Chapter 143

Shunjingjing palace, early in the morning, a dusty young man riding a horse stopped at the door of the palace.

The guards who stood guard at the gate of the palace saw it and quickly went forward to lead the horse.

It took Bai Ziyan two days and two nights to get to Shunjing. Because he was worried about his mother's health, he came in before he could wash her and walked towards the direction where Qi Jiao lived.

The spring weather is getting warmer, and the courtyard is full of green.

These days, Qi Jiao has a bad appetite. She always spits out what she eats, but she has lost several laps in just a few days.

This is not, just drink the water, not long and spit out, spring peach with a clean towel to Qi Jiao wipe the corners of the mouth, will be put on the bed spit out to the end.

As soon as I went out, I met a young man in green, but he was very noble and beautiful. It was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Who was this?

Chuntao quickly put down the basin and said, "how are you, Little Wang Ye?"

Bai Ziyan looked at the things in the basin, a small amount with a little medicine taste. He frowned tightly and walked quickly into the room.

Hearing that Chuntao called the little prince, Qijiao was very happy. Then she quickly picked up the lipstick and touched some of it on her mouth.

She asked Chuntao to keep the lipstick, so that she would not look too pale when she met people. Recently, she was really in a bad condition, but doctor Xu also said that as long as she took good care of her illness and took good medicine, she would soon be able to go out for a walk.

The sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer. When Bai Ziyan enters the room, he happens to see Qi Jiao sitting on the bed, smiling at him.

Pale face, even if it is on the lipstick, also can't cover her body sick, just a few months didn't see, this is thin several circles?

Bai Ziyan was a little sour, so he put the burden on the table and sat down on the bed.

As soon as she saw Ah Yan, Qi Jiao felt that most of her illness had healed. She pulled him closer and reached for his chest: "ah Yan, you are so hurt. OK, let me worry about you."

White son speech chest some stuffy, see sick Qi Jiao, how can he not uncomfortable: "mother, the child's injury has been good."

"That's good, that's good. This time, stay longer." Qi Jiao said, carefully looking at ah Yan from head to foot: "My ah Yan, 14 years old, is a little man. Let me have a good look. "

Qi Jiao's hand caresses Bai Ziyan's face. His eyes are full of tenderness. In the face of such eyes, Bai Ziyan's heart is sour and has an indescribable taste: "mother, my son won't leave this time. I will accompany you well until you take care of the injury."

Qi Jiao's weak smile, ah Yan is really grown up, for her, as long as ah Yan safe and healthy is her biggest joy.

"Niang, I don't think you have a good appetite. I brought you some delicious food." White son said, got up to the burden, will su Miaomiao with cat ears and egg roll up.

Qi Jiao saw this kind of thing for the first time, but she was a little curious: "a Yan, what's this?"

Bai Ziyan picked up a piece of egg roll, broke it off and sent it to Qi Jiao's mouth: "Niang, try it. This is the delicious food I brought back for you."

Seeing that a Yan is so filial, Qi Jiao coaxes her eyes and eats the egg roll handed over by Bai Ziyan into her mouth.

Sweetness melts in the mouth, which is the taste she likes.

Qi Jiao hasn't eaten well for several days, and her face is getting better after eating an egg roll.

Bai Ziyan knew Qi Jiao's stomach was bad, so he put the rest of the snacks in the drawer and told Chuntao to give her some when she wanted to eat.

Qijiao ate some egg rolls, and Chuntao asked the kitchen to make some Hawthorn soup. After eating the egg rolls, Qijiao accidentally ate half a bowl of Hawthorn soup and didn't spit it out. Baiziyan helped Qijiao lie down, and didn't call Chuntao out until she fell asleep.

During this period of time, too many things happened in the palace. When he came to see his mother just now, she didn't mention a word to his father. His father, I'm afraid, rushed to Feng Tingting with all his heart.

Standing with Bai Ziyan, Chuntao looks down at her toes nervously. In the past, she can't say a few words to the little prince. She just listens to the people in the house that the relationship between the little prince and the prince is not very good.

"Chuntao, have my father come to see my mother these days?" Bai Ziyan turns his head and looks at Chuntao without expression.

Spring peach slightly raised her head to see the cold expression of Bai Ziyan really scared her, she lowered her head, the body could not help shaking twice: "Little Wang Ye, Wang Ye, he has never been here."

"Hum!" Bai Ziyan snorted coldly. He knew that his father had never cared about his mother. His mother was so sick that he didn't come to have a look.

Bai Ziyan was really bored. When he stayed at home, he felt out of breath and left Qi Jiao's house.

In the imperial garden, early in the morning, Feng Tingting called a shaman to come here. It is said that the shaman came from a big country. There are some ways to drive away evil spirits and avoid evil. Qi Jiao has been ill these days. She deliberately invited the shaman to come here and did it in the back garden of the palace, hoping to drive away evil spirits and avoid evil spirits, so that Qi Jiao can get better soon.

The candlelight table was full of various offerings. The shaman with mask danced strangely while shaking the bell and walking stick in his hand and reciting incomprehensible incantations in his mouth.

When the shaman was doing the key work, his walking stick was hit by a gravel and fell off. The shaman immediately looked in the direction of the gravel.

A young man came from the end of the corridor, one of his hands was throwing a stone. The indifferent appearance not only made shaman afraid.

Feng Tingting looks down the Shaman's eyes. Her face is cold. How did Bai Ziyan come back?

This is a bad master. All the people in the palace are cheated by her. The only one is Bai Ziyan, who doesn't eat her at all. The hard and soft master really gives her a headache.

Feng Tingting turned around and looked at the Shaman's face with an apology: "master, please go back first and ask you to do it in Prince Ali's house another day."

The shaman snorted coldly. It's the first time that he has been doing this in Shunjing for so many years. Besides, it's very unlucky that this practice has been interrupted.

"Miss Feng, it's not a trivial matter to interrupt. You may lose money or get hurt. Please take care of yourself." The shaman said, and bent down to pick up the walking stick on the ground.

As soon as his hand touched his cane, he stepped on it with one foot. The shaman raised his head. His face covered by the mask could not see his expression clearly, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Get out of here!" Bai Ziyan looks down at the shaman squatting on the ground, his face is cold and his heart is colder.

Just now, the shaman still had anger in his eyes, and he wanted to defend himself, but the young man looked at him with cold and bone piercing eyes. He immediately felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, and his mouth was frozen.

In the heart head sighs a tone, forget it, this person he does not stir up, always can hide?