Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife

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I know that the king has already left the mountain, and Mu Yunya’s heart has lost more and deeper. At the same time, he has a little more worry. The porridge in the New Year’s Day just catches up with the heavy snow. I don’t know if it’s a porridge that’s changed. Leave in a hurry early in the morning.

It was not until noon, and finally there was a guard back and forth, saying that the snow on the downhill road had been cleared, and you can ask Zhai Dechang to take the initiative to return to the palace.

In order to ensure safety, I walked very slowly along the way until it was dark enough to enter Kyoto. After wandering for a long time in the carriage, Mu Yunyao leaned on the shoulder of Su Qing and felt the chest was stuffy.

Su Qing’s distressed caressed her hair: “Yao Er will endure for a while, and we will be able to go home soon.”

Mu Yunyao nodded, could not help but sneezed, his eyes were red: "Mother, I don't feel very good."

Su Qing reached out to touch Mu Yunyao's forehead and found that after getting hot, he immediately anxious and told people to go to the doctor.

Princess Changde is about to return to the Princess House. Hearing the movement here, he quickly sent a song to the enquiry. After learning that Mu Yunya was infected with the cold, he immediately asked the doctor to go to the hospital.

Mu Yunyao's cold wind came to the forefront, and soon she was burnt and stupid. She leaned on Su Qing and felt that her heart was hot, but her body was slightly trembled.

Princess Changde looked at the side, and the distressed Napa helped her wipe the cold sweat of her forehead: "In the morning, it’s not so good, how suddenly it is infected with the cold, and is it so serious?"

Mu Yunyao opened his eyes in a confused way, gently squatting in the arms of Princess Changde, and said with a dumb voice: "The grandmother doesn't have to worry, I am a minor illness and will soon be good."

Seeing her appearance, Princess Changde was distressed: "Yao, don't talk, the doctor will come soon, you should close your eyes and sleep for a while."

Mu Yunyao nodded cleverly, closed his eyes and slept in the past.

When I woke up again, the candlelight was lit in the room. Su Qing was sitting on the side. When she heard her movement, she quickly turned to look at it: "Yaoer wakes up just right, the medicine just squats, hurry up and drink again. sleep."

Mu Yunyao was helped to sit up and feel a little dizzy, and the ears squeaked as if there were many mosquitoes calling: "Mother, so late, why haven’t you gone to sleep? Let others Just keep me."

"You are a child who is not easy to get sick. When you get sick, it is especially serious. If you go back to sleep, you can't sleep. It's better to guard your peace of mind here. Your grandmother is also going to guard you, but she is really tired to see her. It was so powerful that she was persuaded to let her go back to rest."

"Well, I have already woken up. After taking a few days of rest, I will be fine. My mother will go back and rest. Seeing your look, my daughter is very distressed."

"Good boy, mother-in-law watching you go to rest after drinking the medicine."

Mu Yunyao nodded, the pain of the throat was exceptionally powerful, and the swallowing of the mouth felt like a needle in the thorn. The soup tastes extraordinarily strong, and it smells full of bitterness. Mu Yunyao takes a deep breath and pours the soup full of breath.

Among the soups, there are medicines for sleeping and soothing, and Mu Yunyao is a little bit fascinated again. I remember that I opened my mouth and told her to go back to rest. It seems that I still complained a few words, and many more things. I can’t remember it.

When I woke up again, the sky was already lit.

Mu Yunyao opened his eyes and felt that his throat was so powerful. Zhang mouth went to call Jinlan. He called two but no one agreed. Just sitting up with his arms, he heard movements at the door.

The king of lavender is a lavender mysterious robes. The luxurious colors make his temperament even more unattainable. The eyes of the pair of clear eyes are dyed with a little bit of worry, just like the moon covered by clouds: I just didn't look at you for a while, how did I get infected with the cold?"

Hearing the voice of the king, Mu Yunyao turned his head and didn't look at him. The grievances in his heart were even stronger: if it wasn't because of this person, she would panic in the snow to go for a walk, and would not be infected with this cold.

Seeing the look of Mu Yunyao, Wang Wang quickly came forward and sat on the bed and looked at her: "Yao, don't be angry, I am wrong."

Mu Yunyao tickles the nose and wants to sneeze. He lifts his sleeves to cover his cover, and suddenly he can't hit it. He can only squint his eyes and look as if he is sobbing. The heart of the king’s heart burst into tightness. Before that, he only heard that his daughter’s family was made of water. If he was a little dissatisfied, he would fall into tears and see Yunyao crying because he had a word. Wang only felt that he was very guilty and quickly held her hand in the palm of his hand: "Yao is not angry, I will give you

Prepare a gift. ”

Because of the burning, Mu Yunyao's palm was hot, and the king's fingers were exceptionally cold, and he was held in the palm of his hand. He immediately made a sigh of relief and his mind was clear-headed: "What gift, if it is not like it, can be Don't think I will forgive you."

Yu Wang picked up the pillow and let Mu Yunyao lean behind him. Then he carefully wrapped her with the brocade, and took the soup from the side. After touching it, it was warm and stuffed into the arms of Mu Yunyao. Then I opened the bed and went to the window to open the window: "Wait for a while."

Mu Yunyao looked at the window sill and could see the green bamboo planted in her yard through the window. Because of the cold, the bamboo leaves are frozen into dark green, and some of them are covered with white snow. The tall and straight is like a jade jade, which is especially pleasing to the eye. She was seeing God, and she suddenly saw a little snowman on the window sill. The snowman was about two slaps in size, and the carving was extraordinarily exquisite. She wore her eyes and wore a thin skirt, leaning her head slightly, as if she was disdainful. A slap in the face, the arrogance is exceptionally arrogant, with a jade snow cute

breath.

Mu Yunyao blinked his eyes, and his lips suddenly felt a little more smiley. He carved a pile of white snow into this look, and he didn’t know how much he thought.

After another moment, another snowman was placed by the window.

The snowman was dressed like a son. At this time, he sat on the ground, as if he was admitting his mistake and his appearance was exceptionally wronged.

Mu Yunyao even ignored the painful scorpion, and suddenly laughed out. Wang Wang walked into the room and watched her smile with her face. The heart slowly relaxed. She poured the warm water from one side to the bed and fed her to drink: "I thought about building a snowman in Baohua Temple." You see, but Xu Qi and you are a yard, I don't want to let her bother, plus the guards look back.

Heavy snow collapsed several porridge sheds, and then went down the mountain to see. If you know that you are always remembering to hang a snowman, I will say that everything will be piled up before you leave. ”

Mu Yunyao flashed a touch of uncomfortable eyes: "When did I always remember hanging?"

Yu Wang gently smiled and recalled the scene when he met Mu Yunyao last night.

After hearing that Princess Changde returned to Beijing, he waited at the gate of the city early, and heard that Yunyao was infected with the cold. The whole person was confused, and suddenly worried about it. He quickly called the doctor. In the middle of the night, Princess Changde and Su Qing were guarded. He didn't go directly to Mu Yunyao's mortuary. In the middle of the night, when he walked in, he saw her pouting, frowning, and grievances. It has been burned and stupid, still whispering: "Snowman, don't talk, say good to show me the snowman..."