Ping You shook her head: "No, she is injured, and it may be something else that calls me over." "That woman is said to be romantic all over the world, but in fact, it is not true, it seems that she is amorous, but in fact she is the most ruthless one.

With the sycamore, the two walked to the attic, all the way to the corridor hung rows of white lanterns swaying in the night breeze, the evening breeze on the face along the collar blowing on the skin a little cold, the thin and petite figure of the screen looked so thin in the night, as if it was about to fall down by the wind.

Come to the attic, the lights are bright, the yard is planted with all kinds of precious and rare flowers and plants, the attic water pavilion is built more elegantly, the rockery is located in the pool like a hill, a rare pair of dragon brocade fish swim around in the pool, the screen sighs darkly, it is worthy of the main courtyard of the prince, compared to the courtyard of these kings, it is simply a world of difference.

Yu'er, who was waiting at the door, saw Ping You and hurriedly came over to salute: "Slave to the side gentleman, please be safe." ”

"Get up." Ping Yu said lightly, "What about the prince?" ”

Yu'er stood up and got out of the way: "The prince is resting, so go in by yourself." ”

Wutong and the two waited at the door with the same language, Ping You pushed the door and walked in, glanced around the room, and saw Lou Yajun lying on the chaise longue by the window, the moonlight spilled on her body from the window, her face was clear and transparent, and her handsome facial features were a little soft, she didn't know if she was asleep with her eyes closed, Ge'er stood aside with a pu fan and fanned gently, and saw Ping You saluting.

Pingyou walked over and took the pu fan and let him retreat, gently fanning the pu fan for fear of waking her up, looking down at her sleeping face, it still hasn't changed, but it has become more mature and tasteful, and the skin color has also tanned a lot, maybe the sun is too big at the border.

Yajun, how have you been out in the past two years?

The night was very quiet, the clouds hid the moon into the clouds, there were no candles in the house, it was pitch black, the door blown by the cold wind outside the house rattled, and the hand holding the pu fan involuntarily tightened, if it weren't for Lou Yajun sleeping in front of him, otherwise he wouldn't dare to stand here in a fright.

The wind was very strong, put the fan aside, saw that she was still sleeping, afraid that she would catch a cold and did not dare to wake her up, so he had to take out a futon and gently cover her.

Rubbed her sore arm, looked at her sleeping face in confusion, I don't know what to do, I've been here for almost an hour, and I don't know if she's really asleep or fake asleep, she hasn't spoken, she can only stand dryly, it's almost midnight now, you can't stand until dawn, right?

Turned his head to look at the purple veil dancing lightly on the bed, the delicate little face wrinkled together, the wife did not go to the bed, as a husband naturally can not sleep alone, the room is dark and a little cold, he is wearing thin, his hands and feet have long been cold, rubbing his eyes that can not be opened, squatting down and leaning on the soft side of the chin to support her chin and looking at her, she seems to have dreamed of something unhappy like frowning, sleeping very unsteadily, Ping Yu hesitantly stretched out her hand, some trembling smoothed her brows, under the palm is her familiar face, fingertips trembling terribly, there are thousands of thoughts in my heart, Yajun. Yajun. Why don't you understand my hard work, why don't you understand, shouting over and over again in his heart, tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes, Lou Yajun seemed to hear his shout, his brows furrowed, and he was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth and whimpered for fear of waking her up.

It was late at night, tears were falling, he squatted on the soft side of the collapse and stared at Lou Yajun's sleeping face quietly, his eyes were full of satisfaction, and he fell asleep unconsciously leaning on the soft side.

Lou Yajun has been in the barracks for a long time, and he is used to getting up very early in the morning, and when he opened his eyes in the morning and saw the screen sleeping with his head resting on the soft side, he was stunned, and then he remembered what happened yesterday. She remembered that she didn't have much appetite last night and only felt very tired, and after eating two mouthfuls of food, she lay on the soft collapse and waited for Ping You, who knew that she actually slept, and this sleep was until dawn, and Ping You, a fool, didn't wake her up when she came, so she slept on the soft side for a night, and she really didn't know what to say about him.

I wanted to get up, looked down and saw that the corners of my clothes were tightly held in my hands by Ping You, and I didn't pull it out of his hands after pulling it several times, so I had no choice but to lie back, leaning on the soft collapse and looking at Ping You, the skin that was as white as snow looked crystal clear in the early morning sun, the faint willow eyebrows were closed eyes, the long eyelashes covered the eyes like a fan, the cherry mouth was slightly pouted, and a few strands of green silk fell from the ears, which looked a little soft, Ping You's personality was gentle, a typical boudoir man, but he was stubborn and stubborn and couldn't pull back the stubborn temper of ten cows, Sometimes it really makes people vomit blood.

I was ashamed of him, everyone thought that Ping Youhui was the eldest sister's quasi-prince, the future emperor, who knew that at a banquet that year, Ping You wore a red dress, and because of the special light makeup, with his gentle character, so that night's Ping You was particularly bright and bright, he has always been romantic, so he looked at it a few more times, I don't know what was going on that day, my eyes always can't take my eyes off, and I often linger on Ping You, I don't know if it's her illusion, and Ping You smiled at her that night was also very gentle and bright, even with a hint of charm.

Unexpectedly, the next day, the mother gave her a marriage, and gave Ping You Xu to her, and later learned that the mother thought that she liked Ping You, so she made this holy decree, so everyone thought that the prospective prince of the eldest sister married herself.

Ping You was still young when he married him, only fourteen years old, and now it has been five years since he married him, and he has always been lukewarm to Ping You, and he has no complaints, nor has he ever competed for favor, so he stayed quietly in the back house.

Lou Yajun thought a lot of times, if she hadn't stared at Ping Yu at the banquet back then, wouldn't the queen mother have misunderstood that she liked him and married him to herself? Can Ping You marry the eldest sister smoothly? Every time she thinks of this, she feels guilty, is she a good mandarin duck, Ping You must hate herself to death, and it has been difficult for him all these years.

"Cold." A small murmur disrupted Lou Yajun's thoughts, and Ping Youyou frowned and murmured uneasily.

Lou Yajun saw that his face was wrong, forcibly broke his hand, pulled out his sleeve, and picked him up barefoot, he was light and weightless, he also hugged him a few years ago, why is he thinner now? His body was a little hot, Lou Yajun had a bad premonition in his heart, quickly walked to the side of the bed and put him on the bed, touched his forehead, sure enough, this guy had a cold and fever!

"Someone's coming!" She shouted.

Squeak, Yu'er walked in from outside the door, and saw Ping Youyou sleeping on the soft collapse, her cheeks flushed: "Slave to the prince to say goodbye." ”

"Get up, Pingbianjun has a cold and fever, you go and call the doctor." She covered Pingyou with a quilt on the edge of the bed and instructed Yu'er.