Holding the Linglong ball again and not speaking, Zhong Xinran didn't force him, got up with a smile, and pretended to leave.

finally spoke again, and whispered, "Senior aunt, you teach me." ”

Zhong Xinran's heart was overjoyed, he took the Linglong ball, and quietly pressed the mechanism as usual, and the fragrance that was so faint that he could barely smell it wafted out again.

She deftly fiddled with the delicate ball, and deliberately softened her voice: "Your Highness, look, you have to do this......

He stared at her hand again, and then unconsciously raised his head and met her.

Zhong Xinran's eyes darkened again, and she stared intently into Youyou's eyes, repeating what she had said yesterday very lightly.

His lips twitched again, and he repeated her words blankly and silently, over and over again.

The two of them squatted on the ground to play, their heads half-hung from beginning to end, Zhong Weiwei, Qingying and others were on the side, but when they were playing Linglong Ball, they didn't notice what was happening at all.

It wasn't until Lu Chun came over to make trouble that Zhong Xinran stopped and stood aside obediently.

Another agitated spirit came to his senses, glanced at Zhong Xinran timidly, reluctantly said a perfunctory sentence to Lu Chun, threw the Linglong ball to the ground, and ran into Zhong Weiwei's arms:

"Aunt Wei, I'm not feeling well, I have a headache, and I want to go back."

Zhong Weiwei saw that his face was really not good-looking, and immediately took him to leave: "Let's go first." ”

Lying in Xiaotang's arms again, he peeked at Zhong Xinran from Xiaotang's shoulder, Zhong Xinran greeted him with a smile: "Your Highness will come to play again when you have time." ”

He lowered his eyes quickly, not daring to look at her again.

Until he arrived at the Qingxin Palace, he still had no spirit, Zhong Weiwei was not at ease, and asked people to ask the imperial doctor to come and see.

The imperial doctor also said that it was nothing, and prescribed a soothing medicine to let him recuperate.

took the medicine again, was drowsy, took Zhong Weiwei's hand and asked her in a whisper: "Aunt Wei, if my aunt comes back, will you hate her?" ”

Zhong Weiwei said strangely: "How can you ask like that?" ”

He lowered his eyes again, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Zhong Weiwei was silent for a moment and said, "If your aunt comes back, that's good, and someone will take care of her in the future, so Aunt Wei won't hate her." ”

He said again: "Is it that my aunt is back, and you won't care about me anymore?" ”

Zhong Weiwei laughed softly: "Under normal circumstances, mothers always love their children the most. When the time comes, it's not that Aunt Wei doesn't care about you, but that she has no position to care about you. ”

He frowned again, and closed his eyes and slept with a heavy heart.

Because Zhong Weiwei didn't go to Fangdi Pavilion and didn't send anyone to go, Chen Shaoming and others sent a few silk albums in, writing about their respective experiences in the tea ceremony.

She took these silk books, sat on the edge of the bed and read them, and had a new understanding.

They communicated with her before, although they were also attentive, but they also had reservations, and this time it was probably because she handed in the bottom first, so these silk albums were written very carefully.

She watched intently and quickly immersed herself in the world of the tea ceremony.

Suddenly, he shouted again: "A-Niang! Mother! Don't go, don't go! ”

Zhong Weiwei was awakened and raised his eyes to look, only to see that his eyes were closed tightly, his hands were clutched in the air, his face was full of tears, and he was crying hoarsely with his mouth open.

Zhong Weiwei hurriedly threw away the silk book, grabbed his hand and coaxed him in a low voice: "Shhh, Aunt Wei is here, Aunt Wei is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"

After struggling for a while, he closed his eyes and continued to sleep, as if he had been caught in a nightmare.

Qingying, Aunt Qian and the others all came in when they heard the voice, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but glance at each other in unison, with solemn expressions.

Zhong Weiwei put Youyou's hand into the quilt and asked Qingying softly, "Did Your Highness sleep soundly last night?" ”

Qingying said: "It's okay, I slept very deeply." ”

Zhong Weiwei thought about it, and in the past two days, she had only followed her to Tianji Pavilion and Changyang Palace, and she also stared at Youyou at any time, and she didn't find anything wrong.

Since she is uncomfortable again, she will not take it with her tomorrow and go out again.

Chonghua got the news and took the time to come back and see again.

Zhong Weiwei told what happened, and said deliberately: "I guess I dreamed of his mother, ask me if his aunt is back, and I won't care about him anymore." ”

Chonghua didn't expect her to suddenly mention this at such a time, her eyelids jumped, and a bad premonition arose.

He frowned: "I said earlier that his aunt is dead, children love to be cranky, do you take it seriously?" ”

Zhong Weiwei said: "No, just talk about it." ”

Chonghua was very busy and couldn't stay for a long time, so he rubbed her forehead: "Good, don't make trouble, I still have something to do, go first, and come back early in the evening to accompany you to dinner." ”

Zhong Weiwei said lightly: "Oh." ”

Chonghua felt that she was a little cold, but he only thought that she was awkward.

I wanted to explain two sentences, but I felt that I couldn't explain this matter for a while, so it was better to let it go first, maybe she would figure it out by herself after a while, so she sighed and turned to leave.

Zhong Weiwei continued to pick up the silk album sent by Chen Shaoming to read, Xiaotang had been worried that she would lose her temper and be unhappy, but seeing her so calm, it was a little strange: "So calm? ”

"Or else? Could it be that if I sulk and lose my temper, Your Majesty will tell me the truth? He didn't even want to say it when it was like that, and he won't say it now. ”

Zhong Weiwei turned her back and continued to read her book.

Soon, the news that the emperor's eldest son was unwell spread out, and people from all palaces came to visit, and Hu Zizhi came over in person.

Zhong Weiwei was sleepy and tired, and she really couldn't hold on, so she simply asked Hu Zizhi to guard and rest for her.

This situation fell in the eyes of Aunt Qian and others, that is, she was angry and awkward with Chonghua for the sake of Youyou's biological mother.

No one could get involved in this, so she had to figure it out on her own.

After sleeping for a long time this time, Hu Zizhi had been instructed by Zhong Weiwei, even if Aunt Qian and others had strange eyes, they always guarded him and did not dare to leave.

Chonghua hurriedly came back, only when Zhong Weiwei was still guarding Youyou, he went to Youyou's room first, Hu Zizhi sat in front of the bed with his back to him, he just thought it was Zhong Weiwei, and said, "Tired, right?" Go and take a break. ”

Hu Zizhi was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Your Majesty." ”

Chonghua saw that it was her, his face sank, and he said lightly: "Why are you here?" ”

Hu Zizhi saw that his expression was not good-looking, and his whole body stiffened with fright, and hurriedly explained: "The concubine heard that the eldest son of the emperor was sick, came to take a look, Xiao Zhong said that she was not feeling well, and asked the concubine to take care of the eldest son of the emperor for her, and she went to rest for a while......"

First of all, Lai didn't leave Xicui Palace last night, so he had to pick her up, forcing him to eat with Lu Chun, and today Hu Zizhi sat in Youyou's room waiting for him......

When what is he?!

Chonghua kicked over the flower stand next to him and strode towards the dormitory: "Zhong Weiwei! You come out! (To be continued.) )