212 Sick

Wei Tiantian's rise among a show girl seems to be beyond doubt. After the Chinese Valentine's Day until the arrival of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Si Yue recruited her to sleep for most of the time, and the rest of the days, Lin Su occupied most of them because of the two children, except for the fixed time to go to the queen of Chaofeng Palace, there were already many concubines in the harem who complained about Wei Tiantian.

"Now it seems that if the master didn't help her, I'm afraid she wouldn't know where she was now......" Chunyan seemed to be worried, "This Wei Meiren is really ...... Disaster in disguise! ”

"In this harem," Lin Su leisurely embroidered the handkerchief in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Who is not a red face and troubled water?" It has never been a good thing for the emperor to favor one person. ”

He looked up and smiled at Chunyan on the side, "Don't worry about it." On Concubine Chen's side, she still has to keep moving. ”

Lan Houye's illness has dragged on for more than half a year, but I don't know if the emperor and his father have pried open his mouth and got what they want.

Thinking of this, Lin Su suddenly felt that it seemed that he hadn't seen Feng Jing for a long time.

After being distracted for a while, she came back to her senses, looked at Chunyan's disapproving gaze, raised her eyebrows and looked at Xia Yan, who was sitting quietly on the side, and said, "Xia Yan, you explain to Chunyan, what is the situation now?" ”

When Xia Yan heard this, she glanced up at Chunyan and Lin Su, got up with a smile and added tea to both of them, and then sat aside and whispered: "Actually, I don't really understand, but I'm thinking that since Wei Meiren is in power now, even we who are on her side can't look at it well, so I'm afraid that she will never have friends in this harem except for our master." ”

"So what?" Chunyan frowned, "In this harem, as long as you are favored by the emperor, do you still need to worry about this?" ”

"However, it is not only the harem that affects the emperor, but also the court." Lin Su mentioned lightly, "Wei Tiantian is just a righteous daughter in Fuzhou after all, and above the court, she doesn't have much backstage." Compared with Jiang Cai'er and Rong Rong, her current pride can be destroyed by them with a slight movement of their little fingers. ”

Chunyan listened carefully, and her expression gradually became clear.

Xia Yan laughed softly and said, "One Wei beauty can make all the concubines in the harem move their minds." The master is really a good means. ”

"It's just a cold look." With a hint of indifference in his tone, Lin Su lowered his head and picked up the embroidery shed that was placed aside and continued to embroider the half-embroidered lotus flower.

The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was not too extravagant, but after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather was really cool as a day. Si Yue finally began to recruit other show girls to sleep, and named Rong Liangren, Jiang Liangren and a few other show girls. At the end of September, the weather started to get really cold.

In the afternoon, snowflakes began to fall.

Lin Su watched the two little guys wrapped in thick cotton clothes in the ear room, looking like a group of demons dancing wildly. Ah Fu is now able to walk staggeringly with the support of the maid, but in order to be lazy, he still prefers to crawl on all fours.

"Ah...... Ah......" He climbed to Lin Su's lap, climbed up and grabbed the corner of his clothes and pulled hard, trying to distract Lin Su from Lin Su who was in a daze.

Lin Su laughed and handed Ah Ling in his arms to Qiu Si, who was standing aside, and then picked up Ah Fu, who was about to turn one year old, with some difficulty, and stretched out his fingers to gently tease him, "Ah Fu, what do you want?" ”

"Ah......" Ah Fu kept his saliva and waved his little hand to grab the hairpin on Lin Su's head, and successfully caught it.

The nurse on the side of the "little master...... hurriedly snatched the hairpin from Ah Fu's hand and handed it to Chunyan on the side, and then said in a low voice: "This is not something you can play." ”

Ah Fu, who was robbed, screamed dissatisfiedly, but fortunately, Lin Su hugged him and coaxed him softly, and the shouting did not turn into crying. However, Ah Ling, who had just fallen asleep in Qiu Si's arms, was woken up, and then cried.

Lin Su began to feel a headache.

The two nurses immediately stepped forward to take over the two little guys who were getting more and more noisy, Lin Su breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Xia Yan who opened the curtain and came in, stretched out her hand to help Chunyan get up, and said, "These two little guys have also been tossing for most of the day, let them sleep." We go out and talk. ”

Back in his room, Lin Su looked at the fine silver charcoal burned in the charcoal basin, and then said in a low voice: "What's the matter?" ”

"I heard that Marquis Lan is not doing well now, and when the weather turns cold, his body can't stand it anymore." Xia Yan whispered: "There is news from Imperial Doctor Feng, saying that he is only afraid that Marquis Lan will not survive next month." ”

When Lin Su heard this, her hand, which was still holding the hot tea, trembled slightly, and a trace of hot tea fell on her hand, leaving a reddish mark.

She lowered her head and pondered for a while, then whispered, "Okay, I see." You two stand back and rest. If anyone comes, say I'm not well......"

She put down the teacup and lay down on the bed a little tiredly, Chunyan had to step forward to help her cover the quilt, and then left lightly with Xia Yan.

Lin Su leaned on the head of the bed, vaguely understanding in his heart, he was afraid that what Si Yue and Lin Zhuoyan wanted to know from the mouth of Marquis Lan already knew seventy-seven-eighty-eight. Otherwise, how could Si Yue be willing to let Lan Hou Ye die?

In today's situation, if Marquis Lan dies, I am afraid that the Zhao family on the side of the imperial concubine will be easier to promote, but I am afraid that after the year, the matter of the imperial concubine changing the queen mother should be mentioned.

Thinking so, she fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up in the afternoon, I only felt a burst of pain in my head, and I didn't have any energy.

Seeing this, Chunyan hurriedly reached out and probed her forehead.

"Master, you are sick. The slave maid went to the imperial doctor. Chunyan said and poured a cup of warm tea to feed Lin Su to drink, helped her get up and leaned against the head of the bed, and then pulled up the thick quilt cover, and then rushed out of the inner hall in a hurry.

Lin Su leaned on the head of the bed, only to feel that his whole head was heavy, and he couldn't lift his spirit at all.

After the spring swallow left, the spring warbler and the spring finch cautiously entered the house to serve. Since they were assigned to the Fuliu Palace, the two of them have always been cautious in their work, and now they have gradually gained some face and can enter the inner hall to serve.

Seeing that Lin Su seemed to want to drink water, Chunque immediately stood up, poured a cup of hot tea, and said in a low voice: "Master, let's drink some water to moisten my throat first." ”

Lin Su reluctantly smiled and took the tea, and before he could make a cup of tea, he heard the voice of Chunyan outside.

"Master, the Imperial Doctor has come to ask for your pulse." There seemed to be a hint of surprise in this voice.