"Thank you, mother." Su Yunu sat down and said.

No one served her tea.

Su Yunu was not uncomfortable, but shook her head in her heart.

Concubine Yi is now making her palace like this. It seems that she is embarrassed on the face, but is it really appropriate to get used to her slaves and maids like this?

"When did Imperial Girl Su hook up with Jing Meiren?" Draw a fan instead of Concubine Yi asked.

Concubine Yi didn't stop it.

Su Yunu didn't speak.

"Why didn't Imperial Girl Su speak?" The fan hummed.

"Master?" Fuxiang spoke: "You invite the Su Imperial Lady to drink tea, or do you want the slaves and maids to go down first?" ”

This is too unusual, and when the Su Imperial Maid is the rough palace maid of the Changle Palace in the past?

"Su Shi, this palace remembers that it is also here, you said that you want to take the head of this palace." Concubine Yi finally spoke.

"The concubine and Jingmei are just a little close, so they can't stand together." Su Yunu said.

"In that case, you come forward, but I am afraid that no one in this palace will feel that you are not standing with her. She's just a beauty, and she can shelter you? Concubine Yi sneered: "Even if she is favored, she is just a beauty." ”

"What Niangniang said is very right, so the concubine is not confused." Su Yunu said.

Her never-wavering expression made Concubine Yi dislike it very much.

"Imperial Lady Su is now favored, so naturally she doesn't take this person who has fallen out of favor in her eyes. But don't forget that you're walking out of the main palace. "Concubine Yi is reminding her to remember her identity.

"The concubine doesn't dare." Su Yunu said.

"Let's go." Concubine Yi waved her hand, not wanting to see her anymore.

Whether it is Jing Meiren or Su Yunu, they are all the best age for their appearance.

But herself, because of these unsatisfactory things, is already like a flower about to wither.

The woman's appearance really can't stand the ruin.

Obviously, she was as beautiful as them before.

Returning to Fenghua Pavilion, he breathed from his dream: "This is too much." ”

Qimeng made tea and asked what was wrong, and said it again from the dream.

Qimeng also bit her lip: "It's really not like a thing, how can the painting fan dare to die after being beaten?" ”

"If the fight is light, the fight is less, and she can't get up when she should be beaten." From the dream of breathlessness.

"Sooner or later, someone will clean her up. Something to die for. Qimeng poured the tea: "Let's drink some first, the slave maid should go and order ginger tea, don't get sick." ”

Su Yunu nodded: "I'm hungry, you can ask me some snacks by the way." Take some money with you. ”

"Well, the slave and maid will take back the lunch as well. It's okay to eat a little earlier, and you can eat a snack in the afternoon when you're hungry. Qi Meng said.

Su Yunu nodded in response.

Qi Meng left, and Su Yunu said, "You also drink some hot tea, don't get sick." ”

Congmeng nodded and drank: "You say, what will happen to Concubine Yi like this in the future?" ”

"You're starting to get skeptical, what else can you do? If you do this, something will happen sooner or later. She is no longer the concubine of the past. Su Yunu shook her head, too lazy to say anything about her.

I don't ask from the dream.

Obviously, I knew in my heart that this was the case.

On Concubine Yi's side, Fuyun persuaded: "Why bother the master, even if the two of them form an alliance now, it won't last long." The more Su Yunu is favored, the more Jing Meiren can't tolerate her. Besides, Jing Meiren can't raise her own children, let alone Su Yunu's? When the time comes, I will definitely bring you here. If you had raised her child, would she still have a heart for others? ”

The painting fan didn't think so: "What if she doesn't want to raise her mother?" ”

"Could there be a more suitable person than a mother?" Fuxiang sighed: "No matter what, she is just a royal maid, and it is not worth the trouble of being a mother." ”

If you go back to Su Yunu and get sick, what's the matter?

Hua Fan didn't understand this, but nodded: "You are right, she is really unworthy." ”

Fuxiang ignored her, and the brain of this painting fan was broken.

Unexpectedly, it was not Su Yunu who was sick, but Shen Chuliu.

When she went back, she only felt that her eyelids were heavy, probably because she hadn't slept well last night.

I ate a few bites and went to sleep.

By noon, something was wrong. The body is getting heavier and heavier.

Zirui was startled when she probed: "Oh my God, call the imperial doctor, the master has a fever." ”

Shen Chuliu only felt drowsy, as if separated from the world by a membrane.

He didn't speak, but listened to the slaves and maids nervously ask the doctor to go.

After a while, it was about Yao Baolin who came and asked a few words, and Zizhu replied.

And Shen Chuliu fell asleep again.

"Look, it's serious, why hasn't the Imperial Doctor come yet?" Yao Baolin was also nervous.

Zizhu was eager: "The Lantern Festival has been gone for a while, and it is estimated that it is almost there." ”

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Imperial Doctor Zhao to come.

Hurriedly asked for a pulse, saying that it was because of the stagnation of liver qi, coupled with the fright and sadness some time ago, plus the cold last night, this was unable to hold on.

I was prescribed medicine and ordered to drink it on time, but what I said was quite scary.

These words naturally have to go back to the queen and the emperor.

Qi Yixiu listened, this is a scaring and sad air belt!

As for the cold, it's just a trigger.

"I'll go see her." Qi Yi cultivated.

In Cuiyun Xuan, Shen Chuliu didn't want to do anything except sleep in a drowsy state.

This time, the fever was menacing, and it was really unbearable.

So the emperor came, but she didn't come out to greet her, it was Yao Baolin who greeted her.

"Your Majesty, Jingmei is very sick......"

Qi Yixiu walked past her and entered.

Yao Baolin didn't dare to say any more, and only returned to his residence.

Shen Chuliu fell asleep, and when he was woken up by Zirui, the emperor had already come in.

She looked at him in a daze, Qi Yixiu was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe today, and he was a little fast when he came.

"The Emperor's ......"

When she opened her mouth, she found that her throat was dry and unpleasant.

"Bring the water." Qi Yixiu sat in front of her: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, I just don't have much strength." After Shen Chuliu said a few words, his throat opened a little.

"Why is the emperor here?" Shen Chuliu leaned against him and asked.

"I heard that you are very sick, isn't it bad not to see you?" Qi Yixiu smiled: "Sick every winter? ”

Shen Chuliu squeezed his hand: "No." ”

"No, no, take care of your illness. Ask someone to cook for you what you want to eat. If you don't get better, you won't be able to wear out the clothes you make. Qi Yixiu said with a smile.

The emperor is still very good at coaxing people when he wants to.

Shen Chuliu snorted, took a few sips of the hot water brought by Zirui.

Qi Yixiu watched her drink water and medicine, and then got up to leave.

"You have a good rest, and I'll see you in a few days."

"The emperor is busy in the New Year, the concubines will be fine in a few days, and then go to Taiji Palace." Shen Chuliu said.

Qi Yixiu didn't say good or bad, just nodded and left.

The emperor himself came to see it, so naturally there should be an attitude elsewhere.

For example, Empress Dowager Feng sent a lot of things, and asked her palace maid Jingrou to visit in person.