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One drop, two drops, three drops...

The man squatted down slowly, looking at the woman in front of him who was prostrate at the back door of the prime minister's mansion, bowed her head and said nothing. Seeing the tears dripping into the snow and slowly melting, he kindly turned his head and asked, "Why is the girl sobbing here in this winter!"

When Su Yanrou heard the gentle and jade-like voice of a man, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with pear blossoms were full of sadness and sorrow.

"Good, so beautiful!" Xiao Anzi, who was following the man, exclaimed absentmindedly.

Su Yanrou wiped away the tears from her face, and when she saw the man's face clearly, her expression froze, she hurriedly got up, but because of the numbness of her legs and feet, she almost staggered and fell to the ground.

"Be careful!" the man supported Su Yanrou's body, and said with concern.

"My servant, Su Yanrou, has seen His Highness Yi Wang!" Su Yanrou pulled back her arm without a trace, and blessed the man.

"Su Yanrou?" Mo Xuan also raised his eyebrows, seeming to be very familiar with the name. When he looked down at the woman in front of him again, the memories instantly played back in his mind. Isn't this just the fact that he has been frequenting the palace for the past year? Did you give the emperor a good look at Dr. Su who was stubbornly ill?Although the two of them didn't negotiate much in the palace, Gu Youcheng's love for her, as well as her superb medical skills and gentle personality, were enough to impress him.

"Miss Su, why are you crying here in the cold and wearing such thin clothes, but what is there to hide?" Mo Xuan also frowned, his black eyes as sharp as an eagle's beak did not leave Su Yanrou for a moment. Juechen's pretty face.

Su Yanrou bit her lips and remained silent, the Gu family's family ugliness could not be publicized, let alone Yiwang who was always praised for his virtuousness.

Mo Xuan also noticed Su Yanrou's stubbornness, and he didn't force her to tell the truth, sighed, he slowly took off the black cloak and outer shirt, took the oil-paper umbrella from Xiao Anzi, and stuffed it into Su Yanrou's chest hand.

"No... my lord, I can't, it's not proper!" Su Yanrou looked at the man with gentle eyes in surprise, and repeatedly refused.

Mo Xuan also shook his head with a smile, and said, "The king is here today to investigate the sufferings of the people, and even the beggars can be accepted into the government to manage their food and clothing, let alone Su, who has cured the stubborn illness of the emperor and has a lot of connections with me." girl?"

With that said, Mo Xuan also turned around and walked towards the distance.

Su Yanrou looked at the mink fur cloak in her arms, and could smell the faint scent of chrysanthemums at the tip of her nose. She opened the oil-paper umbrella, and Su Yanrou shook off the snow from her body, put on a black coat, and stood alone. in the snow.

It's just that she didn't know that a black figure in the gap of the door behind her watched everything just now, and slowly retreated into the courtyard.

Su Yanrou didn't know how long she had been standing in the snow. When she heard Wan'er, the servant girl who informed her, speak in a disdainful tone, she already felt her lower body was frozen and lost consciousness.

In the firewood room, Qingqing thoughtfully massaged Su Yanrou's numb soles, and said Shi'er's bad words in her mouth angrily.

Su Yanrou put down the ginger soup in her hand, found a chrysanthemum-shaped purse from the dilapidated wooden box that she had embroidered when she was bored practicing handwork, and took out a pack of fragrant herbs from the medicine box, stuffed it into the clear Qing said in his arms, "Go out for me, send this umbrella, coat, and purse to Yiwang Mansion in the north of the city, and thank him for his kindness for me by the way."

Qingqing looked at the purse in her hand, and said, "Miss, it's fine to return the property to the original owner, why do you want to send a sachet?"

Su Yanrou smiled, "The ancients said reciprocate, I am a married woman, no matter what Yiwang cares for, I should not accept other men's kindness, since I accept it, I don't want to owe favors, you Just send it over!"

Qingqing nodded, covered Su Yanrou with the quilt, muttered a few words to herself that no one could hear, packed the porcelain bowl, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

However, before Su Yanrou fell asleep, Qingqing turned back in anxiously, and said out of breath, "Miss, someone is coming from the palace, saying that the Empress suddenly has a headache and can't sleep. No one in the hospital can do it." Diagnosis and treatment, this will send you to the palace to see a doctor!"