The star slave stood outside the door of the dormitory, and when she heard the rapid coughing sound coming from inside, she was worried that Ling Yun was tired, so she opened her mouth after weighing it again and again, and took the initiative to ask him to rest.

In the past half a month, she saw Su Jinyu leave the Yonghe Palace and go to the Hede Palace, where she couldn't enter, and learned from other palace people that she had been punished. She has always been timid, but suddenly realizes that this place can only survive on her own.

When Su Jinyu was still there before, she told her more than once that she had to learn to be strong and learn to trust others. Now that she is gone, the star slave pours the concern in her heart into the Yonghe Hall where she once stayed.

Perhaps, one day, she will be able to come back here. She believed that she would not forget her.

After the star slave was cleared, the sound inside also stopped at that moment. She didn't know if she was going to go any further, and if she angered Shengyan, it would be a consequence she couldn't imagine.

Just when she hesitated, Qingyun slowly walked over with the snacks from the imperial dining room, these days, they have been living in the side hall, and their feelings are much closer than ordinary palace people.

But they all knew that this honor was given by Su Jinyu, even if she left, Ling Yun did not take it back, and there seemed to be another arrangement between them.

"Auntie." The star slave turned sideways and owed a debt.

Qingyun bowed his head, pulled out the hands in his sleeves and lifted Xingnu's arms, "Your Majesty, but you're coughing again?" For several days in a row, Ling Yun's cough would always appear above the Yonghe Hall regularly, and she had reported to the imperial doctor to take the pulse, but Ling Yun politely refused.

Since Su Jinyu left, the emperor has slowly changed a little.

Xingnu pursed her lips and nodded, "It's not good these days, but my aunt brought the imperial meal over today?" As she spoke, she looked behind Qingyun.

When she learned that Ling Yun was coughing sick, Qingyun advised him several times but he was indifferent, so she had to dare to find a prescription from the imperial doctor and knead the medicine into the pastry, so that Ling Yun could take the medicine.

Qingyun took the food box in the palace maid's hand, took out a stack of carefully prepared pastries from it and handed it to Xingnu, "Today is your duty, serve the emperor to take these pastries, more or less always take a little." ”

The star slave bowed his head, pushed open the door of the temple and walked in with Qingyun's instructions.

The door was opened softly, Ling Yun raised his eyes along the crack in the door, and when he saw that it was the star slave coming in, he waved his hand, "Let's all go out, I don't want to see anyone." ”

Before he could finish speaking, a more rapid cough hit, and the hand holding on the bookcase quickly covered his lips. I couldn't care about it anymore, and I couldn't stop coughing.

The hand holding the pastry trembled lightly a few times, and Xing Nu never thought that Ling Yun's illness was so serious. Timid, she didn't dare to raise her eyes without authorization, but her heart kept encouraging her, just a glance.

After a while, the coughing in the temple also subsided. Xingnu hesitated to move, put the pastry on the coffee table, poured a cup of hot tea and walked to the bookcase.

"Your Majesty, take a sip of tea and take a breath." Xingnu respectfully handed the teacup to Ling Yun, and seeing that he didn't mean to take it, he put it closest to his hand.

If this continues, I am afraid that before the imperial doctor's medicine can be found, he will cough up blood early because the cough is too strong, thus aggravating the condition.

He glanced sideways at the tilted potion cup, the dark liquid dripping down the rim of the cup to the ground.

"Go down, tell Shang Xi to come in and wait." Ling Yun put away the fold that was placed on the bookcase, and after making sure that he had eased up a little, he ordered the star slave who was waiting on the side.

The star slave pursed his lips, rolled his eyelashes and secretly stared at Ling Yun, "The slave obeys." The obedient blessed body and left the dormitory backwards.

Qingyun stood in the empty clearing, letting the cold wind invade her thin body, and the star slave looked at her back, lowered his head and sighed softly. The hands in front of the abdomen couldn't help but add a little strength because of the cold.

The sound of squirming sounded from behind, and Qingyun slowly turned sideways, "The emperor is still useless." Eye-catching eyes gently swept over the lost face of the star slave, in fact, just before she stepped into the dormitory, she clearly knew that except for her, no one here had the ability to persuade the emperor.

It's just that...... His eyes were covered with layers of mist, and Qingyun laughed bitterly.

"That's it, the emperor will do whatever he wants." Flicking his sleeves slightly, he walked around the diameter of the star slave and left the dormitory.

"Slave, got it." Xingnu leaned over and answered softly, and then disappeared from Qingyun's sight, at this time, Shang Xi should be preparing for dinner in the back pavilion.

Watching the star slave leave the dormitory in a hurry, Qingyun didn't call her, although she had some doubts in her heart, but she stared at the majestic palace for a moment, and the taste in her heart was extremely complicated.

Just as she got up and was about to leave the dormitory, the palace maid Ruomei moved in front of her, leaned into her ear, and whispered a few words. I saw that Qingyun's face changed, and there were a few traces of colorful light shining in his eyes, and he couldn't suppress his surprise.

"Really?" She grabbed Ruomei's arm with a little excitement and asked again with certainty.

Ruomei pursed her lips and nodded, "Yes, because it hinders the rules of each palace, the slave maid did not lead her over, and asked her aunt to instruct." ”

Qingyun smiled, let go of Ruomei's arm and hurried towards the main hall of the Yonghe Palace. Could it be that God really heard her heart? So, the next moment she was sent here.

Su Jinyu stood in front of the main hall with an anxious face. Fang Cai Ruomei said that she was going to report it, but why didn't she come back after going for so long. Isn't he in this place?

If that's the case, then where is the West Palace, she doesn't know if she should go or not. That forbidden place made her a little timid, and when she saw the so-called 'Shen Meiren', she didn't know what kind of mentality she should hold to ask to see.

After a while, the cold wantonly attacked her whole body, and she kept pulling her collar.

As he turned to take a step, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the lake-green coat, fluttering and swaying in the wind. That is Qingyun's favorite color, every winter, she always wears such a set of lake green kaftan dress, in this bleak season, adding a touch of loneliness.

"Auntie?" She half-squinted her eyes, pouring all her eyes into that shadow, it turned out that Ruomei had been gone for so long because Qingyun came in person, which would be a little slower.

"Something happened to Hede Palace, Ruomei told me that you are in a hurry to see the emperor." As soon as the two met, Qingyun asked her straight to the point about the purpose of her visit.

"Yes, if the emperor is not there, then I will go to other places to take a look." Su Jinyu smiled lightly.