After such an incident, Han Min'er was in no mood to have trouble with her little brother again.

If he didn't sleep in the bed, he was still a waiter with no identity, so Luo Qianhuai was still sent back to Fang Yan's courtyard.

During the day, the news that the lord of Yong'an Weng brought back a beautiful son who was as rich as jade spread in the backyard early in the morning, and he was dressed like a peacock at night, and there were not a few Meilangjun who wanted to come out to try his luck, Luo Qianhuai met several people on the return trip, and every time he hung his head and mixed up.

Anyway, she was followed by the grandmother beside the owner, and those people didn't dare to come close to take a look.

Fang Yan is the most outstanding among the Lang Jun, so he is also favored, and he lives in an independent courtyard.

The courtyard door was closed, and Luo Qianhuai breathed a sigh of relief. Sang Luo, the little attendant who served Fang Yan here, was about the same height as Luo Qianhuai, with red lips and white teeth, and black and beautiful eyebrows, which was almost the same as the makeup that Fang Yan gave Luo Qianhuai, so he could be used as this shield.

Everyone thought that Fang Shaojun launched his own waiter in order to consolidate his pet, where would he think of anything else?

Because of Fang Shaojun's absence, Sang Xiaoshou was lazy and rested early, and when he heard the movement and wanted to get up to watch, he found that he was dizzy and couldn't get up at all.

Luo Qianhuai saw that his face was flushed, so he hurriedly went over to check, but found that his forehead was amazingly hot, and he was afraid that it had exceeded thirty-nine degrees Celsius.

"Why did you get sick all of a sudden?" Fang Yan tightly locked his eyebrows: "Lord Weng's Mansion does not leave patients, so he has to move out of the mansion, but now that you are here with his identity, what are you going to do?" ”

Sang Xiaoshou was groggy and groggy, but he also heard his words clearly. Although he is a small waiter, he has also stayed in this place of intrigue for a long time, he is extremely smart and transparent, and he doesn't ask Luo Qianhuai's origin much, but he just said:

"Shaojun, I'm strong, maybe I'm cold, just get some sleep, don't send me out."

He hadn't seen it with his own eyes, but he guessed from the secrecy of many people about the fate of those who went out to recuperate. At the very least, none of the patients who were dragged away have ever returned.

There is never a shortage of people in Lord Weng's mansion, and when the old one is gone, the new one will be replaced. The iron-clad master is a slave of flowing water, even if it is these beautiful men in the backyard, they are also changed frequently.

Fang Yan covered his mouth and nose and was full of hesitation, but Luo Qianhuai opened his mouth: "Don't think about it when you're sick, you'll be fine with me." ”

She carefully checked Sang Luo's pulse, and saw that his pulse was slow, his tongue was thin and white, he had a high fever and headache, chills and no sweating, and he also had nausea and anorexia, and his nose was not stopped, so she determined the symptoms.

It's just a cold and cold. It seems to be very ordinary, but if the treatment is not lawful, it will also endanger life.

Luo Qianhuai was glad that he was prescient. Because of the cold weather recently, she has specially prepared some Tongxuanli Lung Pills to treat wind chill in the past few days.

Coincidentally, she brought a total of so many medicines with her when she went out this time, and most of them came in handy.

He counted eight Tongxuanli Lung Pills and gave them to Sang Luo, and found a thick quilt to cover him in preparation for sweating. After doing these things, Luo Qianhuai went to find Fang Yan.

The latter is very good at the way of flattery, and he is taking the food specially left by Sang Luo, and the fire that burns the tea is slightly hot, so he beckons Luo Qianhuai to eat.

Luo Qianhuai brought a detoxification pill with him, and he deliberately distinguished that there was no peculiar smell in the food, so he ate with peace of mind.

"I have done everything I promised the woman. I wonder when you're leaving? Fang Yan asked.

"Let's see." Luo Qianhuai himself couldn't say: "Maybe it's tonight, maybe you have to stay a few more days." ”

This answer also seemed to be expected by Fang Yan: "My current safety has been tied to you." So if you don't leave, then it's better to hide in the house and don't go out, otherwise something will happen."

"It won't affect you." Luo Qianhuai responded. She actually wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in this Fang Yan gourd.

The small courtyard is not large, and there is a study room outside the bedroom, which is usually used for guests to play the piano. Tonight, Fang Yan slept in the warm pavilion of the study and gave the bedroom to Luo Qianhuai.

Luo Qianhuai cautiously locked the doors and windows, and pushed the makeup table to the door to cope with the changes from time to time, before sleeping with his clothes.

Before the arrival of the child, Zhu Niang and He Qing first received a flying pigeon from Weiying. He first severely criticized the two of them for finding Luo Qianhuai to save people without authorization, told them that he had other arrangements, and assigned them another task.

At the same time, the Chengming Hall of Weiyang Palace in Xijing. Emperor Yu Heng, who was wearing a dark dragon robe, put down his pen and rubbed his eyes.

The old eunuch standing on the side of the imperial case immediately handed over a cup of hot tea: "Your Majesty, it's almost time, it's time for you to rest." ”

"I'm in good spirits." The emperor took a sip of the tea, with a smile on his face: "Then Xue Wen's recipe works well, but it's a little troublesome." ”

"Your Majesty." The old eunuch smiled when he heard this: "Since it is easy to use, Your Majesty, you don't have to be afraid of trouble - you are our Dayu day, this day is clear, don't say that the small people below are rootless people like the old slave, and they are all the same as Mu Enze." ”

"You old thing can talk." The emperor smiled indifferently and didn't pick up the topic again: "In the past few days, there are any interesting things inside and outside the court, tell me about them." ”

The old eunuch's hand in his sleeve pinched his palm quietly: "There is really one thing, although it is not an interesting thing, but the old slave thought, I should let you know it." ”

The emperor knew that this old eunuch would not be untargeted, so he slowly smiled: "Say it, don't sell it." ”

"Your Majesty, do you remember the child you ordered to raise in the court fifteen years ago?"

The emperor turned his head slowly, and his voice seemed to float from far away: "You mean, Yu Chu, the grandson of the crown prince?" ”

The old eunuch lowered his head: "Yes." ”

The emperor's expression was a little dazed, as if he was reminiscing, and as if he was saying to himself: "It's been so many years." He must have been crowned, right? ”

"Counting, Yu Chu is twenty-one years old, and he has passed the age of crowning." Seeing that the emperor didn't ask any more questions, the old eunuch continued: "Your Majesty did not restrict his freedom back then, so when he reached the age of fifteen, he left the court and went out alone to make a living. ”

"So what exactly are you trying to talk about today?" There was an invisible deterrence in the Emperor's voice.

The old eunuch knelt down: "I heard that Lord Yong'an Weng went on a trip yesterday and met Yu Chu in the suburbs of Beijing, so he appreciated it very much and brought people back."

"Nonsense!" The emperor's face turned pale, and he slammed the Yuguo Azure teacup in his hand out.

The wrath of the emperor, no one dares to take it. All the maids and eunuchs in the hall knelt down silently.

"Your Majesty is angry." The old eunuch took two steps on his knees: "You must not be angry, blame the old slave for this mouth, talking nonsense about what is wrong!" ”

As he spoke, he slapped himself the cheek, but only after two or three strokes was stopped by the emperor.

"What's wrong with you." His anger came and went quickly: "I am confused, Min'er's surname is Han, and he has the same surname as Yu Chuben, even if there is something, he can't suffer a loss." ”

(End of chapter)