Chapter 16

Rong Jin didn't know whether she had won Shen Yu's trust with this set of words, she maintained the calm on her face, and stood there motionless, let him look at her.

Maybe he believed it for the time being, and maybe he didn't have the intention to take care of these at this time, so Shen Yu didn't ask any more questions.

Rong Jin waited for a moment, and when he saw him closing his eyes tiredly, he gently exited the inner room.

She let out a long breath, wiped the fine sweat from her palms, and did not go back to her fine willow courtyard, but went to the tea room again.

Xiaorui was still napping with her cheeks, Rong Jin looked at the morning glow in the sky through the window, and washed off the residual makeup on her face with the water of the tea room.

Without hot water, the cold well water froze her shoulders and shrunk her shoulders, and at the same time dispelled her sleepiness and made her sober a lot.

When Xiaorui woke up, she happened to see Rong Jin curling her hair by the window, blinked, and pointed to her hair that could only be held behind her ears temporarily: "What's wrong here?" ”

The strand of hair that was cut off by Shen Yu was neither long nor short, but it was just difficult to get in, which also made Rong Jin a little troubled.

She sighed a little helplessly and made an excuse to prevaricate.

Xiao Rui rubbed her sore neck, got up to stretch her muscles and bones, and thanked Rong Jin: "I asked you to do it for me before, it's all this hour, you can go back and rest." ”

"It's okay," Rong Jin added a few pieces of refined charcoal to the furnace, and said casually, "I'm guarding here for Mama, Childe is very sick this time, maybe there will be a shortage of manpower." ”

Sleepiness was naturally there, but she still wanted to stay in Zhuxuan, and saw Shang Lu go out of the city overnight to invite the "Yan girl".

It would have been nice if it was the one she recognized.

Xiaorui didn't doubt him, and when she saw that Rong Jin took the initiative to take over her own work, she said politely: "Then I'll go to the kitchen and bring you some snacks." ”

Rong Jin responded with a smile.

She waited for a long time in the teahouse, listening to the attendants in and out of the courtyard, until it was close to noon, and finally she looked forward to the person she was waiting for.

The noon sun squinted her eyes, and she raised her hand to cover it, so that she could see the woman who followed Shang Lu to the other courtyard.

She is tall, wearing a moon-white men's dress, her long hair is not in a bun, and she wears hairpin ring jewelry, but she takes a hairband and ties it up at will, which looks neat and neat.

And that long face looks cold, quite a bit of "don't get close to the living" temperament.

It was Yan Qingyi.

Rong Jin and Yan Qingyi hadn't seen each other for several years, and the year before last they finally got the opportunity to go to the suburbs of Beijing, but they were told that she had left Jingnan, and she didn't expect to meet again here.

Yan Qingyi seemed to be aware of her gaze, raised her eyes, and her footsteps followed.

Shang Lu remembered Shen Yu's injury in his heart, and invited people over almost non-stop, seeing that they were all in the courtyard, but he suddenly stopped and urged eagerly: "Doctor Yan, the son is still waiting for ......"

Yan Qingyi glanced at Shang Lu and said ruthlessly: "His illness is not bad at this moment. ”

Rong Jin listened to this sentence and found that in this regard, her attitude coincided with Xun Shuo.

It's just that Xun Shuo is the kind of person who complains, but in fact he will do what he should do, but with Yan Qingyi's temperament, he can really say that he doesn't care.

Shang Lu knew this, and he didn't dare to displease Yan Qingyi, so he was so choked that he couldn't speak for a while.

"Sister Qingyi," Rong Jin smiled very sincerely, "I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Yan Qingyi bowed slightly, and asked bluntly, "Why are you here?" ”

"This ......" This matter is not something that can be explained in a few words, plus Shang Lu on the side was still looking at it with a blank eye, Rong Jin had to say, "It's a long story, otherwise Sister Qingyi, you should go and see Gongzi's illness first." ”

Yan Qingyi followed Shang Lu to the bedroom, and Rong Jin hesitated for a moment and followed.

The wrong gold and bronze Boshan stove on the case burned with soothing incense, light smoke curling, and a slightly bitter smell filled the inner room. Yan Qingyi frowned after entering the door, Rong Jin looked at it, and hesitated: "But what's wrong with this incense?" ”

"Nothing is a problem. It's the incense made by Xun Shuo, right? Yan Qingyi dusted off her sleeves, although it was a question, she sneered without waiting for anyone to answer, "How many years have passed, and I still haven't seen any progress." ”

Rong Jin knew a little about the two of them, and he knew Xun Shuo before, also because of Yan Qingyi. She didn't have time to answer the sentence, and silently gathered the bed tent and hung it up with the jade tent hook.

Shen Yu has always been keen, and he will be awakened by a little wind and grass, but at this time, he didn't wake up from his slumber until everyone reached the bed.

"Qi and blood are both lost," Yan Qingyi glanced at Shen Yu's complexion, and her brows were already wrinkled, "How can it be like this?" ”

Shen Yu laughed half self-deprecating and half helplessly, and stretched out his hand to check her pulse.

Pale wrists, blue-purple meridians are clearly visible.

Yan Qingyi was silent for a long time with a cold face, and Shang Lu on the side was almost anxious before she withdrew her hand and said leisurely: "It should have been three years ago, I said at that time that you were able to survive because of your fate, and the poisons hidden in your body happened to be in a delicate balance, suppressing each other......"

Rong Jin's eyelids jumped, and he almost failed to maintain his calm.

She had already felt strange before, how could Shen Yu go to the dungeon and listen to a few words to become like this, and there was indeed a hidden secret.

"I remember," Shen Yu didn't raise his eyelids, and said without shock, "The girl persuaded me at that time that it was better to become a monk and practice quietly." ”

Yan Qingyi nodded calmly: "Your body is like a tower with a destroyed foundation, crumbling, and an unexpected wind and rain may cause it to collapse." I didn't have much to do at that time, so I had to make a decision. ”

But Shen Yu didn't listen to her.

He has unfulfilled long-cherished wishes and unpaid debts, and he can't do without these ten zhang red dust, so he can only sink in it.

"The year before last, the plague was rampant in Yunnan, and I heard that the girl left Beijing for ......two years," Shen Yu was keenly aware of what she meant, "What is the clue about my illness?" ”

Yan Qingyi is obsessed with medical skills, and the more incurable the disease, the more she wants to study.

At that time, she was helpless against Shen Yu's body, and she was obsessed with it for a long time, staying in Yunnan for a year, and traveling for another year, but she really figured out a clue.

"I've never been in a situation like yours, and that might work, but it might also be a talisman." Yan Qingyi did not shy away from it, and said it clearly, "Shen Xiang is such a precious jade body, do you dare to gamble?" ”

The room was silent, and everyone's breathing was lighter.

Shen Yu was silent for a long time, and laughed at himself: "Right now, I really can't bet." ”

Yan Qingyi was not surprised, and wrote lightly: "Then I can only use needles and suppress you for the time being, as before, as for how long it can last, no one can say." ”

Shen Yu thanked him: "Then there will be labor." ”

Granny Su knew that she couldn't help much, so she helped Rong Jin out of the inner room.

She pressed the handkerchief against the corner of her sour eyes, the hand on Rong Jin's wrist tightened slightly, and sighed: "Childe, he is only this age, why are there so many disasters......

After feeling out of shape, the old man didn't say any more, and gently patted the back of Rong Jin's hand: "I'll go to the Buddha Hall to put incense on the pillar, you can get busy." ”

Rong Jin nodded in response, turned around and went to the tea room to get hot water and send it back to the inner room.

Yan Qingyi cleaned his hands, turned out a number of bottles and cans from the medicine box he brought, and carefully mixed out a teacup of bright red as blood potion, and then soaked all the silver needles he was used to in it.

"Wait two quarters of an hour." Yan Qingyi glanced at Shen Yu, who was recuperating with his eyes closed, and then at Rong Jin, who was standing with his hands down, and recited the old words, "Xiaojin, why are you here?" ”

At this time, he was idle, and he couldn't prevaricate with "long story", Rong Jin's eyes were erratic, and he still didn't think about how to explain this matter.

Especially in front of Shen Yu.

After hearing Yan Qingyi's inquiry, Shen Yu raised his eyes to look at Rong Jin, as if he was also waiting for her answer.

"At the beginning of the year, my father listened to Yu's advice and sent me to the Li Palace...... Rong Jin opened his mouth with difficulty and said briefly, "Later, it happened that Shen Xiang went to the banquet and brought me back to the other courtyard from the palace, so I stayed." ”

She finished talking about the ins and outs in a few words, skipping the thrilling behind her.

Yan Qingyi heard about King Li's actions, and couldn't help but frown: "Your father is too ridiculous!" ”

After scolding, she realized that Rong Jin was vague about her relationship with Shen Yu, so she simply looked back at Shen Yu with some questioning in her eyes.

Shen Yu didn't expect Rong Jin and Yan Qingyi to know each other, and he was inevitably surprised at first, but at this time he had calmed down, and said with a smile: "It turns out that Jin Jin and Miss Yan are old acquaintances. ”

Although he didn't say anything explicitly, the title "Jinjin" is intimate.

Yan Qingyi's face changed and changed, and she didn't look good after all.

But she also realized that it was difficult to ask more questions for a while, so she fell silent, and when the hour was almost up, she took out the silver needle soaked in the potion.

Rong Jinhou was beside him, thinking about giving Yan Qingyi a hand, but found that Shen Yu was watching him silently.

She hesitated for a moment, an unbelievable guess appeared in her mind, and she stepped forward almost helplessly, and said with some temptation: "The slave maid is dressed for you?" ”

Shen Yu's bloodless thin lips pursed out a slight arc: "Okay." ”