Zifei first went to Xuande Hall to report to Mo Lan, Mo Lan saw Zi Fei, and finally fell a big stone in his heart, and told her to go back to wash and eat well, and after talking for a while, the two separated.

Tomorrow is the Keju race, more and more nervous and busy, Mo Lan only returned to his residence after the time of the lamp, and saw someone standing under the porch, and when he got closer, it was Aunt Qing. She was unhappy, so she didn't see it, opened the door, and ate steamed buns at night. Aunt Qing entered the door without permission and knelt on the ground.

Mo Lan put down his chopsticks and said impatiently: "Aunt Qing, why are you so troubled?" ”

Aunt Qing shed tears and cried: "If the lady doesn't agree, I will kneel here for a long time and never get up." ”

Mo Lanbo said angrily: "If you don't go, then I'll go." As he spoke, he put away the dishes and chopsticks and walked out the door.

Aunt Qing saw that she was really leaving, so she hurriedly got up and chased out, Xu was in a hurry, and there were many mosses growing on the steps, and she slipped under her feet and fell into the rain gutter under the eaves.

Moran was startled when he heard the noise, and hurried over to help her.

Aunt Qing stood up with a limp, grinning in pain, Moran asked her to go back to the house to rest, but she only said; "Girl, can you help me once?" Mo Lan persuaded: "Aunt Qing is so entangled, it is better to find another way." Aunt Qing knew that there was no hope, her heart was dead, and she didn't let anyone help her, so she limped into her house.

When Mo Lan washed his face and poured water into the courtyard, he saw Aunt Qing walking out of the courtyard gate with a limp in her hand, and she should have gone to see Concubine Li. She walked very slowly, just now she thought that she had fallen hard, and she had to take a break after walking a few steps, and walked from the room to the gate of the courtyard, but she walked for a tea time when she walked only a hundred steps on weekdays.

Moran felt sorry for a while, put the basin, walked over and said with concern: "The pain is like this, and I don't lie down on the bed to recuperate." Aunt Qing's face was expressionless, and she said sadly: "Here are a few packets of herbs, I finally got them." The concubine caught a cold the day before yesterday, had a fever, and could barely get up from the bed. She has been suffering from illness for many years, and she has been relying on this decoction to save a breath of energy, if this breath is broken......" said, almost crying.

In the past few days, Aunt Qing has tried her best to please Mo Lan, either leaving a few pieces of sugar cake, or fetching hot water to send it over. She is such a loyal servant, she does not compete for honor, and she has respected her master for more than ten years, even if she is an ordinary person, it is rare. What's more, it's in such a turbulent place as the Forbidden Palace.

Moran is by no means a hard-hearted person, and said sincerely: "I'll help you deliver it." ”

Aunt Qing still didn't believe it, and glared at her cloudy eyes and said, "Why are you willing to help me again at this time?" Moran helped her into the room and said, "I don't help you present your headscarf because it's not in accordance with the rules, and if something happens to the official family, no one can afford it." Besides, the concubine can still be presented to the queen mother, so why bother me? Now, the concubine is sick, and people's lives are at stake, how can I see death and not save it? One pile is one pile, one yard is one yard. ”

It was late at night, and Moran had to trot through the corridors and alleys, and when he arrived at Hualuo Hall, he still looked dilapidated. She hurried through the barren meadow, pushed open the small door, and saw the concubine lying on the bed with a dying breath, and her face was full of surprise when she saw her coming.

Mo Lan bowed respectfully, told Aunt Qing what he had been entrusted by, and found half-hot water from the side house to help the concubine wash up. She carried the medicine to a side hall of the Buddhist hall not far from the hut, where a concubine lived, and she finally found a palace attendant to serve. He took out a few strings of iron money from his arms and instructed the palace people: "Concubine Li is sick, you can fry these medicines and send them over." If there is anything, take good care of it, and I will come over tomorrow night, and I will give you another ingot of silver when the time comes. ”

The palace people heard that there was silver to take, how could there be anything that should not be, "Although the lady can rest assured, everything is wrapped in the old slave." ”

On the second day, at the beginning of the day, the moon was still high in the night sky, and the sky was full of stars. The lanterns are hung high in various places due to the Keju competition, and they are as bright as day. When the tables, chairs, tents, flowers, drums and other things are neatly arranged, the sky is gradually brightening. For a while, the lanterns were removed, and the ring cakes, pork and mutton, jujube towers, fruits and other plates were put on the plate.

The female musicians of Xianshao Yuan twisted their flexible postures and dressed up in the apse, the officials who beat the drums and judged prepared gongs, pennants and other objects on the field, the palace maids put the same kind of food and wine on the table, the dragon seat of the official family was covered with tiger skins, and various imperial foods were placed in front of the table, and Mo Lan and other palace people assigned to serve in front of the palace re-selected all the imperial objects. At the end of the hour, I saw that the palace people gradually introduced the guests and sat down according to their ranks.