This night, Lin Shuang'er slept very soundly, almost dreamless all night.

When she woke up on the second day, Lin Shuang'er subconsciously turned over, but she didn't expect to fall into someone's arms.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Ye Beicheng supporting his head with one hand, and his deep eyes looked at her for a moment, I don't know how long he looked at her.

"Frost woke up?" Ye Beicheng stretched out his hand to brush the broken hair on her forehead for her, and there was tenderness and wanton in his eyes.

Lin Shuang'er rubbed her worried eyes and said, "Isn't the husband going to the barracks?" Why haven't you gone yet? ”

She thought that this man had already left.

Yebei said: "I want to accompany Shuang'er more." ”

Lin Shuang'er said: "Why didn't the husband wake me up?" ”

Yebei admitted: "The husband wants to let Shuang'er sleep well." ”

Listening to Dongmei, Lin Shuang'er hadn't slept well for a few days, Ye Beicheng was very distressed, and when she saw that she finally had a good night's sleep last night, she was naturally reluctant to wake her up.

Seeing that she woke up naturally, he lifted the futon and got up.

Lin Shuang'er hurriedly got up and waited for him to dress.

"When is the husband leaving? Do you want to stay in the house for breakfast? Lin Shuang'er said to him while dressing him.

Yebei said: "Don't be in a hurry at this time, my husband will accompany Shuang'er to finish breakfast in the house." ”

Lin Shuang'er hooked her lips and was very happy in her heart.

Lin Shuang'er tied Ye Beicheng's belt, and her eyes were suddenly attracted by the purse on his waist.

She paused, the smile on her face frozen.

She took the purse in her hand and looked at it carefully, the same dragon and phoenix playing with pearls, and the word "night" was also embroidered under the pattern.

It was indeed no different from the purse she embroidered for Yebei, but she could still see at a glance that this purse was not hers......

Lin Shuang'er untied the purse around his waist, leaned to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and found that even the medicinal fragrance inside was different.

She put the refreshing phoenix grass, but there was only the fragrance of wormwood......

Lin Shuang'er frowned slightly, looked at the purse in her hand, and had a lot of thoughts for a while.

Seeing her staring at the purse in her hand, Yebei Cheng guessed that she had found out that the herbs in it had been replaced, so he took the initiative to explain: "The original herbs have been replaced with wormwood, and the frost has also smelled it, right?" ”

In fact, what Lin Shuang'er cared about was not whether the herbs in it had been replaced, but whether the entire purse had been replaced.

"Who gave this purse to my husband?" Lin Shuang'er asked him.

Yebei said: "Isn't this embroidered by Shuang'er for her husband?" ”

Lin Shuang'er frowned slightly, and did not speak for a while.

Ye Beicheng said puzzledly: "What's wrong?" ”

Lin Shuang'er pondered for a moment, and then said: "Shuang'er will re-embroider one for her husband, okay?" ”

"Don't want it? Why? Doesn't Frost like the wormwood in it? "Night North Chengdao.

This is the first time Lin Shuang'er embroidered a purse for him, which is of great significance, how can he be willing to throw it away.

Tie the purse back to his waist, and Yebei said: "My husband likes this one, and Shuang'er doesn't need to embroider my husband again." ”

Lin Shuang'er stared at the purse on his waist for a long time, and finally didn't speak again.

Dongmei prepared a meal and sent it to the table, calling the two to go to eat.

The two sat at the dinner table, and kept putting vegetables in Lin Shuang'er's bowl at night.

"Eat more frost, these are frost's favorite foods."

Lin Shuang'er still didn't have much appetite, not only did she have no appetite, but she was even a little sick to her stomach when she looked at the delicious dishes on this table.

But because of the presence of the night north, Lin Shuang'er didn't show it much. She lowered her head, silently ate the dishes in the bowl, chewed slowly, and glanced at the purse hanging from his waist from time to time, with a complicated expression.

Yebei Cheng saw that she had eaten very little, so he said, "But the food is not appetizing?" ”

Lin Shuang'er put down the dishes and chopsticks and said, "It's just that I don't have a good appetite, and I can't eat anything recently......

Ye Beicheng also put down the dishes and chopsticks, reached out to her forehead, and found that she was all right, and there was no sign of fever.

Thinking of Dongmei's mention, Lin Shuang'er couldn't sleep well at night, and was always woken up by nightmares, Ye Beicheng was not at ease, so he said: "Later, my husband will find a doctor to take a look at Shuang'er and see if Shuang'er is really sick." ”ap.

As soon as the words fell, a woman's voice suddenly came from outside the house.

"What doctor else is the prince looking for? Am I just a ready-made doctor? ”

Lin Shuang'er followed the prestige and saw that it was Jiang Wan who walked in with a smile.

Jiang Wan's afterglow swept over Lin Shuang'er's face, walked straight to Ye Beicheng, and said, "What doctor is the prince looking for, don't you believe in my medical skills?" ”

Ye Beicheng had an indifferent look on his face, and said in a normal tone: "What are you doing in the mansion?" Didn't you stay in the barracks? ”

Jiang Wan said: "I'm also worried that Miss Lin is unwell, last time she was injured and bitten by a poisonous snake, although the residual poison in her body is clear, there are also certain sequelae." ”

"What after-effects?" Ye Beicheng frowned slightly.

Jiang Wan looked at Lin Shuang'er and said, "Miss Lin has had a loss of appetite recently, often has nightmares, and cold sweat all over her body?" ”

Lin Shuang'er nodded and said, "What Miss Jiang said is right. ”

Her symptoms in the past few days, Jiang Wan said word for word.

Jiang Wan said: "That's right, this is the sequelae I said." ”

Regarding what Jiang Wan said, Lin Shuang'er did not agree.

She said: "But I was injured externally, even if I was poisoned by snakes, didn't you say before that the snake venom in my body has been completely cleared?" How can there be sequelae? ”

Jiang Wan smiled: "Miss Lin doesn't understand pharmacology, so naturally she doesn't understand these truths, even if I say it, Miss Lin may not be able to understand it." ”

Lin Shuang'er thought she was stupid, but she didn't understand the sarcasm in Jiang Wan's words.

However, she has never liked to argue with others, so she said to Yebei: "Husband, don't bother Miss Jiang, I'll just ask Dongmei to find me an outside doctor." ”

Without waiting for Ye Beicheng to speak, Jiang Wan immediately said: "Don't bother, it's just a matter of raising your hands, besides, I know Lin Shuang'er's symptoms better, and I can better prescribe the right medicine, what does the prince think?" ”

Ye Beicheng pondered for a moment, looked at Jiang Wan and said, "Can you be sure to cure the sequelae of Shuang'er?" ”

Jiang Wan said: "When I came back this time, I came back to dispense medicine for Miss Lin, as long as I took the medicine on time, the sequelae will be cured soon." ”

Hearing this, Ye Beicheng put his mind at ease and said to Lin Shuang'er: "Jiang Wan's medical skills are exquisite, let her prescribe medicine for you." ”

Lin Shuang'er looked at Jiang Wan, then at Ye Beicheng, and finally compromised: "Since the husband thinks it's okay, Shuang'er doesn't have any opinions." ”

After breakfast, Ye Beicheng went to the barracks with Jiang Wan.

Lin Shuang'er sent Ye Beicheng to the door, this time, she didn't spoil him as usual and let him come back earlier, just stood at the door in a regular manner, staring at him with heavy eyes.

Ye Beicheng put down the sedan curtain, and always felt that today's Lin Shuang'er was a little abnormal.

He lowered his eyes, unconsciously resting on the purse on his waist, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Untied the purse, Yebei Cheng carefully looked at the word "night" embroidered under the pattern, and finally found something strange.

This is not the purse that Lin Shuang'er embroidered for him......