Ding Qingjin had nothing to do, and immediately said goodbye to the pothos.

The pothos looked at Ding Qingjin pitifully, reluctant, but helpless.

Broken Lake had something in his heart, so he didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurried to Wu County with Ding Qingjin.

Along the way, the broken lake was contemplating, Xiuchang's eyebrows were wrinkled tightly, the bridge lady was weak, since Xiao Langjun left, it has been repeated several times, and many famous doctors have been invited, but the treatment has been fruitless. If the little lady of the bridge is lost, when Xiao Langjun returns, she will inevitably die......

Alas!

Broken Lake exhaled, sighed, lifted the side curtain, secretly felt that his eyebrows were slightly sour, stretched out his thumb and index finger and pinched it. For more than half a year, Huating Liu's family has built two other villages, a major event, all need to be decided by her and Yang Shaoliu, Yang Shaoliu is now sitting in Jiankang, Wu Jun Zuo's recent affairs depend on her alone, four Zhuangzi, more than 2,000 people, everywhere needs to be paid attention to, and it is really difficult for her.

The next day, the group arrived at Liu's Manor in Wu County. When the broken lake entered the house, he didn't see the master's mother, so he hurried to the Qiao clan again. When the ox cart was about to approach the Qiao manor, the drizzle rose again, gently fluttering the curtain, and the broken lake stretched out his hand from the corner of the curtain, and his palm was slightly cold.

……

The cold season, the graceful Guidao, the drifting rain, the misty manor, and the verdant lotus pond are just like a painting.

The sunny but unintentional scenery in the painting, holding the stirrups in his hands, walks quickly through the lotus pond. His brows were tightly locked, his skirt was wet with rain, and his eyes were filled with tears. Step into the moon cave, open the curtain of the concubine, and walk into the room lightly. As soon as Fang entered the room, the warm air came to his face. stood in the outer room for a few breaths, and when the cold on his body was gone, he walked into the inner room with his hands and feet folded, and said softly: "Master Liu, the broken lake is here." ”

The mustard fragrance in the room floats slowly, the warbler is red and green, the ingenuity and research paintings are on both sides, and Lannu and Miao Ge are also there.

Liu sat on the edge of the bed and wiped the corners of his eyes with a silk scarf. When he heard that the broken lake was coming, he turned around, looked a little happy, and asked, "Broken lake, where are the people?" ”

"As soon as I arrived in the village, the maid ordered someone to lead it into the Langui Courtyard."

Liu Shiqi asked, "Why don't you come here?" ”

Yan Hua glanced at the snow-white curtains, and said softly: "Master, the little lady of the bridge is weak, and it is not appropriate to be disturbed by the spirits, why don't we go to see the broken lake first, and then come back when the little lady of the bridge wakes up?" ”

"Yes, yes, don't be disturbed!"

Liu responded in a row, looked back at the little man on the bed, his heart became more and more sour, and tears wanted to come out of his eyes again. Yan Hua and Ingenuity looked at each other, afraid that she would be too sad, so he helped her up one by one and walked slowly outside.

Liu turned back three times step by step, very reluctant.

When everyone was gone, Qingyan closed the window, closed the Xiangfei curtain, walked to the side of the low case, poured the ash in the incense burner, lit a new incense, and fanned it with his hand, and the faint fragrance seemed to be there.

Picked up the small heater on the case, walked lightly into the snow veil curtain, stuffed the small heater in the corner of the cloth, and gently touched the little lady's small jade feet with his hand. Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, lay on the side of the bed, stared deeply at the sleeping little lady, and prayed in her heart: "Emperor Sanguan, Shao Si is ...... Qing Yan begs all the gods, let my little lady wake up quickly, she has been sleeping for three days, and she must not sleep again......

At this time, perhaps the gods heard her prayer, and Qiao Yousi's eyelashes trembled.

"The little lady is awake?"

Qingyan called softly, and then, blinked, and rubbed her hand again, to make sure that the little lady was not awake, and she was dazzled. The little lady's face was so small, as white as snow, it must be cold, and her brows were slightly furrowed. Thinking about it, Qing Yan walked to the fireplace, added some carbon to it, and then thought: Liu Langjun said, open the window to add carbon......

"Sunny ......"

The general walked to the window, and there was a faint call behind him, Qingyan trembled his eyelids, did not look back, and pushed the window on his toes.

"Sunny ......"

There was another sound, Qingyan heard it clearly, and turned around suddenly, only to see the little lady sitting on the edge of the bed, tilting her head to look at her. At that moment, the corners of Qingyan's mouth opened inch by inch, but her eyes became redder and redder.

"Little lady!!"

With a soft cry, Qingyan ran to the bedside, knelt down, held the little lady's hand, and murmured: "Little lady, little lady, Qingyan is here, Qingyan is here, the maid is Qingyan......" She couldn't speak, she knew that whenever the little lady woke up, she would be ignorant, and recently, the little lady was seriously ill, and even occasionally forgot that she was Qingyan.

"Sunny ......"

For a long time, for a long time, Qiao Yousi's eyes faded layer by layer, his eyes were as clear as water, he smiled slightly, got out of bed, walked to the window, took a deep breath of the fresh air outside the window, looked at the rain, and said softly: "How many days have I slept?" ”

Qingyan took out the food box, put a plate of exquisite food on the table, and said while swinging: "It's been three days, the little lady must be hungry, Qingyan has prepared a lot of food, all of which the little lady likes." ”

"Oh, it's a day more than it used to be......"

"Gollum ......"

There was a slight sound, Qiao You Sixiang's shoulders trembled, her snow-white little face suddenly turned red, and she turned around holding her lower abdomen, looking slightly embarrassed. At this time, she is extremely beautiful, covered in snow, black hair like ink, like a snow elf, delicate and fragile.

……

Lan Gui Yuan.

Broken Lake, Liu and others sat in the room, a stack of paper scrolls was placed on the low table, and the white Zuobo paper was densely covered with silk hairpins, and the content was messy, either a small poem, or a phrase, or some, it was a simple painting.

Broken Lake stared at the person in the painting, although she was not colored, nor did she depict her mind in detail, but she could tell at a glance that this was Xiao Langjun. And those poems are also related to Xiao Langjun.

The reason why Liu ordered her to come quickly was to hope that she could come up with an idea. The little lady of the bridge is getting more and more sick, and the days of sleep are getting better and worse day by day, and they all know that they are afraid that it will not last long.

The room was silent, and no one was silent.

Liu's eyes were red, and she looked at the broken lake, her own heart was already in chaos.

Broken Lake took a deep breath, rolled up the paper on the case, groaned slightly, and asked softly: "Mastermother, how many days will the little lady of the bridge wake up now?" When you wake up, how do you look? ”

"This, when you wake up, you sleep, and you sleep more than when you wake up......" Liu was confused, shocked and hurt, where to count the time.

He thought about it carefully, and replied, "Every ten days, I will fall asleep." It was one day, two days, and this time it was three. When I woke up, my complexion was good, but my body was weak and I couldn't stand the cold. ”

Qiaosi glanced at the paper scroll in the corner of the case, frowned, and said: "The illness is born from the heart, and the little lady of the bridge is sick, I am afraid that it is caused by missing Xiaolangjun too much." A few days ago, Bao Xiangu also said when she came: 'If you are relieved, it should be fine. However, if the depression recurs, it may be dangerous. 'I have discussed with the main mother, in the past, it was because the north road was not passable, this time, why not let the little lady of the bridge go to Shangcai together? When I met Xiao Langjun, I was relieved. ”

Shang Cai ......

Shahu raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, and said to Liu's Wanfu: "Mastermother, Shangcai is thousands of miles away from here, and the trip will take at least a month, the little lady of the bridge is weak, can she make the trip?" This is one of them. Second, after all, the little lady and the little Langjun have not yet been officially hired. This move is rude! Third...... Would the little lady of the bridge be willing? Besides, does Hashiro know about this? Besides, if the young master's mother knew about this, what should she do? ”

"This ......"

Liu's expression was suddenly stunned, and the hand holding the tea bowl shook immediately. She was originally a person who lacked ideas, and when she was secretly instigated by ingenuity, she felt that she should send Qiao Yousi to Shang Cai, and maybe it would get better. But now, after hearing the careful dissection of the broken lake, Huang Jue has so many things to do with it, and he immediately has no idea.

Thinking of Qiao Yousi's snow-white little face and body as weak as catkins, Liu's tears fell straight away, and he muttered nonsense: "How is this good?" In the past, when the tiger head left, he repeatedly told You Si that he was weak and should be well raised. If, when the tiger returns, there is no one to be seen, will it not be sad...... Alas, my son...... Tiger Head ...... You Si ...... Woohoo......"

"Master mother, master mother don't hurt!"

"Mother, don't get hurt, maybe the little lady of the bridge will be fine in a few days......"

"Master, be careful ......"

She cried so indiscriminately, no one in the room dared to straighten up, ingenuity, research, painting, Lannu, and Miao Geqi knelt in a circle, persuaded and coaxed, but coaxed more than her tears. In her heart, the most beloved is her son, followed by the bridge that has lost her mother since childhood.

Qiaosi glared at Broken Lake, and said angrily: "Broken Lake, Sister, the big steward!" Now the little lady of the bridge is dying, why is there so much etiquette? Besides, the matter between Xiao Langjun and the little lady of the bridge, the Qiao family knows it, and our Liu family also knows it, why is it not polite? Could it be that you want to make the little lady of the bridge die, and again, again, polite? If so, when Xiao Langjun returns, what will the chief steward face him?! ”

"Sister Broken Lake, little lady on the bridge, delay, no." Lannu looked at the broken lake deeply, and ate it one by one.

Liu also took Broken Lake's hand and said sadly: "Broken Lake, I don't know about others, but, but you have followed the tiger head since you were a child, and you should know the heart of the tiger head." Tiger head to be different from people! Different from people...... You're smart and smart, and you have a way to do everything, can you? You, you don't have to have other hearts, the day, the future......"

"Mistress!!"

Hearing this, the broken lake was like a lightning strike, prostrate on the ground, his shoulders trembled, he endured it to death, not letting the tears roll out, his mind turned in an instant, leaned less, slowly raised his head, slowly swept the women in the room, paused his eyes on Liu's body, and said softly: "Master, if this matter is to be completed, I am afraid that the little lady in the bridge has already wished, if she does not want to, no one can do anything." At this point, he paused, and said indifferently: "However, the maid thinks about it, there is one person, maybe you can persuade it." ”

Liu Shi hurriedly asked, "Who is it?" ”

"Young Mastermother!"

"Huh?!"

All the women were shocked, would the young housewife be so generous? Even the broken lake is suspected by the master's mother, not to mention the dignified Lu girl, the future young housewife of the Huating Liu family!

At this time, Miao Ge, who had been silent, blinked his eyes and said softly: "The chief steward is reasonable, and I hope the young master can persuade him." ”

"The master mother is relieved, and the maid set off to the Lu family in Huating to meet the young master. According to the servant's degree, the young master mother is determined. ”

Broken Lake kowtowed to Liu's three times, then slowly got up, held his hands, and left silently. When there is no one, holding the tung oil stirrup in his hand, looking up at the sky, the drizzle is coming, and his face is wet, and he can't tell whether it is rain or tears.

After a while, he stretched out his hand and wiped it slightly, greeted the ox cart, took Yingge's hand, got into the car, and said in a deep voice: "Go to Huating, Lu's Manor." ”

"Sister Broken Lake, look."

Suddenly, Yingge called outside the curtain.

Broken lake pick up the corner of the curtain to see, only to see the light rain in the vast, someone holding tung oil stirrups, Ran Ran walking on the lotus pond, the snow veil is like fog, the blue shoes are like butterflies, the green lotus is transparent, when it is extremely beautiful, it is difficult to describe it.

When the wisp of fragrant soul was far embedded in the painting, Shahu closed his eyes and muttered: "Xiao Langjun, the maid will not be negative...... The little lady of the bridge, when you ...... with the king's side" (to be continued.) )