The old lady was surprised for a moment and asked, "But Sister Yu?" ”

Jin Yu smiled: "Naturally, the Anguo Mansion is just this girl." ”

The old lady was silent and accepted some surprises, but she still had some doubts: "I didn't see the wind before, why is it so sudden?" ”

"It's not sudden." Jin Yu thought for a while and said: "It's probably because the girl is old, and it's almost the end of the year, and there are many people who are invited to the banquet to move around. Miss Ann is older than our girl. ”

Jin Yu's explanation can also be understood, the old lady believes it, so she doesn't think much about it: "The family style of the An family is good, Sister Yu, I see, it is difficult to stand out among the girls, and the lintel is also high." It's just that the lintel is too high, and the prince is also worthy of it, Brother Yuan...... It's still a cut off. ”

The Fukang Hall finally put out the candle flame and was silent.

In Yifang Pavilion, Jiang Changxi only left Qingrong to keep vigil, and it was also quiet everywhere. In the room where the doors and windows are tightly closed, the strong sandalwood can't cover the smell of blood.

Jiang Changxi leaned on the bed, Ren Qingsong skillfully and orderly bandaged her, she watched quietly, under the dim light, her face was pale, without any blood.

Qingrong brought warm medicine and stayed by the bedside to feed her.

Jiang Changxi shook his head, took the medicine bowl from her hand with his intact right hand, raised his head and drank it directly.

When returning the medicine bowl to Qingrong, Jiang Changxi looked at her equally pale little face and chuckled, with obvious tiredness and weakness in his voice, and Qingrong and Qingsong frowned when they heard it, "How can you look, you are weaker than me?" Scared? ”

"Girl, stop talking, lie down and rest." Looking at Jiang Changxi's weak and weak appearance, and then looking at the two bottles full of blood, Qingrong's hands were shaking.

Qingsong packed up her things and returned to her bed, her face was not very good-looking, her eyes were dark and gloomy, "The girl has lost too much blood, and the loss of blood and qi is not a trivial matter, she must stay in bed to recuperate in the past two days, and the medicine prescribed by Mr. Xin must be taken on time." Mr. Xin said that if the girl is disobedient, he will poison the medicine he practiced for the prince! ”

Jiang Changxi: "......"

Rubbing the corners of his forehead with a headache, Jiang Changxi smiled bitterly. Master, how afraid the old man is that she won't drink medicine or rest, and she doesn't want her own life.

"Got it." Jiang Changxi said helplessly: "My body is mine, my life is also mine, I cherish it very much, and I don't want to give it to Hades for the time being." ”

After saying this paragraph funny, Jiang Changxi began to urge Qingsong: "You go back to Tianshui Hall quickly, let the master hurry up and practice the medicine, so that he can send it to the prince." ”

Qing Song held the two blood bottles in his hand, and his heart was depressed, these are the girl's blood, how long does the girl have to raise it back.

He wanted to refute Jiang Changxi's two sentences, but seeing that she was weak and tired and still in a hurry, all the words were swallowed back with difficulty, "Yes." The girl had a good rest. ”

After instructing Qingrong uneasily, Qingsong turned out of the house with a blood bottle, crossed the wall of Yifang Pavilion, quietly avoided the guards of the Hou Mansion, and left.

Jiang Changxi was still a little uneasy in his heart, and looked blankly at the direction Qing Song left, eager to follow Qing Song to Tianshui Hall and personally refine the antidote to blood addiction.

"Girl, don't worry, with Mr. Xin here, he will definitely be able to refine the antidote." Qingrong could guess what Jiang Changxi was worried about at a glance, thinking that she had just taken two bottles of blood when she was weak, so she was worried and thoughtful for fear that it would drag down her body even more, so she comforted her slowly: "The girl just doesn't believe in Dr. Wen, she should also believe in Mr. Xin." If you let Mr. Xin know that you don't believe him, Mr. Xin is afraid that he will really poison the prince's medicine. ”

"He dares." Jiang Changxi was when he was weak and weak, and he said it lightly and vainly, without any deterrent at all.

Qingrong smiled reluctantly, "I don't know about others, but Mr. Xin must dare." ”

Jiang Changxi choked, and also felt so, and laughed a little speechless for a while.

"The girl will rest soon after drinking the medicine, and it will never be too late to think about anything tomorrow." Seeing that Jiang Changxi was struggling, the sweat on her forehead never stopped, Qingrong was distressed and came over to help her lie down.

This time to take blood, Jiang Changxi was ruthless, the sharp dagger cut the wrist mercilessly, not to mention the stinging of the wound, her entire left hand is now weak and weak, so she did not shirk Qingrong's support, and lay down through her.

When she lay down, the strength of the strong support was removed, and the exhaustion and weakness and prostration swarmed, and she could no longer hold on to the grogginess.

Before fainting, Jiang Changxi did not forget to instruct Qingrong, "The sandalwood is burning, open the window, and let the smell out." ”

Qingrong saw Jiang Changxi's weak appearance, and he didn't dare to open the window of the inner room, so he had to go out and open half of the rhombic window in the middle room, add another incense to the incense burner, and extinguish two lamps before returning to the inner room.

Jiang Changxi had already fallen asleep, her breathing was more vain and shallow than usual, Qingrong frowned beside her bedside, and didn't dare to leave.

The night was thick, the wind rose suddenly, and the heavy dark clouds covered the moon, gathering most of the sky.

It took about half an hour before scattered snowflakes began to fall.

One night in winter, the snow began to fall, fluttering and fluttering in the middle of the night and did not stop.

The smell of bitter medicine wafted from the main room of Yifang Pavilion, and the old lady sat on the edge of Jiang Changxi's bed, her old eyebrows furrowed deeply, and her face was worried, "How can you say that you are sick when you are sick?" ”

Jiang Changxi finished drinking the medicine, Aunt Jinyu brought the preserved fruit, she picked a piece of dried sour apricots to eat, and comforted the old lady: "I probably didn't cover the quilt last night, so I caught a cold." I disturbed my grandmother early in the morning, and it was not good for my child. ”

"Besides, if I hadn't asked Jinyu to bring you fruits to eat, and I saw your sick appearance, would you still plan to hide it from me?" The grandmother glanced at her complainingly, her face was vain and serious, quite intimidating, "Who kept watch last night, so careless!" ”

Qingrong was about to stand up and admit punishment, Jiang Changxi immediately handed over a look, raised his hand to cover the old lady's hand, and softly coquettish, "Grandmother, it's me who is greedy for freshness, and I have a new sandalwood spot to play, who knows that the smell is too strong, so I opened the window of the middle room." Where do you think that in the middle of the night there was wind and snow, and then I got sick. If the grandmother wants to be punished, the granddaughter can only bear it. ”

She is sick like this, where is the old lady willing to punish her, she is distressed and angry at the moment, "You love to mess around, how old you are, you don't know how to take good care of your body." You, you're going to get married in a month, and you're going to be the person of the princess's house, and you're still greedy for fun and freshness. ”

"It's all my granddaughter's fault." Jiang Changxi lowered his head, his mouth pouted slightly, and his attitude of admitting his mistake was very sincere.

The old lady didn't beat or scold, and finally focused on her head as a punishment, "Since it's your fault, when you get better, copy the female precepts for me a few times, and see if you dare to mess around in the future." ”

"Ah......" Hearing that he was going to copy the female ring, Jiang Changxi's whole person fell, and he was even more demoralized, "Grandmother, shall we change the punishment?" Why don't you punish me for copying the house rules? Buddhist scriptures are also fine. ”

"Nope." The old lady deliberately kept a straight face and taught her a lesson, "I just want you to remember the lesson and see if you dare to mess around like this next time." ”

Knowing that it was impossible for the old lady to change her mind, Jiang Changxi pursed his mouth, and his whole body was wilted, "Don't dare anymore." ”

The old lady looked at her like this, she felt funny, and said a few words with her, seeing that her spirit was really not good, she didn't dare to stay longer, and called Xiutan and Qingrong before leaving, and sternly admonished them, and then went back to Fukang Hall.

In Fukang Hall, Jiang Changyuan, who was at home on sick leave, was waiting for the old lady.

When he learned about this from Qingrong, Jiang Changxi just got up from a sleep, he was dazed, and his head was still a little confused, "How long has my brother been in Fukang Hall?" ”

"It's been more than an hour." I just thought it was strange that Qingrong mentioned it to Jiang Changxi.

Of course, it's not that Jiang Changyuan went to Fukang Hall strangely. After all, the old lady is the old lady of the Hou Mansion, her grandmother, and Jiang Changyuan's grandmother, even if the grandparents are centrifugal and have never been close, as the son of the Hou Mansion, Jiang Chang should fulfill his filial piety, such as the morning and dusk provinces, he has always done a good job.

It's strange that Jiang Changyuan actually stayed in Fukang Hall for more than an hour in the absence of Sui Anhou and the others. This has never been done before.

It's not that Jiang Changxi is too sensitive, but that this timing is too sensitive.

Jiang Changxi remembered what Jiang Changchang had said to her yesterday.

He said that he would persuade Anhou to send Jiang Wu to Spring City.

But in the matter of the Jiang Wu family, is Sui Anhou a person who can listen to persuasion? Apparently not. Since it is not, Sui Anhou will not be able to send away the Jiang Wu clan as Jiang Changchang thinks, so Jiang Changchang will inevitably do something more.

Jiang Changxi had a guess in his heart, but he was not sure, "Go and find out, what did my brother say to my grandmother?" ”

Qingrong just answered "yes", and before he walked out of the door, Yuncui came back in a hurry, almost colliding with Qingrong.

Qingrong hugged her, and said with a cold eyebrow: "What are you impatient, be careful of bumping into the girl." "Especially now that the girl has injuries on her body, it's time to be careful.

Yun Cui also knew that she was wrong, she lowered her head and took a step back, and ran red, "Sister Qingrong forgives her sins." But, something big happened in the house. ”

Qingrong raised his eyebrows and kept a wait-and-see attitude towards the big things Yun Cui said, "Let's talk about it." ”

"It's the prince, the prince sent someone to pack up his things and send his wife and second son to Spring City." Yun Cui didn't know whether to tell Jiang Changxi about this, so she didn't dare to speak loudly, "It happened suddenly, and there was chaos in Dongyuan." ”

Qingrong, who didn't expect this to be the case, was also surprised for a while, and heard Yun Cui only mention that the prince did not mention Hou Ye, and suddenly felt bad, "Does Hou Ye know about this?" ”

How does this Yuncui know, shaking her head again and again.

Qingrong felt that it was less likely that Anhou would know. She thought about Jiang Changyuan going to find the old lady, couldn't it be that the old lady and the prince joined forces to do it? Is it to send the Jiang Wu clan away before returning home with Anhou, and to have a prelude?

Qingrong didn't dare to hide this matter, but he had to inquire clearly before he could return to Jiang Changxi, and before leaving, he instructed Yun Cui not to talk nonsense.

When Qingrong came back from inquiring, the carriage that sent Jiang Wu's family away had already left the city, and when he went to Weishan to patrol the military camp with Anhou, Qingrong sweated for Jiang Chang, not to mention Jiang Changxi, who stayed at that time.

"Are you sure she was unconscious?"