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Yiyang guards the mausoleum in Maozhou, and the emperor will send respectful ministers to teach every month.The day before yesterday, the minister returned to Beijing and reported to the emperor that Princess Yiyang had gained a lot from meditating on her own life and obeying the ancestral precepts every day at the mausoleum in Maozhou. She also presented an inkstone to the emperor.The emperor likes to collect the four treasures of the study. Although the inkstones produced in Maozhou are not comparable to the inkstones in Huizhou and Suzhou, the texture is firm and soft, and it does not damage the fragrance of the ink. Yang chose it by himself, because the emperor softened his heart when he saw the inkstone. He asked the minister a few words about the weather in Maozhou. It was early winter, and when he arrived in Maozhou, he heard that it had snowed heavily for two consecutive days, and Her Royal Highness was weak and contracted the cold.

The emperor was sitting in the main hall of the central palace at that time, and the east conservatory was changed into a small Buddhist hall for the time being because of Yici. The calm aloes and the devout and focused chanting of Buddhist scriptures entered the emperor's nostrils Tiny ripples stirred in his ears like tickling in his heart.The man has passed away, and the past cannot be pursued. Suddenly, the voice and smile of Concubine Zhenshu popped up in his mind, which made his eyebrows twitch, and he sighed several times. He called Li Shunde and ordered him to go to the imperial hospital. Two medical officers were picked, and medicinal materials and supplements were also randomly selected, and two trucks were filled with them, and they were transported to Maozhou.

Maozhou guards the mausoleum, there is no ice storage in summer, and no ground dragon in winter. This is a rule passed down from the ancestors, and it cannot be easily changed.

On the official road from Xindu to Maozhou, Lu He galloped along.

In the boundless world, the mountains and forests are covered with white snow. She is dressed in fox fur, with a Tang scarf on her head, and the Fusha soft belt hanging down from the hat is flying like sand and rocks.

The steed exhaled a big mouthful of white hot air, and the owner on the saddle felt that his feet were slow, so he swung his whip, slapped the horse's buttocks hard, and galloped forward.

The army escorting the medical officers and medicinal materials and supplements had just left. After thinking about it in the Ministry of Punishment, she was still sitting on pins and needles, so she hurriedly led the horse and rode up to Maozhou.

Speaking of guarding the mausoleum, Yiyang doesn't have to guard the imperial mausoleum honestly like a watchman's stone. She mostly stays quietly in the slightly crude mansion in Maozhou, copying the Buddhist scriptures of the ancestors and so on.

The medical officer came over to check her pulse a moment ago, feeling a little weak, so he diligently prescribed a prescription for her, and when the prescription was completed, two middle-aged men with gray beards followed Ye Qiuniang to make the medicine.

Yiyang chanted Buddhist scriptures in the center of the courtyard, his eyes glanced at the moon gate from time to time, and his heart was whirling anxiously like the autumn wind blowing fallen leaves.

Lu He rested at the bottom of the mountain, poured a pot of tea, and handed over the horses to the soldiers to tie them up and feed them.As far as the eye can see, the bluestone steps are apparently inaccessible. The snow has swept to both sides, and after melting, clear and white water droplets ooze out.The wind and snow continued, and a thin layer of salt-like snow fell on the stone steps, half of the footprints of the predecessors would be lost.

When I came all the way, I was worried besides worry, but at this moment, for some reason, I didn't dare to take a step.

Lu He hesitated for a while, the snow particles falling from the sky landed on her shoulders one by one, passing by the eyelids, the slender eyelashes that were as thin as a thin fan blinked lightly, the snow particles touched the warm skin and melted away , suddenly cold.

She walked up the stairs, taking every step with great care and apprehension.

She clenched her fists tightly and told herself to take a look and leave, never to stay longer, so as not to be difficult to prevaricate to Hu Laiyan after returning to Beijing.

After waiting for a long time, until Ye Qiuniang brought a cup of soup, the person Yiyang wanted to wait for did not arrive.

Seeing her uneasiness and discouragement, Ye Qiuniang was about to comfort her, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a thin figure, without saying a word, walked away with a smile, and her eyes naturally met Lu He as she passed by. It was fixed in her smooth and delicate throat, and it was very clear in her heart.

I don't know what kind of medicinal materials are mixed in the soup. I just put it on the table and sniffed it from a distance. There was a pungent smell. Yiyang looked at the soup and was worrying secretly. Lifting it up lightly, her heart skipped a beat. After seeing the person coming, she still couldn't come back to her senses. She turned her face away when a spoonful of black concoction came to her mouth, covered her mouth and waved her hand and said, "I Don't drink it, it's too bitter."

"I haven't even drank it yet, how can I know it's bitter?" Lu He had been looking at her from far to near for a long time since he walked over. His oval face was much thinner, his chin was thinner, and his complexion was also very pale.Holding the decoction in one hand, stretching forward with the other, he probed her forehead, compared it with his own, and frowned slightly, "What did the doctor say?"

"I said I was overthinking and needed to recuperate." Yiyang took the hand she was about to withdraw, wrapped it in the palm, breathed the heat, and rubbed it again and again, "Has it snowed in Xindu these days? I heard What happened to the letter? Your good friend—the one who killed me before..."

"What's the matter with you if something happened to the letter? You can think too much when you are far away in Maozhou. The emperor has no time to be distracted by Empress Yici, and the east palace can't make any mistakes for a while, so you can't..."

Yi Yang cut off her chattering: "I'm thinking about you."

Lu He's heart softened suddenly, no amount of complaints could be uttered, Yiyang's gaze was too hot, she didn't dare to look at it, for fear of blushing again.

Scooped a spoonful of decoction, blew on the hot air, sipped it slightly, and said with a light smile, "Where is it bitter? Added honey syrup."

As Lu He said, he held the soup and medicine to Yiyang's mouth again, coaxing him softly, "Hey, I have a bad fever, take the medicine and get better soon."

Yiyang drank the medicine, and it was on the side of the spoon that Lu He drank. Looking at Shang Lu He's puzzled gaze, his peach blossom eyes bent into crescents with a smile, and there was a pool of spring water in it, which could easily make people addicted to it : "With your taste, naturally not bitter."

She didn't turn red with embarrassment, but her ears turned red. Lu He covered her mouth and coughed lightly. While feeding the medicine, she said, "It's getting late, Your Highness has already taken the medicine, so I... I can leave with peace of mind."

"You want to go?" Yiyang drank the medicine, his eyes widened in surprise.

Lu He nodded: "I came in a hurry, things are busy in the government office, in fact, there is no idle time for a moment."

"Maozhou and Xin are both galloping horses, and it takes a day's schedule to say nothing. It took you a day to get here, and it would be a pity to leave after only staying for a while. Besides..." Yiyang propped his chin with his hand, tilted Tilting her head, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she was very sad, "If you leave, I will be even more ill."

Lu He was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "How could it be? Isn't Your Highness suffering from the cold, and I'm not a furnace heater."

"Who said I was infected with a cold?"

"That……"

The decoction in his hand was suddenly taken away by Yiyang and placed on the table. Lu He was in a daze when he kissed his left cheek lightly.

Yi Yang spoke softly in her ear, and the pinna of her ear was hot and itchy: "Lovesickness becomes a disease, sir, doesn't he know?"

Ye Qiuniang has been hiding in the dark and peeping. She has good ears and listened to most of the conversations between the two of them. Hearing this, she couldn't help laughing.

Looking up at the sky, a flowing cloud quietly drifted by, the clouds rolled and the flowers bloomed and faded, lovesickness became sick, time was medicine, but even today it still couldn't cure her.

After Yiyang was soft and hard, Lu He agreed to leave tomorrow.Drenched in sweat after a long journey, she went to boil water to take a bath after dinner.

In the wing room, Yiyang and Ye Qiuniang sat opposite each other.

"Is it worth copying "The Resentment of Immortals"?" Ye Qiuniang poured two cups of green tea and handed Yiyang a cup.

Ye Qiuniang had originally planned this plan, but Yiyang actually caught the wind and cold, and was not seriously ill. In the evening of winter, her cheeks were blushing everywhere. She was in a good mood, and her laughter was brighter and lighter than usual: When I ran into each other on the road, I originally only wanted to find someone to talk to and accompany me, but unexpectedly you are quite capable, I will copy as many plays as there are in the future, and I will have no complaints."

"It's not that I'm capable. If Mr. Lu doesn't have a place in his heart for His Highness, this plan will be useless."

Yiyang nodded thoughtfully, and heard Ye Qiuniang say: "The playbook is gone. I've stayed here for a long time, and I should go. Your Highness only needs to remember what I told you, and cherish you and Lu He." The marriage is."

"Where are you going? Going back to Xiyi Garden?" For some reason, Yiyang felt an innate closeness to Ye Qiuniang, and from the moment they met, she didn't care about her arrogance in her words and deeds.

While talking, Ye Qiuniang had already drank the tea, got up slowly, and replied: "It's just traveling around, see you by fate."

She closed the door with her slender hands, and met Lu He under the eaves who was refreshed after coming out of the bath. Ye Qiuniang smiled at her, and suddenly said to her before leaving: "The building is about to fall, Mr. Lu should find a shelter as soon as possible, don't fall into it." The predecessors made the same mistakes."

The strings in Lu He's mind tightened, and one of them snapped. He quickly grabbed her and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Ye Qiuniang glanced into Yiyang's room calmly, and answered irrelevant questions: "May you two become lovers in the end."

After getting out of the bath, I wanted to go into the room and ask Yiyang where she was resting tonight, but Ye Qiuniang just sat on the edge of Yiyang's bed in a daze.

Seeing that the door was not closed, Yiyang got up and closed it tightly, and put the bolt on the door. There were only charcoal basins burning in the four corners of the house, and there was no ground dragon under the floor tiles.

He took out the ivory corner comb from the dowry box, walked to the edge of the bed, and took off the sapphire hairpin that tied her hair, like a waterfall of blue silk, scattered in response, picked up the hair and gently combed it from top to bottom, this is not the first time Yiyang saw her loose The long-haired feminine appearance, perhaps because of the fragrance and lingering water vapor after bathing, suddenly added a lot of gentleness that had never been seen before in her brows.Yiyang could see it, and couldn't help it, the ivory horn comb fell out of his hand and hit her instep, waking her up, met Lu He's suspicious eyes, smiled slightly, gently pulled her shoulders, and said to her : "How many years have you not worn women's clothing? How about wearing it once and showing me?"

Without waiting for Lu He's reply, she overturned the question herself: "Not good—I'll marry you a year later, and you can secretly change it into the bride's gift when I marry you in the bridal chamber."

"Your Highness...Ah Choo—!"

Lu He sneezed suddenly, and Yiyang saw that she was wearing thin clothes, and hurriedly pushed her into the side of the bed, and lifted the quilt to wrap her tightly.

"Your Highness, this...is not in line with etiquette..."

Yiyang took off her boots and socks, and got into the quilt that was warmed by Mrs. Tang, covering her mouth to prevent her from saying those blunt etiquette words. Seeing that she was honest, she let go , tucked up the quilt for her, turned her back to her, and lay a little farther away, her heart was pounding like a drum, swallowed, and said softly: "It's just such a bed, you If you don’t sleep with me, will you freeze to death in the winter? I... I’ve been in Maozhou for a long time, and I’ve thought through a lot of things. Naturally, I don’t force you to take what you say seriously, you can come to see me from afar , I’m already very satisfied. I’m just joking about changing into women’s clothing. You can do it if you like it or not, and you don’t have to follow it as a will. I just want you to feel more at ease when you’re with me.”