"Princess, the slave is going to serve you and get up."

Today's eldest princess is also getting up late, but the female red will come to Changning Hall in a while, and she can't let the princess get up so late.

Ginkgo pushed open the wooden door.

"Princess, you ...... Okay? But it's a cold? ”

The girl's eyes on the couch were closed, her pink lips were slightly open, her face was flushed abnormally, and a few words overflowed from her mouth.

Bai Guo frowned fiercely, the princess was fine yesterday, how did she become like this overnight?

"Who was on duty last night? Don't close the doors and windows carefully, and if the princess is sick, you all go down and receive the punishment!" ”

Bai Guo has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he is very angry when he speaks, and the maid who follows him knelt on the ground.

"Ginkgo ...... Don't blame them, after coming back from going to Qingjiang Hall yesterday, my body is not good, go to ...... Go and ask the doctor to come. ”

The girl was hoarse, as if she was very uncomfortable, and her voice was very small, and her breath was like a gossamer.

Bai Guo poured a glass of water, handed it to Wen Yao's mouth, turned his head to the maid who was still kneeling on the ground and said, "Don't go yet!" ”

—

"Princess, you still pity that Jiang Guo's proton, he has sent you all the sickness!" Bai Guo was angry.

The princess has a good heart, and yesterday she helped Jiang Ziyuan block the bullying of the five princes, but she caused herself to catch the cold, which is really good and not rewarded.

"It's Hongu who overestimated his physique...... Cough...... I didn't expect Jiang Ziyuan's illness to be so easy to contract ......"

Wen Yao's words were deliberately said loudly, so that the palace maids and eunuchs in the house could hear it.

The best way to keep the shard safe from bullying is to keep everyone away from him.

She went to Qingjiang Hall to stay for a while, and she fell ill on the second day, and other people who wanted to trouble Jiang Ziyuan would naturally be a little jealous.

Kill two birds with one stone.

It's worth it.

Wen Yao pinched her throat, which looked like swallowing a blade, and sniffed.

It is...... It's really hard to be sick.

—

The imperial doctor quickly rushed to the Changning Palace, and Wen Yaoqiang cheered up and cooperated with him.

The girl's expression was sorrowful, and her bright face lost its vitality, like a peony flower that had been knocked off the branches by a torrential rain.

Wen Yao was obediently cooperating with the imperial doctor on the surface, but in her heart, she was already planning the route to be sent to Qingjiang Hall after getting the medicine.

"The eldest princess is just the wind evil into the body, the cold invades the body, the minister prescribes medicine for the princess, as long as you take it on time, pay attention to keep warm and rest, the princess is deeply blessed, and there will be no big problem."

The older imperial physician did not notice the girl's distraction, so he put away the silk handkerchief on the girl's wrist and leaned over.

"Thank you, Doctor, Bai Guo, you go and grab the medicine."

—

From the Changning Hall of the eldest princess to the Qingjiang Hall of fragments, it takes a cup of tea to walk the avenue in the palace.

But Wen Yao chose the path around the Imperial Garden.

"Don't be afraid, host, I'm here with you!"

The night around was pitch dark, and only five fingers could be vaguely seen when he stretched out his hand, Wen Yao carried a dim lamp, dragging his slightly heavy footsteps forward with difficulty.

"There is a small unity, don't be afraid."

System: Bosh, the host is so cute, if the fragment of this world is not good for the host, it will really go crazy!

—

There were no guards in the Qingjiang Palace, Wen Yao knocked on the door, and after waiting for a long time, no one answered.

Jiang Ziyuan is sleeping.

Wen Yao sighed lightly and pushed the door open directly.

She didn't want to come at night, but only at night did she have the opportunity to hide from others and deliver medicine to the debris.

The girl stepped into the room with half a foot, but suddenly froze in place, and the palace lamp in her hand fell and made a very light sound.

The neck was pressed against something cold and sharp, as if it would cut through the fragile throat if it moved again.

There were only debris in the house, so—