How long Rong Tang was sick, Su Huaijing took a leave of absence.

It wasn't until Zhou Gang and Ke Hongxue, who only lacked the last step in their resignations, came to Yong'an Lane and asked Su Huaijing what he was planning to do, that he returned to the Yushitai and resumed the daily dynasty.

Bixin was transferred back from the suburbs of Beijing, and was responsible for Rong Tang's daily life and pulse diagnosis during the day. Su Huaijing returned home after noon, and in Rong Tang's half-asleep sleep, he dealt with some official affairs and private affairs of Yushitai.

Rong Tang occasionally opened his eyes and saw the dim light in the room, and Su Huaijing's increasingly haggard face under the light, he couldn't help but worry about whether he would break down and lose his eyes first.

can let him light a few more candles to make the room brighter, but Su Huaijing is unwilling.

He was afraid of disturbing Rong Tang's already restless sleep.

At the end of the morning of this day, Su Huaijing walked along the steps in front of the Taihe Palace, and there was a person in front of him wearing a crane court dress of a first-class master, surrounded by everyone, and he caught a glimpse of his figure, waved his hand to signal others to retreat, and stood in place for a while.

Su Huaijing stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Lord Wang." ”

"Hmm." King Ning Xuan nodded lightly, walked with him outside the palace gate, and asked casually as if inadvertently, "Rong Tang is sick?" ”

Su Huaijing felt sarcastic.

Rong Tang's illness lasted for more than ten days, and even the queen sent someone to ask, Rong Mingyu, his biological father, did not take the opportunity to ask about his son's situation until he saw him at the court meeting.

Su Huaijing lowered his head: "Back to the prince's words, yes." ”

Rong Mingyu glanced at him and asked nonchalantly, "How is the situation?" ”

Su Huaijing was in a trance for a while, and he didn't know what kind of answer Da Yu, King Ning Xuan, who was under one person, about the condition of his only sister-in-law.

He was silent for a moment and said, "The doctor said that you need to recuperate. ”

Rong Mingyu's steady pace slowed down by half a beat, turned his head to look at Su Huaijing, his sharp eyes roamed over him, and pulled out the meaning behind this sentence:

No comment.

Whether it's good or bad, whether he can live or die, his daughter-in-law didn't tell him at all.

Rong Mingyu looked at him for a few moments, looked away quietly, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to recuperate well, please ask the doctor to take care of it every day, and there should be a little maid to serve you in your daily life." As an official of the imperial court and an important minister of the imperial history, how can you abandon your position and serve your husband every day? ”

Su Huaijing lowered his head, looked at the red light reflected in the snow on both sides of the palace road, laughed lightly, stood still, and respectfully and gently confessed to his father-in-law: "The prince has taught me a lesson, Huaijing remembers." ”

That night, the cry of the children in the west courtyard of Ning Xuan's palace woke up the entire house, and Ning Xuan's concubine and young son both had high fevers and were dying.

On the second day, King Ning Xuan, who had never been absent from the early dynasty, took a rare leave.

Su Huaijing stood in the team, his eyes narrowed, the corners of his lips slightly raised, revealing a playful smile.

It turns out that it is not the state affairs that are important, but in the heart of the prince, Tang Tang is not weighty enough.

Su Huaijing's mood has changed a lot, like a spring, being pressed to the bottom, and the kind of pleasure that bounces back suddenly. All the bad emotions that depression cannot be revealed in the chest and have nowhere to vent find an outlet in an instant, and begin to rage unreasonably.

On the day when the young son's fever subsided, Rong Yuan, the third son of King Ning Xuan, began to have a fever; On the day when Rong Yuan's fever subsided, Rong Zhe, the eldest son of the second room, began to have a chill; On the day Rong Zhe recovered, Concubine Qian died in her sleep, with large patches of acne on her body.

The funeral letter reached Wang Xiuyu, and the housewife needed to go home to deal with the funeral, and the news finally reached Rong Tang's ears.

He woke up in the middle of the night, his body was a little hot, he was held in his arms, Su Huaijing closed his eyes, as if he was dreaming sweetly, and the corners of his lips slightly hooked an upward arc.

Rong Tang looked at it for a while, the arc did not retreat but rose, and Su Huaijing said lazily: "Tang Tang can kiss if he wants." ()”

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Rong Tang hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Qian's?" ”

Su Huaijing generously admitted: "I did it." ”

Rong Tang was immediately a little nervous, but he didn't know how to say it clearly, and after hesitating for a moment, Su Huaijing took the initiative to speak to reassure: "The child is fine." ”

Rong Xiaoshizi's eyes immediately lit up, and his sick appearance was as bright as a star in the sky, Su Huaijing couldn't help it, lowered his head and kissed it gently.

"The child is innocent, and it is not Rong Mingyu's child, the fever is because the Qian family did not take good care of him, causing him to catch a cold, and it has nothing to do with me."

If you really say anything about the relationship, it is probably because when Xingfeng took the medicine, he found that the child was sick, and he was worried that the two would be connected, Su Huaijing was misunderstood by Rong Tang, and came back to ask what to do, Su Huaijing let Bixin sneak into the palace to cure him.

But there is no need to tell Rong Tang, he is not a good person himself.

He just told Rong Tang: "Last autumn, Qian drugged his mother, and I found out. ”

Rong Tang's pupils shrank, and he was instantly nervous, Su Huaijing rubbed the back of his hand and whispered comfortingly: "Stopped."

, Tang Tang rest assured, his mother is fine. ”

He said: "I am not a good person, but I believe in the cycle of retribution, karma and effect, sooner or later, I will let her live a few more days if I am in a good mood, and I will let her pay for her evil deeds as soon as possible." It was the medicine she prepared herself, and I just gave it to her, so Tang Tang didn't have to worry too much. ”

Rong Tang was not sure for a while whether he was worried about Wang Xiuyu being almost poisoned by the Qian family, or whether Su Huaijing himself was considered to have committed murder.

Rong Tang just raised his eyes to look at him and asked in a low voice, "Why are you in a bad mood?" ”

The moonlight penetrates the window, the light is dim, and the pillow grinds, gentle and affectionate.

Su Huaijing chuckled lightly, and sighed half-truthfully: "Tang Tang promised me such a sweet candy, but he delayed it and refused to heal and cashed it, and asked me why I was in a bad mood, why did I bully people so much?" ”

“……”

Rong Tang was instantly dumbfounded, rolled on the bed, turned his back to Su Huaijing, and buried his head in the quilt until his ears were red with his breath.

Su Huaijing let him ostrich for a few seconds, turned sideways and hugged him, rubbed his chin lightly in Rong Tang's hair, and said softly in an airflow voice: "Good night Tangtang." ”

() Halfway through winter, when will you get better?

Rong Mingyu, who deserves revenge the most, you should always see his ending with your own eyes, right?

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On the first day of the lunar month, hundreds of officials rested.

The weather was fine, and Rong Tang's complexion was much better, so he got dressed and got out of bed.

Shuangfu Shuangshou had already packed his luggage, and the two got into the carriage out of the city.

Su Huaijing was a little unhappy, but in the end, he still followed Rong Tang and didn't say anything, but the frequency of frowning eyebrows was slightly higher.

That day, the nightmare needle was discovered by Rong Tang, and Su Huaijing did not hide it anymore, and grabbed Rong Tang's wrist from time to time to probe the pulse, and did not hide it for half a minute.

Instead, it makes the patient nervous on his own.

Su Huaijing asked him what he was nervous about, and Rong Tang smiled and said, "The doctor suffers by himself, I'm afraid you will be sad." ”

Su Huaijing couldn't say anything.

Where does Rong Tang look like a dying patient? He even had the leisure to worry about the doctor's mental health.

Su Huaijing didn't know what to say, and he was a little weak to say anything.

The moon was cold, Rong Tang insisted on worshipping the Buddha, Su Huaijing was reluctant, or let the carriage stop and go, and only entered the mountain gate of Tuolan Temple after noon.

The pure land of Buddhism, there is little incense mist, countless dignitaries and nobles, hard-working people in the world to seek the blessing of God and Buddha, and countless people go to the Zen temple, wanting to see the famous monk Hui Mian.

Rong Tang and Su Huaijing entered the mountain gate, and before they could explain their intentions, Xiao Shami stepped forward, folded his hands and recited the Buddha name: "Donor, please come with me." ”

Rong Tang was slightly surprised, but didn't say much, Su Huaijing stared at him, and said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask where the little master wants to take us?" ”

Xiao Shami said: "The donor has misunderstood, Uncle Shi only invited the donor alone, and asked you to wait outside." ”

When the words landed, Su Huaijing's face sank instantly, and he took a step forward to block in front of Rong Tang: "Who is your uncle, and why did you know that we were coming?" ”

"Uncle Shi said that the sky is fine and the snow is clear, so it's time for me to go back."

The perennial Sanskrit sound and Buddha in the temple are transmitted to the eardrums and cleanse the soul.

Su Huaijing didn't let him go, unwilling to let Rong Tang out of his sight, and after a moment of stalemate, Rong Tang gently patted his arm.

Su Huaijing turned his head, and Rong Tang said, "It's Master Huimian." ”

Su Huaijing was slightly stunned, his eyes moved slightly, and he insisted on being loosened for a moment, thinking that he had heard Hui Mian's law name.

Rong Tang said: "I once had a relationship with him, and the master gave him a treasure, and today I am here to return the treasure." ”

Shuangfu followed behind, holding a brocade box in his hand, which contained the Buddha statue that Rong Tang took away from Tuolan Temple that day.

He didn't tell anyone in advance, and even before he was stopped by the novices, Rong Tang wasn't sure if he would be able to meet Hui Mian on this trip.

But as soon as the phrase "old man" came out, he knew who he wanted to see.

Rong Tang asked Su Huaijing to wait for him in the wing room of the temple, and followed Shami to the monastery alone.

In the chanting pavilion, monks and pilgrims kneel side by side on the futon and chant in a low voice, for atonement, for prayer, for the world's ten thousand worldly desires.

The Buddha statue of compassion has compassion for the falling of his eyes, no desire, no desire, no hatred and no desire.

Rong Tang crossed the path, was led into a courtyard by the novice, the courtyard is planted with plum trees, the door of the house is facing the courtyard, there is a monk in a gray robe and white hair, kneeling on the futon, lighting a stove of incense, warming a pot of tea, looking up, inviting Rong Tang to enter the house and sit down.

The fragrance of tea leaves and the sandalwood of the temple were wrong, and Rong Tang's eyes fell on Hui Mian's long hair like snow, but the monk looked into his eyes and smiled.

The warm voice was like an ancient Buddha proverb, and he smiled and made up his mind: "In the eyes of the donor, there is a desire now." ”！