In the evening, Zhu Lu came over to report to Meng Xilan and count the silver. Today, there are no two helpers, and in the middle of the month, the wages and funeral expenses must be settled.

Meng Xilan looked at the names crossed out one by one on her roster and frowned slightly. Even if it's not a personal experience, just looking at these names is enough to make people feel the horror of the epidemic.

Zhu Lu knew that she looked uncomfortable, so she deliberately got up and added a lamp to her, "Miss, you are already merciful enough for the funeral expenses of fifty taels." ”

Meng Xilan closed the roster, held her forehead and said, "Fifty taels for a human life, this is a sin, not a mercy." ”

If it weren't for the lack of manpower, she wouldn't have made this decision.

Zhulu poured tea for her and persuaded softly: "Miss, don't say that, the slave maid is taking care of these trivial things before and after, and when I saw those who came to receive the silver, there were almost no tears in their eyes, and when they saw the silver tickets one by one, there was only one word "greed" in their eyes. The young lady was right at the beginning, and those who dared to send their families here to work were hard-hearted. ”

Meng Xilan took the teacup and took a sip, telling her to sit down and not be busy: "A penny is difficult for a hero." Although we have not been worried about the money, we also know that it is not easy. ”

Zhulu lowered her head and fiddled with the abacus, and said half-loudly: "Miss, it is not easy for you to come to this point. On such a day, I don't know when it's a ......" She was halfway through her words, and when she looked up, she saw Meng Xilan supporting her head with one hand, her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep.

Zhulu shook her head helplessly, hurriedly put a cloak on her lightly, and went out quietly.

The candlelight was shining, Meng Xilan had a dream in a trance, in the dream, she was dressed in white filial piety, and there were coffins all around. Just as she was shocked, a dark wind blew behind her, blowing out the candle in front of her, the candlelight was gone, and her dream was awake.

Meng Xilan took a deep breath, only to feel that she was really tired. In the midst of danger, the hardest thing to do is to stay calm, no matter how restrained you are, you will inadvertently get tired and relaxed.

When will such days come to an end? Meng Xilan herself didn't know. Although life is difficult, it must be endured.

Early the next morning, Zhou Youlin felt a little better and used an extra bowl of porridge than usual.

After eating, he didn't seem to plan to rest, so he only said to Meng Xilan: "My brain is a little dull, how about you accompany me to play a game of chess?" ”

Meng Xilan didn't refuse, but said: "My chess skills are mediocre, the prince has to let me do more, otherwise, I will lose in a while." ”

Zhou Youlin just smiled silently when he heard this.

Seeing this, Zhulu hurriedly found out the chessboard that had fallen into dust, wiped it clean and put it away.

Meng Xilan held Bai Zi'er, Zhou Youlin held Hei Zi'er, the two sat facing each other, Zhu Lu was watching the game, and from time to time he gave the two some cakes and replaced them with hot tea.

After half a game, Zhou Youlin held the hand of the chess piece, trembling slightly, Meng Xilan knew that he had no strength when he saw it, and he didn't say anything, but said: "This game of chess, I'm afraid I'm going to lose again, it's better to close the game for the time being, let's play it again tomorrow, let me go back and think about countermeasures." ”

Zhou Youlin looked at his hand, his eyes deepened, and he followed her words and said, "It's okay, Ming'er, you will accompany me again." ”

Meng Xilan didn't appease him, he should have figured it out now, every day he lived was an extra day, he couldn't be discouraged, he just needed to recuperate.

Zhou Youlin lay back on the bed to rest, his eyes were still clear, and he didn't feel sleepy.

Meng Xilan saw that he was only staring at himself with his eyes open, lowered his eyes and said, "Why doesn't the prince sleep?" ”

"Ten of the twelve hours a day I lie in this bed, and I sleep so stupid." Zhou Youlin's tone was a little helpless.

Meng Xilan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Lord Wang, go back and wait for your body to recover, and go out as you want." ”

Zhou Youlin's eyes flashed: "When I'm ready, I'll take you out for a walk." ”

Meng Xilan staggered the topic lightly: "Princess Jianing is still waiting for you to take her to Chunyu." You promised her, but you can't go back......"

"I remember." Zhou Youlin could hear the evasion in her words, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

Spring is in April, and he must go.

Zhulu went out with Meng Xilan, just now she could see it clearly, and the eyes of the prince looking at the young lady were a little unusual. She could see it, how could the young lady not see it. So, don't talk too much, you can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, after all, Miss is the one who is married.

Meng Xilan rubbed her temples, and Zhulu hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Miss?" ”

"I have a little headache, I guess I didn't sleep well."

Zhulu became concerned: "Miss, you haven't been resting well these days, but you have to be careful of yourself." ”

You can see patients everywhere here, and the slightest carelessness is a fatal thing.

Meng Xilan said lightly: "With Lord Jiao's decoction, I will be fine." ”

Zhulu was still worried, so she hurriedly sent her to rest in the tent, covered her with a quilt, and advised: "Miss should be for the sake of the slave maid's peace of mind, and sleep steadily." ”

Meng Xilan saw that she was worried, so she nodded in response.

I thought I couldn't sleep, but who knows, with the fatigue of a headache, I really fell asleep. I slept for a long time and was tired. When she opened her eyes again, her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and they were so heavy that people couldn't open them.

Meng Xilan looked hard, and saw that there were several people standing next to the bed, the candlelight was dim, she couldn't see the faces of those people clearly, she could only hear someone talking: "Master, are you awake...... Where are you uncomfortable? ”

Meng Xilan carefully identified it and knew that the person who spoke was Zhu Lu, and she seemed to be crying?

"Zhulu, I have a headache, you go and call Master Jiao." Meng Xilan slowly opened her mouth.

Who knew that in the next second, Jiao Changqing's big palm had covered her forehead, probed her temperature, and said with a gaze: "Princess, you are sick." ”

At this time, in this kind of place, hearing the word "sick" is the most frightening.

Meng Xilan was silent for a while when she heard this, she turned her head, didn't look at everyone's faces, and said quietly: "Is it the epidemic?" ”

Jiao Changqing's eyes darkened, and he only replied to her with one word: "Yes." ”

Meng Xilan's hand holding the quilt tightened slightly, but then let go: "Then please trouble the adults to heal me well." ”

Before she left the palace, she thought that she would have such a day, not to mention, she knew it in her heart when she saw so many people dying of illness every day. Moreover, she brought it all upon herself.

Jiao Changqing's face was not just heavy, he felt sorry for her, and he hated his uselessness.

"Wechen...... Wechen must do his best......" He spoke for the first time, and even he didn't know what he was panicking about. Are you afraid that you won't be able to cure her, or are you afraid of losing her?

Meng Xilanfu turned her head to look at him again, her eyes were gentle, not impatient: "My lord, please save my life, I will go back to the palace to worship you as a teacher." ”

Jiao Changqing took a deep breath, just nodded, and stopped talking.

Zhulu next to her already had red eyes.

Meng Xilan looked at her and said, "Don't cry, it's unlucky, I'm fine." ”

Hearing this, Zhulu hurriedly wiped her eyes, and squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Yes, Miss will be fine, the slave doesn't cry." ”

Meng Xizhao stood in a corner and didn't speak for a long time, but Meng Xilan took the lead in calling him: "Don't tell my father and second brother about my illness, so as not to worry them." ”

"How long do you think you'll be able to hide it?" Meng Xizhao clenched his fists: "It's only three days at most......"

"Three days is three days." Meng Xilan said quietly.

For them, a quiet day can be one more day.

Meng Xizhao frowned: "Lan'er, what are you going to do?" ”

Meng Xilan smiled slightly: "Brother, don't worry, Lord Yan won't accept my life, I'm not afraid." ”

God wants her to live again, how can he let her die so easily......

Meng Xilan is not weak in the boudoir, but she has been overworked recently and her body is weak, so she will be infected with illness.

Every morning and evening, Jiao Changqing would come over to personally diagnose her pulse.

The most difficult thing to treat is the high fever.

Meng Xilan's fever symptoms are not serious, indicating that her condition is not too bad, but if the root of the disease is not eliminated one day, the evil qi will enter the body, and her body will become weaker and weaker. At that point, once she has another high fever, it will be extremely dangerous.

Although Meng Xilan was sick, her mind was not confused, and she knew that Jiao Changqing's heart was anxious.

His face became more and more ugly, his brows became deeper and deeper, and the darkness flashed in his eyes, and he no longer had the confidence and calmness he had before.

If he keeps doing this, the next person who can't survive will be him.

"My lord......" When he got up and wanted to leave, Meng Xilan called him softly.

Jiao Changqing thought that she was uncomfortable, so she hurriedly leaned over to check and asked softly, "What does the princess command?" ”

Meng Xilan said softly: "How long have you not rested?" ”

Jiao Changqing was stunned when he heard this, and looked down at her, he was so close to her, close enough to see her long eyelashes and bright eyes.

"The life of the prince, my life, the life of my father and brother, and the lives of hundreds of soldiers are all tied to the body of the adult, so the adult must not have anything to do." Meng Xilan whispered, reaching out and pulling his cuffs, "Adults, go and take a rest, I don't want to see the red eyes of adults again." ”

Jiao Changqing nodded, "Weichen obeys." ”

When Meng Xilan heard this, she still didn't let go of his cuffs, and then asked again: "How is the prince today?" ”

"The prince's body has recovered, and he has been able to walk on the ground for half an hour today. The prince has always wanted to visit the princess, but Weichen didn't allow it. ”

Jiao Changqing replied lightly.

In fact, when he learned that Meng Xilan was ill, Zhou Youlin was already furious. Although he didn't have much strength, he still grabbed Jiao Changqing's collar and said viciously: "If something happens to the princess, this king wants to make your Jiao family more than dead." ”

That vicious and anxious look is like a demonic barrier.

Meng Xilan slowly let go of her hand: "Don't let him come." ”

Since he has a momentum for the better, he should recuperate steadily. In this way, he can return to the palace as soon as possible......

Meng Xilan had already thought about it, if she really couldn't survive this hurdle. Her last wish is only two things, the first thing is to ask Zhou Youlin to help her get rid of Zhou Shili, no matter what method is used, even if she dies, she will drag him to die together. The second thing is to ask the eldest brother to bring a message to his grandmother, and let the grandmother marry Meng Xiyue as soon as possible, the farther away the better, so that she can stay away from the Meng family completely.