Qingwen's Farming Notes [System]

"Ahem..." Qingwen only felt sore and limp all over, struggling to stand up her upper body, but fell back weakly, with a burst of coughing from her mouth.

The little maid who had been guarding by the side was surprised in an instant: "Master, are you awake?"

"Where's Shuangqin?" Qingwen coughed and asked, "What's wrong with me?" Before she finished speaking, Shuangqin came in with a bowl of hot soup carefully.

"Miss, you woke up and just took medicine," she said with surprise on her face, and she couldn't help muttering, "Miss, it's not summer yet, you are greedy for the coolness at night, and you secretly opened the window. Lie down. Come on, drink this medicine while it’s hot, otherwise it won’t be good after its effect has expired.”

Qingwen was helped to sit up by the little maid, who stuffed a big pillow behind her back.Qingwen said weakly, "My mouth is very dry."

Shuangqin quickly put down the medicine bowl, and poured warm water for Qingwen to drink.After Qingwen drank the medicine again, her whole body was sticky as if she had sweated profusely. She was groggy and lay down again.She woke up and slept, slept and woke up, always wanting to return to that safe dream, always wondering if she had forgotten something important.

After two days of this, even Shui Rong was alarmed.Grandma came to see Qingwen in the morning, checked her forehead temperature, and was relieved to find that the low fever did not continue.Qingwen smiled palely: "Grandmother, you are worried about me these days, you have a few extra gray hairs on your head, let me pull them out for you." After speaking, she reached out to make trouble with grandma, but she gave her a glare. , only then smiled and retracted his movements.

"I don't stop when I'm sick."

It was announced on the door that Shui Rong had come to greet the princess.The eldest princess glanced at Qingwen with a half-smile, and nodded her forehead: "Take care of her well, don't give me any more moths."

Qingwen looked back at her grandmother pretending to be weeping, the eldest princess had already understood her three tricks, she smiled without saying a word, turned around and lifted her foot to help the palace maid out.After a while, Shui Rong came to Qingwen's yard.

When he saw Qingwen, the first thing he did was to reach out to touch her forehead. His hands were different from his grandmother's, dry and rough, like sandpaper.Qingwen obediently let him check the temperature without resisting.

Shui Rong withdrew his palm and nodded slightly: "It seems that the illness is about to recover." He found that Qingwen's black eyes were wide open, staring at the movement of his palm, but her expression was very obedient, like a cat waiting to be groomed.He couldn't help but put his hand in mid-air on top of her head again, and touched it lightly.

When he got what he wanted, he let out a sigh of satisfaction.Since the engagement, Qingwen has been lukewarm to him, and he couldn't find the crux of the problem. Unexpectedly, with this disease, she became a little more docile, and returned to the appearance of the little girl she met for the first time.The face is full of vigilance, but the eyes are looking at him curiously, without a trace of fear, the eyes are as clear as a shallow stream, and all emotions can be seen from those eyes.

He has seen the stubbornness in her eyes, the grievance in her eyes, and the slightly curved eyebrows when she is happy and triumphant. He only misses this clear and bottomless eyes. It seems that there is a magical power that can dispel all dark clouds.Thinking of this, his heart stirred slightly, and he took a deep breath before suppressing the floating thoughts in his heart.

Pian Qingwen was still unconscious, twisting her body from side to side and leaning towards him.When she was sick, her hair was simply pulled up, because the water solution came in a hurry, Qingwen didn't even have time to put on the big clothes for meeting guests, she only wore a moon white jacket with home clothes inside.With a movement of the hand, a large lotus root-like snow-white wrist was exposed. The collar was slightly opened by the movement, and a piece of skin under the neck could be vaguely seen, smooth and delicate, and the atmosphere in the room instantly became fragrant and floating.

"Thank you for coming to see me." Qingwen raised her head and spoke to him.

Shui Rong's eyes flickered slightly, and the tip of his nose seemed to smell a tantalizing evening primrose, and then he spoke in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Why are you being polite to me, my little fiancée is sick, and I should come and see her for any reason. "

Qingwen always felt that the smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit weird, but she didn't know why, after listening to Shui Rong's answer, she leaned back on the pillow again.But Shui Rong let out a sigh of unknown meaning, which seemed to be regretful, but also seemed to be unfinished...

Qingwen covered her neckline all of a sudden, and suddenly realized, her pretty face was blushing, but her complexion was much better.She became angry from embarrassment and spat on Shui Rong: "It's so shameless..."

"I came to see you, but I made you feel idle." Shui Rong joked triumphantly, "But I see, you are mostly happy..."

He fumbled in his sleeve, took out a jewelry box, handed it to Qingwen, and said, "Open it and have a look."

Resisting her shyness, Qingwen quickly took the wooden box, opened it, and picked up a lifelike plum blossom hairpin carved from white jade.Qingwen couldn't help but looked up at Shui Rong suspiciously, Shui Rong smiled and slowly explained: "This is a gift for you Jiji. I have already dealt with the plum blossom hairpin before. If I ruined one of your hairpins, I will naturally compensate you for a hairpin." .”

"It's finished, don't throw it away again." Shui Rong calmed down and said slowly, without giving Qingwen any reason to refuse, she stood up and said, "It's been a long time, I should go. I should avoid suspicion after getting engaged, Mr. The eldest princess forgives me, and I should also understand her painstaking efforts. I won't bother you much, you should rest well."

"Don't think too much about other things. Everything is up to me." He stroked Qingwen's hair again before leaving.

This is the second time Shui Rong said this sentence, Qingwen clenched the hairpin in her hand in a daze, thinking about everything about Shui Rong...

Do you really want to marry him?Touching her heart, in fact, she was still very uncertain, but the unreasonable anxiety and fear seemed to subside a little.Holding the hairpin, Qingwen retracted her body into the brocade quilt. In the dark, she seemed to have heard another tall figure standing in front of her and said to her: "Don't worry, everything depends on me."

Who is he?Qingwen had a headache thinking about it, but she didn't have the slightest memory.

Probably she had a messy dream last night.Qingwen smiled slightly, her body was still weak, and she fell into a deep sleep again.After so many days, when she was well, the days in the capital had become longer and longer, and the nights were shorter and shorter.Zhou Zhi complained that Qingwen had missed several flower viewing feasts, but now that she was engaged, she didn't go out much, but became more and more depressed, and often wrote letters to Qingwen, chatting about the girls' family affairs.

After Qingwen finished writing her reply letter, she said to Shuangqin: "When sending the letter, send this pot of Junexue along with it, it just happens to be blooming soon." Shuangqin responded with a smile.

Tomorrow is Qingwen's birthday. After dinner, the eldest princess left her granddaughter behind. Looking at her small face, she said with a complicated expression, "You really look more and more like your mother." On the face, slowly brushed.

Grandma's voice was choked with sobs: "Grow up, grow up, you can get married so soon." Qingwen seemed to vaguely see tears flashing past her grandmother's eyes.

Qingwen gently buried her head in her grandmother's arms, and rubbed her cheek with attachment: "I will never get married in my life, and stay with my grandmother."

"Grandmother's silly girl..." A long and old sigh came out.

Unknowingly, the grandmother is also getting old. Without her realizing it, it seems that the grandmother is no longer the awe-inspiring and charming beauty when she first met, and the breath in her body is slowly losing.This kind of qi is very mysterious, invisible, intangible, but Qingwen really feels its passing away at an irresistible speed.

After finishing Qingwen's marriage, grandma finished discussing the wedding dates of the two juniors intensively. She seemed to be racing against time. Qingwen always looked at her and wanted to say to her, "Grandma, stop and have a rest."

The Eldest Princess does not allow anyone to intervene, even the maids in the palace are relegated to the second line, and the princess prepares for Qingwen's wedding by herself, which seems to be emptying the princess's family.Qingwen couldn't help but refuse, but was persuaded by Gongmao's wink.

"Let the princess do her best. She has been unsatisfactory in her life. When she gets old, we will follow her. She is happy."

Qingwen nodded silently, remained silent, suppressing the worries in her heart.

Ten miles of red makeup, lifting the heavy dowry, can't cover the overflowing brilliance in the box, people can't help but marvel, the old people began to recall the grand occasion of the princess's marriage back then... All this is related to Qingwen, It can also be said that it has nothing to do with her. She wears a heavy phoenix crown on her head and bids farewell to her grandmother in tears. When the red hijab is covered, her world is only bright red.The fun is someone else's.

The last stern reprimand from my grandmother echoed in my ears: "Why are you crying, I want you to marry with a smile and laugh for the rest of your life."

She was carried on the shoulders by a strong servant girl, Xie Anshuo held her hand all the way and sent her into the sedan chair.The moment she landed on the ground, she squeezed his little hand hard, and kept all her words in this movement.She knew that Xie Anshuo's ability to marry her today meant that his grandmother had approved him.

Stepping into the bridal sedan chair, her world is different.She won't cry. Grandma won't let her cry, so she will marry with a smile.

Qingwen, who was getting married with a smile, swayed all the way, and was helped off the sedan chair by a big rough hand and welcomed into the door.The excitement seems to be separated by a layer of glass.

That's how she got married.

The next day, Qingwen, who was sore all over, was shaken awake in a daze.She opened the visitor's hand with a snap, and muttered: "Don't make noise, I want to sleep."

"Wen'er, wake up soon."

Finally, Qingwen couldn't bear the shaking anymore, she sat up with half-closed eyes, Shui Rong supported her, winked at the little girl serving her, took the towel from her hand, and wiped Qingwen's face.

Shocked by the cold temperature, Qingwen woke up in an instant, and found herself hugged by water solution like a baby. Immediately, the absurd scene of last night appeared in her mind, her face flushed suddenly, she grabbed the towel and said angrily: " I can wash myself."

The smile on the corner of Shui Rong's mouth was just half hooked, and then suddenly restrained.After Qingwen finished washing and had breakfast, she asked Shui Rong: "Is grandma up, should we go over and serve tea?" The grandmother in her mouth was referring to the old concubine of the King of Beijing, and she immediately changed from the old concubine to the old concubine. Changing her name to grandmother, Qingwen's heart was not so smooth for a while.

Shui Rong sighed, and looked at Qingwen with a complicated expression: "This matter will be postponed for now." He asked the maids to cancel the breakfast and dismissed all the servants in the room, and then looked at Qingwen with a serious face, "The eldest princess passed away last night."