little wife

Chapter 43

Yu Mingyu started to have a fever in the afternoon, and it became more and more serious in the evening. Doctor Jin in the mansion gave golden needles once, and then prescribed two medicines in succession, and only then did he manage to suppress the fever.

When Ning Luo arrived outside her mother-in-law's room, the whole family was already there, Jing Cheng glanced at her, although she didn't say anything, but she knew in her heart that she was afraid that her father-in-law would blame her, why she came only now.

But why didn't anyone come to tell her that Yu Mingyu was sick?
Looking at Qing Niang who was standing next to Jing Cheng with lowered eyebrows, Ning Luo inevitably became suspicious.

She has always been in charge of Yu Mingyu's room, did she do it on purpose?
This was not the time to pursue the matter, the whole family stood outside the door worriedly, and when Dr. Jin came out, they all surrounded him and asked about the condition one after another.

Dr. Jin just sighed: "I don't know what's wrong with Madam's body. Why can't these diseases get rid of the roots? This wind-cold disease is not big or small. It can only be taken care of by people. Don't worry about it." It will be fine if you become seriously ill."

"Yes, I will fry this medicine myself, and I will serve by Madam's side tonight," Qing Niang replied from the side, "No one understands Madam's temper better than me."

Dingyunhou Jingcheng glanced at her gratefully: "Thank you for your hard work."

Qing Niang's eyes turned red: "I'm all to blame for what Hou Ye said. I know Madam's body but I can't help but break my mouth in front of her."

"What did you and Madam say?" Jing Cheng frowned.

Qing Niang hesitated to speak, she quickly glanced at Jing Yun and Ning Luo, lowered her head and said, "It's nothing, I'm going to make medicine."

A sense of uneasiness rose from Ning Luo's heart. Could it be that Qing Niang used the noon incident to sow discord in front of her in-laws?Moreover, her mother-in-law was seriously ill, and she was still playing and laughing with her uncle and sister-in-law in the house. If the news got out, she might be accused of being unfilial.

Jing Zheng and Jing Xi were still young, Jing Cheng let them go to rest first, while he went to the inner room, but came out after a while, pacing back and forth outside.

Jing Yun looked at him for a while, then suddenly said: "Since father is so worried, why doesn't he stay with mother inside?"

Jing Cheng was stunned for a moment and said, "She said she doesn't need me, the room is too stuffy, so let me come out."

"Yeah, my father is busy with official duties all day long, and there is a young lady serving him inside. I'm afraid he doesn't even have time to see his mother, and he can't blame her for being so lucky." Jing Yun said coldly.

These words sounded like questioning, Ning Luo couldn't help being a little worried, and grabbed Jing Yun's sleeve.

Jing Cheng's eyes froze, and it took a while before he smiled bitterly and said, "Is it because she doesn't want to see me, or I don't have time to see her? Over the years, have you seen her take the initiative to meet me once?"

Jing Yun clenched his fists, and said shyly: "If my mother is the one my father loves, she must be pampered and pampered. Even if I am playing with my temper, my father should coax me. My mother must be looking forward to my father's love." To coax."

"The one I love... looking forward to..." Jing Cheng muttered something, looking at Jing Yun with complex expressions in his eyes, he suddenly turned around and strode out.

Ning Luo was stunned. Seeing that Jing Yun hadn't moved, she unconsciously took a step behind and said, "Father..."

Jing Cheng's footsteps paused, but he didn't stop, he just said indifferently: "You and Yun'er will stay with your mother for a while, I'll leave first."

Ning Luo was very disturbed, and quickly glanced at her husband beside her, only to see Jing Yun staring at Jing Cheng's back with an expression of indifference, his eyes seemed to be a deep spring that was quiet and unwavering.

The door of the inner room opened, and a maid named Yunshang came out, and let the two of them in, saying that Madam invited them.

Ning Luo didn't have time to think about it, so she entered the room with Jing Yun.

The light in the room was dim, and a bitter smell of medicine filled her heart, which made her heart tighten. She was also lingering on the sick bed in her previous life. How uncomfortable it is, ordinary people may not be able to feel it.

Jing Yun took a step forward and half-kneeled beside Yu Mingyu's bed, and Ning Luo also knelt down. The person on the bed was thin and pale, with a bluish complexion and shortness of breath, obviously in great pain.

"Mother, please take care of your health." Jing Yun said in a deep voice, with a slight tremor in his voice, obviously extremely sad in his heart.

Yu Mingyu took a few breaths, and struggled to open his mouth: "Yun'er, Luo'er, I have a word, you must keep it in your heart."

"Mother told us, we must keep it in mind." Ning Luo replied in a low voice.

"Although Qingniang is just a concubine...but she has paid a lot for me and the Marquis Mansion over the years..." Yu Mingyu said intermittently, "You...don't treat her lightly...you must respect her..."

Ning Luo's heart sank, she really expected it.

"What does mother mean by that?" Jing Yun was stunned, "As long as Qingniang keeps her own place, no one will disrespect her. Could it be that Luo'er will?"

Ning Luo pressed Jing Yun's hand, and said softly, "Yes, mother, Luo'er knows."

Yu Mingyu's eyes stared at her for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I know you are a smart child... Yun'er has a deep love for you...I hope that when you come...can make...the house more lively ..."

"Mother, don't worry, the baby will save it." Ning Luo said in a low voice, "Mother, take care of your health, and Luo'er will come to serve you often in the future."

"No need," Yu Mingyu was a little tired, "Go back and rest...I understand with my body..."

Jing Yun obviously didn't want to leave, so he hesitated for a while and said, "Mother, why don't we stay with you for a while, these few days..."

Yu Mingyu was obviously not interested, closed his eyes and whispered: "I'm a little tired."

Jing Yun's leaning forward body froze for an instant, and it took him a while to say "yes" stiffly.

Ning Luo didn't know how to comfort Jing Yun, so she could only follow Jing Yun out of the room passively.Her parents love each other deeply and get along well with their children. Even when Ning Zhenchuan and Ning Heng were at war, they never saw the father and son being so indifferent as if they were strangers.If there is any rift between her and her parents, she just needs to grab her parents' sleeves and act like a spoiled child, and her parents will pick off the stars from the sky and give them to her. She never expected that the relationship between Jing Yun and her parents would be so cold. He always looks so cold in front of people.

Silently, he put the cloak on Ning Luo's body, and tied the belt carefully for her. Then Jing Yun took Ning Luo's hand and walked out of the room.

It was cold and windy outside, and Jing Yun's pace was a little hasty, Ning Luo turned her head and signaled to keep Lvsong and the others at a distance, then hugged Jing Yun's arm and said, "I'm a little tired, how about resting in this pavilion for a while? "

The pavilion is built in the atrium of the garden, backed by a rockery, with a wide view in front, planted with some flowers and plants, and on the left is an artificial small lake with a few residual lotuses floating on the lake. If it is spring, it must be a beautiful scenery .

Ning Luo leaned on Jing Yun's shoulder, but felt that the bleak winter scenery also had a special flavor: "Brother Jing, if the winter plum blossoms here, can we come here to make snow and ask for tea?"

"Okay." Jing Yun turned his face sideways, looked at her nose tip that was blown red by the cold wind, and felt warm in his heart, "We can also go to your Taiqing Bieyuan to enjoy flowers and ask."

Ning Luo smiled sweetly: "You haven't seen me dancing in the pear grove, have you?"

Jing Yun's heart fluttered: "That must be beautiful."

"If you like it, I can show you the dance right now." Ning Luo said enthusiastically.

Jing Yun stared at her, then touched her head suddenly, and said with a smile: "Fool, I'm fine, don't think about how to comfort me."

When he discovered his small thoughts, Ning Luo turned sideways and hugged his waist, and whispered: "Brother Jing, don't be sad, you have me now, and I will accompany you."

"In the past, I was really sad. I always thought that I was not good enough, so I worked hard, practiced martial arts and followed literature. I always thought that one day the eagle would fly nine days and make them look at me with admiration," Jing Yun murmured. It has been in my heart for a long time. Others have seen him in fresh clothes and angry horses. Who knows that since he was a child, he only hoped that his parents would touch his head like that for his younger brother, hug him up and kiss him, but it is a pity that even if he picks Bei Zhou up The general became famous in the first battle, even if he won the prize of Tanhua Dama parading through the streets, even if he won the emperor's favor as a young man, he still couldn't get the admiring and loving eyes of his parents, "Now I understand, maybe their expectations of me are not the same as Zheng'er and the others. Not the same, I am the eldest son of the Hou family, I should be strong and calm by nature."

There was imperceptible loneliness in Jing Yun's voice, Ning Luo's heart tightened when he heard it, and pity emerged spontaneously.A gust of cold wind blew by, and she leaned into Jing Yun's arms, her cheek gently rubbing against that generous chest: "Brother Jing, you must be too powerful, so father and the others feel that they don't need to care about you anymore , they trust you to take care of yourself."

It was as if being hugged by a kitten, and all the loneliness and unhappiness flew away.

Jing Yun lowered his head and kissed the tip of her hair twice, and suddenly became energetic: "Yes, I can not only take care of myself, but also you, and the entire Dingyunhou Mansion."

Ning Luo raised her face and looked at him proudly: "You can still rule the world, defend your home and country, and take good care of Da Chen's world and people. Brother Jing, don't underestimate yourself, you will be the most powerful in the world! hero."

"I just want to be the best in Luo'er's eyes." Jing Yun whispered in her ear.

The cold wind whizzed by beside him, but at this moment it lost its power, and the two cuddled together, even in the cold winter, they were as warm as spring.

When she returned to Yunjue Garden, Ning Luo paid the price of shedding tears for her temporary self-willedness. Fortunately, Yingxiang had already prepared ginger tea, and the warm ginger tea slipped into her throat, and her whole body became hot. Yun was a little nervous, he always remembered the woman in white groaning in bed in his dream, and he was afraid that Ning Luo would do the same, so he asked Yingxiang to take care of Ning Luo's body.

"I'm fine." Ning Luo was a little helpless at his excessive concern, "Doctor Jin is taking care of my mother, so don't bother him all the time."

Jing Yun was right after thinking about it, so he told Yingxiang that if Ning Luo was unwell tomorrow, she must report it as soon as possible.

"Why did you report such a trivial matter to you? It made your colleagues laugh," Ning Luo said angrily, "It's you, King Rui hasn't troubled you these days, right?"

As soon as Yang Yan was mentioned, Jing Yun also became a little puzzled. Not only did His Royal Highness King Rui not bother him, but he was even able to talk and laugh when they met. Those who are not so magnanimous must wish to go far away and never see each other again.

It's just that Yang Yan like this, if he wasn't a truly open-minded celebrity, he must be a deep-rooted treacherous person in the city. The former is admirable, while the latter is vigilant.

In his selfish heart, he didn't want Ning Luo to mention Yang Yan again, and he wished that Yang Yan's name could be erased from Ning Luo's heart. Naturally, he didn't want to discuss this person with Ning Luo, so he responded casually and then diverted. Topic: "No trouble, even if there is trouble, it's not a big deal right, what does what mother said just now mean? Did Qing Niang say something in front of her?"

"Don't worry about things at home, I'll take care of them," Ning Luo told him earnestly while changing his clothes, "You must not take it lightly with King Rui, his ambition...is very big, I'm afraid of you I didn't pay attention to his way."

Jing Yun's heart was sweetened by the caring words, and he enjoyed the warmth and soft jade before saying: "I don't think it's too ambitious, but now that he's married to a girl from the Zhao family, we have to be careful if he will be the first one." At both ends, send a glance to King Fu."

Ning Luo was a little anxious, but she couldn't show the slightest bit on her face. It was just this sentence "not to". In the end, the crown prince died of inexplicable illness, the third prince was punished for treason, and Yang Yan was a fisherman. Zun is only one step away.

However, what she knew was too involved. Before she left home, Ning Zhenchuan had seriously told her not to talk about her strange dream in front of Jing Yun. Come to kill yourself.

"Be careful sailing for thousands of years, I'm worried that he will use some insidious tricks..."

Seeing that Ning Luo was so worried, Jing Yun finally became serious, pondered for a moment and took out an invitation card from his arms: "Look, this is sent by His Royal Highness, let me bring my family to the banquet, King Rui will also Go, do you think you want to go? Or do you think of a way to refuse?"

(End of this chapter)