Tracing Office

On this day, Zhou Yuyun returned to the mansion and found that Xie Roujia was ill again.This time it was even more serious, she passed out directly when she went up the steps, if it wasn't for the quick hands and eyes of the servant girl beside her, she might fall to the ground and bleed.

Zhou Yuyun hurried to the room, and Xie Roujia was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.The quilt she was covering was embroidered with bowl-sized jade-colored peonies, which made Xie Roujia's face extraordinarily thin and pale.

Although Zhou Yuyun deliberately kept his footsteps light, Xie Roujia quickly opened her eyes and showed her usual gentle smile: "Brother Yun, you are back."

Xie Roujia wanted to get up, but Zhou Yuyun quickly held her down: "Lie down and don't move."

Xie Roujia patted the head of the bed, Zhou Yuyun sat over, she tilted her head contentedly, rested on Zhou Yuyun's lap, and closed her eyes: "Brother Yun, I miss you so much."

Zhou Yuyun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled nostalgicly.When Xie Roujia was a child, she was a very well-behaved and clingy girl.She likes Zhou Yuyun very much, no matter how long they are apart, every time she sees Zhou Yuyun, she will pull Zhou Yuyun's clothes: "Brother Yun, I miss you so much." Zhou Yuyun smiled and hugged her.

Later, Rou Jia gradually grew up, men and women were different, so naturally it would no longer be like this.When Xie Roujia married into Xie's family, she always looked gentle but strong.As she once said to Zhou Yuyun, she will be a good wife, she will keep the house in order, go out to visit, hold banquets, and she will always look at ease.

Zhou Yuyun stroked Xie Roujia's loose long hair with a gentle expression: "What happened today?"

Xie Roujia closed her eyes and said coquettishly, "I just miss you, can't I?"

"Is it too boring to be at home?" Zhou Yuyun thought of the peach blossoms in the mountain temple that his colleagues mentioned to him today: "Why don't you take a rest this month, and I will take you to the mountains to see the peach blossoms. I heard that the peach blossoms in Qingliang Temple in the suburbs of Beijing are in full bloom. The wind blows like red rain."

"Okay." Xie Roujia tightly closed her eyes, unwilling to let Zhou Yuyun see the tears in her eyes.

Originally, Zhou Yuyun was afraid that Xie Roujia would be too weak to go out, but on the day Zhou Yuyun took a rest, Xie Roujia was in good spirits.

She got up early, put on a white magnolia jacket and a skirt with silver patterns embroidered with hundreds of butterflies, put on a bun with clouds, painted long eyebrows, painted red lips, painted exquisite makeup, adorned with dazzling jewels, beautiful Amazing, I can no longer see the weak and pale appearance of the previous days.

Zhou Yuyun was really surprised, Xie Roujia always liked the description of plain and elegant, and rarely dressed up like this.But when he saw his wife's makeup was radiant and she was in good spirits, he breathed a sigh of relief, and thought joyfully in his heart: Probably after arriving in the capital, Roujia kept shutting herself out, and her body became increasingly haggard due to depression. Go out with Joo Chia more, or encourage Joo Chia to make more friends and playmates.

Zhou Yuyun held Xie Roujia's hand: "It's windy on the mountain, you should wear more clothes."

Xie Roujia smiled and waved, and the maid brought a brocade cloak and a veiled cap.

Only then did the two get into the carriage hand in hand.

A lot of people came to Qingliang Temple to play, the two walked for a while, and found an uninhabited mountain top, which was clean and full of peach blossoms.Zhou Yuyun spread her cloak on the ground and helped Xie Roujia to sit down.The two leaned against each other to watch the peach blossoms.

The peach blossoms at Qingliang Temple are indeed the most famous beauty in Kyoto. The mountains are filled with soft powder, and the petals are flying in the air supported by the breeze, beautifully like a trance dream.Xie Roujia opened her eyes wide and looked at the distant scenery. Her vision became more and more blurred, and she could only see a faint pink.

"Brother Yun, I'm so happy."

Zhou Yuyun smiled and said: "If you like it, I will bring you here next time. When the peach blossoms are gone, I will take you to see other scenery."

"It's already very good. Brother Yun, in fact, I'm really happy to be able to marry you, very, very happy." Her voice became smaller and smaller, and a line of tears slowly slid down her cheeks.

"Roujia. Roujia?" Zhou Yuyun called her twice, but got no answer. He realized that something was wrong. He looked down at the woman in his arms, and found that her eyes were closed, her face was stained with tears, and she had lost consciousness.

Zhou Yuyun probed her breath with trembling hands, and found that although it was very faint, there was still a little bit.

Only then did Zhou Yuyun feel his heart fall from a height of [-] meters. He picked up the person in his arms and stumbled down the mountain.Seeing this, the servants who followed hurriedly sent one person to gallop back to Beijing to report the news, while the other prepared the carriage and drove to Beijing.

"Go back to Beijing! Hurry up, hurry up!" Zhou Yuyun had never been so hoarse before. He hugged Xie Roujia tightly in his arms, fearing that if he was too late, everything would be irreversible.

The carriage galloped all the way, bumping into many pedestrians on the road.The servants following behind apologized and compensated along the way.Soon, word spread throughout Beijing that the beloved wife of Master Zhou of the Hanlin Academy was seriously ill and extremely dangerous.

When the carriage arrived home, the doctor invited by the family had already been prepared, and the few of them rushed forward to check the patient's condition, regardless of the fear of men and women.

Most of the doctors just glanced at it, cut the pulse, and then shook their heads, saying that the patient has already run out of fuel, and instead of struggling with pain, it is better to let the patient go quietly.The remaining one or two doctors who haven't given up just prescribed medicine and advised him to do his best and obey the destiny.

Zhou Yuyun couldn't believe it: "It was fine this morning. We climbed the mountain together and went to see the peach blossoms. Her complexion is obviously very good."

The doctors looked at him with pity on their faces. They lived in Zhou's house these days, so they naturally knew that Mr. Zhou doted on his wife like his life, so it is understandable that they can't believe it now.

At this moment, a servant came in panting: "My lord! Your Majesty sent an imperial physician here! It is said to be old imperial physician Chen, who used to be the director of the imperial hospital!"

Zhou Yuyun caught a straw in despair: "Please come in!"

The old doctor Chen was the director of the Imperial Hospital back then, and his medical skills were well known to everyone. When the doctors heard that the old doctor Chen had come, they all had a glimmer of hope.

Old doctor Chen came in hurriedly, he took Xie Roujia's pulse, first fed Xie Roujia a life-threatening elixir, and then asked to check Xie Roujia's past medical records.He had some psychological preparations at first, and after reading it, he quickly made a judgment: "Mrs. Zhou's illness looks very similar to a weak illness, but there are some subtle differences between the pulse and symptoms. The old man looks like It’s because of eating something that shouldn’t be eaten by mistake for a long time.”

Zhou Yuyun immediately leaned over and said: "I beg the old man to save Zhuo Jing's life."

"I don't dare to say how sure I am. Mrs. Zhou is in critical condition now, and I don't have much time to think about it. I can only prescribe prescriptions based on experience. It's really hard to be sure about the result. Master Zhou, you have to think clearly."

"Please treat the old man. No matter what the result is, Zhou Yuyun will always feel guilty."

"Okay. This old man will try his best to heal." The old doctor Chen didn't say much, and immediately went to the table and wrote a prescription.

Zhou Yuyun handed the pharmacy to Qingzhu: "Qingzhu, you cook it yourself."

"Yes."