In her previous life, Aunt Lin was indeed favored for nearly 20 years, but at the end of the day, she was raised by Yin Zhengye in the outer room, and in the end, the favor was gone, and no one was right.

If it weren't for Mama Yu mentioning such a mouthful today, she would almost forget the woman who was as beautiful as a glass vase.

Yin Zhengye raised the outer room and didn't dare to let the Chen family know, so he kept it hidden, until the Chen family turned over and he defected to Queen Lu and held the real power in his hands, so he felt that he raised his eyebrows and breathed a sigh, and he was one step closer to his spring and autumn dream.

is such a delicate and fragile woman, who makes the Yin Mansion so much that it is almost crumbling.

However, Yin Qingyun wanted to thank her, and she cleaned up Aunt Lin and Yin Qingli who the Chen family didn't have time to clean up.

Qinglan lightly extinguished the lamp in the corner of the room, leaving only a small dim oil lamp next to the table, the moon flowers in the glass bottle next to the lamp were almost decadent, and the withered pink looked even more sallow and lifeless under the candlelight.

Qinglan glanced at Yin Qingyun's pillow and arm lying on her back, and she didn't mean to go to bed, she just looked at the roof stupidly.

"The slave and maid went out and waited, and the maid shouted if she commanded it."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and stared at her toes, and she couldn't wait for Yin Qingyun's answer for a long time, and when she looked up, she saw Yin Qingyun's eyes closed tightly, and her breathing was soft, as if she was asleep.

Outside the house, there was a sudden sound of dripping rain, not violent or violent, but some stars still drifted in through the window.

"Huh."

Qinglan sighed, stepped forward and pulled out the window support, still afraid that Yin Qingyun would catch a cold, so she took out a thin quilt from the closet to cover her before slowly leaving the house.

As soon as she left, Yin Qingyun on the couch opened her eyes and was very bored.

Damn, why is it raining again, and the little sleepiness that has been brewing out is suddenly gone.

......

......

Yin Qingyun's eyes stared at her all night, and it wasn't until dawn that Qinglan walked in with a copper basin utensil, and she came back to her senses and raised her hand to rub her sour eyes.

"Girl!" Qing Lan looked at her red eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "Are you ...... It can't be a sleepless night......"

Yin Qingyun moved, and the thin quilt slid down her slender waist, soft and delicate, as if it could be broken with a slight pinch, and her voice was hoarse mixed with a bit of obvious exhaustion: "There is news from my mother's side." ”

Qinglan shook her head, "Mama hasn't sent anyone yet." ”

After Qinglan served Yin Qingyun to freshen up, she helped her to sit down in front of the Hunan mahogany dresser, loosened her hair bun and re-tidied it, and said with pity in her eyes: "The girl is too worry-free, don't really call Mama Yu what she said, when Mrs. gets better, you will be sick again......

That Qinglan really wanted to die, and she couldn't even take care of the girl as a big living person.

Yin Qingyunyu leaned on the dresser with her hands on her cheeks, her slightly cool and soft fingertips gently rubbed her cheeks, and she remembered her mother's cold hands last night, and her tears fell like beads in a curtain.

Qinglan was frightened for a while, hurriedly put down the jade comb and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and comforted her: "Girl, didn't Madame's sick doctor say that as long as you meditate and cultivate, don't cry, when the crying breaks the body, Madame should be distressed again." ”

Qinglan has been with her for more than ten years, so she naturally knows how to persuade her to be the most effective.

Sure enough, as soon as she said this, Yin Qingyun immediately sniffed, pinched the handkerchief and held back her tears from falling.

Qinglan turned her head and continued to help her curl her hair, and after everything was cleaned up, the people from outside the house also arrived.

"Girl, wipe away your tears, don't let others see the joke." Qinglan instructed carefully, turned her head to look at the door, and said, "Come in." ”

The person who came was the maid who sent Yin Qingyun back to the house last night, she looked more well-behaved during the day, and she whispered softly: "Girl, Madame has just woken up, and the slave maid has sent Mama Yu to ask the girl to come over." ”

Yin Qingyun clearly felt that the stone she had mentioned in her throat fell back into her heart.

The mother woke up.

I didn't wake up like I did at the beginning.

Qinglan just lowered her head and wanted to say a few festive words, when she saw Yin Qingyun get up suddenly, almost hitting her chin, "Girl......"

Yin Qingyun smiled happily at her, and ran out as if flying, and Qinglan hurriedly followed.

As soon as she stepped into Chen's house, Yin Qingyun frowned fiercely at the strong smell of medicine that rushed to her face, and her apricot eyes were full of enthusiasm and walked in, and saw Chen leaning on the side of the bed, and Mama Yu was picking her up to feed her medicine.

"Squish." A smile appeared on Chen's pale face, and he held out his hand to her.

Yin Qingyun stepped forward and took the medicine bowl in Mama Yu's hand, and pressed her white fingertips on the jade spoon to press out the light cyan, "Mother, you can be considered awake, come, drink the medicine." ”

Chen reached out and touched Yin Qingyun's soft and smooth cheeks, smiled, and raised his thin sleeves to wipe away the tears rolling down for her, "It's called soft and suffering." ”

Yin Qingyun shook her head, "Mother, soft and not bitter, as long as mother is well, everything is fine." ”

Chen's face was as white as paper, and he began to cough after drinking a few sips of medicine, and his thin shoulders trembled with a cough, which made people feel very worried.

Yin Qingyun put down the medicine bowl and gently patted Chen's shoulder with her hand, "How does Mother feel?" What else is uncomfortable? ”

Chen raised his eyelids and looked at his daughter with tears in his throat, and for the first time felt that he was too angry, so he asked his daughter to suffer with her.

She looked at Yin Qingyun's eyes were red, and they were still bloodshot, was it because she was worried and afraid? Or did you quarrel with Yin Zhengye again and your eyes were red?

Mama Yu stood next to her and cried and laughed, and said, "What's the matter with Madam and girl, Madam can get up and take medicine, this is a good thing, girl, don't cry anymore." Not to mention that Madame has always been sentimental, even the old slave can't help crying when he sees you crying so sadly. ”

Qing Lan echoed, and pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

It was very quiet outside the house, and it seemed to be very noisy, Yin Qingyun hugged her mother and suddenly sat up straight, looked back at Qinglan and said, "You go out and see, what's going on." ”

Qinglan bowed her head as she said, and when she walked to the door, she immediately turned around and came back, but her face was no longer sad, but dyed with some joy: "Girl, I heard that the inner prison was coming." ”

Everyone in the room gasped.

Yin Qingyun was summoned in the palace yesterday, so she won't be summoned again today, right?

Could it be that the news of Chen's illness spread to the palace? But Yin Qingyun obviously told people to keep their mouths shut. Yin Zhengye would not be stupid enough to go to the emperor to expose his shortcomings.

The sound of footsteps was very regular, from the cloister outside the house to the door.

Hearing the deep voice of the inner supervisor, it also came in.