When the women in the backyard knew about it, they all came to visit with dim sum and tonic soup.

If the sound is Fujin, naturally it means something.

But she didn't bring much food.

It's just a simple soup of green seedlings and jade shoots.

When she got there, Su Peisheng welcomed her into the room without asking.

As soon as I entered the room, Ruoyin could smell a faint smell of herbs.

Looking up, the fourth master is half leaning against the head of the bed reading.

She turned her boring eyes and lifted her feet to the bedside.

Yingying Fushen salutes, "Ye Jixiang."

"Well, get up." The man didn't look up.

Ruoyin was patient and said, "master, I asked the cook to make a light soup. You can drink it just right now, and it's still hot."

"Let's put it there, sir. I'll talk about it after reading this one." He waved the book in his hand to show that he was busy.

Seeing this, Ruoyin grabbed the book from the man's hand and threw it on the table beside him.

The next moment, a pair of cold eyes on her.

If the sound is not afraid at all, on the contrary, she says in a coquettish way: "my Lord has become so ill. I have to look at all these things all day long. Do you want to get rid of this disease?"

Fourth master:...

If Yin points to the food boxes on the table, it is estimated that they are all sent by people in the backyard.

"Take a look at this slip of food. You didn't eat it. Isn't it worrying?" She said, uncovering the food box.

He also filled a bowl of soup, sat down beside the bed, handed the bowl to the man, "do you want to taste it?"

Looking at the woman's attentive smile, the fourth master was really angry.

He glanced at the soup in his eye bowl, orange carrots and green bean sprouts.

Red lotus root, light yellow corn shoots.

The soup is not thick or light, but it is not boring.

He's not feeling well. He can't drink any tonic soup.

So he didn't look at the tonic soup and thick soup sent by others.

Now I see this corn shoot soup, I really have a little appetite.

The fourth master rolled his throat knot and gave a low "um" sound, which was accurate.

Ruoyin was virtuous to feed the fourth master to drink soup, and on the other hand, he said anxiously: "yes, I did. It was fine when I went to my place last night. How could it be that one night?"

She blew the heat from the soup, a little remorse.

"If I knew that my father would be ill today, I should have taken him to rest in the main courtyard yesterday, saying nothing to let him go back."

"Mischievous, Emperor Alma calls ye into the palace. Can you stop him?" The fourth master gave the woman a serious look.

If the sound toot toot toot mouth, pour is to say nothing more.

Anyway, she felt that the fourth master was sick a little strange this time.

Because he has practiced martial arts all the year round, he has a strong physique and seldom gets sick.

It's snowing in winter, and it's cold. At most, it's a minor illness.

But it's spring and it's warm.

The fourth master's face was abnormal.

What's more, the servant in the main courtyard secretly reported it yesterday.

He said that he was a slave in the front yard. He took a lot of ice from the ice cellar.

The ice cellar is used to store ice. Generally, it will not be used until May or June.

This spring's going to the ice cellar to get ice must be of other use.

In addition, the fourth master is very sick.

A series of things made her think that the fourth master must have suffered.

Therefore, he had no choice but to make a bitter plan.

If you don't leave after the soup.

But lying on the fourth master's leg, whispered: "fourth master, you should also be very tired."

People like the fourth master are not as noble as princesses in terms of birth.

In terms of seniority, he was ranked the fourth.

On the people's will and the ability to win people's hearts, eight masters are the best at it.

When it comes to family background, it's better to be a ten year old.

Such a low-key prince, if you want to avoid being bullied in the royal family, there is still a place.

It takes a lot of manpower and effort.

A little inattentive, I'm afraid that will be like the Zhi Jun Wang, direct cool.

After all, he is not a prince.

In the treacherous court, only the prince has the chance to turn over again.

"You're stupid. You can't say you're tired when you're in the royal family." He raised his hand to touch her hair, a rare gentle and doting.

At such a warm time, Su Peisheng hurried into the room.

"Master, Mr. Wu asked to see you."

"Let him in." The fourth master almost did not hesitate to blurt out, and then looked down at the woman, "you go to the screen inside, if you feel bored, bring some snacks and tea in."

"But Mr. Wu, don't he... Want to talk to you about business? Why don't I hide behind?"Mr. Wu is a counselor of the fourth master. He must have said something about the court.

Qing Dynasty has always stressed that women without talent is virtue.

Imperial concubines and royal wives are not allowed to discuss and participate in the government.

If she hid behind the curtain and heard what she shouldn't have heard, she would have made a big mistake.

The fourth master wanted her to listen to this meeting, but she couldn't accept it.

I have to mention it anyway.

"It's quick to let you in. There's so much talk." The man waved to her impatiently.

"Oh, you have to make me listen." Ruo Yin put out his tongue playfully.

Seriously carrying a stack of Zao cake, and a pot of tea, into the back of the screen inside.

A moment later, the sound of a man walking softly came from the outside.

Then, it was a hearty male voice, "I've met the fourth master. Four masters are in good health."

"Get up."

"Thank you, fourth master." Wu Si Dao got up and sat down on the side of the armchair. "Four masters, to be honest, when you insisted on your opinion yesterday, the servant even packed up the burden."

Fourth master: "where are you going?"

"Where else can I go? Naturally, I will go back to my hometown. At that time, the slave thought that you had your own way of thinking, and there was no need for a slave around you. But today I heard that you were ill. Long live master asked the eighth master to investigate the punishment department, and the servant came again. "

"Huang amah is not afraid that his servants do wrong, but he is afraid that no one will do things for him. He personally arranges things for him. If he doesn't take over, it will not be a shame to him, and he seems to have no idea."

"Yes, it is, or the fourth master is thoughtful."

"You, since you've all stayed, do your work safely." The fourth master opened the quilt and got out of bed. He calmly went to the front of the book and turned to a stack of Small Beige books. "This is all the evidence of the prince's crimes that we have found before. Find a chance and send it to Lao ba. It's time for us to let the prince suffer."

As early as when the prince repeatedly targeted his fortune Jin, he had a hundred thoughts to get rid of the prince.

However, the emperor Amar biased the crown prince, which made it difficult for him to attack.

Now it's just taking advantage of the Ministry of punishment to make the prince worse.

"Yes, the eighth master wants the prince to fall more than anyone else." Wu Si Dao nodded.

"I'm ill. It's not convenient to deal with the affairs outside, so it's up to you." The fourth master threw the little book on the table at will.

Wu Si Dao immediately knelt down and said, "fourth master, please don't worry about it. I will certainly live up to your request and let the prince be doomed!"

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