Chapter 1223: Qingyu is sick
Ye Qingyu heard him say this, the warmth in her heart gradually cooled down, she couldn't criticize Liang Ping for anything, he could remind her, it was enough.
But if you compare her with the future of Zhongyi Bofu, she will naturally be ranked behind.
Liang Ping really cares about her, but if he is still like this, what about the others?
When Ye Qingyu thought of Princess Rong's fate, he felt chills all over his body.
King Rong has a mind about her that he shouldn't have, I'm afraid that the old ancestor and others will not blame King Rong for being a shameless person, but will scold her for being a scourge and destroy Xu Jingnan's loyalty to King Rong and Zhongyi Bofu.
"In the future, if you go out, don't bump into King Rong. Anyway, you are Jingnan's wife, and you also gave birth to two children for him, King Rong doesn't dare to really come nonsense! ”
Liang Ping pursed his lips and said to her in a suppressed voice.
"yes, I know." Ye Qingyu's voice was very cold.
Liang Ping felt very uncomfortable when he saw her like this, and said dryly, "It's not your fault." ”
Ye Qingyu raised his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised, "Bao, I'm leaving." ”
Ye Qingyu only felt full of boredom and anger, and didn't want to stay longer for a moment, so he turned around and got into the carriage.
Liang Ping stood there, watching her carriage leave, and also clenched his fists, his heart was also full of anger and confusion.
With the conduct of King Rong, how can he be worthy of being a Ming Jun!
Such a person, where is it worthy of their whole family to risk their lives to support him and push him to that position!
Liang Ping turned back to his courtyard in a bit of a frustration, thinking about what to do.
This is the way to go.
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Ye Qingyu is sick.
She rarely gets sick, and the number of times she has been sick since she came into this world can be counted by one hand, but this time, it was a little sudden and menacing.
On the night she came back from Zhongyi Bofu, she started a fever, and Ye Qingyu fell asleep in a drowsy manner until the next day, when Bishui and others called her to get up.
Ye Qingyu is a doctor, in fact, he knows why he is sick, overworked, not rested well, coupled with depression and anger and worry, all kinds of factors are mixed together.
"Hurry up and keep the fuss away, don't let me get sick to them." Ye Qingyu waved her hand weakly, a little annoyed that the children slept with her yesterday,
"Ahem, autumn water, boil some more soup and make a little noise, they are weak, they need to be prevented."
"Madam, the slave knows that she will take care of the two little masters, your throat is hoarse, don't panic and talk, the slave will feed you some water." Qiushui said distressedly.
Grandma Ye and Ye Qin got the news of her illness, and they all hurriedly ran to see her, seeing her pretty face burning red and chapped lips, they suddenly turned red in distress.
"I was fine yesterday, why did I get so sick overnight. This brain is scary, but can you drink medicine? ”
"The medicine is decoctioned, mother, grandma, don't worry, it'll be fine in two days." Ye Qingyu said in a hoarse voice and weakly.
"Okay, don't talk in a panic. This voice was hoarse, and I felt distressed to death. Ye Qin hurriedly said, "I'll go get some cold water and apply it to your forehead." ”
Ye Qingyu wanted her mother not to be so busy and had a maid, but she knew that her mother loved her and wanted to take care of her personally, so she could feel better.
(End of chapter)