As soon as these words came out, Mama Lin hurriedly stepped forward to support her: "Old lady, I just woke up, I'm afraid there are still some nightmares, the second lady doesn't have to care." ”

Qing'er looked at them in surprise, her white and tender little hands caressed the old man's back, helping Shun Shunqi, the house was full of old people in the yard, and the old lady could trust, Murong Qian bowed his head, "Mother, where is Qing'er?" ”

"Grandmother, taking medicine to treat your illness is not a cure, so it's better to let Qing'er help you."

"Nonsense, what do you know, if the old lady has a mistake, be careful of your skin." Murong Qian's cruel tone made her frown.

"Shut up, the old body is a bone, and I have done the master."

"Who is Lian'er?" Puzzled in his heart, Murong Qian's face was weird, and the old lady also flickered, and the people in the room were obviously clear.

Qing'er asked Mama Lin to take some silver needles, did a simple disinfection on the candle, aimed at the old lady's acupuncture points, and rolled more than a dozen needles, and the people in the room were sweating, the second lady has been in the house for many years, and the old lady has always been a baby, but she never knew that the second lady was proficient in medical skills.

The memory of the original owner was injected into her brain on the second day of Qing'er's arrival in this world, and the medical skills were a lot of contact with the original owner, and it was also the old lady's private arrangement. In order to hide people's eyes, she is always obscure, and the old lady's care for the original owner is better than any young lady in this mansion, even Murong Yan'er, the only concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

took the needle, helped the old lady straighten her clothes, and covered the quilt, "It's better to be a sunny girl, it's much more comfortable." ”

The old lady really felt sorry for the original owner of this body, the porridge was spilled, and she wanted to cook a bowl again, "Mama Lin, you take care of your grandmother, and I'll cook the porridge." The ingredients in that bowl of porridge were not suitable for the old lady's diet, and she wanted to cook it herself.

Half a pillar of incense, thick fleshy breath, light shallots, accompanied by ginger shreds, white rice is moist, it looks very fragrant.

The old lady's mood calmed down a lot, Murong Qian left with everyone, and after feeding the old lady porridge, it was already past the morning, "Qing girl, stay and accompany grandmother." ”

"Hmm." She is very little in the Jin Palace, if she doesn't go back, no one will worry, it's a hot dish here, why not.

The old lady tossed for a day, and fell asleep after a while, and Qing'er couldn't help but want to walk around the yard. The cloister twists and turns, the glass lamp hangs high, the bright moon, the stars surround, the cobblestone paved path, the silver flower, the shadow of the trees rippling on the ice, swaying and shining, the breeze blows, the dark fragrance floats, intoxicating.

In the middle of the lake pavilion, the clear ice surface, through the cold forest white, the trees on both sides, the leaves have fallen, withered. A few meters back, there is a tall and thick locust tree, swinging and swaying, closing your eyes, as if listening to the crisp and soft laughter of silver bells.

Qing'er suddenly found it interesting, so she sat on the swing frame, holding the vines on both sides, slightly distracted.

It's late at night, everything is still, and everything is silent.

"The fourth princess, if you don't go back to the Jin Palace, the fourth brother who accompanies the king, is here in the middle of the night, so you are waiting for the king."

Qing'er turned around, looked at each other, and for a moment, Mo Zhuoran, who was dressed in black, trembled.

White clothes like snow, long hair like ink, because of the action of turning around, the swing gently swinged, the clothes were fluttering, the eyes were bright, like a fairy who fell into the mortal dust in nine days, people did not dare to blaspheme, many years later, Mo Zhuoran still recalled that night, only hated that time could not be turned back, if that moment was eternal, how beautiful it would be.

"How did Lord Li come here to enjoy the moon? Isn't the moon in my sister's yard not as good as that of Ningxiang Courtyard? ”

Qing'er looked at the comer, her toes on the ground, her demeanor was free and easy, and she didn't twist at all. His eyes were as bright as the stars, but he was faintly on guard.

"The moon in that courtyard is too vulgar, and the moon in that courtyard is comparable to that of the incense courtyard, fresh and elegant, and sultry."

Qing'er smiled slightly, the autumn waves rippled, and even the bright moon lost its color, "The prince of Jin called you a fifth brother, even if I am your fourth sister-in-law, I can be regarded as half a relative, don't harm me." ”

smiled lightly, but there was a needle hidden in the words.

The corners of Mo Zhuoran's mouth twitched, but the demonic smile did not diminish in the slightest.

"The prince is suave, not afraid of gossip, I am married to a wife, if I stain the good name of the prince of Jin, it is difficult to escape the blame for death, it is not early, retire first."

"When will you know how to use medical skills, but also so good, the old lady has been burning for three days, the imperial doctor is helpless, your few injections, the old lady not only has a fever down, but also has an appetite, and sleeps well at night." Mo Zhuoran was not only surprised by her changes, but also her medical skills, which made him even more incomprehensible.

"Lord Li is so powerful, is it possible that this Prime Minister's Mansion also has your eyes and ears. I forgot, Prince Li is planning to marry his sister, so it is not surprising that he has been planning for a long time. ”

The answer was not asked, Mo Zhuoran was still thinking deeply, this woman was so well disguised, cowardly, talentless, virtuous and unattractive. Now, she is radiant, has good medical skills, and is as beautiful as a flower, but such a woman was given to others by himself.

Bitterness, unwillingness, pain, and struggle continue to spread in my heart. That touch touched his heart, but he didn't take him to heart anymore.

The sun rises in the east, and the rays of morning light shine in. Breakfast was ready, and Mo Zhuofeng ate it indifferently, "Lord Wang, Miss Murong returned home yesterday, and it happened that the old lady was sick, and the young lady had superb medical skills, and a few silver needles brought the old lady back to life." Murong Qian asked people to spread the word, saying that the old lady was in better health, so let Miss Murong go home. ”

"Healing? Interesting. ”

"Lord Wang, the old lady's illness, it is reported that even the capital of the Imperial Hospital is powerless, since Miss Murong's medical skills can save the old lady, is the prince?"

"Mobao, do your part."

"Yes."

For half a month, the wind and waves were calm. The magpie chirped in his ear from time to time, and Mo Zhuoran was also strange, the old lady didn't even need Murong Yan'er here, but he also stayed in the mansion safely. Fortunately, Ningxiang Courtyard has obtained Murong Qian's permission, and without the summons of the old lady, no one can enter casually.

Across the wall, even if Murong Yan'er wants to go crazy, it has nothing to do with her.

"Second Miss, the old lady said that the weather is good, so she wants to come out and sit."

"Oh, Mama Lin, I'll go over now." Half a moon of getting along, Qing'er's philanthropic character has long been integrated here.

"Grandmother, your body is still a little weak, although I gave you food therapy, but it will take half a year to recuperate, Mama Lin, grandmother's fox fur coat is brought."

"Oh, I'm still an old woman's girl, and the more I look at it, the more reluctant I become."

"Old lady, Lord Li said that he would go back to the house in the evening, and he would send the second lady back by the way."

"Where did Prince Li get his kindness, do you want to see Qing'er's jokes, send them back? These days, I haven't seen anyone from the Jin Palace's Mansion come to ask, hmph. ”