After that day, the book was angry with me, and always avoided me as much as possible. Occasionally come in and wipe it, but always don't talk to me.

How could I not know what was in my mind when I was waiting for a book? It's just Concubine Hua...... I really don't want her to save me.

If she makes a move, Qing Cang will let me go, in the end, it's just that Concubine Hua has a heavier weight in Qing Cang's heart. If she tried her best and I couldn't lift the ban, then what's the use? It's just one more owe a favor......

Even if I have subtly recognized the cordiality between me and Concubine Hua in my heart, even if I regard her as a sister, I still don't want her to go through this troubled water for me.

Isn't it nice to be like this now?

After a few more days, my body became heavier and heavier.

"Ahem, ahem." I felt a tightness in my chest, and I couldn't hold back a few coughs, and a blood-red peony bloomed on the handkerchief.

Although it is the night of early April, if there is no white, the warm sun of the day is always cold and makes people shiver.

The people of the Ministry of Internal Affairs saw that the wind made the rudder accustomed to it, and there was no thick quilt, charcoal fire, and warm grain.

Nian has taken a thin spring/day/cloak and put it on me, "Don't look at it, little master, it's cold and panicked at night." With that, he took me back to the Cabinet.

After helping me to the bed, he told Qiaohui to come in, cut two round pieces of red silk plaster and put them on my temples on both sides.

I felt a chill in both temples, and I seemed to be more awake. I could hear the wind outside the window, so I still lay on the bed and didn't bother to move.

I am more open-minded than ever, and although I still hope that Qingcang will come to see me, I already know that this is an extravagant hope.

"The little master's health is getting worse and worse, so the slave and maid went to invite the imperial doctor." Qiao Hui said and was about to turn around.

I hurriedly grabbed her, "Qiaohui, it's okay." Now that we are down, who in the Tai Hospital is willing to come to this Furong Xuan? "I'm afraid that even passing by Furong Xuan, I will feel that I have touched the moldy head, right?

Qiaohui hurriedly came over to help me, afraid that I would fall, "Little master, your body...... The slave maid went to boil herbs for the little master, and the little master rested for a while. ”

I nodded to her lightly, looking at the direction of Qiaohui's departure, somewhat comforted.

I only knew that Qiao Hui was smart before, but I didn't pay much attention to it. Now that he is down, he has only relied on Nian alone, but he has already burdened Nian. Jing Tian is still young, and she has been pampered with me in the house since she was a child, and she has a temper. Only this clever wisdom is an idea.

It's just that...... Boiling medicine? How long can I live with this ruined body?

Lying down along the thin quilt, I suddenly remembered that on this couch, there had been me and Qingcang endlessly entangled, suddenly felt nauseous, got up and retched.

Although he didn't pay much attention to me these days, he was always outside the door. As soon as she heard the movement, she hurriedly came, "Little master, what's wrong with you!" ”

"It's okay......" I endured the feeling of nausea and comforted the book, "Your young lady, I am blessed with a great life, and I will be fine!" ”

"But ......"

I interrupted the book so that she wouldn't have to think again, "I'm hungry!" ”

"Hungry? Okay, I'll go to the small kitchen right away and cook something delicious for the little master! ”

I nodded, thinking that I was too aggrieved to wait for the book. I wanted to find a good family for her in a few days, but now, who would marry a down-and-out concubine?

…… When the book came to the small kitchen alone, he poured a fire in it for a while, and his heart became more and more unwilling.

Firing? That's not what I'm supposed to do! I can't be grounded in Furong Xuan for the rest of my life, and I have to work hard to even come up with this Furong Xuan!

The little master's health is getting worse and worse, perhaps, it's time.