals are like withered flowers at this time, and they have long lost half of their former blood.

His heart softened...... The movements are getting lighter.

Shisu stood quietly aside, occasionally glancing at the two on the bed, and then hurriedly lowered his head.

"Ahem...... Ahem......" Du Rongzhi coughed violently twice.

It's uncomfortable!

She struggled to open her eyes, barely adjusting to the light in front of her...... It's -

"Awake?" Song Zi was overjoyed, and reached out to touch her cheek-

"Don't touch me!" Du Rongzhi screamed hoarsely, and her eyes were full of resentment.

Song Zixun's eyes sank, and he instantly became cold.

Qinghe and Shisu were also frightened, and Qinghe hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Young lady, you are finally-"

"Go down and get some food for the young lady." Song Zixun said coldly, staring at Du Rongzhi with his eyes wrong, "Go." ”

Qinghe gritted his teeth and wanted to say more, but was hard-pulled down by the shiso beside him.

There were only two people left in the room for a while.

Du Rongzhi has woken up from the trance just now-

What have you done here......

She bit her lip uneasily, and said in a hoarse and cautious voice, "I'm sorry...... The concubine had a nightmare just now...... No, not about you. "Like a child who has done something wrong, he flatteringly reaches out and pulls on his robe.

"It's good to wake up." Song Zixun nodded, and took her into his arms carelessly, "What did you dream about?" ”

Du Rongzhi looked stunned.

"Just a very bad dream......" she curled her lips with difficulty, instinctively trying to look away - but he hooked her chin.

"Really?" He smiled, "Who are you in your dreams?" ”

He could clearly feel Du Rongzhi's body trembling in his arms.

He bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead gently, "Is there me?" ”

"I can't remember the concubine clearly......" she obediently closed her eyes and grabbed the hem of his chest, "I just remember that I have nothing left...... I was so sad that I cried. The hoarse voice was erratic, like a kite in his hand that would break the string and fly away at any moment.

"Well," he finally let go of her chin and rubbed it on her back, "maybe you've been working too hard these days, take care of your illness, don't think about anything else." ”

"Yes." She breathed a sigh of relief and answered softly.

Song Zixun's arms were very comfortable, the smoky blue Hangzhou silk robe was cool and slippery, she leaned quietly for a while, and was a little drowsy.

Song Zixun looked down at his wife's peaceful sleeping face, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking......

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