CHAPTER XXIII

The sky is blue and the rain is hazy.

The green yarn on the gold-lacquered wood carved Arhat bed hung down, and Song Lingzhi leaned on the green satin pillow, letting Bai Zhi serve his own medicine.

When she woke up the day before yesterday, she was caught off guard and saw the swollen eyes of the two maids, and she was almost startled. After this experience, Bai Zhi and Qiu Yan treated her more and more attentively, and they never left.

The medicine was bitter, and the last spoonful was not drunk, Song Lingzhi raised his hand to block it, pinched the silk handkerchief and coughed lightly two or three times.

"That's it, I won't eat it."

Bai Zhi didn't dare to force it, so she only coaxed people with candied fruits: "The girl's body is empty, how can she not take medicine?" If it weren't for Old Man Nasu, the girl would still be ...... now."

Halfway through speaking, Bai Zhi's voice choked, and tears fell from her eyes.

Song Lingzhi couldn't cry or laugh: "Let's go, I'll drink it." ”

While laughing, I suddenly heard the voice of the little maid outside the house, it turned out to be Mrs. Song coming.

Song Lingzhi hurriedly got up.

Old Madam Song shouted to stop: "Get up and do nothing, if you talk about filial piety, it will not be in these days." ”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Song Lingzhi carefully, "I look at it better today, but I didn't have anything to eat, and my grandmother asked them to make it and send it." ”

Song Lingzhi nestled in the arms of Mrs. Song and shook her head: "It's the branches that are not good, which makes my grandmother worried." ”

Old Madam Song helped wipe away her tears: "You also said, how do you want to put the sky lantern alone, and you don't know if you have a maid by your side, so you can take care of it." ”

She patted Song Lingzhi on the back, "Your father also knows about that night, if it weren't for the bandits he met a few days ago, he would definitely have rushed back." ”

Song Lingzhi was taken aback: "Sea bandits? Has my father ever been injured? ”

"He's fine, it's you." Old Madam Song's eyebrows furrowed, "Grandmother, according to what you said, I found someone to find all the men in moon-white robes on the river that night, but they were not the people we were looking for." ”

Song Lingzhi was shocked in her heart, she was in the water that night, and she didn't really see it, only vaguely saw two people standing on the deck.

If it is said that Shen Yan did it......

Song Lingzhi whispered softly and inquired: "I've been sick for so many days, and Mr. Yan's homework has fallen behind again. ”

Old Madam Song glared at her: "In the past, I didn't see you love to study much, but a few days ago, Mr. Yan had an urgent matter at home, so he only sent the little servant back to get the burden." I saw that the little guy was in a hurry, and it must have been something important at home. ”

At that time, Mrs. Song was still worried about Song Lingzhi, so she didn't pay much attention.

There is something important at home, and it should be that something happened in Beijing. If Shen Yan really returns to Beijing, then she will definitely not have anything to do with the other party in the future.

Song Lingzhi's face was happy.

Mrs. Song was only happy that she didn't have to study, and said with a smile: "They are all about to get married, how can they still be childlike." Speaking of which, you and He Ming are really destined, your grandmother has just prepared the dowry, and you will turn the corner, but it is not a double happiness, a natural pair. ”

Song Lingzhi's cheeks were flushed, and his eyebrows and eyes were shy.

Old Madam Song only smiled: "This family affair was originally for you, you were unconscious at that time, and your grandmother didn't have time to ask you, and now you look at He Ming......"

The family affairs of the Song He family, all over the south of the Yangtze River knew that it was impossible for Song Lingzhi to go back on his word at this time, and He Ming still responded to the family affairs for himself.

Song Lingzhi lowered his eyes: "Brother He is naturally good. ”

Old Madam Song laughed repeatedly: "That's good, that's good, the grandmother of Mingyi Villa has made all the arrangements, and let Qiu Yan and Bai Zhi follow when the time comes." ”

Song Lingzhi was suspicious: "I really can't see my grandmother for half a year?" ”

Old Madam Song bowed her head: "If you are a master, you naturally can't help but obey." ”

That's what she asked for from Jinming Temple, and it should be very effective.

"There are maids and mothers-in-law in the villa, and my grandmother originally wanted to let Wei Ziyuan go over, but he is not in our house now......"

Song Lingzhi was shocked: "He's not in our house, so where did he go?" ”

"I didn't go anywhere, it's just that the old man of the Su family treated you before, and he didn't want any money and thanks, as long as Wei Ziyuan stayed with him on the mountain for a month. Xiao Wei should go down by himself, and I can't say anything, it's only been a month. When he descends the mountain, his grandmother will reward him well. ”

Old Madam Song's eyebrows curled, "Now you don't have to worry about these things, just take care of your body and wait to be your bride." ”

Song Lingzhi blushed and hid in Mrs. Song's arms and didn't get up: "Zhizhi can't bear to grandmother." Grandmother, is it true that you can't go home for half a year? I'm all well now, and when I come back to see my grandmother, should I be fine? ”

……

The rain was noisy, and the big raindrops rolled down from the corner of the eaves, and Yue Xu was dressed in a regular robe, and hurriedly walked through the verandah.

Shen Yan had been in a coma for more than half a month, and strangely, there was no anomaly in the pulse. If it weren't for Shen Yan not waking up for many days, Yue Xu would only sleep as his master.

With the medicine bag in his hand, Yue Xu walked in a hurry, the wooden door was pushed open, and the guest hall was silent.

They are still in Jinming Temple.

The rain hits the plantains, and the cold rain curtain is full of cold. The medicine bag rested on the long case, and Yue Xu turned around inadvertently, almost startled by the figure under the window.

“…… Lord, master? ”

Under the flower window, on the shoulders of the bamboo-colored robe, Shen Yan stood with his hands in his hands, and his long figure seemed to melt into the rain and mist.

He turned his head, and his inky eyes were dark and deep, like smoke that could not be dissolved.

Shen Yan paused, and the green jade wrench in his hand turned: "Yue, Xu?" ”

Yue Xu knelt on one knee and clasped his fists: "The subordinates are here." ”

The rain was noisy, the hall was frighteningly quiet, and the needle drop could be heard.

Shen Yan's footsteps were soft, and he walked slowly in front of Yue Xu: "I ...... Is this Jinming Temple? ”

The sound of rain washed away the dust in the air, and Yue Xu didn't hear the strangeness in Shen Yan's words, but lowered his head: "Yes." ”

He also carefully informed Shen Yan of what he had seen and heard in the past few days, "The subordinates of Wutai Mountain have also asked someone, and there is nothing unusual, but His Royal Highness's illness is really strange, and it doesn't look like the one in the palace." ”

Outside the window, the sound of rain was dripping, Shen Yan sat on the chair of the red sandalwood inlay stone, and the red glazed cup of Lang kiln was soaked in the best dragon well, which was liked by his good imperial uncle.

Shen Yan lowered his head and took half a sip, but he finally couldn't get used to drinking, and his eyes fell to the bottom.

Yue Xu was still kneeling on the ground, his jaw tight.

For some reason, he always felt that Shen Yan at the top seemed to be a different person, obviously it was still the same face, but the eyes that looked at him were like a thousand-year-old ice cave, cold and cold, which made people shudder.

Yue Xu lowered his eyes: "There is one more thing, the subordinates went back to the Song Mansion the day before yesterday to retrieve the burden for the master, Miss Song is now in good health, and she is preparing to have a family affair with the He family recently......"

- Bang.

With a very light sound, the teacup was thrown casually on the table.

Shen Yan lowered his eyes, and where the light and shadow could not shine, Shen Yan's black eyes were dark and unclear.

“…… You say, "Who wants to get married?" ”