In a daze, Qingyunjue's arms seemed to be holding a stove, which made her uncomfortable, so she couldn't help but push it out, but it was a soft ball, and in the chaos, she touched and touched it curiously.

Suddenly, she sat up suddenly, and the candle in the room was about to burn out, and the candle flame jumped and brought a dim light, hitting Doubao's pale and colorless face, and the boy was already foaming at the mouth.

"Plain clothes! Plain clothes! Her screams pierced the silence of the small courtyard, only to hear a "bang" The door was kicked open, and the person who rushed in in seconds turned out to be Lin Xuao.

He stayed outside the house all the time, and Qingyun's "used to it" made him unable to leave to sleep.

He drove Suyi to another room to rest, and nestled himself on a stool, staring at the roof with his eyes and thinking about his thoughts, and his ears were not idle, secretly listening to the sound of the inner room.

When Qingyun sat up, he also stood up, and when he heard the first word that Qingyun spit out, he slammed the door without hesitation and hugged Qingyun who was in a panic.

"I'm here, Qingyun, you calm down."

His eyes swept to Doubao in his arms, and his gaze suddenly became cold.

"Give me Doubao." His voice became unstable, and he trembled and reached out to pinch Doubao's middle man.

Soon Su Yi and Jiang Jue also rushed in, and the two of them were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

"Jiang Jie, I don't care what method you use, bring Yanping here immediately."

At this time, Lin Xuao, the whole person has never been so flustered, his eyes are staring at the hot meat dumplings in his arms, the original fleshy little face has completely changed overnight, he wiped off the dirty things spit out by Doubao with his sleeves, his eyes are full of fear, his heart is flustered and can't find any support point, just like when he saw Song Qingyun lying on the bed silently, he was suddenly very afraid that from now on, there will be no Doubao in his world, no Qingyun, will there be any color.

Seeing Lin Xu Ao rushing in for the first time, Qingyun's flustered heart quieted down inexplicably. Although she doesn't understand medicine, after buying Yaoshan, she often flips through some medicine books, coupled with the modern medical knowledge that she retains in the depths of her memory, she feels that Doubao's illness is not so simple.

At first, she thought that the child was not accustomed to the soil and water, and it was normal for her to be tired and sick after more than 30 days of travel, but when she thought about it carefully, she was full of doubts.

Yesterday afternoon, when their carriage stopped on the main street of Liangxian County to rest temporarily, Doubao was still talking and laughing with her, jumping around.

At that time, he pointed to the vendor who was carrying a basket and selling small snacks outside, saying that he wanted to eat the yellow and clear pastries in his basket, and Qingyun was afraid that the things on the street would be unhygienic, so he was not allowed to buy them.

Later, she was called by Lin Xu Ao to go to see the inn where she stayed, leaving Doubao alone in the carriage, and when she came back, Doubao had wiped her mouth in a panic, she saw that the food box in the car was opened, thinking that Doubao ate the pastries inside, so he did not expose him, and when he was carried out of the car, he smelled a faint smell of beans on his lips.

Thinking of this, Qingyun's chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes became cloudy, don't forget, Lin Xuao told her that some people wish that she and Doubao would die, and that Prince Jing would not end well.

It's not that she's making a noise, it's that as a mother, she has to be careful, she has to make a fuss, she has to be suspicious.

Lin Xuao, who was in the midst of grief and fear, suddenly felt a chill beside him, he subconsciously turned his head, and saw Qingyun staring out angrily, he asked in surprise, "Qingyun, what's wrong with you?" ”

I saw Qingyun take a deep breath, turn his head and look at Lin Xuao fixedly, "Doubao must have been poisoned." ”

Lin Xuao's face suddenly became gloomy, and in an instant, the momentum surrounding him became fierce, he never questioned Qingyun's words, and almost blurted out a question, "What did you find?" ”

Qingyun stared at Doubao in his arms, the child was still in a high fever at this time, but fortunately he didn't continue to vomit, "Lord Lin, Doubao should have eaten something yesterday, there is a person selling yellow pastries on the street, and he is the most suspicious." ”

"Suyi!" Lin Xuao almost didn't hesitate, and after giving Su Yi a look, Su Yi understood, went out and gestured to the dead man guarding in the shadows, and soon someone went out to find the person selling pastries.

"Go find some strong liquor and wipe Doubao's body."

Soon Su Yi came with a bottle of wine, and the moment she opened the cork, a rich aroma came to her nose.

Song Qingyun looked up at Lin Xuao, eighty percent of this is the wine he carried, there were many officers and soldiers who came to deliver the letter along the way, and she also saw them carefully holding a bowl and taking a sip of wine, if it wasn't for good wine, how could they be reluctant to drink it in one gulp?

In fact, she guessed half right, the wine is definitely a good wine, looking at the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, no one can get a more mellow and fragrant wine than the "jade wine" treasured by Jingwangfu. The other half of the reason why I didn't guess correctly is because the wine is rewarded by King Jing, and anyone who gets such a bowl of wine can't wait to take this bowl of wine home and worship it in their hearts, how dare they drink it like swallowing dates?

The volatilization of alcohol took away the heat on the body surface, temporarily lowering Doubao's body temperature, and time passed minute by minute, and the only thing Qingyun who was guarding Doubao's side was to lie in his ear and hum a song softly to comfort the weak child.

In the outhouse, the atmosphere was tense and numb, because it was not yet dawn, and the people who were ordered to go out to find the people selling pastries could only knock on the door to look for clues, so no one came to report the latest development, and Lin Xu Ao's face was gloomy and dripping.

Fortunately, Jiang Jue brought Liu Yanping to bring everyone's hearts back into their stomachs.

On the way, Liu Yanping had already heard Jiang Jue say that Doubao was sick, and before he saw the child, his judgment was that it was a disease caused by wind cold or dysentery, but after touching the pulse, his face changed.

"How? Was it poisoned? Lin Xu asked in a deep voice with a tense face.

"Yes, I'm going to give the little master an injection now, please...... Lord Lin took Mrs. Song out to wait. Liu Yanping bowed and said.

"I stay here, it won't hinder Lord Liu's ......" Before Song Qingyun finished speaking, his body was picked up by Lin Xu Ao, and he strode out of the room.

Song Qingyun, who was restless, only felt dizzy, her feet were off the ground, there was wind in her ears, she subconsciously grabbed what she could grasp, and when she came back to her senses, she found that she was already sitting on a chair, and the room was quiet.

This is Lin Xuao's room, Qingyun realized that she was carried out by Lin Xuao, and she didn't care about being ashamed, she asked eagerly, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Qingyun, Yanping is treating Doubao, you can wait here with peace of mind, he will be fine when he comes."

"I just want to stay by Doubao's side, he's my son." Qingyun was a little angry in her heart, hadn't she seen someone heal? When she sold Baiqi to Yang Langzhong, the child who was burned by the oil was lying pitifully on the ground, and she didn't see it.

But when she thought of that scene, her heart was uncomfortable, the child's mother's eyes were red and swollen when she was crying, and she felt sorry for the parents of the world.

Thinking of this, Qingyun glared at him fiercely and walked out, being blocked by Lin Xu Ao at the door, "...... Be obedient, don't look! ”