Despite all the work done by the people in Jiahe Palace to ward off the cold, Qingyun still got the wind cold because he had been wearing wet clothes for too long.

Nangong Ling immediately rushed to Jiahe Palace after learning the news, at that time Qingyun had just finished drinking the medicine, was lying on the bed sweating, heard the emperor coming and wanted to get up to greet him, just got out of bed and did not walk a few steps, Nangong Ling people had already entered the inner hall.

"Concubines, see Your Majesty!" The erosion of the wind chill made her voice a little hoarse and dry.

Nangong Ling hurriedly helped her up, picked her up with his hand, and walked to the head of the bed step by step, "I still wear such a thin dress when I have the wind and cold, I don't have to greet her in the future, even if I want to greet her, I have to wear a warm one!" ”

"Look at this cold hand, why is there so much sweat on the head, is it a fever?" Nangong Ling covered her tightly with a brocade quilt, and she was a little worried when she saw that she was sweating a lot, "Come on, pass the imperial doctor to take a look!" ”

"Wait!" Qingyun immediately stopped: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Doctor just left!" The concubine took the medicine, and the imperial doctor said that it would be good to wait for the sweat to come out, but I am afraid that I will have to suffer a little sin tonight, so I will change the bedding and clothes a few times! ”

The frowning thick eyebrows eased a little, and he held her hand and said, "It's okay, I'm with you tonight!" ”

"Your Majesty, it's just that the concubine is afraid that the quilt will be dirty, and Your Majesty will be uncomfortable when she sleeps!" Qingyun's most hope at the moment is for the emperor to leave quickly.

"It's okay!" Nangong Ling smiled faintly, turned his head to Wang An and said, "Wang An, go and move my recital to Jiahe Palace, I will review it here tonight!" ”

"Yes!" Wang An was about to go out, but he heard the emperor behind him tell again: "Remember, move here quietly!" ”

The emperor really approved the recital in the inner hall, and when the night palace maid helped Qingyun change clothes and bedding at night, Qingyun still saw the tall and straight figure sitting straight in front of the desk like a pine, even if the tired eyes were sour, the body was still as tall as a pine.

The night was silent, only the cicadas outside the house sounded from time to time, accompanied by the sound of copper leaks ticking in the hall, like a natural hypnotic agent.

The smell of soothing incense in the gilded silver incense burner spreads out, and the hazy smoke fills the quiet hall in wisps, like a soothing hand, gently flickering.

Nangong Ling only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't support them one by one and fell asleep on the couch chair.

The first rays of sunlight shone in through the pale blue curtain, and fell just on the closed eyes of the light clouds, and the dazzling light instantly woke up the sleeping people.

She opened her eyes slightly, got up and lifted the curtain, only to find that the hall was empty, and the straight figure sitting on the couch last night had long since disappeared.

"Someone! Change! ”

Feixue and Hidden Moon walked in quickly, and the little palace maids stood in two rows neatly holding golden basins, towels and other objects.

After washing, Xia Yue immediately sent those palace maids back, picked up a wooden comb and dipped it in flower dew to help Qingyun smooth her hair, "In the morning, Zhang Dabao came to report that he had found his eyebrows!" ”

"Oh? But there's news from the Ting Prison? Qingyun opened a box of gilded jasmine balsam, gently scraped it with his little finger and applied it to his face.

Shayue said in a low voice: "Zhang Dabao was going to tell you in person, but when I saw that you were not happy and sleeping Zhengxiang, I asked him to inform me first!" ”

Qingyun blurred the white balm on his face, and his white face was immediately as smooth and clear as jade dew, "What did you find?" ”

The moon gently curled up the smooth green silk, "There has been no movement, Zhang Dabao and they are almost giving up, but those people are impatient, someone sneaked in quietly last night to see the flower face, and the two chatted for a long time!"

"Who's that man?"

"Zhang Dabao has already secretly investigated, that person is the palace maid Lu'e of Xianle Palace!" As he spoke, the moon had neatly coiled Qingyun's hair into a nimble snake bun.

Qingyun looked at Dai Mei's hand and paused slightly, "Let Zhang Dabao go and check the details of these two people!" ”