As the weather got colder, she became more and more tired, and she didn't want to take a step out of the door.

There was a charcoal fire in the room, and it was warm. She was taking a medicinal bath while recuperating her inner breath. When she woke up, half an hour had passed, and Xiaoyuezi didn't know where she had gone. She put on her coat and walked to the door, and saw A familiar figure.

"Young Master Han?"

She turned sideways and asked, "Come in and have a seat?"

Han also didn't come in, the wind and rain fell on him, and he still didn't move at all.

She frowned slightly, then stretched her eyebrows, gathered her clothes, turned around and walked into the house, the door was just open, she didn't look outside again.

When Xiaoyuezi came back, she had an extra oil-paper bag in her hand, and she muttered something: "Strange, the door was closed when I left. Could it be that the wind blows it open?"

She raised her eyes and glanced at it, thinking it was the new medicine prescribed by Dr. Zhang, she waved at her without asking too much: "Little Yuezi, come here and have a look, what is this?"

"sweet potato!"

"Yes."

She put the baked sweet potatoes on a plate and put them on the small table: "You have been greedy for a long time, but the second uncle just bought some from outside today, you can try it."

"Thank you, sister Xiaojiu." Xiaoyuezi's face was blushing from the cold, like a New Year's picture doll.

Not knowing her real name, Xiaoyuezi secretly called her sister Xiaojiu in private, which sounded pleasing to her ears, so she accepted it.

She smiled, continued to pull on the charcoal fire, and moved the hottest one to Xiaoyuezi's direction, Xiaoyuezi exclaimed, and hurriedly handed her the oiled paper bag: "By the way, sister Jiu, has anyone been here? I found it on the window lattice when I came."

It's Han Yi.

She took it and opened it, and a scent of pastry came to her nostrils. Xiaoyuezi said pleasantly, "Is it a shortbread, or a shortbread from Liji!"

She sank her eyes, and put the shortbread on the table: "If you like it, eat all of it."

"Such a good shortbread, sister, don't you want to eat it?"

"I'm not hungry, you can eat."

Xiaoyuezi was flattered. After getting along for so long, she knew that sister Xiaojiu was a person with a cold face and a warm heart. She wanted to know more and more what the real face looked like under the human skin mask.

It must be beautiful.

When the weather was better, Xiao Yu went to Zhao Wuling's residence, but was told that she was discussing with a guest in the study, she waited outside for half an hour, before Zhao Wuling came out, she overheard a conversation.

The voice of one of them sounded familiar to her, but she couldn't remember who it was.

The two probably also came to see Zhao Wuling, and they were also rejected like her, so they went to sit in the pavilion and waited for a while, chatting gossip, without even noticing that there was anyone in the tree.

"I have been at home on sick leave for the past few days. I heard that His Royal Highness has not been in court for several days. Many ministers in the court have started gossiping in front of His Majesty, slandering His Highness for being unworthy."

"I don't know too well. Your Highness always puts state affairs first. It is rare for him not to go to court or to appear in front of his officials."

"I did hear some gossip."

"What gossip?"

"Presumably you also know that the East Palace was not peaceful a while ago. It is said that the crown princess was entangled by evil spirits, and many Taoist priests were killed. After tossing for a long time, there is no improvement."

"Yes, I know that."

"Later, another Taoist priest came and led the princess around the hall. Guess what he saw?"

"You don't need to ask, it's naturally evil."

"Yes and no."

Xiao Yu looked at this person from a height, his expression was mysterious, his eyebrows were in the shape of a figure eight, which was quite funny.

Another asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's Dong Hu's ghost."

"what?!"

"Keep your voice down. I've heard people say this too. It's hard to say whether it's true or not. It's just that His Highness didn't kill the Taoist priest. Later, the Crown Princess never left the East Palace in the name of recuperation."

"His Royal Highness does not go to court, what does it have to do with this matter?"

"You don't know this. Your Highness loves the Crown Princess very much. You and I know how Dong Hu died. If he really came back to claim his life, how could His Highness rest assured that the Crown Princess is alone? Naturally, he would not leave him. company."

"You mean, Your Highness is doing it for the Crown Princess"

"pretty close."

Most of the subsequent conversations were about whether His Highness the Crown Prince should abandon the government for the sake of women. Xiao Yu was in no mood to listen, and picked a leaf to observe the veins of the leaf.

After a while, the guards came to ask, "General Tao, Mr. Gu, Young Master please come in."

Xiao Yu just remembered that the familiar voice was General Tao Huan Tao, she was on the roof that day and accidentally heard him talking about his family affairs with Zhao Wuling, Zhao Wuling told her that this person was Tao Huan who sent the horse.

It's been so long, and I don't know if his wife has calmed down or if she has brought the child home.

She was thinking like this, but she didn't know that there was a person standing under the tree, who raised his head and talked to her: "It's cold above, let's come down."

She floated to the ground and greeted with a smile: "I have met Mr. Han."

Han Yi took a deep look at her, turned his face away and said, "Young master is busy with business today. If there is nothing important, I can tell you that it is going to rain. I will send you back first."

"That's it"

She smiled and said: "It's nothing important. Since the young master is busy with business, I'll go back first. Mr. Han doesn't need to see you off, I'll just go back by myself."

She left after the farewell, but Han Yi kept walking behind her.

Before she got to the corridor, it started to rain. She quickened her pace and ran to the corridor. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Han Yi standing in the rain, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand. The umbrella was tilted to one side, as if there was someone beside him.

Watching her enter the corridor, he was stunned for a moment, and wanted to step forward to say something.

"Mr. Han, take your leave."

Xiao Yu bid farewell again, this time, she turned around and walked away without looking back.

Huang Tianrun was packing up his things and preparing to go out, but when he turned around, he found a person standing at the door. He backed away in fright, and kept patting his chest: "Little Yu'er, you stand silently at the door, are you trying to scare me to death!"

Xiao Yu glanced at the things in his hand and asked, "Are you going out?"

"Go to Chenxiang Temple."

"I'm going too."

"Impossible, follow the doctor's advice, and don't move violently."

"Ah."

She responded calmly, Huang Tianrun sensed something was wrong, so he put down his things, closed the door and spoke.

"You look like this, what happened?"

She pulled the charcoal fire, sparks hovered in the air, and disappeared in an instant, she said in a deep voice: "Han Yi has been very abnormal recently, I guess, he should know my identity."

Huang Tianrun thought for a long time, and finally got the number right.

"You guys knew each other before?"

"When I was in Jinzhou, Zhao Wuling sent him to monitor me day and night."

"It was so"

Huang Tianrun murmured to himself, finally figured everything out, picked up his things again, and confessed to Xiao Yu: "Don't think too much, just pretend you don't know, go back and rest quickly, recuperating is the big deal, I still If you have something to do, let's go first."

"Hey, hey three masters"

"Bo."

Xiao Yu was stunned, this old man walked so fast, he was not afraid to lose his waist.

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