Nangong Yan was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, and escorted Lu Yin into the carriage step by step, Lu Yin was wearing a green silk dress, curling Nana, like a fairy.

Yu Qiqi suddenly felt that her eyes were a little sour, she blinked vigorously, and said unhappily: "Detour, let's go to Fan Hualou!" ”

"Yes."

The coachman hurriedly answered.

When Chu Peiyu straddled the horse, he saw the carriage that turned around and went away.

Back in the East Palace, after Nangong Yan sent Lu Yin back, he took out the small crossbow in his sleeve and walked towards Yu Qiqi's Yaoguang Palace, she has always liked these things.

"Your Highness, the crown princess is out."

Who knows, as soon as I got there, I ate a closed door.

"Where did she go?"

In the past few days, he has been busy with the affairs of the inner court, and he has no time to come to see her. Even Green Yin pestered him for several days, and he only had time to accompany her out today.

"This, the crown princess didn't say." Zhao Niang lowered her head and replied carefully. She really didn't say it, and when she came back with tea, she only saw her pulling Ah Jian out.

"Rubbish!"

Nangong Yan's interest disappeared all of a sudden. After a curse, he left outside the door of her temple.

Zhao Niang bowed down and carefully wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead.

"Princess, is this wine strong?"

In the bustling Fan Hualou, Ah Jian opened her mouth to ask Yu Qiqi, she looked at her and took a sip, her face was distorted, and she really didn't dare to speak.

"Stupid note, don't you know if you drink it yourself." She smiled and held the cup to her lips, and Ah Jian grinned, but still declined.

Looking at her like this, Bacheng was already drunk for more than half of the time, and she had only drunk a few glasses.

Ah Jian thought that she suddenly came here because she missed the roast pigeon and sauced beef here, but she didn't eat a few bites of meat and drank alcohol.

The princess and she have never touched wine, and she doesn't know what happened to her today, didn't she just meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Wan Niang on the way back, as for running to Fan Hualou to buy drunk?

The sky is getting darker.

"Hasn't she come back yet?"

This is the third time Nangong Yan asked Chu Peiyu today, Chu Peiyu shook his head, "Back to Your Highness, not yet." He had been waiting for her all day in the Hall of Chenghe.

"Send someone to Proton Mansion to take a look, she's not there." Nangong Yan sat on the bench, and on his cold face, the shadow was stained with a layer of gloom.

"Yes."

Chu Peiyu retreated again.

Look at Grandma, she can't be overwhelmed, she hasn't returned to the palace so late, she is such a stupid person, and the note next to her is also a tendon, if something happens outside, then how can she get it?!

When Nangong Yan was getting more and more angry, Linglong walked in from outside, her face anxious, "Your Highness, our mother is unwell and has been tossing all night." ”

"Then why didn't you come over earlier?!" Nangong Yan immediately stood up from the bench, and her voice was like adding fuel to the fire.

"The slave maid wanted to come over, but she was stopped by the mother, she said Your Highness, you are busy with affairs, and her physical discomfort is a trivial matter, so she can't bother you." Linglong knelt on the ground, choked up.

After hearing what she said, Nangong Yan's eyebrows and eyes were anxious, and he hurriedly walked out of the hall after flicking his sleeves.

Lu Yin was lying on the couch, her face was twisted into a piece of white paper, there was no trace of blood, she covered her heart, her brows tightly twisted.

"Wan Niang." Nangong Yan ran over and hugged her into his arms, "Where's the Imperial Doctor?!" He yelled at the palace people who were standing.

"Your Highness, don't be busy, the concubine's illness is just an old disease, endure it, endure it and it will pass, it won't get in the way."

Midori opened her eyes and stopped him.

"Old diseases?"

Nangong Yan frowned, how could he not know that she was suffering from an old disease.

"Since the mother slipped the fetus, she often has angina pectoris, and she has seen the doctor a few times, but the prescriptions are all the same, only saying that the disease can only be relieved by drinking medicine, and cannot be cured. Niangniang, she is afraid that Your Highness will worry about you, so she will not..."

"Shut up!"

Linglong stood up, and before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a sharp voice from Midori.

Her breath was weak, and she grabbed Nangong Yan's sleeve, "Your Highness, the concubine is really not in the way, as long as I can be by your side, I will be satisfied..."

Her voice grew weaker and weaker, and she fainted in pain.