The string of data in the quick time travel is poisonous

The queen mother died, the whole country mourned, and she stopped court for several days.

Ye Qingyu was dressed in plain onyx, her eyes were as red as a rabbit's. In just a few days, her little face, which was originally a little baby fat, lost its shape.

Ye Ning watched in amazement and was completely overwhelmed by his acting skills.

After delivering the sacrificial speech, Ye Ning escorted the queen mother's coffin to the imperial mausoleum.

The majesty of the royal family is inviolable. On the surface, the queen mother was buried in the imperial mausoleum, but in fact, the queen mother's body has been disposed of privately.

Ye Qingyu stood where he was, watching Ye Ning get on the horse with a vigorous figure, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

The spirit banner fluttered, the cold wind was howling, Ye Ning supported his sick body, and took the lead to walk to the imperial mausoleum.

It takes half a month to go back and forth this time.

After entering the Ninth Festival, the weather was getting colder and colder. Holding the stove, Ye Ning was a little thankful that his body hadn't recovered. Otherwise, he would be like King Su before, riding his horse and galloping against the cold wind outside. How could he sit in the carriage so comfortably? inside.

Lin Lang sat beside him and poured him a small cup of medicinal wine to warm his body. Ye Ning drank it slowly, and felt a lot warmer after a while.

Continue to use a pen to carefully correct the urgently sent memorial.

Unknowingly, the carriage stopped.

Lin Lang put on a cloak for him and invited Ye Ning out.

When Ye Ning got out of the car, Ye Qingyu, who was wrapped like a ball, hugged his thigh.

"Uncle Huang, you are finally back, Qing Yu misses you so much!"

Ye Ning was almost knocked over by him, but thanks to the carriage behind him, he didn't bring Ye Qingyu down with him.

Pushing Ye Qingyu away, Ye Ning said angrily: "How big is a person, but still be so reckless, how decent!"

Ye Qingyu smiled embarrassedly, and looked at Ye Ning with bright eyes.

Ye Ning was wearing a scarlet cloak. His skin, which had been sun-tanned at the border, had returned to its original fairness after nearly an autumn and winter warming. In addition, his body had not healed, and he looked much lighter. He looks quite like Mr. Pianpianjia.

Ye Ning looked a little embarrassed by him, coughed lightly, and pulled him into the imperial study.

The imperial study room is full of gadgets, and there are still unfinished small figures on the table.

Ye Ning smiled and said: "It seems that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, the emperor has worked hard for a whole year, let's take this time to have a good rest."

He picked up the small wooden figures on the table and said: "If you like this, Emperor Ming'er will send more people to the palace."

Seeing Ye Qingyu's forced smile, Ye Ning finally felt a little better.

The more you want to learn, I will not let you learn, let you bear!

In the following days, Ye Ning ordered the palace staff to put away all the books in Ye Qingyu's palace, leaving none of them to him. The little general Qi who taught riding and archery was also given a long vacation and went home to wait for the New Year.

Ye Ning corrected the memorial in front of Ye Qingyu every day, seeing Ye Qingyu eager but unable to speak, he couldn't be happier.

Ye Qingyu's face that had lost weight has long since returned. Ye Ning couldn't see his white and tender cute appearance, pinched his face and said: "The emperor has been too lazy recently, why don't you change the riding and archery class every morning to morning class?" run."

In one sentence, Ye Qingyu's hard-earned early life was set.

The deep winter is here, Ye Qingyu was afraid of the cold, and the temple was set on fire early in the morning, so he was about to wake up at dawn, his sleeping red face turned pale as soon as he walked out of the hall, but after three I fell ill in four days.

When Ye Ning received the news that he fell ill, he didn't take it seriously. In his heart, Ye Qingyu is now a sesame stuffed bun, which turns black even when cut open. This illness is probably just a trick!

It wasn't until the maid in Ye Qingyu's palace came back to report that the emperor had a persistent high fever that Ye Ning realized that it might be true this time.

Ye Ning felt a little guilty, he was no longer a child, and still caressing about such a seven-year-old child made everyone sick.

Thinking of this, Ye Ning quickly rushed to Qiankun Palace.

As soon as he walked into the hall, Ye Ning was almost smoked out by the smell in the hall.

The hall was filled with the smell of ambergris, and after being transpired by the earth dragon, it turned into an indescribably warm fragrance that made people sick.

The bed was covered by gauze curtains, the light was very dim, and it looked a little groggy.

Ye Ning said with a sullen face: "Open the window and hook up the curtain!"

The fresh cold air flooded into the room in an instant, which shocked people's spirits.

Seemingly feeling cold, Ye Qingyu who was lying on the bed moved unsteadily.

Ye Ning looked at his reddened face and asked, "How long has the emperor had the fever? What did the imperial doctor say?"

"The imperial doctor said that the emperor is stagnant in his heart. When he catches a cold, he can't hold it back after his hair grows."

Ye Ning touched Ye Qingyu's forehead, the tentacles were hot.

After pondering for a while, he said, "Go get a jar of wine."

It is necessary to quickly cool down physically. In ancient times, a cold and fever could kill people.

He took away the incense burner, closed the window, and after the temperature in the hall came up, Ye Ning began to wipe Ye Qingyu's body with a cloth dipped in wine over and over again. sheet.

After wiping Ye Qingyu's body clean with warm water, he tucked him back into the bed.

Ye Qingyu's breathing became much calmer, and he began to sweat after a while.

Ye Ning helped him press the quilt to cover his sweat.

Ye Qingyu frowned tightly, with beads of sweat on his forehead, he shouted in a daze, "Father...Father, don't go, don't leave Qingyu alone!"

Seeing him like this, Ye Ning felt a little sad, both parents died, and the only remaining relative was an enemy, this child is really hard-pressed.

Holding Ye Qingyu's hand, Ye Ning said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Ye Qingyu seemed to feel something, and held Ye Ning's hand instead, and slept a lot more peacefully.

Ye Ning waited until his fever subsided before returning home. After he left, Ye Qingyu opened her eyes and put her palms in front of her eyes, which seemed to still have the residual warmth of that person.

Swallowing a small brown pill, he showed an extremely mocking smile, and said with a sigh: "How stupid!"

Ye Ning walked out of the palace gate and smiled when he saw Lin Lang waiting outside the carriage stomping his feet.

Then his eyes went dark and he passed out.

After waking up, Ye Ning only felt sore all over, as if he had been beaten.

Sun Yan sat by the bed, tiredness was written all over Chuchen's face.

Seeing him wake up, he showed a shallow smile: "Your Highness is awake?"

Ye Ning rubbed his aching head: "What's wrong with me?"

"My lord was poisoned. Fortunately, through this poisoning, my lord's last poisoning has been cured."

Ye Ning: "..." He knew it, Ye Qingyu, that brat!

To be beaten twice by the same person!

Regardless of whether he is a child or not, this time he must teach him the principles of life!

Two days later, when she learned that Ye Ning was ill, Ye Qingyu "dragged the sick body" to visit him.

Ye Ning watched him quickly grow back a steamed bun face, and almost accidentally crushed the teacup in his hand.

Holding the teacup, Ye Ning took a sip of the tea and said with a smile: "This is the tribute tea sent in the spring of this year. I think the palace has run out of it long ago. Qing Yu will try it. If you like it, bring some back later. .”

Ye Qingyu swallowed lightly, and said with a smile: "The tea color is clear, and the tea fragrance is strong, it really is good tea."

Ye Ning just smiled and said nothing.

Ye Qingyu stood up, looked at Ye Ning curiously, and said, "I don't know what kind of fragrance is in the uncle's room, it smells so elegant."

Ye Ning looked at the window and said: "Where is the incense, it's the plum blossoms outside the window."

Ye Qingyu opened the window and saw a tree of plum blossoms, the branches were strong, blooming in awe-inspiring style, and there were some residual snow dotted in the center of the flowers, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Seeing that he liked it so much, Ye Ning asked someone to cut a branch for him when he was leaving.

Ye Qingyu got into the carriage, changed out of the tea-stained clothes, held the plum branch in his hand and played with it carefully, smiling very comfortably.

After a while, he leaned against the carriage weakly, sweating profusely, and understood in his heart that there must be something wrong with Ye Ning.

Resisting the painful moans in his mouth, Ye Qingyu curled up, thinking bitterly, is Ye Ning telling him that as long as he wants to, crushing to death is as easy as crushing an ant?

The feeling of being controlled by others made Ye Qingyu's heart feel more and more uncomfortable. He held the plum blossom tightly in his hand and almost said every word, "Ye Ning, one day, I will crush you to ashes!"