The next day, only hearing the ringing of the clock outside, Daiyu opened her eyes in a daze, and when she turned around, she was shocked to find that Shui Rong was still lying beside her, the window paper had turned yellow, and the curtain was dimly lit.

I don't know what time it is, it stands to reason that Shui Rong should have gone to court early, why didn't he wake up today.Daiyu thought to herself, she didn't sleep too late last night, because he drank wine, and when he came back, he drank some hangover soup and lay down.Daiyu thought that he was caught in the rain again, could it be that he was ill?Thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, just touched it, and immediately retracted it, it was very hot.Daiyu was impatient and quickly pushed him: "My lord, wake up, wake up."

Shui Rong then slowly opened his eyes, the scene in front of him shocked him, he expected it was getting late, he was struggling to get up, suddenly he felt a splitting headache, his forehead was hot, his throat was sore and hoarse, and he cried out. Not a sound came out.

Daiyu hurriedly put on some clothes, pressed Shui Rong's body, and said anxiously: "You are so sick, just lie down and don't think about going anywhere. I'll send someone to send the imperial doctor." It was too late Brushing her hair, putting on her shoes, she hurried out of the Bisha closet, Hanyan and Xiyue were sitting there talking, and the other little maids were nowhere to be seen.

Xiyue and Hanyan got up quickly, and Daiyu said in a panic, "Quickly send the doctor Chen, my lord is ill."

Xiyue's complexion suddenly changed, and she hurriedly said, "I'll go to Mr. Ma."

Han Yan hurriedly comforted Daiyu: "Princess, don't worry, maybe the prince got a little bit of rain last night, only a little bit of wind and cold, it doesn't matter. No wonder my sister Xiyue and I waited for nearly an hour and the prince didn't get up. It's not easy to call the prince, it turns out he's sick."

Daiyu felt distraught, hurriedly went back to the green gauze cupboard, saw Shui Rong was still lying there, asked him if he was thirsty, hurriedly poured water for him, and went to help him again, with smoke in his arms. come to help.

Seeing Shui Rong's pale face, Daiyu couldn't help complaining: "It's true, you're such a grown-up, and you're still like a child. Cheng'er is more sensible than you, and she doesn't know how to cherish herself at all." As she spoke, Daiyu felt Tears welled up in his eyes, and he turned his back again.

Seeing Daiyu worrying about him on the pillow, Shui Rong felt distressed and loving at the same time, took her hand, hoarse voice, and tried hard to say: "Don't be sad, I'm fine, it's just a little headache, I'll be fine soon. "

Daiyu scolded in a low voice: "You liar!" She wanted to punch him again, but Shui Rong lay there and didn't hide, Daiyu felt sore and turned her back to stop looking at him.

Seeing this scene beside Han Yan, he smiled foolishly.

Not long after, Xiyue came back: "Go back to the lord and concubine, Mr. Ma has already invited the imperial physician, and he should be here soon. Master Chang Shi is waiting, please be well with the lord and concubine."

Shui Rong said: "You go to my small study, give the book I wrote to Chang Shi, and send it to the palace for me. By the way, take a sick leave for me."

Xiyue agreed one by one, and Daiyu gave another order: "Let the kitchen make some light porridge, and don't add too much oil to the side dishes."

At present, everyone is busy, and the water is filled with smoke, and Daiyu wrings out a brocade handkerchief and puts it on the water.

Until Manager Ma led Doctor Chen to come, the female relatives had already avoided.

Doctor Chen hurriedly checked the pulse, and only said that he had contracted a cold, and he would be cured after taking two doses of dispersing medicine and resting for a few days.He said again: "My lord is in good health, this illness is not a big deal, but I still need to rest for a few days."

Shui Rong was upset when he heard that, half an hour later, Nan Qing brought the boiled soup, and then Concubine Side sent a maid to greet her.Dun Hui came to see it in person again, and saw that her brother was not in good health and liked to be close, but she didn't dare to make noise in front of her, so she just sat down for a while.

After taking the medicine, I feel a little better.Thinking of going to the small study to sort out the pile of messy papers, Daiyu stopped him and said: "You can just lie down and rest in peace, don't be in a hurry, it would be dishonest to be sick."

Shui Rong said: "It's a tense moment right now, how can I relax. Don't worry about me, I'm already much better, I'm not you, so weak, this headache and brain fever can't beat me. I don't go out, but Read something, write a note, and let Meng Yi come over and present it in the afternoon."

Daiyu knew that persuasion was impossible, so she turned her back and ignored him.Shui Rong thought that he had a lot of work to do, and he couldn't spare himself the time to be tender with Daiyu, so he turned and went to the study.

After he left, Daiyu sat there feeling sulking.Xiyue saw this scene when she came in, and hurriedly came up to persuade her: "The prince has such a temper. In the past, when the concubine was around, he also had a headache. No one else can hold back such a temper. The princess must not get into trouble with the prince because of this. "

Daiyu sneered: "You don't need to persuade me just because of this, just go to see what you need if you have the time."

After leaving Xiyue, Daiyu wanted to do two needles and thread, but she couldn't continue to embroider when she got it. She wanted to turn over two pages of the book, what words were written in the book, and spent a long time thinking about it, but her eyes still stayed there. I don't even know what is written in the book.Feeling messed up, I sent the little girl Liu Ye'er to inquire, and Liu Ye'er came back soon, and reported: "Back to the princess, the prince has asked Meng Changshi to discuss matters, and it is not easy for me to go up and ask what they said What is it?"

Daiyu waved her hand, simply ignoring Shui Rong.He took the qin, burned incense and adjusted his clothes, sat beside the qin, and softly smoothed the silk tree.

Then I couldn't stand it any longer, put on some clothes and hurried out the door.When he came to the small study, he saw Shui Rong was writing under the window, coughing a few times after writing for a while.Daiyu looked at it from the side and her heart was sour. She took his pen, threw it into the wash, and said angrily, "You really don't know how to cherish yourself."

Shui Rong looked back and saw Daiyu's thin face with anger and a pleasant expression, pinched her face, half coaxing and half begging for mercy, and said, "It will be done in a while, and there is another document that needs to be copied. I have to send it away in the afternoon." .”

Daiyu glanced back and forth, and said confidently: "Isn't it just a copy of the document, as long as the prince doesn't blame the concubine for usurping, why don't I finish the rest for the prince?"

Shui Rong was a little hesitant, but he slowly got up and gave up his seat.Daiyu looked back and forth between the two documents, took a new purple brush from the pen holder, dipped it in thick ink, and began to copy carefully.What's even more surprising is that the handwriting is almost like Shui Rong's own handwriting, Shui Rong can't help being a little stunned.

Daiyu didn't realize it, and just lowered her head to copy the book, being careful not to copy a word wrong.

Shui Rong praised: "I never knew that Yu'er had such abilities, today is an eye-opener for my husband."

Daiyu bowed her head to write, but kept silent.Due to the concentration, there was already a dense layer of sweat on the forehead, and Shui Rong thoughtfully fanned Daiyu in front of her.After writing the last word, Daiyu stepped back in the chair, stretched her arms, feeling a little bit dry, pushed the copied document, and said, "Okay, I did my best."

Shui Rong hurriedly bowed and said: "Why is it not good, thank you Yu'er for helping me this time."

Seeing this, Daiyu burst out laughing, worried about his body, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, and found that it was no longer hot, so she felt relieved.

After the ink was dry, Shui Rong was busy tidying it up.Daiyu went to look at the painting on the wall again, and now it was not a painting by Wen Zhengming's son, but a painting by Xu Wei (Xi Zhicage Goose). I also saw that the inscription reads "Youjun is originally Muslim, and he is elegant and dusty. I met a feather guest in the mountains and invited this good goose guest. I wrote scriptures in a sweeping script, and the pen was exquisite and fascinating. After the book was finished, the goose was caged. How did you ever say goodbye to the master. Tianchi Shanren." etc.One school is freehand with splashed ink, and the other school is made naturally, with a lofty artistic conception.

Shui Rong asked, "How does Yu'er see this painting?"

Daiyu nodded and said, "Of course it's good."

"I don't know if Yu'er can understand Danqing?"

Daiyu answered truthfully: "I have a wonderful pen for painting, but I have no skills. I can't make the prince make fun of it. Just look at it, but I can't draw it."

Shui Rong said: "There is no perfect person in this world. Yu'er writes well, writes poems and books well, and plays the piano well. She is already a rare talented woman. I really didn't expect to marry you." Passed Daiyu's shoulder.Listening to Shui Rong's tone, it seems that marrying Daiyu is the most flamboyant pleasure in the world.

Daiyu said sideways: "The Jia sisters all have their own strengths. The second elder sister is good at chess, and the younger sister Tan likes to collect all kinds of celebrity calligraphy. When she practiced regular script, she didn't like Zhao Mengfu's, but learned from Ouyang Xun. His calligraphy, no wonder it has such a sharp temperament, it looks like a person. The fourth younger sister is good at Danqing, and she once drew a picture of the Grand View Garden. Listen, my lord, it’s not that I specialize in art.”

Shui Rong didn't hear exactly what Daiyu was talking about, he just played with the pair of lotus seed-sized pearl earrings she was hanging.

Liu'er came to pass the message: "My lord, the seventh lord is here and is waiting in the flower hall. Manager Ma is in front of me to accompany him."

Shui Rong was a little surprised: "Why is he here?"

Daiyu said: "Presumably he didn't go to the morning court, and he heard that you were sick at home, so he came to see the situation."

Shui Rong said: "Maybe that's the case. It just so happens that I can ask him about King Heng face to face. It saves you from going back and forth, it's very cheap. You order the kitchen to make a la carte. The Seventh King likes to eat Shandong cuisine. How many times do you ask them to prepare?" He is exquisite. I have something to ask of him, so I must entertain him well."

Daiyu curled her mouth: "If you want to stay for dinner, you must drink. You are a little better, but you have forgotten it. You don't care about yourself at all."

Shui Rong said solemnly: "I promise Yu'er that I will never drink any alcohol."

Daiyu knew it would be useless to talk too much, so she withdrew and went to the back.Shui Rong thought about it for a while, and knew that Yu Wang liked the wonderful paintings of celebrities, so he went to Wangyun Temple to pick out a few calligraphy and paintings that he could get his hands on, and then turned back to the flower hall.

Daiyu asked a little girl to go to the kitchen to spread the message, and she did not go to the flower hall to meet King Yu.

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