After the red building was reborn as Daiyu's brother

"Langyu, don't be presumptuous." Lin Ruhai reprimanded in a low voice.

Jia Zheng also knew that Jia She's words were out of proportion, so he gently tugged at the hem of his clothes, signaling him not to say any more.

Jia She snorted coldly, turned his head away, and the matter was over.

Lin Ruhai lowered his eyes, feeling a little contemptuous in his heart, he is already a grandfather, so what are you fussing about with two little dolls on this occasion?

Thinking of this, Lin Ruhai sighed helplessly. The Lin family's old house in Beijing had been repaired a long time ago, so it's not a problem to live in someone else's house. Go back and discuss it with your wife, and see when it's serious to move out.

After a while, the sky began to darken. Lanterns were lit on both sides of Ningrong Street, and the stars in the sky illuminated the originally dark night brightly.

At this time, a group of eunuchs dressed in palace uniform clapped their hands to clear the way, and everyone's expressions immediately became serious.

Immediately afterwards, only listening to the sound of silk and bamboo rites and music from far to near, eight eunuchs carrying a huge brocade sedan chair embroidered with dragon patterns appeared in the sight of everyone accompanied by a group of female officials with fluttering robes. to salute.

Lin Langyu didn't pay attention to what happened afterwards, and he didn't know if he was too worried and the wind was blowing for so long, so he was in a daze for the next few hours.

I only remember a group of people surrounded by sedan chairs and rushed into the mansion, made a lot of salutes, and walked around together for a long time, and there was always noise in my ears.

Fortunately, Yuan Chun is not his elder sister, so after doing the proper rituals, they have nothing to do.

Lin Langyu hurriedly dragged Wen Quxing back to her yard to hide quietly.

At this moment, Lin Langyu's complexion was already ugly, and Wenquxing wanted to laugh at him, but seeing his pale complexion, he asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Qiaohe brought tea, and Wen Quxing let him drink a couple of sips, then helped him to lie down on the beautiful soft couch beside him.

Wen Quxing reached out and touched his forehead again: "It's so hot, I have a fever!"

Qiaohe Lingzhi at the side heard this, and panicked: "Then send someone to find a doctor!"

"No!" Wen Quxing frowned, "Concubine Xian is visiting relatives today, if we call the doctor at this time, if people see it, we don't know what will happen."

Looking at Lin Langyu, who was burnt in a daze at this time, Wen Quxing felt distressed and helpless, why did it start to burn properly?It's fine for Daiyu to be so weak, why is this kid still sick?

Suddenly, he thought of the little prince who had made Lin Langyu depressed all day. Could this be the legendary lovesickness?

Thinking of this, Wen Quxing felt annoyed and funny, and couldn't help but slap Lin Langyu on the forehead. Are they really the seeds of infatuation in the Lin family?

Seeing Wen Quxing slap Lin Langyu across the face, Ling Zhi hurriedly stopped her and said, "Young Master!"

Wen Quxing waved his hand with a smile and said, "I'm not stupid to shoot him."

Then he said: "Now the front is in chaos, and my father and mother are busy ahead. It's just that they have a fever and it's not a serious illness. Otherwise, if they are invited to come over at this time, someone will have to take part in our family's 'frivolous and ignorant' tomorrow." Ceremony."

Now, their family members of the Lin family are in full swing, the more people want to grab their braids, the more people want to catch their family's pigtails. Few people stare at such a big matter as the family visit in Yuanchun!Tonight is absolutely unmissable!

This stinky boy must have eaten cold food with Baoyu before to cool his spleen and stomach, and now his thoughts are heavy and the wind has been blowing for so long, so he broke out together.

"Qiaohe, you quietly go out from the second door to look for sister Panlan, tell her that the second master is ill, and ask her to bring some antipyretic medicine."

"Yes!"

"Lingzhi, ask someone to boil some hot water quickly, and give your second master a good hot bath to get rid of the cold."

"Yes, here we go."

With that said, Ling Zhi greeted a few girls and went out together.

Then, Wen Quxing turned to Changli who was beside him and said, "Go to the freezer and get some ice back."

"Yes."

After finishing speaking, Wen Quxing took out a veil from his bosom, soaked it with the cold tea that was left aside, and spread it on Lin Langyu's forehead.

He only heard him sigh, and said to Lin Langyu who was in a daze, "Why did I look at Sister Lin's calamity as if it happened to you?"

Lin Langyu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she couldn't hear what Wenquxing was muttering in her mouth.

Lin Langyu's consciousness was completely blurred at this moment. He knew that he was sick, but he opened his eyes slightly, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see.

I remember that in the past, when I was still in Yangzhou, whenever I was sick, that person would always stay by my bedside, and would not leave until I was well. The Empress Dowager Ren and others personally tried to persuade me, but it didn't work.

They were so good in the past, why are they so indifferent to him today?

If something important happened, why not tell him?What can't be said about their friendship for so many years?

In front of the Rongguo Mansion, a group of people surrounded the concubine Xian to visit the garden, rejoicing and bustling.

In the courtyard where Lin Langyu and Wen Quxing lived, a group of girls and women came in and out, and Lin Langyu's cough could be heard from time to time. Under the cold moonlight, the pagoda trees in the courtyard fell silently.

Qiaohe went there for about a quarter of an hour, and then came back with Panlan and a doctor carrying a medicine box.

Seeing that her cheeks were burning red but her lips were abnormally pale, Pan Lan couldn't help exclaiming: "Oh! Why are you so hot?"

Sitting in front of the couch, Pan Lan hurriedly greeted the doctor behind her and said, "Please ask Imperial Doctor Zhao to take a look."

Hearing this, the doctor stepped forward and took out a pulse pillow to diagnose Lin Langyu's pulse.

Seeing this, Wen Quxing frowned, and said to Pan Lan in a low voice: "Concubine Xian went back to the mansion to visit relatives, and we are calling the doctor here in a hurry. If people find out, we don't know what to say!"

Seeing Wen Quxing's consideration was so thoughtful, Pan Lan smiled relievedly: "It's okay. Doctor Zhao is already at the mansion, and I'm afraid that the empress will be waiting in the garden if she feels unwell! I quietly went to Miss Ping, she Let Dr. Zhao come with me."

Hearing this, Wen Quxing breathed a sigh of relief.

After examining the pulse, Imperial Physician Zhao went on to say: "It's okay, my brother caught a cold accidentally, and he was overthinking. Drink a few medicines, cover yourself, and rest for two days."

As he said that, he took up a pen and wrote the prescription. There was no need to take the medicine outside. Jia Min had a lot of medicine in the warehouse, and this kind of common medicine for fever was always on hand.

"Thank you, Imperial Physician." As he said, Wen Quxing casually grabbed a piece of silver ingot from his purse and gave it to Imperial Physician Zhao.

Doctor Zhao weighed the silver in his hand and was very satisfied. For ordinary officials and eunuchs to see a doctor, in addition to the consultation fee, there is only one or two liang of silver at most. This silver ingot is at least four or five liang. lavish!

"The imperial doctor will leave after drinking tea?" Wen Quxing asked.

Imperial Physician Zhao waved his hand: "If you don't eat, don't eat! You can't leave there either."

"Then sister Panlan sent off to Imperial Physician Zhao."

"Doctor, come with me."

"Hey."

After Pan Lan took the imperial physician away, she left two women to take care of Lin Langyu.

A group of people were busy decocting medicine, boiling water, and smoking quilts.

After bathing Lin Langyu and sending him into the warm and fragrant embroidered quilt, and feeding him the medicine, the front also became quiet.

Wen Quxing was also extremely tired. After washing, he half-lyed beside Lin Langyu and read a book. He heard the sound of ceremony and music outside and asked, "Your Majesty has gone back?"

Changli replied: "Yes, I thought I had to leave tomorrow. It's hard to go home, why don't you take a rest?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the room couldn't help laughing.

Lingzhi said: "Idiot! That's the imperial concubine! She's not a normal married woman, she can live in her mother's house if she wants to. Those rules are written in the palace rules one by one. This time Miss Biao can come back because she is a holy lady. Thank you for your kindness, I don’t know if there will be a next time.”

Hearing what she said, Qiaohe reprimanded: "What Miss Cousin? That's the imperial concubine! There's a little hoof that doesn't hold the door on your mouth. Be careful not to tear your mouth if others listen to it?"

Ling Zhi curled her lips, knowing that she had spoken recklessly, so she didn't speak any more.

Wen Quxing pinched the center of his eyebrows, and said tiredly: "Go out, I'll take a rest after reading for a while."

Hearing this, several maids left the house and went back to their houses, leaving only Qiaohe to sleep on the soft couch in the outer room.

Wen Quxing closed the book, turned off the light and just lay down when Lin Langyu beside him grabbed his arm.

Wen Quxing was stunned, and said softly, "Are you awake?"

Lin Langyu's eyes were half open, and he didn't know if he was awake or still in a dream.

But right now Lin Langyu is still dreaming, he dreamed about the lantern festival in Yangzhou when he was ten years old.

"Thousands of lights in the night market illuminate the blue clouds, and there are many people with red sleeves in high-rise buildings." The lights are scattered, the trees and silver flowers are scattered, and the streets are crowded with people wearing various masks and laughing.

He was led by Guanshi Cui and Huaizhi, and went out to play with Xianshu and a few eunuchs and mothers. Because they thought the people around them were in the way, they tried to get rid of the servants who followed them.

Xianshu took his hand and shuttled through the crowd. Surrounded by people with bizarre masks and all kinds of lights, Lin Langyu followed behind him quietly.

At this time, the flow of people suddenly became crowded, and the hands that the two had held tightly were squeezed away.

"Langyu!"

Lin Langyu heard Xianshu calling his name, and he stood there without daring to move, looking for the familiar figure everywhere.

"Langyu! Where are you?"

Xianshu's tone was very anxious, and Lin Langyu was also anxious. He wanted to speak to him, but he found that his throat was inexplicably unable to make a sound.

"Langyu!"

Lin Langyu pushed aside the crowd and ran towards the direction of Xianshu's voice. He looked at the masked people in front of him, but he never saw that familiar and beautiful face.

"Langyu! Langyu!"

Xianshu's calls became more and more urgent, and Lin Langyu ran faster and faster, so fast that he could no longer see the faces of the people around him clearly.

Finally, he ran out of the crowd and saw Xianshu who was anxiously looking for him by the river.

Thousands of bright lights were reflected in the river, and the man was standing on the bank in brocade clothes. Seeing him, his originally frowning brows were instantly relaxed, and a charming smile appeared on Li Li's face, which was more dazzling than the lights.

Xianshu stretched out his hand towards him, and said with a smile, "Langyu, you are here, so I can find you easily!"

Lin Langyu felt a little hot in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to hold Xianshu's hand tightly, and called softly: "Xianshu."

Wen Quxing saw Lin Langyu's thin lips move slightly, so he turned his ear and said, "What did you say?"

"Xianshu..."

"Fuck!"

The author has something to say: Wen Quxing: Damn it!dead gay!

"Thousands of lights in the night market illuminate the green clouds, and there are many people with red sleeves in high-rise buildings."

—— Tang Wangjian