The more Princess Liu thought about it, the more sad she became, she couldn't help but have a sour nose and tears in her eyes, pretending to rub her eyes and wipe her tears with a handkerchief. Picking up a glass of wine, he said to Dou Chen's second daughter, Dou Yuxian and Cao Xiuluan: "You are guests, I am not in good health and have not received well, please Duoduo Haihan, I will give you a glass." ”

Dou Xiantong and Chen Jinding sat in the guest seats, their faces looking a little uncomfortable. When Xue Dingshan came in and saw them, he frowned, which made them feel embarrassed, but fortunately everyone didn't care, Xue Dingshan went outside after giving the salute, so he didn't have to kowtow to avoid some embarrassment. Dou Yuxian, Cao Xiuluan and Fan Lihua have a deep affection, Dou Yuxian and Fan Lihua have a half-master ceremony, which is even more unusual, since I knew that Fan Lihua Yin'an Palace asked for death, I don't know how many times I cried. Tomorrow is the period of the peace alliance, thinking that Fan Lihua is going to die at the altar, I can't help but feel like a knife, but I don't dare to show it, and I can't help but smile and celebrate the festival with everyone.

Princess Liu toasted the four daughters with the host, and the four of them hurriedly took the cup in their hands and saluted Princess Liu.

Fan Lihua holds the pot and pours the wine in turn. Xue Jinlian looked at the wine rustling in front of her, the wine fell in the glass, like a stream of five-flavored water falling on her heart, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty could not be said to be what it tasted like, and tears almost came out of her eyes. Xue Yulian touched her gently, and Xue Jinlian hurriedly turned her back and quietly wiped away her tears.

Li Xiurong secretly wiped her tears from time to time while receiving food and tea, turned around and reluctantly put on a smiling face.

Although it was a reunion feast, everyone was smiling, but the atmosphere at the banquet was rarely joyful. Thanks to Xue Yulian's persuasion of wine and food, the banquet will not be too dull.

Suddenly, it has been nearly three watches. In the middle of the moon, the silver light is sprinkled, and it is even clearer. There were bursts of chirping in the grass under the trees, which helped to make it a little desolate.

Xue Yinglong's face didn't dare to be too sad because of Princess Liu's words, tears rolled in his eyes from time to time, and he held the pot to pour wine for the four elders in turn.

Xue Dingshan had something in his heart, and a few glasses of wine added to his sorrow, he locked his eyebrows tightly, and sat silently with his hands against his forehead. Li Hong saw it in his eyes, gently pushed Xue Dingshan, and said in a low voice: "Yunfeng, are you uncomfortable?" Xue Dingshan shook his head lightly and said, "No." Li Hong took Xue Dingshan's pulse, sighed secretly, and said in a low voice: "You are a little hot, I think it is a cold." The night breeze is getting cooler, don't blow here, go back and rest first. Xue Dingshan also felt that it was difficult to support, so he got up and said, "Okay, the little brother felt unwell and retired first." The second brother, on behalf of the foolish brother, persuade the brother-in-law and brother-in-law to have a few more drinks. Xue Jingshan looked at his depressed brother and was really distressed, and hurriedly said: "Brother Anxin goes back to rest, and there is a younger brother here to take care of it." Yinglong, send your father back. Xue Yinglong agreed, and hurriedly got up and helped Xue Dingshan out of the Furong Pavilion, and crossed the Yonglu to recall Lan Xuan.

Xue Dingshan stopped outside the Yilanxuan Gate and said, "You go and serve your grandmother, I'll just go up by myself." Xue Yinglong nodded, turned around to leave, but stood still, looking at Xue Dingshan as if he had something to say. Xue Dingshan asked, "What?" What else? Xue Yinglong pondered for a moment before saying, "Mother is really going to ...... tomorrow" Before he finished speaking, tears had already rolled down. Xue Dingshan raised his hand to support Xue Yinglong's shoulder, and sighed, "Alas! ......" gently patted Xue Yinglong's shoulder, turned around and entered the courtyard gate, and tears welled up in an instant.

Xue Yinglong watched Xue Dingshan go upstairs, and then went back to Furong Pavilion in tears.

Xue Dingshan hurried upstairs, felt heavy and dizzy, returned to the inner room and lay down on the ivory bed. When Yunlan saw him coming back, she hurriedly followed, and when she saw him lying in his clothes, she didn't dare to call, so she quietly pulled the brocade and covered him on his body. Xue Dingshan lay groggily with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

In the haze, a soft, cool hand gently stroked his forehead. Xue Dingshan's heart was immediately refreshed, and when he opened his eyes, Fan Lihua was sitting on the edge of the bed, probing his body temperature with his hand. Xue Dingshan sat up and asked, "Why are you back?" Fan Lihua said while diagnosing his pulse: "Yinglong went back and said that you were sick, and my mother-in-law asked me to come back and have a look." Xue Dingshan smiled bitterly: "I think I drank a few more cups at the imperial banquet today, and I was a little sleepy, but it didn't hinder me, don't worry." Fan Lihua sighed softly and said, "It's so hot on your body, and you still say it's okay?" You rest first, I'll go and let Xuelan boil some ginger soup, so that they can talk to their mother-in-law, so that their mother-in-law will not worry. Xue Dingshan nodded speechlessly.

Fan Lihua got up and went to the outer room, Yun Lan was holding the clothes that Xue Yulian had prepared for Fan Lihua and came in, and just as she was about to speak, Fan Lihua hurriedly glanced at her. Yun Lan didn't speak, and put her clothes on the couch. Fan Lihua said: "Tell Xue Lan to boil a bowl of ginger soup, and send Zixuan to tell the old princess, my uncle is just occasionally feeling the wind and cold, and it is not a big problem, please rest assured that the old princess." Yunlan promised to go busily.

Fan Lihua returned to the inner room, and Xue Dingshan leaned on the backrest and stared intently at the boudoir, as if looking forward to Fan Lihua's return. Fan Lihua came to the dresser, took out a brocade box from the makeup box, and opened the lid of the box, which contained dozens of silver needles. Fan Lihua took a few needles, wiped them clean with the plain yarn in the box, and pulled Xue Dingshan's hand acupuncture on the side of the bed to acupuncture the two acupuncture points of Lieqing, Hegu, and Fengmen. Xue Dingshan has been quietly looking at Fan Lihua, as if he wants to engrave her every move, hair and skin in his heart. Fan Lihua lowered her head, as if she had made a big mistake, and silently gave Xue Dingshan a needle. There was silence in the room, and the air seemed to freeze.

Yun Lan came in with ginger soup and said, "Miss, the ginger soup is ready." Zixuan came back and said that the old princess had died. Fan Lihua nodded, motioned to put the ginger soup on the dresser, and said, "You guys should rest early, you will get up tomorrow." Yun Lan agreed to come out, closed the door casually and went to rest.

Fan Lihua gave Xue Dingshan a needle, received it in the brocade box, and still put it in the makeup. He took the ginger soup from the dresser and said softly, "Drink the ginger soup to go to the wind and cold." Xue Dingshan silently took the bowl and swallowed it with tears. Fan Lihua took the bowl and went out to the outer room and put it on the table, and looked at the clothes sent by Yunlan, which were cut and sewn by Xue Yulian herself, Fan Lihua nodded with satisfaction.

Only then did he return to the inner room, took off the residual makeup, put on his clothes and kicked the couch, and before Fan Lihua could sit firmly on the edge of the bed, Xue Dingshan suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly.

Fan Lihua's jade body trembled, and her heart was in turmoil. After a while, he barely stabilized his mind, and said softly with shame: "Yunlang, I'm sorry for you for my wife." I ......" Xue Dingshan shook his head, covered Fan Lihua's sandalwood mouth with his hand, and still hugged her tightly. Fan Lihua had to rub Xue Dingshan's shoulder gently, trying her best to calm him down.