Bai Di was a weird and anxious elf. After hearing this, he felt that this matter must be done immediately, so he immediately said "goodbye" and ran out.
Ming Wuyou said "ah" and was a little confused, "This girl, I want to ask her if she has been asking my elder brother for trouble recently!"
Due to the weather, and Ming Wuyou is busy embroidery, he has less communication with his brothers, and he has rarely visited the Zhanwang Mansion recently.
When I saw Bai Di today, I suddenly became curious about this.
"You can ask me."
Princess Yun'an smiled and fell a piece on the chessboard, "It's your turn to worry."
Ming Wuyou looked down and saw that she had been surrounded and blocked and surrounded by enemies.
"I admit defeat!"
Ming Wuyou smiled and put the chess piece back into the chess box, "I'm not your opponent."
She motioned Caiyue to come forward and take the chessboard away, and leaned in front of Princess Yun'an, "Do you know?"
Princess Yun'an nodded, "I know a little bit... She has been busy walking in front of the Fu Taifu recently, and she is also having fun with Fu Yuru. Where did she get the free time to find trouble for your elder brother? She has been so peaceful recently."
"Um...this is it."
Ming Wuyou nodded and talked to Yun An for a while.
She suddenly became a little surprised.
In fact, Princess Yun'an is not old, so why is she so transparent and steady?
Because she is a human being for three lifetimes, she has reached a certain level of mental age. Where is Princess Yun'an?
...
There was nothing serious in the capital, and Ming Wuyou did not attend several banquets to deliver posts.
On December 3, Shen Qingci took back the spice booklet from the Jiang family.
When Fu Rou couldn't survive and had no one to take over the booklet and he took it in exchange for money, Shen Qingci took it. "According to the lady's instructions, my subordinates gave her 100 taels of silver."
One hundred taels are not too much. If you can recognize the reality and be content with yourself, you will not be unable to survive.
but……
Ming Wuyou pulled the corners of his lips slightly.
With Fu Rou's mind and nature, how do you know what it is to be content with oneself?
Fu Rou was just a soft woman. Not long after she got the hundred taels of silver, she was robbed by a thief when she went out to buy clothes.
In despair, Fu Rou thought that she still had a beautiful appearance and a young body...
She thought, this was a big capital.
You can use this to exchange for a little bit of a place of survival, even a little bit.
But she didn't know that Ming Wuyou had already blocked her road.
She wanted to be a low-level slut without a door, she wanted to be a pillow with a jade arm, and a brothel with a few red lips that everyone tasted had no door. It was even more difficult to have a small official to be a wife.
Climbing into the sky.
In such a huge capital, there is no place where she stands.
But she still couldn't recognize her position and the way she should go.
...
On the night of December 5th, it was wind and snow again.
Ming Wuyou stood at the window, looking at the large scattered snowflakes outside, standing there quietly, and for half an hour, he didn't speak or move.
Leng Yun went forward, put his cloak on Ming Wuyou's body, and whispered: "Princess, go back inside and sit, it's too windy and snow outside."
If you blow it down, you may catch a cold.
"Um."
Ming Wuyou, who had not said anything, responded, and couldn't help but sneeze when he turned around.
Caiyue was so scared that she immediately closed the window tightly.
Ming Wuyou's sleep has always been fine, but this night, he rarely lost insomnia.
At midnight, the sound of snow stomping in the corridor outside the door came from the rustling sound of snow.
Ming Wuyou sat up and said, "Mr. Chen?"
"Yes." Shen Qingci's low voice came from outside the window, both big and small, just to let Ming Wuyou hear it clearly, "Fu Rou is dead."
"How... dead?"
"freeze to death."
Shen Qingci said slowly: "It's frozen in Hulu Lane, Beicheng. Do you want to go and see it?"
Ming Wuyou turned over and got out of the bed and covered his shoes. At the first moment, he seemed to want to go.
But when she put her shoes on, she was suddenly stunned.
What to see?
Look at a frozen corpse?
She slowly sat up and said, "No need, I have worked hard for Manager Chen during this period. Manager Chen should go back early to rest."
Shen Qingci outside the window said respectfully: "Yes."
From then on, there was no Fu Rou in the world, and there was no thorn that had been stuck in his heart.
...
The next day, Ming Wuyou's head was a little heavy when he got up.
Leng Yun asked the imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital to take the pulse.
The imperial physician said that it was not serious after being exposed to a little cold. He prescribed medicine and told Ming Wuyou to drink medicine well and keep warm.
After the imperial physician left, Leng Yun couldn't help but say, "The princess can no longer blow the wind and don't take her body seriously."
"Um."
Ming Wuyou leaned on the imperial concubine's couch, holding a warm stove in her hand, and covering her body with a thick animal skin blanket. How could he not know that this cold-hearted female guard was concerned about her?
She finished her soup and asked, "Are the clothes for the Laba Palace Banquet ready?"
Leng Yun said: "Everything is ready, but the princess is like this. My subordinates advise not to go. It is very cold outside and the condition will worsen!"
"It's okay." Ming Wuyou smiled, "A little bit of a problem won't even be unable to leave the door... Besides, you and Caiyue stare at me for twelve hours a day to keep warm and drink medicine, and I will definitely be right away. OK."
Leng Yun felt embarrassed and said nothing.
When Murong Yu learned that she was sick, he left all the government affairs behind and came to Wuyou Pavilion that afternoon. His expression was so nervous.
Because in his consciousness, Ming Wuyou had excellent medical skills and knew how to take care of himself. Even if he had never had any illness in his previous life, this disease naturally scared Murong Yu.
When he came, Ming Wuyou said that when he entered the palace in Laba, he brought some pastries to Yuanhao.
Murong Yu said with a serious expression: "Laba, don't go to the palace, so you can take good care of your health at home!"
"Why?" Ming Wuyou glanced at him, "I haven't married you yet, are you going to restrict my freedom of movement? I insist on entering the palace."
“…”
Murong Yu was silent for a moment and said helplessly: "You know I am not restricting your actions--"
"I'm not a mud guy." Ming Wuyou said with a smile: "Besides, I haven't gone out for a long time. I want to go out and walk around. The palace banquet is in the main hall, and the main hall is warm. What's the scary thing?"
"Along the way, I can only take the distance between the palace gate and Chengqing Palace at most."
"Or—Are you going out? Are you afraid that I will find you hooked up when I go out, so you won't let me go out?"
"Nonsense!" Murong Yu was amused and crying, and pinched Ming Wuyou's cheek lovingly, "You know I... forget it, I won't stop you, if you like it, go."
Ming Wuyou looked at him with a leisurely look: "What you said is very reluctant, as if I forced you to promise something you didn't want to agree."