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This Yanqi Pavilion is located in the south courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the corner is not bad, and the inside is also spacious, but this furnishings, the decoration is too simple!

Perhaps because it has been left unattended for a long time, the pillars and buttresses under the cloister, as well as the vermilion paint on the door frames and window ridges, have faded a lot, and have long lost their former luster.

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ...... Ahem......"

Yang Ruoliu's room kept coming from bursts of violent coughing, but in this Yanqi Pavilion, Yang Ruoliu's maids, Le Xue and Mengping, were standing under the corridor at this time, ignoring the bursts of coughing, and had nothing to do with themselves, gossiping and chatting there with nothing to do!

I don't care about the situation of my master Yang Ruoliu.

Le Xue and Mengping were gossiping under the porch, passing the boring time, when they saw someone walking in, just as the kitchen person sent something, and they didn't bother to move it seriously, just waiting for Fandai, who was waiting in the house, to come out and bring things in.

But when they raised their eyes, they saw that it was Luo Qingying who came in, and the two couldn't help but panic, and hurriedly came to Luo Qingying's front to greet them.

"Slave Lexue, I've seen the eldest lady."

"Slave Mengping, I've seen the eldest lady."

Luo Qingying just glanced at Le Xue and Mengping lightly, and took Mama Cui into the house directly, while Qiu Yue stayed outside the door.

Le Xue and Mengping still wanted to go in and wait, but Qiu Yue, who was guarding the door, unceremoniously blocked the two back.

Qiu Yue didn't have much impression of Yang Ruoliu, and she didn't care about it, but seeing the attitude of Le Xue and Mengping towards Yang Ruoliu, Qiu Yue didn't like these two people in her heart.

I don't know how to care about my master when he's sick, and it's really cool enough!

As soon as Luo Qingying took Cui Mama into the room, a fragrance of decoction came to her nose, and Luo Qingying quickly distinguished from the smell, forsythia, parsnip, lonely, licorice...... It's all medicines for colds.

"Miss, you are here, poor concubine...... Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

"Auntie, you are sick now, and it is important to take care of your body, so you don't need to care about these false courtesies."

Luo Qingying stepped forward quickly and stopped Yang Ruoliu, who was about to get up and salute her.

"Big sister?!"

"Slave Fandel, I've seen the eldest lady."

At this time, only Luo Zhiyan and Fan Dai were taking care of Yang Ruoliu beside them, looking at Fan Dai's bowl of light brown decoction that no longer had much smell, Luo Qingying couldn't help frowning!

I don't know how many times this medicine has been decocted, I'm afraid that the effect of the medicine has long been gone, and even if I drink it, it won't have much effect!

"My aunt is so sick, why don't you let someone find a doctor to come and take a look?"

Luo Qingying sat down on the stool brought by Fan Dai, looked at Yang Ruoliu, who was tormented by illness, with a sick face, a tired body, and blank eyes, and pretended not to know and asked.

"Poor concubines are just some minor illnesses, not in the way...... Ahem...... Don't bother...... Ahem, cough, cough ....... ”

"Auntie's words are not right, even if it is just a minor illness, you have to find a doctor to come and take a closer look, you always hold on so hard...... What's the matter?

Even if my aunt doesn't think about her body, she should think about it for Yan'er.

It is said that mother and son are connected, seeing you in such pain, how can Yan'er not be sad? ”

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^