Qingge looked at the bronze mirror, there were a few red palm prints on the cheeks of the person in the mirror, and the porcelain bottle was carefully smeared with the ointment, it seemed that she was really taken care of, but what was the calculation of the person who sent the medicine?

His eyes turned to look at the clear water in the basin, and he stood up with slow steps.

The hand is raised, the water flows into the clothes, the white yarn is transparent, the cold wind blows, the cold enters the bone marrow, and it is also late autumn.

She bet that he couldn't let her go.

……

In the imperial garden, a palace maid in a pink robe was running quickly, slammed into a person, looked up, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

"The dog slave doesn't have long eyes when he walks, and he dares to surprise the emperor." The eunuch beside Ziqian broke out in a cold sweat, scolding the ignorant palace maid in front of him.

"The emperor spares his life, and the emperor spares his life." Hui'er kowtowed hard, and blood oozed from her head.

Ziqian's brows furrowed, and the ghost envoy asked coldly, "Why are you in such a hurry?" ”

"Your Majesty, the servant just passed by Miss Qingge's residence, and saw that she was on the ground, and there was no movement, so he hurriedly wanted to call someone." Hui'er trembled.

Hui'er couldn't see anyone back, her eyes quietly glanced upward, and the person in front of her was long gone, and her body was paralyzed to the ground, it seemed that she was blocking the right one.

……

"Quick, call the Imperial Doctor."

The man in yellow hurriedly came with a woman in white in his arms, his deep eyes were dyed with panic, and he walked quickly onto the dragon bed, his words trembling.

"Yes." The eunuch hurriedly answered the words and left.

Placed on the dragon bed, the man in yellow sat on the edge of the bed, pulling the fingers of the man on the bed, his eyes drooping and rubbing against his cheeks.

The person on the bed, his eyes were closed, his chest was rising and falling, he was breathing hard, and his body was red and hot. "Your Majesty." The Imperial Doctor came running with beads of sweat on his head.

"Quick." The man let go of his hand.

"Yes."

The imperial doctor got up quickly, attached the pulse of the person on the bed, frowned, got up and hurriedly prescribed the medicine, and asked the palace maid to bring a basin of water.

The man in the yellow robe said coldly: "How? ”

The imperial doctor knelt down and hurriedly spoke: "Your Majesty, this girl is infected with the wind cold, although it is not serious, but her body is weak, and she can only live and recuperate. ”

The palace maid put down the copper basin, her fingers were about to put down the brocade handkerchief, and she grabbed it in a yellow robe, "You all go down." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then bowed and slowly retreated and left.

The man in yellow gently twisted the brocade handkerchief and gently wiped the cheeks of the man on the couch.

Her body is already weak, how can she put her in the cold wind, if she really has three long and two short, is it ......

"Ziqian ......"

The man who wiped his cheeks stiffened his fingers and looked at them.

The sleeping man flimbly called out his name, tears sliding from his closed eyes.

Holding the person in his arms with his arms, his eyes were lowered, his resolute eyes were deep, and after a long time, Fang trembled and said, "I...... I'm here. ”

The rising sun shone on the cheeks of the man who fell into the city, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he slowly opened them, and at a glance he saw that the eyes were full of red silk.

Liu Mei frowned lightly and said tentatively: "Your Majesty." ”

"Wake up," Ziqian looked at the person who opened his eyes, his cold eyes leaked a smile, and he spoke softly, and his words were extremely gentle.

"Well, I'm tired ......."

The lips pressed against each other, betting the woman's unfinished words in her mouth, her pupils dilated, and her fingers wanted to be raised, but she finally put it down.