The ambivalence made Lin Su's mood repeat many times, and in the end, he could only take out the prescription and let people prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and depict it little by little according to the words on it.

Whether it is in the past life or in this life, her poetry and songs, as well as her attainments in words, are not deep. On weekdays, these things are rarely used to sacrifice ugliness. However, now looking at Feng Jing's elegant and ethereal font, with an indescribable ease, she suddenly had an urge to emulate.

Writing one by one, Lin Su did not completely copy the prescription, and sometimes he would write some nonsense words on the spot. The discarded paper was thrown all over the ground, and Lin Su slowly calmed down in the writing again and again.

What was written on the last piece of paper was a pair of words given to her by Si Yue back then.

"Calm"

These two words made Lin Su dazed for a long time, and he didn't know what Si Yue meant. even, I thought that Si Yue had seen through something. At that time, the news of Wen Jingxuan's death had just come, and she was so sad that she could hardly hide her lost soul and repeatedly did some small things wrong.

And now, she wrote these two words by herself, but suddenly she had a clear feeling. Si Yue back then may not really know her personal feelings for Wen Jingxuan. However, in order to compete with Zhou Shuxian in the harem, but also for some other purposes, he tolerated this.

After all, for Si Yue, nothing is more important than the world. And back then, she was actually just a palace concubine, and she didn't really do anything to destroy her reputation......

Do things calmly, be calm, and don't feel oppressed, otherwise you will make mistakes.

Looking down at the two words on the white paper, Lin Su slowly put down the pen, spit out a mouthful of turbid air that had been suffocating in his chest for a long time, and slowly moved his arms, which were already a little stiff. Only then did he call Chunyan, who was guarding outside, to come and pack his things.

"Throw all of these into a charcoal basin and burn them, as for this ......," after a moment's hesitation, Lin Su said, "Dry it and send it to someone to frame it and hang it in the house for me." ”

"Yes, master." Chunyan whispered in reply, and began to bend down to clean up the discarded messy paper, and then threw it in the charcoal basin next to it and burned it.

Lin Su smelled the smell of the paper being burned, hesitated for a long time, and finally slowly took out the prescription that was folded and put in his sleeve, "Chunyan, burn this too." ”

She received Feng Jing's wishes, but there are some things that cannot be left. Burned, good for both of them.

Chunyan turned around, glanced at Lin Su curiously, but didn't say anything and took the prescription directly, and after watching it burn like other papers to the point that only ashes remained, she breathed a sigh of relief, opened the window and waited for a cold wind to come in, blowing away the smell of burning things in the house, and then closed it again, and said, "Master, let's rest for a while." ”

Lin Su nodded, got up and sat on the bed, and Chunyan helped him rub his shoulders, but he was still a little bored in his heart.

There are some things on the mind, which really doesn't mean that you can open them when you want to.

However, at least she was able to face it.

At the end of this month, Wen Jingxuan left the capital for the first time with the imperial order and went to northern Xinjiang. Li Moshan, as Wen Jingxuan's cousin, still gave him some precious medicinal materials. As for Lin Su, after hearing the news, he just pursed his lips and smiled, but he didn't eat anything for a whole day.

And the next day, she was re-energized, a little haggard but much more energetic. Seeing this, Chunyan hurriedly asked people to go to the kitchen and bring noodles over for Lin Su to eat. Halfway through the meal, the overcast sky outside suddenly began to fall with snowflakes.

"It's snowing." Lin Su was faintly distracted, put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, looked up at the snowflakes slowly falling outside, and suddenly lowered his head and tried to stuff the noodles in the bowl into his mouth.

"Master, you eat slowly. Here is the soup that Mama Lin specially explained to you, you drink some soup first. Chunyan hurriedly gave Lin Subu vegetables and brought soup and water to drink, so as not to choke on her.

Lin Su finished eating the noodles and drank the soup, feeling as if the whole person had come back to life, and his limbs were warm. She got up and helped Chunyan to stand at the door, watching the little maid clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and then turned her head to look at the sky outside that had turned into goose feathers and heavy snow.

"If the master is tired, it is better to go back to the room to rest, it is cold outside......" Chunyan whispered halfway through when she saw Xia Yan coming back from outside in a hurry.

"Master......" patted off the snowflakes on her body, and Xia Yan entered the house, glanced at Lin Su and then looked at the little maid on the side. The weather is so cold, go and get two more incense hand stoves to warm the master's hands, and send a pot of hot tea by the way. ”

When the little maid heard this, she immediately responded and left with her things. Xia Yan and Chunyan helped Lin Su sit down together, and then said in a low voice: "I'm afraid that the situation of the little prince is not good, I have already recruited three imperial doctors to go to the Chaofeng Palace, and the slave maid also saw a palace maid beside the queen go to the direction of the emperor's imperial study." ”

"Little Prince...... Lin Su's heart tightened, and he immediately stood up, "Have you heard what the situation is now?" ”

"When the slave came back, I heard that the emperor had asked people to go to the imperial hospital to ask for the imperial doctor." Xia Yan glanced around cautiously, and then said in a low voice: "It's just that, according to the rumors and rumors that the slave and maid heard, I'm afraid that the little prince won't be better this time." ”

Indeed, the weather is getting colder. At this time, once you fall ill, I am afraid that it will really kill the little prince. Thinking of the baby who had lived under his care for a while, Lin Su's hand subconsciously landed on his bulging abdomen.

"Keep an eye on the situation over there, and come back to tell me as soon as there is news." She sat down again, picked up the candied fruit on the side and put it in her mouth to suppress the feeling of nausea, and after Xia Yan left in a hurry, she leaned back on the chair tiredly, held the warm hand that exuded a faint fragrance in her hand, and said in a low voice: "Chunyan, you said the little prince...... Will it be ......"

"Master, no matter what, this is a good thing for the master." Chunyan's voice trembled a little, and she said in a low voice: "After all, the child in the master's womb will be born in the future......"

"I only hope she is a daughter......" Thinking of the son who died in her previous life, although Lin Su missed it in her heart, she understood the vicious fight in the palace, but she preferred to be able to have a daughter this time. At the very least, the daughter doesn't have to fall into this kind of deception. If her life is good enough, she can even marry a man she likes and live a plain and happy life.

That time, part of what she said to Si Yue was actually from her heart.