There was no snow in Taihe City this winter as always, but the lack of snow did not affect its coldness in the slightest, and there were heavy frost flowers outside the glazed windows.

The leg injury is even more serious because of the cold, and the affairs of the Anonymous Pavilion have been handed over to Xue'er to take care of.

There is the best smokeless carbon in the Li Mansion, the kind that the palace is only willing to use for high-ranking nobles, and the house is warm all day long, so Lin Qingqing has been recuperating here.

The house is still the east wing that he is used to, there are always a few hours a day to bask in the sun, and Lin Qingqing, who is inconvenient to walk on his legs, often lies by the window and looks outside.

Bai Zhiyu replaced the window paper with glass imported from the West, and at noon, the room was bright, and Lin Qingqing looked at the dust flying and floating in the room in a daze.

She was restless, and she always wanted to get out of bed to take a look when her legs were brisk, but the maid in the house couldn't persuade her, so Bai Zhiyu simply moved the study here, and stared at her while dealing with official documents.

As long as he saw her a little naughty behavior, his delicate brows would frown, and then she laughed, "How can you look like an old lady, you can weave a fishnet with your head tattoos." ”

He was very busy, and he had to wait outside the noon gate every day, and the rest of the time he was overwhelmed with official documents, drafting holy decrees, and socializing, and he was often nowhere to be seen.

When the imperial doctor came to see the wound again, he was more nervous than the imperial doctor, hurried back from outside, grabbed the old man's hand and asked nervously, "How is she, when will the injury on her leg be healed?" ”

The old man of the imperial doctor was scared half to death by him, so he just shook his head and sighed: "The gauze still has to be wrapped again, and the new injuries and old injuries are probably the ones that have recovered to the past." ”

So, he had one more task in his busy and complicated work, looking for a doctor who specializes in treating his legs.

As soon as the sky was cloudy, Lin Qingqing's leg was like being pricked by needles, but for his sake, she would still smile and pat her leg, "It's really good, you see, I still dare to hit hard." ”

Bai Zhiyu's intentions were not in vain after all, and he really asked him to find an old man from the humid place in the extreme south.

But after Lao Lang checked his pulse and touched his legs, he nodded and shook his head, "The root of this disease is too deep, I can alleviate it, but I can't cure the root of the disease, everything depends on the will of God." ”

When it was colder again, Lin Qingqing could finally go to the ground, and Bai Zhiyu was on the side to support her, and whispered: "Don't work too hard, when you can't hold on, fall on me." ”

She hadn't been on the ground for a long time, her feet had just touched the ground, she felt like she was stepping on cotton, fluttering, and after taking a few steps, she panted and leaned to the side, staring at her aggrieved big eyes and coquettishly: "I want to go outside to see." ”

"I can't see enough of the clear glass." Bai Zhiyu smiled and picked her up, Chang Hua hurriedly lifted the quilt curtain, and he had already strode out.

Looking at the heavy frost outside through the glass, I don't feel how cold, and when the sun is good at noon, the house is bright and warm, but when the cold wind hangs on my face, I realize that it is really winter again.

"It's cold." Lin Qingqing shrunk his neck.

As soon as she finished speaking, the huge fur-collared cloak on her head was pulled up in her face, "Only if you get some cold, you won't think about jumping up and down all day." ”

Then she was put on a rocking chair in the courtyard, and the maid was busy setting up a ring of stoves around her, and the smokeless carbon made a "beep-beep" popping sound.

"Smokeless carbon is so expensive, the palace doesn't dare to use it like this, and I'm afraid that you are the only one who can burn money like this." She chuckled with her eyes closed.

Bai Zhiyu took the silver fox blanket handed by the maid, covered her, walked behind her again, and gently shook the rocking chair, "Fortunately, our family is in business and can withstand your toss like this." ”

Once upon a time, there was a person who said in his ear that he would have a yard of children, and when he was old, he would sit in a rocking chair and let them shake it.

A hot tear slid down, Lin Qingqing sat up, and wiped his sleeve in a panic, "The wind is strong, I squinted my eyes, I didn't expect that I didn't come out for a long time, my legs didn't matter, and even my eyes became squeamish." ”

Although it was winter, the weather was clear today, and the wind could not squint.

Bai Zhiyu chuckled lightly and wiped her clean with a silk handkerchief, "Yes, if you don't come out, your ears, nose and mouth will be squeamish, and I will help you out for a walk in the future." ”

When the weather is colder, it will be almost the end of the year, and the population of Bai Zhiyu's inner courtyard is simple, clean and abnormal.

The two maids in the inner courtyard asked for leave and went home, Chang Hua transferred two first errands from the outer courtyard, and the maids in the outer courtyard did not have many rules, sitting under the eaves and chattering non-stop, which made the confused Lin Qingqing have a little smile.

"Is the girl still asleep?"

Someone said softly, "When I first went in to deliver the porridge, she was still asleep, and she didn't even turn over." ”

So the two men spoke louder.

"What kind of girl, Mr. Hara, is alive and well, and when she came back that time, she was like an angry person."

"Thanks to the two of us coming in together, I told you that I heard that I came back from King Yan's Mansion, and no one knows the specific reason."

The maid from before exclaimed, "Could it be that thing?" ”

"That's it." The maid who spoke later obviously lowered her voice, but it still spread in the quiet inner courtyard, "The news that the palace was blocked that day, I heard that someone saw blood flowing from the forehead of the Seventh Prince. ”

Followed by a small inhalation, "It shouldn't have anything to do with the girl, I see that the girl is usually very kind." ”

"Who can tell, the events of that day have become a mystery, and anyone in the market will be beaten to death with a stick."

Lin Qingqing rubbed his legs and knees, and smiled helplessly, he still didn't want her head after all, but why didn't he even have an explanation, disdain or nothing to say?

Maybe with an explanation, her nightmare can be solved, and everyone will be able to get what they want.

The root of the year has arrived, Bai Zhiyu finally has a holiday, and he doesn't need to go to the morning until the fifth day of the first month, so he can be regarded as being able to spend the New Year at home in peace.

He looked at it, rubbed his hands and walked to the east wing, and smiled at Lin Qingqing: "It's really cold outside." ”

She shrunk her neck and hid back, and when she saw that he didn't move, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought you were going to ice me again, frozen like an ice skate." ”

He stepped forward with a smile and stuffed his hand into the quilt, "Don't ice you, wait until you are well and then ice." ”

It is still unknown whether this disease can be cured well or not, where can we wait until that time.

Lin Qingqing moved in and made room for his hand, "It's still comfortable to heat the kang, add firewood to the in, and it can warm up all day as soon as it is burned." ”

He nodded, and said, "I didn't expect that I would find a few craftsmen to build one." ”

She hurriedly covered his mouth and said angrily: "I'll just say it, why are you still serious, it's easy to get angry if you sleep too much on the hot kang." ”

"Then don't build it, it's all up to you." He leaned over and stirred the fire in the stove, and the room instantly became warmer.

The light of the day, shining through the large glass windows, illuminates the darkness of the room, and there is always a place to stay.