Illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread.

Yin Qingyun was sick in bed again, more serious than ever.

And Ning Luo became more and more eccentric, and he no longer wanted to act with Yin Zhengye, so he directly used Chen's identity to fight with him.

Yin Zhengye was not happy, and Aunt Lin's mother and daughter in Han Shaoyuan were completely safe, and they didn't dare to make any moths on this cusp.

It wasn't until three days before the Mid-Autumn Festival that Yin Qingyun drank the bitter medicine that Ning Luo ordered to boil every day, and his face improved a little, and he heard that Xiao Zhi and the crown prince Xiao Huan had returned to Beijing safely.

Relief to the north was the first major event Xiao Huan did after becoming the crown prince, but the emperor decided to wait a few days to hold a banquet to praise Xiao Huan during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The Lu family was very dissatisfied with this, and always felt that the emperor did not take the prince to heart.

On August 13, when the weather was cool, Yin Zhengye held a banquet alone in the mansion and invited Xiao Zhi and Xiao Huan, as well as a group of colleagues in the DPRK and China, to congratulate Xiao Huan in private, with the intention of winning over.

When Yin Qingyun heard Ning Luo talk about this, he happened to be sitting on the porch chair blowing the wind, and when he raised his eyes, he could see the busy people walking around the gate of the courtyard, all preparing for the noon feast.

"He was afraid that His Majesty would not know his ambitions."

Yin Qingyun wiped the medicinal juice that overflowed the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and then twisted a candied date from the honey pot and put it in her mouth: "Although the prince is easy to be gullible, but in the end it is the Lu family behind it, Yin Zhengye is old and confused, so he thinks that he can cross the Lu family to win over the prince." ”

Xiao Huan has the blood of the Lu family in his body, and he is closer to the Lu family.

I don't know where Yin Zhengye got his confidence, thinking that he could make a prince for Ba with such a small banquet.

Taking 10,000 steps back, what Yin Zhengye has in his hands is nothing more than some poor scholars who can only write sour poems, where can they compare to the soldiers and captains of the Lu family who hold military power.

Ning Luo handed the empty medicine bowl to Mama Yu, and also glanced at the busy green at the gate of the courtyard: "Don't worry about her softly, just take care of your body." ”

Yin Qingyun's white and delicate fingers pinched the silver needle begonia on the cuffs a little distracted, and muttered in a low voice: "But my mother refuses to tell Soft Soft, Soft Soft is sick." ”

Qinglan next to her heard this, her eyes suddenly turned red when she faced the wind, and a few drops of coolness fell on the back of her hand, afraid of being seen by Yin Qingyun, so she hurriedly turned her back and wiped it.

Ning Luo smiled and nodded her forehead: "What is not sick, it is an ordinary wind and cold, and if you drink medicine on time every day, you will get better." ”

Yin Qingyun pursed her mouth, seeing that she didn't want to say more, and she didn't want to ask more.

In fact, it is not the first time that she has passed out due to angina.

Before she was reborn, in the year when Xiao Huan had just inherited the throne, she had a seizure of this problem, which scared Xiao Huan and ordered everyone in the hospital to be executed.

Later, Yin Zhengye sent someone to find a traveling doctor, I don't know what medicine was used for her, and finally woke up.

Yin Qingyun hadn't thought about it since she was reborn, and she didn't even pay attention to the pain in her heart from time to time before, but the sudden heartache a few days and nights ago reminded her of the distress she felt when she couldn't wake up from her sleep.

But Ning Luo obviously knew the reason, but he kept it from her, and only asked Mama Yu to urge Qinglan to boil medicine for her every day.

It seems that Chan had angina in the past.

Yin Qingyun fell deeply into the memory, and suddenly a cloak fell on her shoulder, and when she looked up, she saw that Ning Luo had untied her cloak and put it on her.

"I know that you are greedy for cold, since you like to sit on the porch and blow the wind, then wear thicker, the weather is cold in autumn, but you have to pay attention to your body."

Ning Luo got up and was about to leave, but Mama Yu hurriedly stepped to follow.

Yin Qingyun looked at Ning Luo's thin background and glanced at it a few times, and could resist the urge to question her.

The mother Chen family took it away, and her life and death are unknown.

She didn't know what was wrong with her body, and she had to rely on Ning Luo's decoction to take care of her body every day.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like she jumped into the huge net compiled by Ning Luo and the Chen family.

Ning Luo walked down the steps, the breeze blew the corners of her clothes, and suddenly stopped her steps and ordered Qing Lan: "Today, Xiangye set up a banquet in the front yard to invite colleagues from the DPRK and China, there are many foreign men, remember to be soft, don't go to the front yard to ruin Xiangye's good deeds." ”

The soft and moist color in Yin Qingyun's apricot eyes moved slightly, looking at Ning Luo's slightly solemn expression, a faint doubt lingered in his heart, lingering.

There are many men outside the front yard, and since she will stay in the backyard, how can she run to the front yard regardless of the occasion.

Hearing this, Ning Luo's mind flashed, as if she had thought of something, and suddenly disappeared again.

Qing Lan responded to Ning Luo, and Ning Luo turned to leave.

Qinglan stepped forward and squatted down, took Yin Qingyun's hand and persuaded: "The girl heard it, there are many people in the front yard when the meeting is mixed, and the girl must not go out and show her face." ”

Yin Qingyun was slightly stunned, pondered this sentence carefully, and scolded with a smile: "Okay, Qinglan, now you dare to make even my jokes." ”

"You think I'm going to see the Third Prince secretly? I'm like this, how can I go to see him, don't freak him out. ”

Yin Qingyun is still a little self-aware.

In the past few days of her illness, she has relied on decoction to maintain her superficial complexion, and every time she moves, she feels as if she is stepping on cotton, and her limbs have no strength at all.

Although Xiao Zhi promised her to discuss the wedding with Yin Zhengye after returning to Beijing, she knew that she couldn't rush it.

Today is a banquet set up by Yin Zhengye for Xiao Huan, Xiao Zhi will definitely not mention the marriage contract at this time, and the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner two days later is a good opportunity that will be rare in the ages.

The emperor will also sincerely instruct her and Xiao Zhi.

"Yes, yes, the girl knows in her heart, it's the slave who is too talkative." Qinglan smiled and reached out to untie the cloak strap on Yin Qingyun's shoulder and re-tie it again, "If the two love each other for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight." ”

Yin Qingyun's delicate eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and he grabbed half of Qinglan's corner: "Where did you hear such frivolous words." ”

Qing Lan rolled her eyes, lowered her head and replied, "The slave saw it in the book." ”

"What book?"

Qinglan pulled out the corner of her clothes, took a few steps back, and said with her fingers on her sleeves: "The slave can't tell the girl ......"

Yin Qingyun stretched out her hand and grabbed it again, her body was too lazy to move, and she couldn't help but puff out her cheeks and lose her temper: "Qinglan, you're getting more and more skinny, aren't you?" ”

"Slaves don't dare to ......"

"Then tell me, what book are you reading?"

Qinglan tilted her head and thought for a while, then hesitantly said, "That's it...... It's ......"

"What's it?"

Yin Qingyun leaned on the porch chair, the wind gradually became stronger, she felt struggling to even say a few more words, seeing that Qinglan had been dodging, she didn't want to embarrass her: "Okay, okay, don't say it if you don't want to say it, you don't have to be looked at, and I think I'm embarrassing you." ”