Mo Qianlan's breathing stopped for a moment.

However, facing Mo Lingfeng's flushed little face, he put her away as if nothing happened, tucked the quilt, and said softly: "Brother is guarding you here, sleep well, and you won't feel uncomfortable when you wake up." ”

Mo Lingfeng replied vaguely, and shook his head again: "Don't drink medicine." ”

Mo Qianlan touched her face lovingly: "My brother asked Li Yi to add a taste of rock candy to the recipe, and my brother often drinks it like this, it's not bitter at all, and when I'm done drinking, I'll give you amber walnuts, okay?" ”

Mo Lingfeng cheered up and listened, stretched out his tongue and licked his dry pale lips: "Brother's medicine is also a little bitter." ”

"Yes, my brother's medicine rock candy is less," Mo Qianlan replied in a low voice, "Before you said that you would send a Xuancheng Zhuge pen to Wu Jin, my brother had already sent someone to order it, and when you got well and the pen was delivered, you personally sent it to Wu Jin." ”

He stroked her hair, his heart was bitter, astringent and sour, and secretly scolded Wu Jin for being a stinky boy.

Mo Leaf closed his eyes in a daze.

Mo Qianlan straightened his waist, and his expression suddenly changed, his face was as cold as the sudden wind.

He glanced at the trembling subordinates in the room, and then looked down at the two soft satin home-style shoes placed on the pedal, but after all, he did not have a seizure, but walked to the cubicle in silence.

The grandmother followed him and told him the news she had just received: "I secretly went to the kitchen, climbed high to find Bingjian, and ate all the uncooked cheese left in it, I am afraid that it is the cold that has caused the disease." ”

"Is Li Yi here?"

"It should be almost there."

The sky outside was still unclear, and the sudden wind swept through the eaves and tiles, penetrating everywhere, looking for various opportunities to enter the room, making a sharp whistling.

The candle flame in the compartment was covered with a glass lampshade, and it was left to the wind and rain to illuminate Zhao Shiheng, who was in a hurry.

As soon as Zhao Shiheng saw Mo Qianlan, he looked him up and down in shock: "Mama, what does this look like, hurry up and reason for him." ”

Mo Qianlan was uncovered and barefoot, pulling on her shoes, very unruly, and the grandmother hurriedly ordered someone to take Mo Qianlan's things and shoes and socks to comb her hair.

"Don't bother, just take Ah Yan's comb and her jasper bamboo hairpin," Mo Qianlan walked out of the heat and wanted to take off the crane, "tea." ”

He lowered his head to untie the crane tie, only to find that he had tied a dead knot, and he couldn't untie it after several times, so he had to give up.

Grandma Grandma really took Mo Lingfeng's comb and the unused hosta, carefully put his hair through it, and tied his hair with a hairpin.

Mo Qianlan lifted the heel of his shoes and returned to his human appearance, the sweat on his back was also subdued, and his hands and feet became cold.

Picked up the teacup casually and drank it to the end in one go, Li Yitie also rushed over with the medicine box on his back, arched his two hands to salute Mo Qianlan, Mo Qianlan had already waved his hand and stood up, and strode out of the compartment: "Look at Ah Yan." ”

Li Yitie hurriedly followed, seeing that Mo Lingfeng was groggy and groggy, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to call the pulse, and after a while, he withdrew his hand and muttered: "There is disharmony in the spleen and stomach, internal fire leakage, and food accumulation, what did you eat last night?" ”

Mo Qianlan said: "I ate too much ice cheese at night. ”

Li Yitie frowned: "Miss Mo is young and ignorant, she doesn't know how to be modest, how can she be so indulgent, if she hurts her spleen and stomach when she is young, she will be affected for the rest of her life." ”

Mo Qianlan nodded: "What you said is true." ”

Li Yitie snorted: "I'll go to open the prescription." ”

He picked up the medicine box and walked out, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around, with a suspicious face, and walked back to the bedside, taking a closer look at Mo Lingfeng's face.

After reading it, he probed the back of Mo Lingfeng's neck again, and when he saw that there was no sweat, he said to Mo Qianlan: "Please raise the lamp." ”

Mo Qianlan saw that his expression was solemn, and his heart immediately hung up, and he came over with a candle and held it to Li Yi's side, seeing Mo Lingfeng's brows frowning slightly, he let the candle flame shake her eyes, so he took a handkerchief to cover her eyes.

Li Yitie reached out and pinched Mo Lingfeng's cheeks, squeezed her mouth open, and looked at the near molars in her mouth through the bright firelight.

After watching, he straightened his waist, and his expression between his eyebrows was a little relaxed: "It should be food accumulation, reduce fever first, don't feed it for the time being, let the stomach rise first, I'll go to prescribe it, but you should always be careful about high fever, and I'll come back in three hours." ”

He walked out again with the medicine box: "There is an old wormwood in the house, take it out and fumigate all corners, today the sky will change, there is moisture on the ground, and the evil and thief wind is the easiest to enter the body." ”

Mo Qianlan responded one by one, and after Li Yijiao left, the moisture had already reached a higher level, and the sky had never been brightened, and the fragrance of wormwood and the slightly bitter smell of medicine began to rise in Changsuiju.

Mo Qianlan stayed in Changsuiju, her butt couldn't click on the bench, she checked Mo Lingfeng's situation back and forth, and wet her lips.

He also forgot that he was hungry, but Zhao Shiheng's stomach roared, only to realize that it was already Chen Pai time, so he simply asked people to put the food in the compartment.

He ate light and simple, breakfast only japonica rice porridge with cabbage, because Zhao Shiheng was there, he added another basket of soup dumplings, and drank two sips without knowing the taste, Yin Nan came in with a paralyzed face: "Master, Mr. Zhao, Abei is back." ”

Mo Qianlan put down the bowl: "Go to the study." ”

Zhao Shiheng stuffed the soup bag in his hand into his mouth, reached out and pinched another one, and had no intention of standing up.

Sure enough, before the bun could be swallowed, Mo Qianlan sat down again: "Call Yin Bei to come here." ”

When Yin Bei came, the dining table had been withdrawn, and the rain fell, at first it was dripping, and then it was dense, and the balls were generally hitting the tiles, and the rain curtain under the corridor was splashed wet on the stone steps, which made people shiver.

The grandmother led the people to close the door and window, and then lit the fire and continued to steam wormwood, and the room was suddenly warm, and the smell was strong, but there was no smoke.

Yin Bei stood and ate three rice cakes in a row, drank a full cup of tea, and then stopped his hunger for a while: "When I rushed there, Fubao had already passed the horse garden and rushed to Yongning Fort, and did not stay in the city. ”

Zhao Shiheng thought carefully: "So hidden, it seems that he received His Majesty's secret order and quietly went out of Beijing, there should be no residence along the way, no officials, Fu Bao is a talent, he didn't leave any traces, no wonder he can be proud for so long in the inner servant." ”

Mo Qianlan frowned: "The news came too late. ”

The Mo family also had eyeliner in Kyoto, but Fubo traveled without warning, and when they found out that Fubao was not sick, but left Kyoto, and then sent the letter to Kuanzhou, Fubao had already left Kuanzhou City.

Zhao Shiheng tapped his palm with a folding fan: "The top priority is to know what Fubao is doing in Kuanzhou, is there really a secret intention to go to Yongning Fort?" None of our business? ”

Mo Qianlan sneered: "He doesn't move our minds, but he moves the peaceful fortress?" The fortress could not fill his treasury. ”

Zhao Shiheng couldn't figure out the holy will for a while, but he had to think about it more - half a month ago, the book returned to Kuanzhou, and a day later, Mo Qianlan went to the book again, and now I am afraid that it has only arrived at His Majesty's desk.