Twenty-seven days, like a white horse passing through a gap, are fleeting.

Chu Xinyue's body gradually improved under Pu Xun's quiet care, and Chu Jiu's condition also improved greatly.

The plague in Weiyang Town has finally calmed down because of Chu Xinyue's prescription and Jiang Renyi's sleeplessness, and everything seems to be developing in a good direction.

Everyone tacitly stopped mentioning Chu Xinyue's stillborn child, just as no one ever mentioned the 'little lady' who once won the hearts of the people.

Chu Xinyue didn't know how Cangjiang dealt with Qi Guanxian after she got the antidote, she didn't have the energy to waste on a slut.

The sound of the horn shook the sky, and it was particularly abrupt at this time.

Chu Xinyue looked at Pu Xun, who had been guarding her side, and Pu Xun shook her little hand and said, "Today is Chinese New Year's Eve." This trumpet is sounded to the souls of the dead who are buried here, telling them that their comrades have not forgotten them, and that Datao has not forgotten them. Tonight, they have a share of the spirits and good meat, so that they can eat and drink enough to cross the Lethe River. ”

Chu Xinyue's face was a little pale, and her lips, which were once as red as a glow, were now a faint pink.

She lay on the side of the bed, looked out with a faint gaze, and said as if muttering, "I forgot, this is the end of the year......"

"I have already asked Ye Jing to arrange a table of Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and I will accompany you to celebrate the New Year with Chu Jiu tonight."

Chu Xinyue responded shallowly, but did not support it.

Normally, she should have cooked a good meal for the father and son, but now, her body really doesn't allow her to do this.

Thinking that it was going to be the New Year, there should always be something festive, so Chu Xinyue ordered someone to take red paper and scissors, and sat in the courtyard to cut the window flowers of peonies.

Pu Xun was clumsy and didn't know how to do these delicate tasks, but he only sat at the table with her, gazing gently.

The atmosphere here was just right, but when he saw Cangjiang hurriedly coming to report, he said something in Pu Xun's ear, Pu Xun's brows frowned slightly, pursed his lips, and nodded to indicate that he understood.

After Cangjiang retreated, Chu Xinyue asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"The king sent an envoy to Weiyang Town."

Chu Xinyue's hand moved for a moment, and asked, "The matter of the plague was known to the king?" ”

"It's not." Pu Xun shook his head and said, "The country of Yi proposed marriage to the king, and the king agreed. The envoys came this time to greet the Yi State and the pro-envoys. ”

Chu Xinyue responded to the angry sound, lowered her head and continued to cut her window flowers.

As long as it's not about the plague, it's good, otherwise the people of Weiyang, who finally saw the dawn, are afraid that they will face another catastrophe.

Today's Datao is different from the era of national peace and security a few years later, I am afraid that there will not be a grand occasion of national rescue, and some are just strong men with broken wrists...... Or is it called Mingzhe self-preservation? Add insult to injury?

Compared with Chu Xinyue's disapproval, Pu Xun's expression was obviously much more serious.

Because the core figure of this mission is the sixth prince of Yi State, Qi Guanchen.

Men's instincts are sometimes accurate.

He knew that the yin and yang weird guy had his thoughts on his Yue'er.

In addition to welcoming the peace mission, the envoy also brought a holy decree rejecting his resignation and asking him to return to Beijing immediately.

Looking at the quiet and indifferent Chu Xinyue, Pu Xun had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

He rubbed his eyebrows, but didn't say anything after all.

Okay, let's let Yue'er have a good New Year.