sunset fever

Qu Yao was still ill, but her face became clear, and she no longer fainted and convulsed at all; the ten pairs of suet bracelets sent by the Lord Xikong were of different dark patterns and styles. There were three pairs, plus a red satin-plated gold and silver embroidered jacket.

Qu Yao was wearing a jersey, taking advantage of the noon sun to look at the neat handwriting on the scriptures, and then slowly read a few lines: "If all living beings in the last days after I die, can recite by themselves, if you teach them to recite, you should know If you recite and uphold all living beings, fire cannot burn them, water cannot drown them, and they cannot be harmed by great poisons or small poisons...①"

The waitress had already come from outside, she was short, with a small red mouth, and a pair of jet-black eyes, she spoke cleverly: "Your Highness, General Qu is here today, waiting outside to see you .”

Qu Yao turned a page of the pale yellow scripture scroll, lowered her head and asked, "Which General Qu?"

"It's... Your Highness's father, General Qu," the waitress called Yishi, who was only one year younger than Qu Yao, she smiled immediately, stepped forward to stroke the messy hair on Qu Yao's shoulders, and said, "I'm here Help Your Highness comb her hair and change her clothes."

Qu Yao raised her heroic and bright eyes, but at this moment, she was tired like caressing water; she shook her head and said: "I came here in early April and became a concubine, and later became a queen; Your Majesty, I have not Say ten good things, but don't hear ten good things... I have long forgotten that there is a father."

Qu Yao put the red leaf at hand between the pages of the book, then closed the Shurangama Sutra and placed it under the cushion of the couch.

So, the first room immediately called another maid to come in, and the two of them were busy helping Qu Yao put on a light gold embroidered skirt and blouse, and put on a bright and moving make-up, covering up the haggardness of long illness.

Qu Yao wore the golden butterfly and pearl phoenix crown bestowed by the Queen Mother herself, she walked slowly outside, and then saw Qu Fangli standing by the door, the man still had a thin face and narrow phoenix eyes.

Without saying anything, he suddenly knelt down, and then he gave Qu Yao three heads and said: "My minister, Qu sees the queen."

Qu Yao's palms began to sweat, and she was supported by a room to stand upright, with a cold face and difficult to speak.

Qu Fangli was still kneeling, and said: "Your Highness is a phoenix among adults, it is the honor of the Qu family, everything in the mansion is safe, you can rest assured."

"Master Qu, your highness is always sick after coming to Chongcheng, you should know..." Yishi helped Qu Yao to the right with a cold face, and finally put her in a chair, and she said, "Master Qu, you don't have to Kneeling, His Highness hasn't seen his relatives for a long time, so he can't see these things."

Then, Yishi immediately sent someone to bring some fruits and cakes, and served another pot of Longjing. Qu Yao just stared at everything in front of her eyes, looking around indiscriminately; Her chin and fingers were trembling, she couldn't close her sleepy eyes, she just looked at Qu Fangli, then pointed to her own neck, shaking her head constantly.

Qu Fangli didn't sit down for a moment, but when he got up, he always stood with a ruthless face, and then said: "Your Highness is not feeling well, and I will stay here soon. I heard that His Majesty has found a good imperial doctor for you."

It seemed that Qu Yao really couldn't speak at this time, she started to yell "Yahah", then she clenched Yishi's wrist and pointed to the bedroom.

"Master Qu, this servant has taken care of His Highness to rest."

There were two maids following behind Qu Yao, one room stretched out their arms to help her to lie down on the bed, then set up the screen, and called the door guard to send him to the imperial medical office to ask someone to come over.

Yan Xiu left the Huaiqing Palace, the time had passed, and he did not return to the Imperial Medical Office to collect anything, Zhao Yu yawned twice and said, "I am on duty tonight."

From a distance, the jujube tree is still red and green. Yan Xiu and Zhao Yu walked forward, and they separated at the corner of the outer wall of a palace. Yan Xiu wanted to go back to the Taolang Pavilion.

He has never seen such a gorgeous Chongcheng in the breeze and setting sun, so when he passed a pavilion, his thoughts froze for a while. The lotus leaves are rolling, and there are beautiful black and white swans in another living pond.

This is just a small scene in the Canghua Garden. In the poem on the wooden pillars in the pavilion, there are two sentences: "The woodcutter returns to his desire, and the smoke and birds rest for the first time."

If it is said that Yangjing has already reached the cool autumn season, then Fushan is still at the end of the long summer, and the Yan Mansion is always empty, leaving only Xiao Tanqing alone.

Until this day, the long rainy season rested, the crimson sunset dyed the sky, and the moisture soaked in the depths of the blue stone bricks, so a few tiny yellow grasses grew; Yan You came back rashly, and on his back was a A crimson sword, and a dark blue and black robe with arrow sleeves. He has eyes similar to those of Yan Xiu, but has a fierce look, his cheeks are a bit wider, and the hair on his forehead is loose and loose. with.

Yan You grew up with a dull temperament different from his elder brother.

"Second Young Master," Xiao Tanqing immediately went up to meet him, looked up at him, and then smiled, "Young Master, he is not here now, he left at the beginning of the month."

"gone?"

"Yes, two people with swords came that day, and they didn't say where they came from. The young master told me to take care of the house, so he followed them." Xiao Tanqing still wore the blue-gray coarse cloth dress, she She was born with a thin waist and narrow shoulders, with a clean face like a young lady; at this time, she entered the main room with Yan You, and lit the lamp again.

Yan You frowned and asked, "Did you say anything else?"

"The young master also said that if the second young master comes back, there is no need to look for him."

The houses in Fushan are taller and narrower, with gray tiles and white walls. Yan You looked around at the supplies and decorations in the house, and after counting, he realized that he had left half a year ago.

He said: "That day, there was a half-dead man in front of the flower hall. Master was about to save him, but he pulled out a dagger and wiped his neck... I smelled the blood, and at night I dreamed of Yangjing and my mother. He and Dad dreamed that the Changxi River in front of our house was flooded."

"You were only three years old at that time." Xiao Tanqing poured warm tea for him.

After all, Yan You was the youngest in the family, and he had never been steady. He raised his eyes to look at Xiao Tanqing, and then he felt aggrieved in a hurry, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid that my brother was murdered by someone in the palace. Tomorrow, I will go to Yangjing."

"Second Young Master, you haven't come back for a long time. You should rest and eat something you want. Young Master, he has told you that we don't have to worry too much, he knows it well."

Yan You retorted: "The name has been buried for more than ten years, and my brother has never been involved in any disputes. If someone really leaked the news, how could someone with a sword coerce my brother to leave?"

Xiao Tanqing's face was out of the yellow light of the candle lamp, she froze the corners of her mouth, suddenly she didn't know what to say, after a while, she trembled, and said: "You shouldn't think too much, besides, Nanpu Hall can't always Close the door."

Anger finally dyed Yan You's brows and eyes. He tightly gripped Xiao Tanqing's collar, causing the weak woman to sway and unable to stand. He slapped a heavy palm, and then, hot blood flowed from Xiao Tanqing. The corners of his mouth flowed down and spread on the front of the coarse cloth dress.

"Second Young Master, the food is still in the kitchen, I'll heat it up for you."

Xiao Tanqing's cold palms pressed against her cheeks, she was subdued by force, and she lay heavily on the ground, her tears were hot, and Xiao Tanqing's heart hurt more than her cheeks.

Yan You stopped talking, he drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, exhaled out of his nasal cavity in a winding breath, and finally said: "I, I shouldn't hit you..."

But at this time, Yan You was the only one left in the room, Xiao Tanqing had already put away the knocked teacup, and hurried out.

Yellow marigolds are planted in Yuekuo Palace, and they cluster around the door of the main room during flowering season, and they are stored in celadon altars.

Yan Xiu opened the door and came in, and saw two waitresses, after a while, another woman in a light gray skirt came, named Ya Xun, she was about forty years old, with a gentle face, she came forward and smiled Saluted and greeted: "Lord Yan, please follow me. If the Empress Dowager was not in a hurry, she would not have called you here temporarily. Her Majesty the Empress Dowager knows that the affairs of the Imperial Medical Office are complicated, and she also knows that Her Majesty's illness requires you to take care of her."

"No, I'm free today." Yan Xiu bowed to her, and then entered through the yard. The buildings here are more solemn in color, with vigorous sculptures on the eaves and lacquered pillars with blushing colors, turning their heads from the center of the yard to all sides, Small jasmine plants with more colorful colors can be seen piled up in the corner.

The red pebbles were paved under the feet, and they had already been rubbed shiny. After making a few bends from the corridor, they went to the small courtyard where the Queen Mother was resting. In the stone pit under the rockery, the small courtyard is surrounded by a two-person high red wall, with blue, yellow, and green flowers, birds, grass and insects painted on the bottom.

Before Yan Xiu could enter the room, Zhong Huashu came out. She was wearing a golden hairpin, she had a beautiful pointed face, and she had a narrow and high nose very similar to Chen Biying.

"Your Highness," Ya Xun went up to salute, and said with a smile, "Lord Yan is here."

The Empress Dowager, who is 33 years old, has not been exposed to the wind and sun in the deep palace all year round, so her appearance is no different from those young and unmarried women, but if you look into her eyes, you will know what is a habit of the world What is the concealment of watertight.

"I'm going to lose my face."

Afterwards, Yan Xiu just stared at her, thinking about some past events, and became a little dazed, but he could only grit his teeth and keep silent. Sitting down, she said: "Come on, help Aijia get a pulse."

The servant prepared a kneeling cushion under Zhong Huashu's seat, before Yan Xiu stepped forward, he just looked at Zhong Huashu's face carefully and asked her, "Do you have a rash on your back?"

"It always grows at night."

Zhong Huashu sat quietly without smiling, seeing that Yan Xiu didn't come to kneel, she asked after thinking: "Is the servant in a hurry to leave?"

"I have nothing important to do today," Yan Xiu curled one corner of his lips, and he walked slowly until he arrived in front of Zhong Huashu's seat, and then he held her wrist hidden in his sleeve, and let go of it again. , bowing and saying, "It's okay, I'll write the prescription and get the medicine from Shangyao Bureau."

Zhong Huashu took a long, deep breath, straightened up and sat down, put her hand on her forehead, and called Yaxun to go over, the two whispered in their ears, Yaxun came again, and led Yan Xiu to the study to write Prescription.

A maid was grinding Fang Mo with gold letters, and Ya Xun picked out a wolf hair for Yan Xiu, and she asked slowly, "Are you used to living in Yangjing?"

The black juice stained the gray tip of the pen, and Yan Xiu held his breath to write. He drew back and made a smooth vertical stroke before replying, "It's more refreshing and windy here."

"Then you come here, can you settle down with your parents?"

"My parents died when I was a child."

The ink in Chongcheng was probably different, but suddenly, a bitter smell penetrated into Yan Xiu's nostrils. After he wrote the prescription in his hand, he stood up, and told Yaxun the dosage and duration of the decoction.

The two of them didn't fully understand what they just said, Ya Xun always smiled decently, but Yan Xiu knew that his words and deeds today disregarded the great etiquette, which probably made the young queen mother uncomfortable.

Note: ①From the Buddhist classic "Surangama Sutra". ②From Meng Haoran's "Su Ye Shi Shan Fang Qi Ding Da Bu Zhi" by Meng Haoran in the Tang Dynasty.

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