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Yan Wanting was like a warm stove, exuding warmth all over her body, which made Xia Qiulian, who was cold, warm up little by little. She quietly turned her back to Yan Wanting and was embraced by her , and soon fell into a deep sleep.

She slept very peacefully this time, without waking up or having nightmares.

When I woke up again, it was dark outside, and several lanterns had already been lit in the study.

The charcoal fire in the stove is still burning, except for the shallow breathing behind him, only the slight burning sound of the charcoal fire can be heard,

I don't know that Yan Wanting is awake.

Xia Qiulian moved her body slightly, turned her head to see Yan Banting but she was still sleeping.

Just turning his eyes, he happened to meet a pair of deep and sparkling eyes, staring deeply at her under the dim light.

It wasn't until she turned around that Yan Wanting was startled, looked away as if nothing had happened, and let go of Xia Qiulian.

Yan Wanting lifted the corner of the quilt, turned over neatly, and then quickly turned around to readjust the brocade quilt with some gaps, preventing the cold wind from entering.

Russily put on her clothes, Yan Wanting, who didn't like to tie clothes, frowned slightly, tied a crumpled and ugly knot, put on the fox fur, and whispered to Xia Qiulian.

"Lie down for a while, I'm going back, Feng You has something to do when she leaves the palace tonight, I need to tell her something."

Xia Qiulian sat up, looked at Yan Wanting who was arranging her clothes, hesitated for a while, glanced at the gloomy sky outside, and asked softly with her lips pursed.

"It's getting dark, Your Highness still has time to stay in Jingling Hall for dinner."

Yan Wanting finally put on her belt, patted the warm fox fur on her body lightly, and turned to look at Xia Qiulian with a cold tone.

"No, I'm afraid Fengyou is already waiting for me in the palace. Qingyuan and I have already ordered you to go to the imperial hospital and ask Fu'an to cook you a cup of nourishing soup and herbal food to drive away the cold, and it will be served in a while."

Just after waking up, she felt even colder. Xia Qiulian lowered her eyes and buried her body in the warm quilt, only revealing a pair of cold and hazy eyes. She nodded and thanked Yan Banting.

"Well, Your Highness has a heart."

"Ah."

Yan Wanting responded indifferently, and was about to turn around and leave, but when she reached the door, she stopped hesitantly.

Seeing that Yan Banting hesitated but didn't speak, Xia Qiulian asked first.

"Your Highness, there is something else."

Yan Wanting's hand was already on the door. On such a cold day, the ordinary mahogany door was actually icy to the bone, making her fingers ache a bit from the cold.

Frowning tightly, Yan Wanting's dark and deep eyes showed a little dilemma.

Xia Qiulian looked at Yan Banting's motionless back.

It took a long time for Yan Wanting to move, and she seemed to sigh helplessly, without turning her head, she just said in a flat tone.

"I have already asked my father for an order to go to Qingzhou to avoid the cold in two days. You...you are not in good health, so go with me."

A gleam of light flashed across Xia Qiulian's eyes, and his pale face was slightly moved.

"You...are you still willing to take me to Qingzhou?"

Qingzhou, for Yan Banting, is not an ordinary place.

Yan Wanting exhorted coldly.

"You pack your things in the past two days. I will ask the emperor about this matter. Before I leave, I will send someone to inform you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Wanting opened the door, she opened a gap, flashed out quickly, and closed the door immediately.

The cold wind outside the door has never blown in.

Not long after Yan Wanting left, Fu An came to Jingling Palace.

She was wearing a heavy fur coat, a velvet hat on her head, and her whole body was tightly wrapped, rolling over like a big meatball.

"Little Imperial Physician Fu'an, you are here."

When Qing Yuan saw Fu An, she happily ran over. Seeing that Fu An was dressed thicker than herself, and wrapped more than herself, she punched Fu An on the shoulder with a look of surprise.

"You wear more clothes than I do. You are still afraid of the cold after staying in Yan Country for so long."

Fu'an was holding a small food box in her hand, her red face had dim eyes, and the corners of her lips were drawn down, looking depressed and unhappy. She nodded weakly, and walked around Qingyuan to the study.

Qing Yuan scratched her head, a little confused why Fu An, who usually smiles and always likes to play with her, is so unhappy today.

She looked up at Lu Ruan standing in the corridor.

Lu Ruan glanced at her, and followed Fu An into the study.

The medicinal soup was boiled by Liaoci himself. Several medicinal herbs were ground into fine powder, and some white rice was added to it.

The aroma of chicken soup mixed with the fragrance of rice, wrapped in a light medicinal fragrance, makes people move their index fingers and speak.

The fur on Fu An's body was not the fur of any animal, but the thick and soft white fur felt warm.She sat in a thick bundle by the fire.

The head is round, the face is round, and the body is round.Like a fat white bear, he huddled by the stove, with his face drooping, his eyes glistening with tears, and he whispered to Xia Qiulian in an aggrieved voice.

"His Royal Highness said that the empress does not like to eat meat and meat, so she asked the master to add some rice and chicken soup when steaming the medicine soup. The fresh chicken soup that removes the fishy smell, and the rice dilute the bitterness of the medicinal materials. The empress will definitely eat it. The medicinal herbs are the most effective medicinal herbs to dispel the cold and warm the body. Originally, the palace lacked these medicinal herbs the most in winter. But His Highness told me to make a decision on these medicinal herbs early on, take them back and store them, and cook medicinal soup for the empress eat."

Although she looked aggrieved and unhappy, she remembered what she said when she resigned, and she said it to Xia Qiulian slowly without missing a single word.

Xia Qiulian sat at the table with a white jade spoon in her hand.

The medicine soup in the jade bowl on the table was still boiling hot, and the light smoke with fragrance rose in a lingering straight line.

Xia Qiulian's eyes were soft, she asked softly.

"Fu'an, today...you have something to worry about."

Xia Qiulian's attitude towards Fu'an has always been gentle. She likes this little girl who is innocent, cute and kind, and has a temperament similar to Qing Yuan.

When Fuan heard Xia Qiulian's concerned question, the tears in her eyes began to flow out. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but found that she was wearing too much clothes and couldn't even raise her hands. She rubbed against the fur coat, and accidentally rubbed a few white fluffs on her eyelashes.

Choking, and twitching again, Fu'an held back a single word.

"I...."

Xia Qiulian got up and walked to Fu'an's side, gently stroking Fu'an's face with her white and cold hands.

"What's wrong."

Gently brushing the fluff on her eyelashes with her fingertips, her gentle movements made Fu An burst into tears in an instant, and the bean-sized eyeballs rolled down from the red eye sockets as if they didn't want money.

She whimpered and complained to Xia Qiulian.

"They...they all bullied me. I...I just walked to the entrance of the Tai Hospital with the medicine soup, and saw the senior sister...the senior sister stared at me fiercely, and said to wait for her to live Come back and hit me."

Xia Qiu was stunned, only to realize that the senior sister Fu'an was talking about was Li Fengyou.

At first I thought that Fu An was really being bullied by others, but now it seems that Feng You was just scaring her.

He reached out and handed Fu An a brocade handkerchief beside the table to let her wipe away her tears, while comforting her.

"Feng You? Didn't she always dote on you? How could she beat you? She was just scaring you. How could she really be willing to beat you?"

Fu An took the handkerchief, twitched his red nose, and said even more aggrieved.

"I still don't know why the senior sister suddenly said that she wanted to punish me. I asked the senior sister, but the senior sister ignored me and left, saying that she would talk about it when she came back. Before I could figure it out, I saw His Highness in the Imperial Garden. I... ..I just said hello to His Highness, and she glared at me fiercely, like a senior sister, saying that when I go back to the Tai Hospital, she must take good care of me... woo woo woo woo"

Xia Qiulian only listened to the general idea of ​​what Fuan was muttering in his crying voice.

But she knew that Yan Wanting was just pretending to scare the little imperial doctor, so how could she really deal with her uncle, the most beloved apprentice.

Not to mention Li Fengyou, he was just trying to scare Fu'an.

It's just that the simple Fu'an wouldn't think so. Although she is a forgetful and innocent half-grown child, she holds grudges very much.

Even when Yan Banting gave her a glare on weekdays, she could remember it for a long time, secretly childish little revenge.

Not to mention this time, just after being frightened by Feng You, he was frightened by Yan Wanting again.

Fuan didn't even know the reason.

Xia Qiulian knew about it, so she could only reach out and touch Fu'an's furry cap comfortingly.

Fu'an raised his head under her hands. There were crystal tears in his dark deer eyes, his eyes and cheeks were red, his lips curled up in grievance, and he looked at Xia Qiulian sadly, complaining aggrievedly.

"I don't know what I did wrong....They all bullied me."

Xia Qiulian comforted Fu'an softly.

"It's okay, they won't really bully you, and they can only talk about it verbally. If they really bully you, how can you let them go if you quit?"

Fu'an stretched out his arms with a brocade handkerchief, wiped the corners of his eyes reluctantly, and looked at Xia Qiulian with a pouted mouth.

"Concubine Xian, you are so kind."

The corners of Xia Qiulian's lips slightly raised.

"Stop crying, I'm hungry. Ben Gong asked Qing Yuan to bring some pastries to pad your stomach."

There were still tears in the corners of his eyes, and Fu An, who was crying, couldn't help swallowing when he heard that there were cakes to eat, and nodded his head hastily.

"Well, yes."