After she finished taking the medicine, the cough gradually went down, and Yu Zhiyan regained some strength, and she said lightly: "Dong Lang, now that I am sick like this, are you still unwilling to fulfill me?" ”

He knew that she was just taking the opportunity to rip off the bamboo, but he didn't want to disappoint her, so he hummed a tune lightly.

I don't know where he heard it, he sang absurdly and unusually, very weird, but Yu Zhiyan listened quietly behind him, and he carried her through the snowy mountains.

Until everyone stopped in a small town, Gu Jue and Yu Zhiyan were also settled.

This was originally a poor and remote place, and the environment was extremely simple, and Gu Jue was also assigned to a small and cold room, and even the bedding sent was cold and cold, with a thin layer of ice.

Although Yu Zhiyan suffered for a day, his illness did not improve, and at night, even the bowl of porridge that he barely ate vomited out.

Seeing her in such pain, Gu Jue's heart was like a knife, and he just wanted to suffer for her. But I saw that she gritted her teeth and endured it for a long time, but she still fell asleep in pain.

Gu Jue saw that the clothes on her body were already soaked, so she took them off and roasted them over the fire for a while, but just halfway through them, the letter she had hidden on her chest fell to the ground.

This was originally given to her by Feng Huang before she left Beijing, and the envelope had been opened, so she had obviously seen it.

Gu Jue put her heart on her pillow, and after setting up the shelf and drying her clothes, she folded back to her side and opened the letter.

After just one glance, Gu Jue's gaze became more and more yin, his fists were clenched tightly, and the anger in his eyes became more and more vigorous.

It was full of affectionate words, only saying that let her wait in Lingnan, and Feng Huang would save her.

The New Year has passed, and a blizzard has frozen most of the cattle and sheep in the people's homes to death, and many houses have also been crushed by this natural disaster.

And when the people were desperate, King Nanjing personally went to the disaster relief and mobilized a large number of troops to help the people repair their houses.

As a result, the virtuous King Nanjing became more and more loved, and for the queen mother, who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun, the people felt more and more disappointed.

When Feng Huang rushed back to the palace from outside the city, the Queen Mother had already rested. It turned out that Gu Yinglian had been depressed because of Gu Jue's affairs in the past few days, and the courtiers had been forcing her to execute Gu Jue, she was exhausted and became ill.

Wang Ken respectfully told Feng Huang about the queen mother's condition, and only said that he had been cured after taking the imperial doctor's medicine.

Feng Huang didn't have a trace of joy on his face after hearing this, but still looked at the imperial doctor with a light face, "Is there anything else in the palace today?" ”

"Back to His Royal Highness, the Queen Mother received a letter today." Wang Ken said respectfully, "It was said that Mrs. Yu had tuberculosis on the way to Lingnan, and the accompanying lieutenant replied that the person was no longer good, and that he had come from the flying pigeon two days ago, but I am afraid that he would have gone now." ”

Feng Huang was holding a teacup to drink tea, but after hearing this, the teacup in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the excellent enamel cup suddenly fell into pieces.

Wang Ken knew that he had always been a calm person, but he didn't expect to have such a gaffe for a woman today. It seems that although this person of King Nanjing is by the side of the Queen Mother, his heart is still on Yu Zhiyan's body.

He didn't break it, but said with a smile: "The palace maids in this palace are becoming more and more ignorant of the rules, and they actually serve such hot tea." ”

Feng Huang knew that he was just helping himself round the field, so he nodded indifferently, without a trace of pain on his face, as if he really fell the teacup just now because of the heat.

I don't know how long it took, he slowly stood up, and only said: "Today, the king is not resting in the palace, and tomorrow when the queen mother wakes up, I only replied that I am going to go to disaster relief in the next few days, and I can't enter the palace." ”

Wang Ken hurriedly leaned over and said yes, and when he looked up, he saw that Feng Huang had already left the hall directly.

Feng Huang walked out of the queen mother's dormitory, and saw Ling Ning standing on the steps under the corridor. The hairpin on her head made a crisp sound from the wind, and after waiting there for a long time, her little face was frozen red.

Seeing him come out, Ling Ning ran over in a few steps, and said with a red face, "Slave maid to His Highness to say goodbye." ”

He nodded slightly, but she reached out and took out a handkerchief from her cuff, "This is the prince's sweat towel?" ”

Feng Huang only glanced at it, and knew that it was given to the little palace maid that day. He stretched out his hand and took it, but he heard Ling Ning smile and said: "The slave maid knew at a glance that it was lost by His Highness, but the little palace maid was still hard-mouthed, not to say that it was her own thing." ”

Feng Huang's eyes finally had a trace of waves, "How did you deal with her?" ”

Ling Ning said with a flattering face: "According to the regulations in the palace, all the slaves who steal will be sent to the Xin Zheku. You-"

Before she could finish her words, Feng Huang went straight past her. Her delicate face gradually showed a look of disappointment, but she could only look at his back in a daze.

Xin Zhe Curry, Yan'er was washing her clothes, and the cold water was full of ice ballast, freezing her thin white hands red.

Everyone else rested, and she was the only one who stayed here, but it was because Ling Ning ordered the housekeeper to be more harsh on her.

It's just because when she went to the Queen Mother's palace to deliver jade today, the handkerchief hidden on her body fell out and was seen by Ling Ning. She insisted that she had stolen the sweat towel of His Royal Highness King Nanjing, and she was afraid that she would be affected by Feng Huang, so she only insisted that it was her own thing.

After all, Lingning is a first-class palace maid in front of the Queen Mother, and she is the master of whatever she says, and she didn't wait for the housekeeper of the Treasure Division to verify it, so she directly sent her here.

She was washing the clothes in the wooden barrel, and when she heard footsteps behind her, she thought that the lady in charge thought that she was slow to wash and came to teach her a lesson, so she rubbed it harder and harder.

But when the man walked in, her face changed in fright, "Your Highness—"

Feng Huang looked at her, his eyes were deep, containing a sense of confusion and pain, and under the dim light, he seemed more and more lonely.

He was still holding the sweat towel in his hand, but he unfolded it, slowly covering half of her face, leaving only those watery eyes.

"You hate me?" His voice trembled, and his eyes seemed to be looking at her, as if they were going past her, looking at another person.

Yan'er was terrified, and only shook her head, "How dare the slave resent you." ”

Tears overflowed from Feng Huang's eyes, she didn't know why he was crying, but she was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak.

"How can you not be resentful, you hate me so much." His voice was soft and sad, "How can you easily forgive me for hurting you so far." ”

Yan'er hurriedly said: "Slaves and maids are not afraid of suffering, Your Highness does not have to blame yourself." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a warmth on her shoulders, and a pair of cold bodies hugged her tightly.

The unfamiliar smell shrouded in, with a light scent of ink. His body trembled all the time, as if he was trying his best to be in pain, struggle, and despair.

When even Yu Zhiyan felt that he couldn't survive this illness, who knew that he would gradually get better in a few days, but he would be able to walk in a few days.

There are very few people left who have been exiled together, but she is the only one who can escape death like this.

However, the more I walked, the warmer it became, until I was about to reach Lingnan, Yu Zhiyan saw that the peach blossoms on the mountain were scattered and blooming.

Gu Jue reached out and plucked a branch, and casually inserted her between Yu Zhiyan's sideburns.

Because of the limited conditions, she only braided a long braid, which hung down on her chest, looking as innocent and cute as a girl.

Although I survived this illness, my body became thinner and thinner. She pinned the peach blossom behind her ear and smiled sweetly at him, "I didn't expect us to be alive in Lingnan." ”

Dong Lang stretched out his hand and straightened out her sideburns, and also smiled faintly, "It was Young Master Ben who carried you over step by step, you must be grateful in the future, you know?" ”

After entering Lingnan, Yu Zhiyan realized why everyone would rather be executed than sent here. It's a wild place, full of miasma, and the environment is extremely harsh.

The person in charge of taking over their prisoners was a government official named Wu Tongshan, with a fat head and big ears, and a big belly as if he was pregnant with a five- or six-month-old child.

To be able to eat like this in such a wild place must have been a lot of corruption.

He only felt the stench of the exiles, so he had some old clothes brought to them to change into. This walked unhurriedly to the county office.

In the past, he had to ask these people to kneel for a long time before he came over to distribute them, but today, because he knew that Gu Jue was coming, he just wanted to take a look at this famous general as soon as possible, so he came over.

As soon as he entered the palace, he saw more than a dozen people kneeling in the hall, but one of the men knelt extremely upright, and there was no humble posture.

It's not like someone else is staggering, or wiping tears in pain.

And when his eyes fell on Yu Zhiyan, he couldn't help laughing and said, "I didn't expect such a delicate beauty to be sent over today." ”