It's just that even after drinking the soothing soup, Shu Yao couldn't sleep while lying on the couch. The horror of this day really unsettled her, and the warm embrace made her even more reminiscent, she reached out and touched her face, her cheeks were really hot, if anyone saw her at this time, she would definitely find her face flushed with shame.

As soon as she thought of that person, there was a deer pounding and jumping in her heart, and the faint sweetness covered the world, and before she had time to savor it, a strong uneasiness rose in her heart, and a more frightening thought became clearer and clearer. She suddenly realized that she had begun to change her feelings towards Shen Junzhuo at some point, from the fear at the beginning, to the unwarranted trust later, and then to the affection that was hidden in her heart now.

It turned out that for a long time, the faint joy in her heart when she saw him was the reason, the reason for those helplessness, and the reason for those red faces. How could she do that! How could she do that! How can she face this affection? She also kept calling him "Uncle Nine", where did she treat him as an elder like this? She suddenly felt a little ashamed that she was such a disgraceful person!

And he, is a high-ranking minister in the court, a loyal and good general of the official family, he is like an upright bamboo, and like a towering mountain, in her eyes he is not cruel, not tyrannical, only gentle and elegant, he is so perfect, how can she bear to let herself destroy his perfection?

Shu Yao felt as if a boulder had been pressed on her heart, dragging her down little by little, the more she thought about it, the more she felt disheartened, her whole body was like a cold day, and her heart seemed to be inserted with a knife, or a blunt blade, knife by knife, little by little, and cut a heart with *blood* Linlin, unrecognizable and fragmented.

After a night in such a mess, when she woke up in the morning, Shu Yao felt a little headache, touched the corner of her forehead, and it was hot. I sat up, but I suddenly felt dizzy, and I lay down again.

Mother Liu and the others heard the movement, came over to take a look, and were so frightened that they were about to invite Lang Zhong. Shu Yao wanted to stop it, but after thinking about it, it was better to spread some movement, and there was no need to find a reason not to go out of Yulan Courtyard. In fact, I touched the pulse, and sure enough, the wind and cold evil qi entered the body, and I had to burn it for a while, but I was not in a hurry, so I went to Liu's mother Zhang Luo.

When everyone dispersed, she lay on the couch alone, carefully thought about those dream-like feelings, and only felt melancholy in her heart, the feeling of pain spread up again, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help but shed two lines of tears, what should I do, what should I do? Teach her how to face him in the future?

She was recuperating in the Yulan Courtyard and never went out all day, and the news reached the Gantang Courtyard early in the morning. Mrs. Yu sent Liang's mother to see her, and she carried a large bag of medicinal herbs, and there were two fifty-year-old ginseng sticks in it. Shu Yao struggled to get up, and even said that she couldn't use it, wouldn't it be a waste for her to use such a good thing as a young man.

Mother Liang shook her head with a smile, and only said:

"What's not bad, it's the old lady's intention to give it to you, just keep it."

Shu Yao had to accept it. He also asked Mother Liu to take out the gadgets she bought on the street yesterday, pick out the delicate things inside, and give them to Mother Liang, so that she could bring them to Mrs. Yu.

Mother Liang saw that Shu Yao's complexion was really bad, and it was inconvenient to disturb her, so she left after staying for a short time. Shu Yao was groggy, and he didn't even eat well all day, but at night, he burned even higher, and his whole body hurt so badly that he couldn't wake up.

Shu Ya asked people to go out and invite Lang Zhong again, and after changing the recipe, Shu Yao was a little better, and when she woke up, she smiled with them:

"Sure enough, it's not self-healing. I'm in a dream thinking about how to prescribe a prescription, and I'm still in a hurry to why I can't write! ”

Shu Ya felt sorry for her and shed tears in pain, or Shu Yao knew that she must have not been able to rest well all day, afraid that she would not be able to have a good pregnancy, in case there was a mistake, it would be a big deal, repeatedly said that she was fine, persuaded her to go back to rest, and Shu Ya went back to the room.