Behind the screen, there is only a silhouette reflected on the screen, the outline is a little cold and hard, not as soft and delicate as Song Yimo, Song Yige has a bottom in his heart.

She suppressed the emotions that had turned over in her heart, and pretended to be calm and walked to the bed with Ling Qing, the man who still had a little blood was now lying on the bed silently, the whole person looked as thin as paper, and his face was extremely bad.

Xu Shengzheng was engrossed in administering needles to him, and the exposed skin was as pale as snow, revealing a feeling of sickness and weakness. Song Yige suddenly felt a kind of heart that couldn't bear to look at it anymore, she turned her head and turned her face, facing the screen splashed with ink: "Sister-in-law, let's go outside and wait first." ”

Ling Qing is an assertive, but as soon as she touched Song Yimo's matter, those usual opinions disappeared, and she softly let Song Yige pull her sleeve and led her to the outside.

The maid brewed a pot of green tea and brought it to the brim.

The shallow fragrance of tea spread on the tip of her nose, the tea soup was clear and translucent, her calm and calm appearance seemed to infect Ling Qing, she slowly sank down, and learned from Song Yige's example, brought the tea over and lowered her head and took a sip.

The hot tea was tasteless, just like white water, and the irritability that had been pressed in her heart rose again, and her small hand resting on the coffee table was clenched, and the whole person was almost caged under the dark clouds.

Song Yige held her hand and said softly: "Little sister-in-law, my brother's body has always been like this, he has survived like this for so many years, and this time it will still be fine." ”

Ling Qing also understood that she meant well, she nodded sadly, but she never said a word.

From the time Song Yige saw her, Ling Qing was like this, not speaking, only nodding or shaking her head. Song Yige felt that he was worried about not only Song Yimo now, but also Ling Qing.

If she doesn't speak, the emotions that have accumulated in her heart will not be able to vent, and even when Song Yimo wakes up, it will be difficult for her to say a word.

Song Yige held her hand tightly and hooked her palm with his fingertips: "Sister-in-law, let me tell you something." ”

Ling Qing raised her eyes and looked at her suspiciously, as if she didn't quite understand, now that Song Yimo had become like this, she didn't have the slightest worry, why was she still talking at this juncture.

Although she was full of doubts, Ling Qing didn't ask the first half of the question, and quietly listened to Song Yige's words.

Song Yige whispered: "The matter of my brother's serious illness must not be spread to places outside Qingfeng Courtyard, can my sister-in-law understand?" ”

Ling Qing frowned in confusion, and finally said the first sentence of the day: "Why?" Emo is so sick that we need to grab medicine. ”

"It's an extraordinary time, if my brother falls, I don't know how many people outside covet the position at the feet of the Hou Mansion and my brother, so sister-in-law, remember to cure the maids in Qingfeng Courtyard." Song Yige explained.

Ling Qing said in a trembling voice: "But Ah Mo is sick now, he needs to grab medicine, how can he hide it from the world when the time comes?" ”

Song Yige said: "My brother's body has always been not very good, and it is common to drink tonics, if someone asks, you say that you will grab some tonic medicine for your brother to replenish his body, and my sister-in-law will come down in a few days, and no matter how my brother is, I must get up and go to the lobby to welcome the holy decree." ”

"But where can his current body withstand such a toss?" Ling Qing was worried, her eyes full of tears again.

Song Yige could only pretend not to see: "Sister-in-law, now my father is gone, but the Hou Mansion is still there." ”

Ling Qing didn't know these truths, but if these things happened to others, she could understand and comfort her, but it really happened to her own body, and the pain in it was difficult for others to understand after all.

Perhaps, to them, Song Yimo is a brother, a marquis, and her Ling Qing's husband, but for her, Song Yimo is her life.

If there is no Song Yimo in this world, there will be no Ling Qing.

Song Yige didn't understand Ling Qing's worries, she stretched out her hand and held Ling Qing: "You have to believe in Imperial Doctor Xu's medical skills, my brother will definitely turn the corner." ”

"These days, the affairs of the house are still handled by me, you can take care of your brother with peace of mind, if you need anything, you can send someone to Huixue Courtyard to give me a sound."

Ling Qing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand: "Thank you sister for your compassion." ”

"He's my brother, too." Song Yige said in a low voice.

Luzhu came at this time, she stood in front of her quite embarrassed, her footsteps kept spinning in place, and when Song Yige came over, Luzhu was relieved.

Song Yige raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?" ”

Lu Zhu blessed her body, and hurriedly said: "Girl, the eldest girl of Ling Mansion is here." ”

Ling Yue? Song Yige blinked, speaking of which, she hadn't seen this big sister for a long time, she subconsciously looked sideways at Ling Qing, and when she saw that she was still sitting there wiping her tears, she was about to say something when she paused, and said, "Big sister is here, I'll go out to pick her up, and it's more troublesome for my sister-in-law to watch here." ”

Even if she hadn't seen her for a while, Ling Yue's demeanor was still the same, even though she tried her best to smile gently, pretending to be gentle and virtuous, but her raised eyebrows made her bring out a bit of awe-inspiring arrogance.

When Song Yige passed, Ling Yue was standing at the shadow wall, talking to the maid beside her in a low voice, and after hearing the footsteps, she raised her eyes and smiled at her.

Song Yige naturally held her hand: "Why did the big sister think that this time came?" ”

"I have something to talk to you about." Ling Yue quietly held her hand, with a bit of mystery, and pulled her towards the Huixue Courtyard.

Where did Song Yige know what kind of medicine was sold in Ling Yue's gourd, so he naturally followed her obediently.

Halfway through, the autumn wind rose, and the yellow leaves fell from the branches.

Ling Yue looked up for a while, and suddenly there was a confused sentence: "Actually, I really don't like autumn very much." ”

"Big sister, what do you mean by that?" Although Song Yige really wanted to connect the cause and effect, and then guess the meaning of Ling Yue's words, but in the end, her brain was limited, and she really couldn't think of some things, so she could only ask with a blank eye.

Ling Yue raised her head and rubbed the top of her head, but she was still careful not to finish her bun: "You're just an outsider." ”

"Big sister?" Song Yige frowned here, she always felt that Ling Yue seemed to be talking today, which was very metaphysical.

The two entered the house one after the other, Ling Yue was not polite to Song Yige, and after taking off her shoes, she went to the Luohan bed and sat down, and asked the maid in the yard to boil a bowl of lily white fungus soup.

According to her, it is to extinguish the fire and relieve the fever.

Song Yige looked down at the brazier at his feet and the hand stove in his hand: "Big sister, it's not too hot these days." ”

After Ling Yue sat down, she said slowly: "A few days ago, my uncle passed away suddenly, and I was fasting in another temple because I missed the day of my uncle's funeral. ”

"It's okay, my father's death caught us off guard, and we didn't even prepare for the funeral, so we were buried in a hurry." Speaking of this, Song Yige lowered his head and hid the unfluctuating emotions in his eyes.

Ling Yue looked at Song Yige fixedly for a while, and then mustered up the courage to take Song Yige's hand: "Yige, I have something I want to tell you today, but I don't know if you are willing to give me such a chance?" ”

When Song Yige heard this, he raised his eyes curiously and looked Ling Yue up and down: "Big sister, how can you and I ever speak so politely?" ”

"It's not that I'm too polite, but it's really because what I said is completely nonsense, I'm afraid you won't believe it." Ling Yue said softly, but her eyes were full of pleading and looked at Song Yige.

Song Yige was looked at by her eyes, and the whole person nodded uncontrollably: "Big sister, please say it." ”

"That's a ridiculous thing." Ling Yue said, uncomfortably reaching out and grabbing the long hair hanging down from her ear, pinning it behind her ear.

Song Yige listened to it but suddenly became interested, and did not interrupt Ling Yue, who had fallen into her memories, and lowered her head to drink a sip of hot tea, and she should warm her body.

Ling Yue said, "Ge'er, you still remember the first time we met. ”

"Naturally, I remember." Song Yige nodded, and couldn't help but follow her words to recall the first time they met, but before she could think about it all, she heard Ling Yue say again-

"Actually, I was very surprised to see you that day, because before that, I had a dream that you should have died in the winter of that year, and you died on the same day as the girl in the Lin Mansion, that is, Princess Qin."

Song Yige was shocked, and he seemed to have fallen into the abyss in a trance.

Ling Yue didn't notice Song Yige's panic and panic, and continued: "So, when I saw you in the carriage that day, I couldn't help but show favor to you, in fact, the news about me that they circulated in Jinling City before was true or false, in my dream I did not have a very good personality, a big shelf, and a domineering attitude, I now look at myself, I feel a little incredible." ”

Song Yige swallowed a mouthful of saliva, didn't dare to talk, and continued to pour tea on himself desperately.

Ling Yue, who was talking, paused for a moment, and quickly continued: "However, these dreams of mine are intermittent and incomplete, but only one thing is certain, you are no longer there." ”

Song Yige was so excited by her that she reluctantly smiled: "Big sister is really good at joking." ”

When Ling Yue heard it, she didn't say anything, but she just glanced at her meaningfully, that was that glance, but it made Song Yi's singer's feet cold, and she felt that she had nothing to hide in front of her.