When she woke up again, she had a wet handkerchief on her forehead, and there was a strong smell of herbs in the room.

"Madame, are you feeling better?"

"Suyi, where's Doubao?" She reached out and touched the side, the bed was cold and empty.

"Madam, the prince came over last night, and Young Master Doubao is by his side now."

Rajah?

Qingyun thought of the noble man in Xuanyi standing downstairs, she knew that the person who came was Lord Jing, so she wanted to have the courage to go over and take a look, no matter how she did her psychological construction, she couldn't open her legs, and then she was too frightened and scared herself sick.

Bah, shame on him, can he still kill himself?

Thinking of this, Qingyun's eyes turned even redder, and he struggled to sit up, realizing that he still had several silver needles tied to the back of his hand.

"Suyi, please go and bring Doubao over, I want to see him."

"Madam, you are suffering from a cold, and the prince is afraid of infecting the little master, so he asked the lady to take care of her body first."

Qingyun's heart began to panic, she was in pain now and couldn't use any strength, but if she didn't do something, her bean treasure would be snatched away.

"Madame, what are you going to do?" Su Yi didn't expect Qingyun to suddenly pull out all the silver needles, because the method was inappropriate, some pierced her blood vessels, and when the back of her hand was raised, blood also flew out.

With a "poof" she rolled off the bed, and Qingyun, who didn't know what the pain was, wanted to stand up in embarrassment.

"Suyi, Doubao is mine, I'm his mother, I want to see him."

"Madam, calm down, you are suffering from a cold now, the little master was sick again a few days ago, when his body is weak, it is easy to be infected, you don't want Doubao to be sick, right?"

Qingyun still looked at her with a confused look, Suyi helped her up, covered the quilt and lay down, "Madam, you take care of your illness, the prince will not take the little young master away." ”

Qingyun couldn't listen to any words, at this time she was sweating profusely and fell into chaos, her clothes were wet as if she had just been fished out of the water, Suyi's hand touched her back, and she was startled by the sudden sweat, she hurriedly ran to the next room and called Liu Yanping.

The man in Xuanyi who was sitting at the top looked up, with a trace of hesitation and worry in his eyes, and Suyi strode over and said something quickly in Mu Qingao's ear.

In an instant, the man's eyes became extremely sharp, and the green tendons in his big hand, which were slightly rough, suddenly raised his feet and walked out, "Yanping, if you can't cure Qingyun today, you can go home and retire!" ”

Qingyun slept groggily for three days, her high fever did not go away for three days, Liu Yanping exhausted all means, and finally prepared to pack her luggage and go back to Shu to retire, Song Qingyun woke up at a critical time.

The first thing she said when she opened her eyes was to ask where Doubao was, and soon Suyi hugged Doubao over, the kid knew that his mother was sick, and he didn't like to eat for the past three days, and he lost two taels of meat on his body, and his big watery eyes were bigger.

"Mother, are you better?" Doubao will say more and more, and he will become more and more preoccupied.

He and Mu Qingao got along for three days, and his feelings for him didn't seem to be as strong as when he pretended to be Lin Xuao, which Mu Qingao also noticed and asked him, he was too young to speak, so the father and son got along very differently.

Su Yi was called out to Mu Qingao alone in the room, he had only been away for ten days, but he felt separated from Qingyun for several months.

During this period, he also thought a lot, and the happiness that was originally at his fingertips became unattainable because of his identity, which made him very angry, and remembered Song Qingyun's determination when he questioned him with a cold face, and his heart trembled.

"Lord Wang?" Su Yi came in for a long time, and when she saw King Jing frowning and stunned, she couldn't help but remind her.

Mu Qingao came back to his senses.

The long eyelashes stirred a few times, and a trace of sadness flashed in the lowered eyes.

"Suyi, what has Madame been doing these days?"

"Back to the prince, since you left, the amount of food ...... Madame"

The amount of food is long, if you tell the truth, will it hurt the prince's heart? According to normal thinking, Madame should not be able to eat.

"She's fat." Mu Qingao immediately added, and a smile slowly appeared in his eyes, a bitter smile.

"This ...... It is very likely to be edema, after all, the water and soil in the northwest are not as good as those in Yuxian. Su Yi was very satisfied with her wit, and she believed it herself.

"Well, that's right."

Then the master and servant fell into silence, and Mu Qingao's thoughts flew away again, and his eyes became empty.

Su Yi secretly looked at Mu Qingao's shallow expressionless face, and her heart was full of thoughts, she searched for Song Qingyun's movements in the past few days, and suddenly thought of her and Jiang Duel, Liu Yanping was wearing a sheepskin jacket alone, and the whole person was not good.

The angry Liu Yanping wore that sheepskin jacket when he slept, so it was strange that the prince didn't know.

At this time, you must not say the wrong thing, but the prince and his wife are in such a stalemate, and they are also uncomfortable.

"Lord, Madame bought some skins at the market a few days ago......"

Mu Qingao retracted his eyes and looked at her fixedly.

Su Yi pursed her lips and said with determination, "Madame made three sheepskin jackets, Jiang and I have ...... with Master Liu."

Speaking of this, she secretly lifted her eyelids to glance at Qing Ao, and found that he still had an ancient expression, and his heart was cold, and the tone of his speech was a little unstable.

"Madame also bought a wolf skin, I saw that she wanted to make a cushion...... "I can't weave it, Su Yi has never been so nervous, that wolf skin is under the bed where Song Qingyun is sleeping, who knows if she wants to give it to the prince?"

Su Yi knelt on the ground with a white face and "poof", which startled Mu Qingao, he calmed down, opened his mouth and said, "You go!" ”

Wolf skin? Unconsciously, Mu Qingao's lips pursed a smile, a warm smile.

At the beginning, he killed the wolf king who came to attack Song Qingyun in Liujia Village, and the corpse was resisted by Liu Xigui's father and son.

This woman, no matter where she goes, thinks about her money bag, and does not receive any gifts from her, although she is a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, he and her will meet every day for the rest of the time, and Mu Qingao's heart is also better.

So King Jing, who had been depressed for less than half a day, decided to go and see the woman in the next room, but when he went in, he found that Song Qingyun was still asleep.

"What's going on? Haven't you woken up yet? ”

Mu Qingao's eyes glanced at Doubao who was sitting in the bed playing with sandbags, and the kid's originally cracked mouth suddenly closed, and he looked back at him with a serious face.

So Mu Qingao's heart began to feel uncomfortable again, he came this time, and his son was not close to him.

"Lord Wang, the medicine taken by Madame has the effect of hypnotizing and requieming, I'm afraid it will take a few days to recover."

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