It is said that when he left the mountain that day, Jiang Yumo suddenly had a high fever and was unconscious, and after returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he recuperated for more than a month, and his body recovered slightly, but because of the depression in his heart, there was still little smile on his face.

In the middle of summer, the sun was very scorching, and the rain was wearing a pale pink silk silk summer dress, drooping his head, leaning under the railing, looking at the lotus flowers blooming in the pond.

After careful calculation, it has been more than a month since she returned home.

When she first woke up from her illness, it was not her father and mother who were guarding her bedside, but Ruiwang Xuanyuan Qing, which surprised her a little.

Not many people know the news of her assassination and fall off the cliff that day, and the emperor has already blocked the news in order to track down the real culprit. Even Xuanyuan Qing was on the way back to Beijing from the camp that he noticed something strange from Jiang Chengze's worried eyes, and under questioning, Jiang Chengze had to tell him what happened.

From then on, he stayed by Yumo's side without sleep until she woke up from her slumber three days later.

She raised her eyes weakly to look at the man in front of her with slightly closed eyes and a stubble on his face, and for a moment she thought it was him. When she looked closely, she found that she only looked a little like him, but she was not the person in her dreams.

I lost my mind for a long time, and before I knew it, my eyes were full of tears.

In the past, he was always dressed in a plain white robe, floating like a fairy, but at this moment, his cheeks were thin, his eyes were sunken, and his face was full of stubble, which was sad.

Raised his hand and gently covered the back of his hand, trying to open his mouth to call him, but only his thin lips opened and closed, and his throat was dry and silent.

Rubbing back and forth on the back of his slightly cool hand, he felt that his body was obviously stiff, and when he raised his eyes again the next moment, he was already facing the pair of good-looking phoenix eyes.

"Mo'er! Brother Qing thought he would never see you again! Xuanyuan Qing held her plain hand in the palm of his hand with his backhand, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he smiled lightly, but there was a faint worry hidden in his dark eyes, after hearing that she was assassinated and fell off the cliff, he blamed himself for a long time, if he hadn't been careless that day, and let her go to find the fourth brother alone, how could he have put her in deep danger, almost separated from heaven and man.

In the past few days when she was asleep, he was always annoyed with his incompetence and weakness, and if he had shown her everything earlier, perhaps she would not have always thought about marrying the King of Qin as a concubine, and almost lost her life for this. If he had asked his father for marriage earlier, she might have already roamed freely with him between heaven and earth, and she would not have been bound by these worldly rituals, and she would not know how happy she was.

Now, all the self-blame and remorse are extremely pale, she has fallen in love with the King of Qin and can't extricate herself, he can only wait silently by her side, hoping that God will have mercy and bless her for a lifetime.

"Brother Qing, you've lost weight." Yumo's voice sounded hoarse and dry, and he was slightly stunned, but he turned around and brought the teacup from the table and handed it to her lips.

Seeing that she lowered her head and drank a few sips, and quickly raised her eyes to look at herself, a pair of bright pupils seemed to see through his thoughts, he hurriedly turned his head to cover his confusion, "I've slept for a few days, I must be hungry, I'll go and tell the people in the dining room to make some light porridge." ”

As soon as the words fell, the door of the bedroom had been pushed open from the outside, and the two of them raised their eyes to see that the girl who came in with her feet was about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a light green maid dress, with a slight chin and a bamboo basket in her hand.

When he saw that Yumo on the bed had woken up, his originally bitter face was immediately full of smiles, and he quickly put the bamboo basket on the table, turned around and bowed to Xuanyuan Qing, "Hong'er has seen His Highness, and I have seen Miss Yumo." ”

Xuanyuan Qing nodded slightly, motioning for her to get up without being polite.

Yumo saw that her face was very raw, not like the maid in the Prime Minister's Mansion, thinking that she had been sick for a long time, and she didn't know that there was a newcomer in the mansion, so she commanded her: "Hong'er?!" Are you new here? I'm hungry, so tell me to go down and get me something to eat." ”

"Miss misunderstood, Hong'er is the maid of Rui Wangfu, and she came to serve Miss on the orders of His Royal Highness!" As he spoke, he turned around and lifted the bamboo basket and brought a bowl of white porridge.

Yumo saw that she had a beautiful face, and her voice was as beautiful as a clear spring, it turned out that she was from Brother Qing's house, no wonder she was so likable.

"Brother Qing is really blessed, even the maids in the house are so beautiful." Jiang Yumo raised his eyes to look at him and smiled happily, his eyes were clean and clear.

Xuanyuan Qing saw that she still had the strength to joke, thinking that her body was fine, she handed the teacup in her hand to Hong'er, and at a glance, Hong'er had put the porridge bowl in his palm, turned around and went out with the bamboo basket, and the door was gently closed.

"You haven't eaten or drunk for days, and you still have the strength to make fun of me? Come, open your mouth, and eat some porridge first! Xuanyuan Qing held the porridge bowl, scooped a spoonful and put it on his lips and gently blew it, for a while, the bed curtain was filled with a faint fragrance, which caused Jiang Yumo's throat to move, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to eat the porridge in the spoon.

"Whew...... Beware of burning! Seeing her anxious appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Yumo had a heartless look, he had already snatched the porridge bowl from his hand, and drank it himself, where could he care about whether his mouth was hot or not.

In front of him, she never pretends, she laughs when she wants, she cries when she wants to cry, and now that she is hungry, it naturally doesn't matter if she eats without scruples.

In a moment, she had eaten the whole bowl of porridge, and when she handed the bowl to Xuanyuan Qing, she suddenly asked sullenly: "Has Brother Che come to see me?" ”

Xuanyuan Qing's hand holding the bowl froze slightly, she actually wanted to see him all the time, and when she woke up, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes. He was still thinking that maybe he was wrong.

Now, as soon as her words come out, he can only face it.

"Concubine Mei is seriously ill, and the fourth brother has been unable to pull away. When Concubine Mei is better, he will come to visit Mo'er. He spoke slowly, and there was loneliness in his phoenix eyes.

Jiang Yumo just let out a low "oh" when he heard this, and then fell into deep thought, and didn't speak again for a long time. As if the woman who had just joked about him was not her, his heart was slightly cold.

"It's not too early, I'll come to see Mo'er tomorrow." Seeing that she kept bowing her head and not speaking, he became more and more stunned in his heart, and was about to get up to leave, but his hand was tightly dragged by Yumo, he had to look back at her with a smile, and when she spoke, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"Brother Qing, Mo'er promised Brother Che that he can't meet his brother at will in the future." Yumo's words were as soft as water, but the words were like thunder hitting his chest, making his heart ache.

fell off the cliff with King Qin, and was carried back to the camp by King Qin, presumably there is no longer what they used to be, no wonder she would say such a thing.

Xuanyuan Qing lowered his head slightly, his black eyes were imperceptibly covered with a layer of mist, and after the corners of his lips stiffened for a moment, he naturally took her hand, and when he raised his head, his eyes were already full of laughter and tenderness, and he said to Yumo in a playful tone, "It seems that Brother Qing should congratulate Mo'er, presumably my indifferent fourth brother has been in love with Mo'er, right?" Hehe! Otherwise, how could Mo'er listen to his words so obediently! ”

When Jiang Yumo heard this, he was stunned for a moment, his cheeks turned red, he glanced at him with disgust, and said, "I hate it, Brother Qing came to make fun of Mo'er again!" ”