Chapter 38

Mo Xuetong was so ill that he had a fever all over that night and was confused.

She was always in poor health. When she was in Yuncheng, she was left because of her poor health. At that time, she could not afford to be ill. Later, she was a little better in the Qin house, and her physique was a little weaker than ordinary people. She could not stand soaking in cold water in the late autumn and early winter weather. After several maids changed clothes for her and lay down, she was unconscious.

I just felt that my whole body was hot, and the whole person seemed to be like a fish scorched on the stove. Even if she was dizzy, she still felt that she was going to die. It seemed that she was suffocated by the barbecue, and she couldn't breathe. I don't know how long it took before a cool breath penetrated from her forehead, making her burning body slowly recover some consciousness, Subconsciously, he called softly, "water, water."

As soon as someone came over and picked her up, the cold water slid into the burning throat, like a clear spring, which made her feel free from death. She opened her eyes slightly and couldn't see the face of the person in front of her. Everything was shaking and couldn't see clearly. The person's face seemed to be familiar, but the chaotic brain really couldn't remember who it was.

The man gently put down her body, wiped her forehead and detected her temperature. She subconsciously felt annoyed, stretched out her hand impatiently, pushed away the hand on her forehead, pursed her lips and muttered something. She turned her head, closed her eyes powerlessly and fell into deep sleep again.

The deep sleep was not as uncomfortable as before, but the man tripped her body flat again. She didn't know where she was stubborn and turned in hard. Later, she simply held the pillow and became more energetic, but in the end, her strength was still too weak. She was dragged and turned over to the outer bed. Something rolled down her throat. She subconsciously opened her mouth and drank a few more salivas.

After she fell back into bed, no one bothered her this time.

This sleep has been sleeping until the sun rises three poles, ink snow pupil just laboriously opened his eyes.

"Miss, are you awake? Are you really awake!" The sound of crying with joy around me is black jade.

He took a sip of the water sent by Moyu. Moxue Tong asked hoarsely, "when is it?"

"It's only been one night. It's noon. In the morning, the maid has prayed for her wife. In the afternoon, the maid will go again." Moran's half choked voice came from the side. How could she not know that the young lady hid in the water tank for herself. Mo ye could only take one person. The young lady was afraid that her injury would worsen.

"Mo lan... Don't cry, go, send a letter back to the house... Say I can't get out of bed and even pray for my mother..." Mo Xuetong closed her eyes, raised her spirit, leaned on her Mo ye and said softly.

"Miss?"

"Go." Mo Xuetong didn't open her eyes. Her long eyelashes covered her pale and bleeding face, like a porcelain doll. It was fragile as if it would break at the touch, but the strength in the weak voice made people have no room for objection.

"Yes, I'll let Shuangye send a message." Mo Yu stamped his foot, turned and walked out.

"Come back!" The black snow pupil opened his eyes fiercely, and his eyes were clear and threatening, totally unlike a patient who just woke up.

Moyu's outstretched foot hung at the door and looked back at Moxue Tong.

"Let Qiuling go... The frost leaves stay..." a faint smile flashed across the dry lips of Mo Xuetong. If the frost leaves don't stay, the next play won't succeed.

Seeing that Mo Xuetong was weak, but her spirit was good, Moran knew that Miss had a dispute in her heart, and hurriedly motioned Mo Yu to obey her orders to pass on.

Mo Xuemin's "women's ring" was copied very quickly and had been copied all this morning. In order to show that she didn't sleep at night, she specially went to Mohua Wen's study as soon as she finished copying.

Mohuawen is dealing with a public case in his study. Although his rank is not high, it is the son of heaven who is close to the giant. He used it when Emperor Zongwen hid in his residence, so he is very trusted by Emperor Zongwen. Recently, there is a faint intention of promotion. Some senior officials of one or two grades are very polite to him.

What he was given to deal with were really useful documents, rather than fooling those noble descendants with the chores of eliminating censure without real power.

"Father." When I was holding the official document, I heard a timid voice in the door, "can my daughter come in?"

He looked up and saw Mo Xuemin appear at the door. The eldest daughter, who has always been his most proud, has done some stupid things recently. He heard about the matter at the city gate later. Before he could ask what happened at that time, he took Sima Lingyun into his sister's inner yard.

Is it really unintentional? Tong'er's zither score was left by Luo Xia. Except that Aunt Fang is an outsider, who will spread the word? How can Sima Lingyun know?

Seeing Mo Huawen reciting in silence, Mo Xuemin bowed down at the door with a guilty face, but he didn't step into the study door and didn't speak to himself with a sad meaning: "father, it's min'er's fault. It's really min'er's fault that the third sister shouldn't have told the fourth sister about the music score that day. I don't know when the fourth sister said it with the son of the world, which caused the third sister's reputation to be damaged. It's really min'er's fault."

"Did you tell Joan to listen?" Mo Huawen asked in a deep voice.

"If your father doesn't believe it, you can ask Simei. Both Simei's maid and my maid are here. When they chatted, they just said it, but they didn't expect to cause such a disaster. Father, it's all miner's fault. Please ask your father to punish miner again." Then he held the "women's ring" copied in his hand high above his head.

Look at her sincerity, her face is so haggard, there is blood between her eyes, and the speed of copying is so fast. I know she must stay up late again. I think of her being clever and sensible, and she is always kind and generous. The servants in the house praise her from time to time, so it should be impossible to do that kind of thing to frame her first sister.

"Come in." His face softened slightly and he nodded.

"Yes, father!" Mo Xuemin gently holds Mo Jin up, and his body tilts slightly when he stands up. He can hardly stand.

"What's the matter?" Mohua Wen asked.

"Father, nothing, maybe a little tired." Mo Xuemin said with a pale face, holding Mo Jin's hand into the study and saluting Mo Huawen again.

Mohuawen looked at his eldest daughter who was so polite. His doubts slowly subsided. He put down his official document and asked, "what's the matter with min'er here?"

"First, I asked my father to see the women's ring I copied; second, I was really worried about my third sister. The third sister went to pray for my mother for me. I was afraid that the third sister didn't know what to do for the first time. I wanted to ask my father. I went to meet the third sister and took care of her when I had something to do." Mo Xuemin showed a gentle smile on her face and looked at Mo Huawen sincerely.

It is completely a good sister image of a natural sister who is not sensible. The last doubt in Mohua Wen's heart is also turned into light smoke.

"You don't have to worry. Although the pupil is small, it's also a sensible one. There won't be anything wrong." Mo Hua Wen Dao comforted softly.

"No, my daughter still wants to go. By the way, she can pray for her mother. Min'er prayed in front of the Buddha. If she didn't go, she would be disrespectful to the Buddha. Now the three younger sisters are also there. My daughter and the three younger sisters put a column of fragrance in front of her mother. My mother must like it." Mo Xuetong said that he had deep feelings.

Looking at such a sensible eldest daughter and thinking of her dead wife Luo Xia, mohuawen felt inexplicably sad.

"Master, it's not good. The third young lady fell ill in Baoen temple and asked someone to send a letter. She can't come back today." The boy ran in from the outside to report.

Pupil sick? Mo Huawen suddenly stood up. Of course, he knew that Mo Xuetong had been in poor health, but he didn't expect to get sick just two days after going up the mountain.

"Father, min'er is leaving now. The three younger sisters are ill on the mountain and no one takes care of them. How about min'er taking care of her?" Mo Xuemin felt a little proud at the bottom of her eyes. According to the time, during this period, Mo Xuetong had met Sima Lingyun. She was caught in a tryst with Sima Lingyun at night. Even if Mo Xuetong had a hundred mouths, she couldn't argue.

At this time, she must think of Countermeasures on the mountain. She must hurry to go up the mountain before Mo Xuetong comes up with a way. At that time, even if she wants to hide the matter between Mo Xuetong and Sima Lingyun, she can't hide it. This is her goal to go up the mountain.

"Good!" Ink Huawen promised very readily this time, which made Mo Xuemin have a layer of resentment at the bottom of her eyes.

The car was already ready at the back door and left as soon as Mohua Wen promised.

"Miss, is that handmaid still with her?" Holding Mo Xuemin on the carriage, Mo Jin pointed to a little maid standing by the door and asked Mo Xuemin in a low voice.

"Is it the little girl who delivers the letter?"

"Yes, she only said that the third lady came back very late last night, and then something big happened in the main room. There was a voice of crying, and then she was busy in a mess. The maid sent by her and another aunt Fang was taken into the wing room, and the door was locked. She didn't know what happened to the prop body at all. Only the light in the third lady's room was on all night, and she was next to the third Lady this morning The eldest maid told her that the third young lady was ill and asked her to come to the house to report. " Mo Jin knew that Mo Xuemin wanted to ask these questions, and he asked clearly in private.

"Waste, if you can't even inquire about such a little thing, let her stay here." Mo Xuemin waved impatiently, and a trace of disgust flashed through the bottom of his eyes.

The carriage slipped away, leaving only the little maid called Qiuling standing blankly in place.

It took Mo Xuemin two hours to get to the Baoen temple outside the city. He got off the carriage in a hurry and hurried in. He bumped into a man on the road. Fortunately, Mo Jin reacted quickly and blocked her. She didn't fall to the ground. The man apologized repeatedly. At this time, Mo Xuemin was full of thoughts on Mo Xuetong. He didn't even look at the man, He helped MOJIN to the guest house of the temple.

"How's it going? Did you get it?" After Mo Xuemin stayed away, a frivolous young man came out behind the big tree on the side of the road.

"How can I fail to do it?" The man who bumped into Mo Xuemin was a little obscene. He picked up a sachet in his hand and threw it twice in his hand, saying proudly.

"OK, bring it quickly." The frivolous man held out his hand and was about to take it.

The sachet tossed back and returned to the hands of the obscene man, "it's agreed to pay money on the one hand and deliver it on the other hand. Twenty liang of silver and no less."

"Don't worry, who can't do without you? Here, twenty Liang, give it to me quickly." The frivolous young man impatiently took a ingot of silver from the bottom of his sleeve, handed it over, and then pulled the sachet back.

When the wretched man got the silver, he immediately smiled out of sight and nodded and bowed up: "thank you, sir. If you still have this kind of business in the future, you can take care of the small one."

"Get out!"

"Yes, I'll go away right away. I'll just call the young lady next time." The wretched man's face smiled like a flower. He turned and flashed through the shadow wall of the temple, and there was no human figure in the blink of an eye.

The frivolous young man put the sachet in his arms, but he turned back and followed Mo Xuemin's path to the temple.