General Xue did not slow down, and he nodded: "I'll go to the door to welcome the Holy Master, you quickly organize your appearance, and let your mother come out to see you. Other messy people and things must not appear in front of the Holy Master. !"

Mrs. Xue nodded hurriedly, and quickly walked to the backyard with the hand of the maid. +++ The latest ranking of Tanmei novels: lightnovelpub.net The maid who is supporting her struggling to keep up. Where is the lady who is usually the Lianhua? Does this still need her to help? She hasn't left as soon as my wife!

Mrs. Xue hurried to the backyard. Mrs. Xue had already received the news. She was waiting for the people around her to change into the costume of the fateful woman. Layers of gold silk patterns were on her upper body in a red robe, and the maid sister was not as loud as usual. pant.

Mrs. Xue's face (color) seemed to be younger than a teenager in an instant. When she saw Mrs. Xue coming over, she smiled and asked her daughter-in-law to come to her, "Hui Niang, I heard a magpie calling on the tree this morning. I was thinking about what a good thing could be, but I didn't expect it to be such a great thing! How honored is it for the Lord to visit the mansion in person?"

Seeing that she is so energetic, Mrs. Xue also seemed to have found the backbone of the master, "Mother, what should we do about the regulations in our mansion? The saint should be here to hide from the rain. If the rain does not stop, won't the saint stay in our residence? ?"

Mrs. Xue's face (color) was stern, tightly holding Mrs. Xue's hand, and eagerly instructed: "No matter whether the saint is staying or not, Hui Niang, you can be optimistic about these people in our house, and you are not allowed to have a mess of thoughts. The people from here come in front of Shengshang! Don’t think I don’t know how many maids in the mansion think highly of themselves. If they dare to dangle in front of Shengshang, the old man will let them know how great!"

Mrs. Xue understood. She nodded and said anxiously: "Mother, how about Brother Lin and how many aunts need to face saints?"

Old Mrs. Xue's voice sank: "No! Only one person from far away is enough, Hui Niang, you don't want to delay time, go and change your clothes and tidy yourself up, and follow me to see you later."

Mrs. Xue nodded and sent someone to inform Xue Yuan, before she said: "Yes."

Here Mrs. Xiang Xue and Mrs. Xue got busy. General Xue on the other side had already rushed to the gate of the mansion with many servants. The rain was fierce, and General Xue raised his throat with all his heart.

It wasn't until I saw the saint being guarded by the people from a distance, and the rain outside the corridor could not catch the saint, and he was relieved. General Xue walked quickly to the front, lifted his robe and knelt, "The minister pays homage to the Lord."

The saint said gently: "Xue Qing, get up."

Only then did General Xue get up with many servants. He looked up and saw that the sage was afraid of the cold. Even if he did not get a drop of cold rain, his lips (color) were blown white by the cold wind, and his face (color) was not very good-looking, General Xue Anxious in his heart, the clever servant behind him quickly handed the big cloak.

Tian Fusheng put the Greatcloak on Gu Yuanbai. Gu Yuanbai coughed a few times, and his hands and feet were a little cold. "Today we went out of the palace, but I didn't expect to encounter a torrential rain. It happened that Xue Mansion was nearby. It's also harassing Xue Qing."

General Xue said hurriedly: "It is a blessing for the minister to visit the Lord himself. How can it be said that it is a nuisance?"

After finishing speaking, General Xue looked at Prince He with his hands, and said, "Get well with Prince He."

And the prince nodded blankly, "General Xue."

Gu Yuanbai coughed a few more times on his head, cold air rising from the soles of his feet, and a faint fever on his face. This felt very bad, like a sign before the onset. Tian Fusheng, who was always paying attention to him, said hurriedly: "General Xue, not much to say, the saint still needs to enter the house to escape the cold."

General Xue hurriedly gave up his position and led the Saint to walk into the hall. Gu Yuanbai gathered the cloak together and walked all the way down. His previously pale face (color) was stained with an unusual blush.

He felt a little dizzy.

Gu Yuanbai hasn't forgotten the wind and cold that almost killed him a month ago. Now he has some shadows about it, and he always feels that if this continues, it may be another fatal wind and cold.

Gu Yuan's eyebrows were heavy, and after being led to a high position, his first sentence was: "Is there a doctor in Xue Qing's mansion?"

General Xue originally thought that Shengshang was regaining his breath (color), but now he was suddenly awakened by this question. He (强qiang) calmed himself down and asked the young man around him to ask the doctor quickly, and then ordered the people to ward off the cold. The decoction and hot water were delivered without delay.

Tian Fusheng wiped his face with a napkin, and the heat penetrated into his palm through the silkkerchief. Tian Fusheng's face turned pale, and his hands trembled slightly, "Holy..."

Gu Yuanbai's breathing increased slightly, and he suddenly smiled, "Looking at the rain outside, I'm afraid it won't stop tonight. I'm afraid I will stay in Xue Qing's mansion."

General Xue saluted, "The minister has prepared a room for the saint, can the saint go to rest?"

Gu Yuanbai nodded and waited calmly for the doctor's arrival. As he waited, his hands and feet grew colder, but his cheeks slowly burned. Gu Yuanbai was already covered in a cloak, but the cold made him want to tremble.

He endured these anomalies one by one, with a calm smile on the corner of his mouth. He and the prince looked at the heavy rain outside the window, then looked at the redness on his face, the corners of his mouth were straightened, and his face sank depressively.

Today it was he who said he was going to leave the palace. If something really happened to Gu Yuanbai, he could not shirk the blame.

The doctor was soon brought over. He should have known the identity of Gu Yuanbai, and the whole person appeared trembling. The head guard let him in after inspecting the doctor. Gu Yuanbai stretched out his hand, and Tian Fusheng rolled the cuffs up and down, (exposing) his white, jade-like wrists.

The doctor took a pulse, and shook his hands after a while and put it down, "Holy, holy, the cold has not penetrated the internal organs, now just soak some hot water, drink some hot soup, and force the sweat out."

Gu Yuanbai raised his eyebrows and got used to the careful and delicate energy of the imperial physician. Now that I heard that he hadn't been taken care of as a glass man, he felt very happy, "If this is the case, then I will bother Xue Qing. ."

"Don't dare," General Xue said, "The minister will prepare water for the saint, and the hot soup will be ready soon."

Gu Yuanbai exhaled a breath of heat, and the slender fur on the great cloak rose and fell with his breath, his pale fingers propped on the black wooden table, and Gu Yuanbai stood up with this strength.

Tian Fusheng and the guards followed him. Gu Yuanbai walked slowly to the door, but his left leg was suddenly weak. He staggered forward and was suddenly stopped by one person.

With a tight and strong hand around his waist, Xue Yuan looked at the emperor who fell straight into his arms, and grinned with a respectful smile: "What's the matter with the sage?"

Gu Yuanbai's face (color) changed, Xue Yuan let go of his hand, he bowed to Gu Yuanbai, and smiled gracefully at the saint (lu).

Gu Yuanbai glanced at him and passed him with a low cough. Seeing the back of him leaving, Xue Yuan put aside his smile, turned his head and asked his father: "Sage, is this cold?"

General Xue and Prince He did not hear the gloat in his tone. General Xue asked Xue Yuan to come forward to meet Prince He. His face was slightly exhausted. After seeing Sheng Shang left, he also made an excuse to go back to the room.

Xue Yuan respectfully sent away Prince He, and then stood up straight. General Xue sighed, worried: "I only hope that the Lord will be safe."

Xue Yuan (gou) smiled on his lips: "Shengshangji people have their own visions, and of course they will be fine."

As soon as he approached the emperor, Xue Yuan felt the warmth coming toward him. He lay on the (bed chuang) for a long time before laying down all the injuries on his knees. Unexpectedly, now, it was Saint's turn to lie down in Xue Mansion.

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He returned to the room with the prince. His little boy wanted to go to the kitchen to bring him a bowl of **** soup, but when he came back he brought back a bowl of deer blood beamingly, "Master, Xue Fu has a deer, this is fresh The deer blood that has been rolled over is still boiling hot. This thing is much more useful than **** soup!"

I took the deer blood with the prince and drank it. The scent of blood deepened from the throat, and the whole body was warmed up. He found out with the prince's conscience, "Go and bring another bowl, and the king will send it to the sage himself. "

The young man went and brought a bowl of steaming deer blood, followed by Prince He and prepared to send it to the Saint. The residence of the saint is the master bedroom of Xue Mansion, in the best location in the whole mansion, a little far away from the residence of the prince and the prince.

Along the way, Prince He felt that his whole body was sweating thinly, and the bowl of deer blood that he had just drunk had an amazing effect, and Prince He even felt that there was a wildfire in his body and burned again, and he could not help but tore off his collar.

When I was about to walk to the door of the Holy Spirit, I passed the window of the bedroom, and the prince subconsciously glanced inward, and stopped his feet quickly.

In the bedroom, the sage leaned lazily next to the bed, his feet soaked in the clear water soaking in the medicine, Tian Fusheng was squatting on the side, washing his feet for the sage.

Gu Yuanbai's feet have not traveled much since he was born. Soft-bottomed silk and satin are pampered, and they are as clear as jade.

The hot water steams the fair skin into powder (color), the clear water rises and falls, the drops of water are scattered all around, the medicine is added with flowers, the flowers are slowly unfolded in the water after drying (drying), and this pair of jade feet is modified. As exquisite as the fine brushwork.

With a "boom", Prince He only felt that the wildfire in his heart was burning violently. His brain was blank, and he felt that his whole body was extremely hot. Staring at this scene, the heat steamed into his head.

The smell of deer blood in his mouth suddenly became thicker.

Xue Yuan was completely deliberate.

Gu Yuanbai lifted the other foot that was still wearing dragon boots and kicked Xue Yuan violently, but Xue Yuan was already defensive. He took the foot honestly, raised his eyelids, and moved towards Gu. Yuan Bai smiled lightly.

"Give me..." The mist followed his breath into his throat, choking Gu Yuanbai into a cough. The foot that Xue Yuan held in his hand was also shaking with his cough. The sage coughed badly, but Xue Yuan took off the other dragon boots and threw down the brocade socks, the other delicate ankle of the sage. Also into his palm.

Tian Fusheng has long since been here, and there is no one else here. Xue Yuan looked at the little emperor whose eyes were red from coughing, and watched that he controlled the little emperor's feet so that he could not move, and a strangely satisfied mentality arose. There is no one else here, and the little emperor obviously cannot match Xue Yuan, who is physically strong by himself. Xue Yuan grinned, almost feeling like he was bullying the emperor.

The coughing gradually stopped, (chest xiong) his mouth rose and fell, and Gu Yuanbai's eyes became more and more calm. After he calmed his breath, the first sentence he said was: "Very well, Xue Yuan."

It was a sentence said when Xue Yuan was punished that day.

Xue Yuan kept smiling, he deliberately stroked the emperor's feet, and said slowly: "The minister is afraid of the cold, but he is loyal."