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In late September, frost came early. Dayu entered winter very early this year, but it was only September. When you open the door, you can see hoarfrost falling on the eaves and withered grass.

Hua Xiang exhaled a breath of white mist facing the bleak scenery in the courtyard, and a gust of cold wind blew through her, making her shudder, and quickly took a few breaths of hot air into her hands, and prepared hot water and breakfast for Qi Ping.

Bringing hot water and breakfast from the dining room, waiting at the door, the weather is slightly cold, the water and meals are getting cold quickly, I brought the brazier and put it on it to keep warm, and put my hands on the brazier to take the temperature while paying attention There was movement in the house, and finally the thrush hanging outside the house chirped a few times before hearing a slight call from inside the house.

When he entered, Qi Ping had already leaned on the pillow by himself, most of the brazier that had been burning overnight had been burned out, leaving only the light gray wood ash that finally gave off a pink dim light, and he washed Qi Ping with the hot water , put on the freshly lit brazier, outside in the cold winter of October, and inside like the warmth of early spring, bring the porridge at just the right temperature in front of Qi Zhe, while she is drinking the porridge, Hua Xiang starts to prepare the medicinal soup for the earlier meal .

Although Hua Xiang is not as close to herself as Chang'er, but she is very agile in her hands and feet, she can't catch the slightest flaw in her handling of things, and she is also very careful. Sometimes she can tell what she wants with just a glance.

Breakfast is white porridge with chopped celery and sprinkled with some fine salt. Since the stomach ailment half a month ago, as long as I eat a little greasy food, I will feel uncomfortable. Drink some medicine to regulate the stomach, and eat light and easy-to-digest food every day.

The dining room racked its brains to change the tricks to make the light ingredients burst out with more flavors, such as the green porridge where the green beans are crushed and mixed with rice, or the pumpkin is cut into small pieces and mixed with pimples. The noodles are mixed together and boiled. Although the shapes and colors are ever-changing, but after all, they are just sprinkled with fine salt, and the taste is the same.

He barely drank half of the bowl, and the sound of putting down the bowl and spoon made Hua Xiang turn around immediately. Seeing the clear porridge that was half missing, Dai Mei couldn't help but sink, and moved her red lips to say something, but she saw Qi Ping With a tired expression, he just handed over a clean towel.

The medicinal soup on the table was just right when it was cold. When it was served to Qi Ping, there were a few candied fruit in a small plate next to it. The crystal clear fruit was sprinkled with a little icing sugar. He drank the brown bitter medicine into his stomach, held his head up and wiped the remaining medicine soup from the corner of his mouth with a towel, glanced at the candied fruit and shook his head for Hua Xiang to take it down.

It was only a few hours after all these were done, Hua Xiang took a lobular red sandalwood hammer and put a piece of green fox fur on Qi Ping's leg, and beat it lightly from the knee to the ankle.

The loss of appetite in the past few days made Qi Zhi's spirit not as good as before. The prescription of invigorating Qi and Gushen prescribed by the imperial physician has no effect at all after drinking bowls of bowls.After walking for a few steps, I feel weak and listless, as if my hands and feet have been poured with lead. After lying on the couch for a long time without moving, my legs often swell and ache. After that, Hua Xiang will use a small hammer to tap once a day in the morning and evening to relax the tendons and activate the collaterals. , it is more comfortable.

After knocking a few times, the silent atmosphere between the two seemed a bit awkward. Hua Xiang knew that Qi Wei was not very interested in those gossips in the palace, so she opened her mouth to talk about Qi Wei.

"Wei Yushi came back to work two days ago." It happened that Qi Xiao came yesterday, and Wei Chiyu accompanied him to guard. While waiting outside, Hua Xiang chatted with her for a while. Both of them served Qi Xiao around before. The confidant, the relationship is neither warm nor unfamiliar, and now serving two masters, when they meet again, they also nodded and said a few words, "Looking at her appearance, she is much more elegant than before."

"Wei Yushi is already a married woman, and she is no longer that frizzy girl, so naturally she must not lose face to her family." Qi Ting replied with a smile, "But newlyweds, why don't you rest for a few more days."

Hua Xiang paused with her knocking hand, hesitated for a moment and replied: "Because His Majesty hastily invited King Chen into the palace to discuss matters, probably Wei Yushi was bored at home alone, so it was a few days earlier."

"Discussion?" Qi Bing frowned, even though the harem is not allowed to participate in politics, he still couldn't help asking: "What is so urgent that you can't even wait until the divorce is over."

As soon as he asked about Qi Yi, he felt a little regretful. Fangcai Hua Xiang said that King Chen had hesitated to enter the palace. Now that he asked again, wouldn’t it be difficult for others, Hua Xiang answered straightforwardly, "King Chen will return to Beijing in about a month. , but the 3 horses in the northern Xun have not been led by a commander, and His Majesty wants to send King Chen to lead them."

Qi Ping nodded and shook his head at random: "Brother, he is still newly married, so he said he would go to the Qianli Border Pass, and he didn't know when he would come back. It's really hard to serve Wei Yu."

Hua Xiang's beating action slowed down, she nodded as if feeling touched, and seeing Qi Ping's sad face again, she secretly blamed herself for picking such a troublesome topic, and quickly started talking about other things.

Dayu entered winter early this year, and the sweet-scented osmanthus bloomed only twice before resting. The newly installed osmanthus trees and golden orange clusters in the courtyard are fragrant and far away. You can even smell the sweet smell in the house. When it was in full bloom, a few maids took bamboo baskets and knocked down the sweet-scented osmanthus from the tree, sifted out the sundries inside, washed them with well water, and dried them. Then, they marinated a few jars of sweet-scented osmanthus with sugar and a little salt. .

Osmanthus fragrans is warm and sweet in nature, and has the effect of warming the stomach and calming the liver. Qi Ping has been ill for a long time, and can only eat light food every day except for bitter medicine, so this osmanthus honey sauce wants to be a snack for Qi Ping.

"I'll ask the dining room to make some crystal osmanthus cakes in the afternoon. Those jars of sweet-scented osmanthus sauce make both girls very hungry." Around her, she knows a lot about people and the world, and takes good care of the other two girls, "It's just that glutinous rice is easy to accumulate food, and I can't eat much. In a few days, I'll see if there are any lotus roots picked in autumn, and eat it with sweet-scented osmanthus sauce. Very crisp and sweet."

Listening to Hua Xiang's chatter, Qi Ping lowered her eyelids and smiled faintly. She knew that everyone was trying to make her eat more. She didn't want to disappoint them. Eat as much as possible and write down, but unfortunately, every time I eat a little more, my stomach will always feel uncomfortable.

It has been more than a month since Shang'er left. It would be hypocritical to say that she is still as depressed as she was at the beginning. Apart from sincerely wishing her all the best for the departure of her loved ones, she has been tortured like a thorn in the face of time. It faded a lot, and my heart got used to the beating of the axe, but there was still a steady stream of guilt and regret.

But all of this will not lead to the current situation. Qi Yi knows that the dry cough due to weak stomach and spleen deficiency is not due to an unresolved knot in his heart. Maybe it did have such an element at the beginning, but every time he sees Qi Xiao coming here, he is depressed and worried. With her face, and the imperial doctor who almost sentenced her to death, Qi Ping hoped that he would get better soon.

The prescription was changed once, from the beginning of dispelling cold and warming the stomach, to the later harmonizing the stomach, and now soothing the liver, regulating qi, clearing the stomach and purging fire. What has changed is that the herbs in it have not changed, but the bitterness and bitterness have not improved. The illness changed to the third prescription and it still didn't work. Qi Xiaolongyan was so angry that he wanted to drag out the imperial doctor who had been seeing him and behead him.

The other imperial physicians in the palace gathered together to study the prescriptions, and even put up the imperial list outside to reward the private doctors, but it didn't work. Qi Xiao lived in Lanyue Palace for ten days, but Lanyue Palace was a little rough after all. It is not convenient to deliver the brochures. A few days ago, Qi Yu tried to persuade Qi Xiao to return to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. She didn't want Qi Xiao to worry too much, and she didn't want to be a burden to her. Pour into mouth.

I always hope that drinking the dark brown medicinal soup will have some effect, but every day I wake up, I am disappointed. I have been lying in bed for a long time, and recalling the days of riding a horse half a year ago, I feel nostalgic and sad.

Hua Xiang saw that Qi Ji was not in high spirits, so she stopped tapping her hands, put on the footwear warmed on the brazier for her, continued to wear a thick cloak, and brought the magpies outside into the house.

After Huamei entered the room, she barked even more cheerfully, jumping up and down in the cage non-stop. This was specially used by Qi Xiao to pass the time for Qi Ping. The melodious tweets brought vitality to the dull air. He walked to the cage and teased it with his hands, while grabbing some crushed nuts and feeding it.

After feeding only a few seeds, she heard the sound of someone walking in. Qi Xiao hurried over with the winter chill, took off the cloak and handed it to the servants. She was overjoyed to see Qi Zhe at first, but seeing her tired expression and weak His posture turned into worry again, and he took her hand and sat down at the table.

"It's getting cold, I'll ask the Shangyi Bureau to add some more clothes for you." It was very warm in the room, but Qi Zhe's hands were still slightly cool, not as warm as Qi Xiao who just came in from the outside.

Qi Zhi stretched out his hand to pat the small piece of dead leaf on Qi Xiao's left shoulder, shook his head and said: "There are enough, and wearing new ones every day can pass on to the New Year, does Xiao'er want me to wear so many clothes and become a rice dumpling? "

The joke made Qi Xiao laugh, but there was no less worry in his eyes, "I'm not afraid that you'll catch a cold." Seeing Qi Ping's embarrassed expression, Qi Xiao quickly said, "Well, the fine-haired sable that came as a tribute before is very If it’s warm, it’s better to make a bijia.”

Knowing that Qi Xiao was worried about her, and seeing her backing down so much, she could only nod and agree, "Okay."

It's almost time for lunch, Qi Xiao is not in a hurry to go back because there is no major event these days, so he stays in Lanyue Palace and eats with Qi Ping, halfway through the meal Qi Xiao remembered what happened, and happily said: "In a few days it will be ten days. Fake, I've been bored in the house for the past few days, what do you want to play, the Shengping Department has released a few new plays, why don't you set up a stage to watch the play."

Being suggested by Qi Xiao made me feel itchy to go out for a walk. Thinking of recalling the scene of riding a horse and soaring outside the Great Wall, and thinking that my body is getting worse every day, I am afraid that I will never have the feeling of looking at the clouds and smoke in the future, "Look It’s just a show, but I want to ride a horse to see the scenery.”

Qi Xiao was taken aback, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and now that Qi Wei would be tired even walking a little, let alone going out on horseback, he proposed again: "It's nice to see the bleak outside in winter, but you can see it if you want to." It doesn't matter, when the time comes, there will be a brazier in the imperial chariot, and you just need to sit in it."

"Xiao'er, I want to go to the hunting ground and ride the Xuanjiao." Qi Bao's eyes were deep, and his black eyes looked at Qi Xiao expectantly.

Qi Xiao couldn't bear to refuse such a look, but thinking of Qi Ping's physical condition, he shook his head and refused. Qi Xiao just shook his head, Qi Ping leaned over to hold her hand, and looked at her dryly as if begging with a slight frown.

The heart that was looked at by this look jumped up uncontrollably, and he simply ignored it for a long time. He didn't feel Qi Ping's reaction for a long time. He turned his eyes and looked again, and the other party already pressed his head and the corners of his mouth loosened and tightened. Then, with a long sigh, he could only reluctantly agree.