Ruan Yuyi stretched out her hand and gestured to the bench opposite, "Childe, please take a seat." With that, he hooked the tea handle again and wanted to pour tea for him. She didn't even notice it, her fingertips twitching imperceptibly.

He took the freshly poured tea and poured it in thanks.

She bowed her head, and the words she wanted to ask were tossing and turning in her mouth, and she finally asked after a while, "Dare to ask the name of the son?" Her heart was beating like a drum, and she panicked.

This person is a straight person, and when he saw her ask, he just answered:

"Under the surname Yuan, the name is Yuhuai."

When she heard that it wasn't the name, she breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled a little self-deprecatingly, she was really confused, how could a person come back from the dead.

If my brother knew that she had such thoughts, I am afraid that he would laugh at her.

The two of them chatted casually. But it's gossip, but it's mostly him talking.

Yuan Yuhuai picked up the teacup, and when he raised his head, most of the cup was gone, and his eyes under the mask were slightly stunned, as if he was telling some distant story, "I was mixed up by something, and I haven't returned home for a long time, I don't hurt myself, but I think that there are still widows and weak sisters at home——"

She was silent for a while, added some tea for him, and comforted, "Your mother and sister will definitely not bear to blame you, it is good to be able to go back." ”

It's better than having no bones left in the frontier, so you can only ask your family to place their affection on things and the fragrance in the sky.

"Look at the son's rhetoric, have you never been home?" If he returns, he will not linger outside.

He rubbed the cup in his hand, "Zaixia's home is not in Beijing, I want to go back, there is still a way to go." His voice was low, very soft, but she could hear eagerness in it.

She took out a purse from her sleeve, put it on several cases, and pushed it to him, "I think Childe will use this in the future." "Inside is some broken silver, and a piece of jade pendant, which is more than enough to spend on the way home.

Yuan Yuhuai thought about it for a while, and knew that he was dozing off, and the pillow came just in time, so he said, "The girl is kind and rewarded." But I don't know where to pay back the money? He grabbed the snow-blue satin purse and tightened his hand.

"You don't have to pay it back, just use it."

She had already left the part for the consultation, not to mention that if she wanted to return it, it would indeed be inconvenient, and she couldn't ask him to go to the palace to find someone.

He hesitated, and when he saw that she was dressed extraordinarily, he accepted it, and thanked him.

At this moment, the guy from the medical hall came from next door, and the doctor returned.

Ruan Yuyi stood up, owed, Yuan Yuhuai said, "I still have some things, the son is slow to use, and he will not be accompanied." With that, she went out.

Catching a glimpse of several men in black at the other table, she threw herself at it, and the guards had to return to their seats.

Stepping out of the threshold, it happened that Mu Xiang came back with a bag of chestnuts, "Miss? The doctor returned? She glanced at the guy on the side.

Ruan Yuyi hummed, and said what happened to Fang just now.

Mu Xiang was stunned for a moment, and didn't know what to say. Echoing a few words of curiosity, I am afraid that it will arouse Miss's sadness again, but if it weren't really that similar, Miss would have gotten better so easily that she wouldn't suddenly remember it.

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The doctor was already waiting in the infirmary, and he rested and took tea to quench his thirst.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Ruan Yuyi, and motioned for her to sit down first, "What are the symptoms of the girl?" "Straighten up the small pillow for your wrist in front of you.

She lowered her eyes and said slowly, "There was a group of doctors who diagnosed the happy pulse before, and I had doubts in my heart, so I came here to confirm one or two." ”

She put her wrist on it, and Mu Xiang took the scarf and covered it.

The doctor adjusted his breath and checked his pulse several times, frowned slightly, and said, "This is a misdiagnosis." It is said that the happy pulse is very easy to identify, and it should not be such a mistake. ”

Her heart sank, and her face turned pale. I also vaguely knew in my heart that this was designed by someone.

The imperial physician is the person next to the Queen Mother - it seems that the Queen Mother regards her as a thorn in the flesh, and she has to press this charge of bullying on her head, she still wants to be filial piety in the past.

Her eyelashes twitched. It's just that he has decided that she has a body, and he seems to care a little.

At this moment, she seemed to be forced to the edge of a cliff, and she was cold. Maybe there is only one way left - if you want to give birth a month later, it is also very easy to fool you.

She asked the doctor for a prescription for "self-cultivation".

Seeing that her face was not good, the doctor instructed two sentences, wrote a prescription in three or two, and ordered the man to prepare pills. After a while, the pills were wrapped in oiled paper and handed to her, and she was told when to take them.

"Thank you." She pinched the oiled paper, her fingertips white.

As long as you stop the decoction of the child, you will be fine if you hide it from him. Yes, that's all......

After quitting her doctor, she walked slowly through the market, obviously a little absent-minded.

Mu Xiang squeezed her palm soothingly, in exchange for her squeeze. When passing by the teahouse, Mu Xiang glanced inside, but he didn't see the masked son in the young lady's mouth.

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Let's say that Yuan Yuhuai called a carriage to the riverbank. Cars and boats come and go on the shore, and there are boatmen shouting loudly to pull people, which is very prosperous.

He looked around, and Fang abandoned the car and got on the boat.

He hid from the Khitan pursuers all the way and fled to the capital, fearing that the Khitans would find out, so he hid his face.

After being hit by the sword that year, he was brought back by the Khitans for healing, and during the recuperation, the Khitans did not stop thinking about wooing him, and those people persevered until he found an opportunity to escape.

He looked back in the direction of the Imperial City.

However, it is inconvenient to face the saint for a while, so it is better to go back to Wuzhou to visit the widow and weak sister first, so that they can be reassured first, and just take this opportunity to avoid the pursuers - those people are afraid that they have been chased to the capital.

The boatman rowed the boat, chattering with him in a rambling manner, "Son, you came at the right time, if you had come earlier, you would not have been able to walk this waterway." ”

"Oh?" Yuan Yuhuai's tail voice rose, "What do you say?" ”

The boatman sighed heavily, "Isn't there something strange about this year, the rivers are frozen, and we are almost cut off from making a living. Fortunately, it has warmed up a little bit a few days ago. Do you know the concubine in the palace? ”

He hadn't actually heard it, and he couldn't bear to disturb the boatman's chat, so he nodded in agreement.

The boatman continued, "It was thanks to her that she mentioned the emperor that someone was sent to break the ice in the river. ”

He casually praised two sentences, and felt that something was wrong in his heart. Not to mention that the women in the palace rarely know about civil affairs, and there are ancestral regulations that the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, I am afraid that the new emperor did this in her name, in order to give the boatman a good reputation for the concubine Niangniang.

As for why the new emperor is like this-

He gazed at the receding scenery around him and didn't think much about it.

The boatman was so flustered that he still didn't say a word. Yuan Yuhuai agreed casually, but his mind drifted to Wuzhou in the south of the Yangtze River.

I don't know if Ah Niang and my sister will forgive him as the girl just said, but even if he wants to beat or scold, he is willing to accept it.

Thinking like this, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and a pair of eyes that were very similar to Ruan Yuyi's eyes sparkled.

(End of chapter)