The next day, Zhaoyang came to Song Yun's bedroom early in the morning, gently pushed the door, and found that the door was not locked, so he pushed the door and walked in, but Song Yun's soft coughing sound came from inside.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" When Zhaoyang heard Song Yun coughing, he couldn't help but become worried, walked to the head of the (bed chuáng), and saw that Song Yun had woken up, so he asked.

Who knew that Song Yun had a smile on her face, but at this time, Song Yun's face was pale, and the whole person was a lot weaker.

"I'm fine, I'll come by myself, you can go back and rest first." Song Yun's face forced a smile, but this move had already betrayed her, this (body shēn) was weak, and Zhaoyang didn't feel distressed when he saw it.

Thinking about it, Zhaoyang stretched out his hand and put it on Song Yun's forehead, at this time Song Yun's forehead was hot, Zhaoyang was startled by Song Yun's body temperature: "Miss, your head is so hot, I'll go and call the imperial doctor." ”

After finishing speaking, he was about to stand up (身shēn) to find the imperial doctor, but was grabbed by Song Yun's arm: "Silly girl, I know my own (body shēn) body best, my medical skills are much better than those quacks in the palace, don't worry about me." ”

But as soon as these words fell, Song Yun coughed desperately again, Song Yun casually held a handkerchief, and then covered it, the handkerchief was red, Zhaoyang was frightened, and he was so anxious that he wanted to cry.

"Miss, don't scare me, what medicine do you want, I'll fry it for you." Saying that, Zhaoyang just hurriedly helped Song Yun and asked her to lie down and rest first, Song Yun lay down flatly, but the coughing sound became more and more serious.

At this time, Song Yun grabbed Zhaoyang's hand violently and said, "I may have tuberculosis, this disease will be contagious, from today (Rirì), let others come and serve." ”

Hearing this, Zhaoyang was stunned, and hurriedly knelt on the ground with a puff: "Zhaoyang's life is Miss's, how can you be afraid of tuberculosis, Miss, you wait, I'll call the imperial doctor." ”

As he spoke, he stood up abruptly, and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Song Yun's arm: "Nonsense!" You are about to get married in a month, this is a major event in your life, how can you delay? I have sent someone to take you back to the Tingwei Mansion first, and then I will take you back when I am better, and I will not allow you to go out of trouble because of me when you get married. ”

Song Yun stared at Zhaoyang's eyes, Zhaoyang was stunned in place, and was about to say something, but as soon as Song Yun's voice fell, there was a knock on the door.

"Master, the carriage is ready, do you want to inform Sister Zhaoyang to leave?" The voice of a servant girl came from outside the door, Song Yun looked at Zhaoyang's eyes, and the two looked at each other.

I saw Song Yun holding Zhaoyang's hand tightly, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I know my illness best, and I will go back to pick you up in the seventh day." ”

At this time, Song Yun was sick like this, how could Zhaoyang leave Song Yun here alone? But Song Yun's eyes were very resolute, as if if Zhaoyang refused to leave, he would break off the friendship with her master and servant.

"This

Don't tell Hanyue and Your Majesty, I don't want them to worry. Song Yun looked at Zhaoyang's eyes and said, Zhaoyang was stunned, thought about it, and nodded in response.

Tears rolled down uncontrollably, and those who didn't know thought it was life and death, Song Yun held up (body shēn), sat up, gently touched Zhaoyang's head, and said seriously: "I'm sorry, I'm worried about you." ”

After speaking, he summoned the maid outside and took Zhaoyang away, Zhaoyang was still struggling at the beginning, but this Song Yun was resolute, and in the end, he turned over (body shēn) directly, turned his back, and did not look at Zhaoyang's eyes.

Song Yun buried himself in the quilt, tears crackled down, and kept muttering: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" At this time, Song Yun had already made up his mind to go to the Huns.

And although Zhaoyang is said to be the person on her side, she is about to marry Hanyue, she can't let Zhaoyang lose a little during this period, thinking about Song Yun, she got up from the (bed chuáng), called two maids to walk in, and gave two instructions.

When night came, Song Yun gritted her teeth, simply cleaned up the softness, and walked out with the jade pendant that Qin Jingnan gave her before, the guard at the gate refused to let her go at the beginning, but after seeing the jade pendant, she didn't say anything.

When I arrived in the south of the city, I saw a carriage waiting for me, and on the carriage shed, there was a young man sitting with a weed in his mouth, lying on top of this high shed, looking at the moon in the sky.

At this time, Song Yun rode Bao'er and came to the carriage, heard the sound of horses' hooves, Han Ling looked over this side, and saw a woman wearing a dark red long skirt (body shēn), and a black robe on top of it, riding a horse and walking towards this side.

I didn't have to think about it to know that it must be Song Yun coming, thinking about it, Han Ling spat the weeds in his mouth to the ground, flipped over (body shēn), jumped directly from the carriage, and stood in front of Song Yun.

He looked at Song Yun with a smile and said, "I knew you would definitely come." After speaking, Song Yun took off the hat of the black robe on his head and rolled his eyes at the man in front of him.

said this, as if Song Yun was coming to him, in fact, Song Yun was just looking for Song Renju's sake to get married, and this guy had an invitation in his hand, if he went rashly, I was afraid that he would not even be able to enter the door.

Seeing Song Yun rolling her eyes at herself, Han Ling was not angry, but smiled, stretched out her hand and said, "Please, Princess Song Yun." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wanted to lead Song Yun into the sedan chair.

Who knew that Song Yun glanced at him and didn't pay attention to him, but instead he walked up by holding the shoulder of the coachman on the side, and the coachman was not stunned, looking at Song Yun's arrogance, Han Ling seemed to be accustomed to it, and also learned from Song Yun's appearance, and helped the coachman to get on the sedan chair.

At the beginning of the period, Song Yun was very resistant, and even said that he wanted to ride a horse by himself, although the sedan chair was spacious, but with this person sitting alone in the sedan chair, Song Yun felt uncomfortable as if the whole person was scratching his heart and liver.

I'm afraid it's not the fate of Zhaoyang who deceived him, Song Yun thought, and sighed deeply, the two of them have never been

Speaking, the scene was a little awkward, Han Ling's eyes rolled, and she began to tell her own story.

At the beginning of the period, Song Yun didn't care, but listening to it, Song Yun couldn't help but feel sorry for the man in front of him, Han Ling had no mother since he was a child, and his father died not long after he was born.

Then, he was brought up by his mother, and now he has become this carefree prince, although he is happy to live, but he is also aimless, listening to his story to avoid making Song Yun think of himself, why not himself?

(End of chapter)