The warm spring water stirred Ruan Yuyi's mind into confusion, and her body went limp, and only by hooking his neck could she barely keep herself from slipping under the water again.

She knew she couldn't stay any longer.

With the strength of the water, she broke away from him and grabbed the edge of the pool, intending to get out of the water.

But Jiang Huaiyang didn't give her this opportunity, pulled the person back, grabbed her waist, and lowered his head to cover her lips. He led her to the bottom of the pool.

She whimpered, swallowed up by the warm pool water. She exhaled a few bubbles before she held her breath, and after a while, the feeling of suffocation came over the world.

She clasped him on the shoulders in horror, struggling with great effort, but he was firmly shackled in her arms.

He seemed especially pleased to experience the pleasure of being in such a desperate situation, and wanted her to sink with him. He pried her lips and teeth open, and let her feel better.

The pool was not very deep, and it soon reached the bottom of the pool.

The two are intertwined, indistinguishable from each other. She was distracted, and in a trance she thought she was going to merge into the pool, and the scorching heat poured into her body.

It was almost at the threshold that he took her to his feet.

She lay on his shoulder, coughing violently, the air burrowing into her nose, each blow hurting like a meridian. He held her body with one hand, and gently patted her back with his free hand, comforting her.

His voice rang in her ear, "But that's going to be the case?"

She didn't have time to discern the meaning of his words, and when she heard them, she couldn't help but shake her head.

He chuckled lightly and said softly, "It hurts to kill yourself, and you can't stand it. If you stay by my side, don't think about anything else. His voice was cold, like a poisonous snake spitting letters.

Seeing that she was relieved, he grabbed her slender ankle.

Mu Xiang stood outside the bamboo forest, deaf to the movement inside. I don't know how long it took before I was called in to wait.

At that time, the little lady had fallen asleep in the arms of the new emperor, frowning in her sleep, her face flushed, her lips slightly open, and she exhaled a stream of hot air. Jiang Huaiyang took the cloak in Mu Xiang's hand and covered it for her.

He noticed that she looked like she was sick, and said in a deep voice, "Go and call Imperial Doctor Ning." With that, he led her into his yard.

Mu Xiang was also worried about her own young lady, where did she dare to delay, so she lowered her hand and hurriedly turned around.

He put the little lady on the couch.

The guards from the palace had something to do, and after waiting for a long time, when they saw the new emperor coming back, they stepped forward and whispered a few words, with a solemn face.

He withdrew his hand from her waist and lifted the curtain from the chiseled copper hook. The curtain fell behind him, obscuring the light inside. He was tall and stood with his hands in his hands, "Drive back to the palace, Ruan Jieyu and the others don't have to accompany you." ”

The guards bowed their heads and said yes, and the chariots and horses went.

When Ruan Yuyi woke up slowly, there was only wood incense left in the house.

"Miss, you're awake." Mu Xiang raised the curtain, "Imperial Doctor Ning is waiting outside, but do you want to call him to come in to see a doctor now?" ”

Her throat was itchy, she covered her mouth and coughed a few times, relieved her breath, and said softly, "Call Imperial Doctor Ning in." ”

Ning He walked in with the medical box and saluted the falling bed curtain, looking respectful.

Since entering Beijing, she has been sick more often than when she was at home in Wuzhou, and these days she has come and gone, and the people in Luomei Xuan and Imperial Doctor Ning are also familiar with each other.

Ning He knew her condition well, changed his hand left and right through the scarf to check the pulse, and said calmly, "The little master still has to cultivate well, otherwise he will fall into the root of the disease." ”

She couldn't help coughing twice, her voice was weak, "The concubine remembers." ”

This recurrence of the disease is not a solution. It is rare for Imperial Doctor Ning to prescribe the medicine heavier, so that she can get better sooner and avoid suffering every day.

After sending away Imperial Doctor Ning, Ruan Yuyi was really uncomfortable, and when it was already dark at night, she dipped her pillow and fell asleep again.

Mu Xiang waited for her to fall asleep, reduced some charcoal, closed the doors and windows, and blocked the cold wind outside, and then went outside to guard.

Tiredness welled up, and she leaned against the couch in the hall and fell asleep hastily.

There was silence in the room. About a quarter of an hour later, the door was gently pushed open, and the moon was as cold as water, and white frost fell on the ground. The thin shadow lifted the soft curtain and entered the inner room.

The moon rises and the moon sets, and the birds chirp, but when the sky is bright, Mu Xiang is awakened by the continuous slapping of the door, and the force seems to be about to slap the door before stopping.

Mu Xiang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the young lady was still sleeping in the inner room. She was already sick and tired, and if she was woken up, it would add to her headache, but how could she be good.

She put on her embroidered shoes, walked to the door, went to the lock, and reprimanded in a low voice, "I don't know if it's lighter in the early morning, wake up the little master, you come to make amends?" ”

Her words suddenly stopped, and she frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

It was the palace maid next to Concubine Shu who patted the door, and at this moment she was sobbing and choking with tears in her eyes, her sideburns were scattered, and her hand was still holding the action of slapping the door in the air.

"Niangniang...... "The palace maid is not very old, as if she was frightened, and she can't understand the words, "Our mother ......"

Mu Xiang sighed, turned around and fetched tea for her, asking her not to be in a hurry and speak slowly.

The palace maid raised her head and drank the tea, and she drank it in a hurry, and the tea that flowed out slid to her chin. "Our mother was taken away by the palace guards yesterday, please Ruan Jieyu save our mother!" She wailed.

She threw herself down and fell to her knees. Yesterday, there was a sudden news in the palace that the Rong family had found 800 stones of pepper in their private collection, pepper was an ordinary thing, it was not surprising, but the problem was in this quantity.

Pepper, because of its flavor and cold-proof properties, was often mixed with mud on the walls of the imperial city. Ordinary officials and ordinary people are not allowed to do this.

As soon as the 800 stone pepper was found, the ambition of the Rong family was revealed. In order to deal with this matter, His Majesty hurriedly returned to the palace, and the concubine, who was the daughter of the Rong family, was naturally recalled to the palace and grounded in Chonghua Palace.

The incident happened suddenly, Concubine Shu was also panicked, and in a hurry, she left the little palace maid beside her and asked her to send a message to Ruan Yuyi, the only one who was good friends with her.

After hearing this, Mu Xiang's face turned pale, knowing that this matter could not be delayed, he took the little palace maid into the house, and he turned around and went to the inner room.

Her hand pressed against the door and pushed it away.

A choking smell came from the surface, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back. Suddenly remembering something, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly walked inside, calling Ruan Yuyi loudly, and slamming the doors and windows open.

The charcoal fire on the ground was still burning, and white smoke was billowing from the red.

Xiao Gong maid listened to Mu Xiang's eager voice, and also knew that it was not good, so she hurriedly moved the charcoal fire to the courtyard.

The cold wind howled in, and the smell quickly dissipated.

Ruan Yuyi shrank in the soft brocade satin mattress, closed her eyes, as if she was still asleep, not knowing what was happening around her, and not knowing that her maid was so anxious that she was about to cry.

(End of chapter)