Shuangjiao

Princess Lekang's plan to return to Linzhou was interrupted by the prince's death.

The emperor lost his beloved son, and became increasingly depressed after chasing the posthumous crown prince. He couldn't even preside over the ceremony himself, so he had to leave it to the emperor's grandson Liu Xiancong.

After offering sacrifices to the ancestors and gods, there is a palace banquet.

Because it was still in the mourning period, the palace banquet was not that big, and most of the dishes on the banquet were cold food.

Wen Xueqing only ate some and put down her chopsticks.

When she woke up this morning, she felt a severe headache, and persisted until now, just wanting to go back quickly.

Changing into a more comfortable position, Wen Xueqing whispered to Wen Wulang beside him: "Fifth brother, when shall we go back?"

"Wait a little longer, it's not long since the beginning, we'll leave in a while, and leave the rest to my mother."

Wen Wulang glanced at Liu Xiancong who was seated, smiled slightly, and turned his body to block Wen Xueqing's figure.

This banquet did not invite too many princes and ministers, mainly relatives of the royal family, and then trusted officials.

On Goro slowly swallowed the sake in the cup, secretly counting the time.

He has sent people to prepare the carriage and doctor first.

"Zhenzhen, keep going."

When the time came, Wen Wulang immediately got up and took Wen Xueqing to leave.

Walking out of the hall, Wen Xueqing shivered against the cold wind.

Wen Wulang took off his mink fur and was about to put it on Wen Xueqing when he heard a female voice from afar.

"Mr. Wen, little lady, please stop."

Wen Wulang turned around and kept a distance from Ling Rou: "What's the matter, Miss Ling?"

Ling Rou smiled lightly: "I saw A-mei at the banquet just now, she seemed to be feeling unwell, so I came here to have a look."

Even if her energy is low, Wen Xueqing still has to refute: "Who is your sister, I don't have such a sister..."

Wen Wulang patted Wen Xueqing on the shoulder to signal her to keep her strength quietly, and thanked Ling Rou in a warm voice.

Ling Ju said: "I have some hot water here, the little lady drinks some to warm her body before leaving."

"Little lady has a heart." Wen Wulang thanked.

Lingrou was still careful, he didn't think of this.

Lingrou glanced at the sable fur in Wen Wulang's hand: "Actually, I have prepared a coat. If the gentleman and the lady need it..."

"Yes." Wen Goro thanked her repeatedly before she finished speaking.

It's so cold outside, in order to look good and show off his stature, he actually didn't wear much underneath, so he took off his own and gave it to Wen Xueqing, he probably will lie on the bed later.

Wen Wulang put his clothes on Wen Xueqing himself: "Don't make trouble! If you are sick, please calm down."

Wen Xueqing buried her face in the thick fluff, sniffed a faint fragrance at the tip of her nose, and hummed softly.

"Thank you, little lady, I will send someone to return the things some other day."

Wen Wulang changed the hand that was about to flick his head into stroking, and paused on Wen Xueqing's forehead, frowning, and hurriedly took Wen Xueqing away.

Ling Rou stood where she was, and turned back when she could no longer see anyone.

"Little lady, if you send the fur coat away, if the princess asks..." The servants hesitated, their princess valued this sister very much, if Ling Rou fell ill because of this, they would have nothing to eat.

"It's okay, I'm wearing a lot of clothes, and nothing will happen." Lingrou waved her hand, "Just tell the princess the truth."

Princess Li doesn't care too much about whether her relationship with Wen Xueqing is good or bad.

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Wen Xueqing felt that her breath was hot.

My whole body was sore and weak, my eyes wanted to close uncontrollably, and I felt sick and uncomfortable. I coughed for a long time but nothing came out.

The servant girl fed her some water, took a sweat towel to wipe off the fine sweat on her head, and comforted her softly.

This winter, many people have caught wind and cold. Earlier, the emperor also fell ill for a long time, and then the prince caught it. The old and new diseases superimposed and went straight away.

"Did the lady go somewhere these days and eat something she shouldn't have?" Wen Wulang interrogated Wen Xueqing's servants.

The servant girl shook her head.

"Could it be that you were dishonest when you slept at night?" Wen Wulang looked at Wen Xueqing with an indescribable expression on his face, "...Zhenzhen, you are so old, it's not good to juggle at night, right?"

If it weren't for the lack of strength, Wen Xueqing would have thrown Wen Wulang out.

It's useless to stay here and talk nonsense.

She is not a three-year-old child!

The servant girl burst out laughing: "Little lady sometimes kicks the quilt at night, but she is much better now, maybe she really got sick because of the cold at night."

Wen Xueqing: "..."

Wen Wulang nodded: "Yes, you should also be more careful. Knowing that the little lady is not honest in her sleep, get up and have a look, don't sleep to death."

After being told by Wen Wulang, the servant girl realized that she had neglected her duty: "Forgive me, my lady, it's been a long time since..."

Wen Wulang interrupted with a wave of his hand. He was not interested in listening to the explanation: "Young lady is generous and generous, but I want to care about it. All the money at the end of this year will be deducted. Remember, it's just this one time, not another example."

Wen Xueqing was already sick, and it would be useless for him to pursue it any longer, so he could only use it to beat her up.

Wen Xueqing didn't care about these things herself, only his elder brother came in person.

Wen Goro shook his head contentedly, and suddenly thought of a question - when did he start doing all these things?

Isn't this what Wen Xueqing should learn to manage?

A manly man, he even took care of the affairs of the rear house.

Wen Goro: "..."

Although he didn't think it was embarrassing, if it got out, it would be troublesome for the official to write a letter.

Ling Rou waited patiently at home for two days, and when she learned that Wen Xueqing was still ill, she came to visit her directly.

The excuse for taking it was to return the clothes I lent that day.

"The one lent to the little lady was specially given to me by the elder sister. It is comfortable and warm. Seeing that the day is getting colder and colder, I want to get the clothes back."

Ling Rou was generous and said directly to Princess Lekang.

"Of course. It's just that Zhenzhen is still sick, so I can't get up to entertain you for the time being." Princess Lekang thanked Lingrou for her help, and led her to Wen Xueqing's room.

When Wen Wulang got busy, he forgot about this incident, and was taken aback when he heard the servant who sent the letter say that Ling Rou had come to the door.

"His Royal Highness said that she will let the young lady of the Ling family meet Lang Jun. If Lang Jun thinks it is good, then it is good."

"Huh?" Wen Wulang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and scolded, "I almost forgot, Zhenzhen did a good job for me."

He rubbed his temples with faintly bulging veins: "I'm sick in bed, and I still don't forget to cause trouble for me. Always pull me out, fifth brother, my knees really hurt..."

Thinking that Lingrou should be with Wen Xueqing now, and thinking that Wen Xueqing should be lying on the bed pitifully, Wen Wulang thought for a while, and said to the servant who sent the letter: "Go and tell the little lady, let her marry her by herself. Young lady of the Ling family, don't come looking for me again!"

The servant was startled: "This..."

"That's it! The little lady knows what I mean." Wen Wulang smiled bitterly, and Wen Xueqing solved it by herself.

According to Princess Lekang's wishes, Ling Rou came to visit Wen Xueqing, and Wen Wulang happened to be there to take care of the younger sister. It happened that the two of them could get in touch with each other to see if they were compatible.

After all, Ling Rou's current situation is complicated. Although she thinks Ling Rou is good, she will not take risks casually.

But Wen Goro didn't cooperate.

Princess Lekang said a few polite words, afraid that they would feel uncomfortable, so she found an excuse to leave, leaving the two young ladies to play by themselves.

Wen Xueqing kept a straight face, and the servant who heard the report stammered and repeated Wen Wulang's words, glanced at Ling Rou who was holding back her smile, and twitched the corner of her mouth: "Why are you laughing, it's not because of you."

There were not many people around, Ling Rou put down the sleeves covering her mouth, and kept nodding: "Yes, yes, thank you, Miss Wen."

Wen Xueqing snorted, looking sleepy.

She lay down for a few days, but the fever was gone, but she was weak and had no interest in doing anything.It wasn't as serious as Princess Lekang said that she couldn't get up.

...she just doesn't want to get up.

Before, Princess Lekang said that they could not protect themselves, which gave her a bad feeling, and she felt that she should restrain herself.

But it seems that she has been in this state since she came to Luoyang.

Far from being free in Linzhou.

"It's cold and nothing has happened. I just want to lie down and don't want to get up. In fact, I'm getting better." Wen Xueqing can be regarded as a regular exerciser on weekdays. Her health is not too bad, and her illness comes and goes quickly. .

"Is Zhenzhen explaining to me?" Lingrou blinked.

Wen Xueqing no longer wants to pursue Ling Rou's various titles: "You think so."

"I'll have someone collect your clothes, remember to take them when you go back later." Wen Xueqing said lazily.

The two talked a little casually, Ling Rou seemed to suddenly remember, and said: "The prince of Wei has no intention of marrying me."

"Oh... ah?" Wen Xueqing suddenly realized.

Ling Rou rubbed her nose: "The crown prince's mourning period has not yet passed, and there will be no other actions from the emperor's grandson."

As long as Liu Xiancong does nothing, Wei Su and Princess Li will not want to marry Lingrou.

"Oh, that's good." Wen Xueqing was listless.

She worked a lot, and was taught by Wen Wulang, but she didn't need to be busy.

Lingrou's eyes were bent into a half moon: "Anyway, thank you Zhenzhen. Zhenzhen has a heart."

Looking at Ling Rou, Wen Xueqing suddenly felt hot all over, and felt that she was sick again.

This time it seemed to be more serious, I even forgot what to do and what to say, and my whole body was stiff.

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Weiwang Mansion is located in Luoyang City, not far from the imperial palace.Far away from the land of Wei, the building of this palace is as magnificent as other buildings in Luoyang, completely different from the rough style of the land of Wei.

A fast horse galloped in from outside the city, and the messenger rushed in three steps at a time.

"Father!" As soon as Wei Su opened the letter, he only read a short line, and his blood turned pale.

The counselor under him reached out to take the letter in his hand and read it, feeling very worried: "Now it's the time of the crown prince's funeral, His Majesty is only strict with us, and His Highness will never return to Wei."

"If you can't go back, you have to go back!" Wei Su clenched his palm into a fist, "The battle situation is stalemate and changing rapidly. Don't we have to wait for the Huns' iron cavalry to flatten our Wei land?!"