He Lingyi sat down in front of Zhong Weiwei's bed and watched her face in silence.

Compared with when she was in Cangshan before, she lost a lot of weight, and her face was no longer as round and rosy as it was at the beginning.

Long, sparse eyelashes cover the eyelids, and below the sockets is a thick blue shadow.

The beautifully shaped lips were not bloody, but tinged with the blue-gray of impending death.

She was so worried that she was so bad that she almost died.

He Rongyi gently lifted the quilt and held Zhong Weiwei's hand in her palm.

Her hands are extremely good, her flesh and bones are even, slender and graceful, and her complexion is white, and she is naturally the hands of a tea master, and she is born to eat this bowl of rice.

However, at this moment, the hand in his palm was full of bones and cold.

This is the appearance of a terminal illness.

If she does not receive timely treatment, she will become weaker and weaker, even exhausted, unrecognizable, unable to move an inch, and die in front of him one morning or night.

He had the prescription given by Mu Xi, and there were several medicines on it that had long been extinct, and it was very likely that he could not find it.

Although the reluctantly formulated medicine can alleviate Zhong Weiwei's symptoms, it cannot cure it completely.

It's all because she followed Chonghua, and it's all because she entered that palace that she had such a hard time.

If she loved him and had been with him, she shouldn't have suffered this torture.

He Lingyi buried her head deep in Zhong Weiwei's palm, wanting to cry without tears.

She was supposed to be his wife, but if he wanted to talk to her, he could only use the banner of being an eldest brother like a father and a great duke.

also has to pretend that she is suave and confidante all over the world, so that she can let down her guard and smile at him like a flower.

Xiaotang came over with hot water, and suddenly saw this scene, so frightened that she quickly turned around and blocked the door, sent the little girl who accompanied her away, and then guarded the door for them, for fear that it would be difficult to explain if she was seen.

When He Lingyi heard the movement, she immediately raised her head and put Zhong Weiwei's hand back into the quilt.

Clearing his throat, he said lightly, "Come in." ”

Xiaotang went in with a basin of water, and said a little nervously: "He Ye, I want to wipe the girl's body to cool down, can you please avoid it." ”

was originally worried that He Lingyi would refuse, but He Lingyi nodded very dryly, got up and went out.

I couldn't take two steps, stopped, tilted my head slightly, and whispered: "Since she has left the place where people are eaten, I don't want her to have anything to do with those people and things anymore."

As you can see, she is now sick to death, and if you really want her good, don't say a word about what you shouldn't say. ”

His tone was very calm and gentle, and his expression was always gentle and polite, but Xiaotang broke out in a cold sweat for no reason.

She said stiffly: "Yes, don't worry, the slave knows the severity." ”

Thinking that Zhong Weiwei was seriously ill, Zhong Yuan was naïve and ignorant, and he had no ability, so he would have to rely on He Lingyi in the future.

Then he said: "When the girl left the palace, she originally made up her mind to rely on He Ye. She also said to the slave maid before, the eldest brother is like a father, she respects He Ye from the bottom of her heart, and treats you as her own brother. ”

He Lingyi's expression was slightly cold, and he sneered: "Are you using words to force me?" You have been in the palace for all these years, and you have really experienced it. ”

It sounded like all good words, and when he touched it carefully, it was all a warning and hint at him, Zhong Weiwei only treated him as a brother, she respected and loved him, and hoped that he would not do anything he shouldn't do.

Xiaotang saluted respectfully: "He Ye misunderstood, the slave is stupid and can't speak." It's just because you just said that the girl is not lightly ill, and if you want her to be well, don't make her unhappy.

Therefore, the slave and maid think of where to talk about it, and if there is something offended, please don't blame Master He. ”

"You're good." He Lingyi said coldly: "She burned too much, her limbs were already cold, what she had to do at this moment was to keep warm, not cool down." You go to bed and sleep with her in your arms. ”

After that, he stopped talking, turned around neatly, and strode away.

It's scary.

Xiao Tang breathed a long sigh of relief, and his back, which had been straight just now, suddenly relaxed.

Busy putting the hot water away, closing the door tightly, lying down next to Zhong Weiwei, holding her in his arms, covering her hands, feet and limbs.

I don't know if the bowl of medicine brought by He Lingyi worked, or Xiaotang used his body to keep warm.

Half an hour later, Zhong Weiwei's limbs began to warm up, and his face gradually became a little bloody, which was not so ugly.

Xiaotang breathed a sigh of relief, jumped out of bed, wiped her body, changed into clean clothes, and the sky was already bright.

Just as he was about to wake up Zhong Hao and ask him to go to the kitchen to ask someone to make a bowl of porridge, He Lingyi had already knocked on the door.

A bowl of piping hot millet porridge with a few refreshing hors d'oeuvres.

There was also a bowl of hot soup, all neatly placed on the tray.

The corners of He Lingyi's originally dusty clothes were stained with charcoal ash, her hair, which had always been meticulous, was a little messy, and her face was even more lingering tired.

Apparently I hadn't slept all night, and I was all busy in the kitchen.

Xiaotang was very embarrassed, although she didn't show favor to her, but she felt that she was with Zhong Weiwei.

Such a good and thoughtful way makes people feel too heavy, deserved it, and cannot be repaid.

She still felt embarrassed, let alone the girl herself, so it was better for her to do this wicked person for the girl.

Xiaotang coughed lowly, rubbed his hands and said, "He Ye doesn't know, what the girl hates most in her life is eating porridge." So this, this ......"

He Lingyi didn't see embarrassment and anger, took the medicine bowl, and handed over all the other porridge dishes:

"There is also chicken soup and other food in the kitchen, you bring this back, and bring the chicken soup and other food, and I will feed her medicine."

Zhong Weiwei was seriously ill, and it was difficult to feed the medicine......

Xiaotang thought that if he was not there, He Lingyi would be like this, and suddenly shivered.

She raised her head, looked at He Lingyi very firmly, and said boldly: "Although the eldest brother is like a father, there is always a difference between men and women.

Men take care of the sick, and women are not considerate and meticulous. The slave maid is used to serving the girl, and her preference is best known to the slave maid.

Let's let the slave maid feed the medicine, and please ask He Ye to go to the kitchen again. ”

He Lingyi's eyes instantly became angry, but his smile became more and more gentle: "You are right. You have a point. ”

Xiaotang stiffened his neck and said in a deep voice: "The girl treats me well, even if I die, I don't want her to be unhappy, and I don't want her to regret and be sad." ”

He Lingyi looked at her silently, Xiaotang didn't look at him, saluted silently, took the medicine bowl in his hand, walked towards Zhong Weiwei, and shouted in a low voice: "Girl, get up and take medicine." ”

After screaming about seven or eight times, Zhong Weiwei finally opened his eyes with difficulty and struggled to get up: "What time is it?" (To be continued.) )