Just as he was thinking about it, his eyes suddenly darkened, and a slender figure walked around the Baogu stone screen and came into view.

Gu Changjin raised his eyes and heard the young lady on the side ask warmly: "How are you feeling, Mr. Lang?"

Gu Changjin, who could only lie down and could only move his eyes and head, paused for a moment and said slowly: "It's fine. Madam, there is no need to worry."

Of course Rong Shu is not worried.

Dr. Sun, who was sent by the Imperial Hospital, was really good at medical skills. In his previous life, Gu Changjin's teeth were tightly closed and he couldn't take medicine. Dr. Sun gave Gu Changjin a few injections, and Gu Changjin's teeth were loosened.

Chang Ji was amazed when he saw it, and wanted to learn this acupuncture technique with all kinds of flattery. But Sun Yizheng said that this acupuncture method was difficult to learn and could not be used frequently, and he refused to teach it.

Dr. Sun was giving Gu Changjin acupuncture morning and night. After staying in Songsi Hospital for less than seven days, Gu Changjin was able to get out of bed.

"I heard that Sun Yizheng had received the emperor's order to stay in the mansion to take care of your husband, so I sent someone to clean up Chang Ji and Hengping's house and let Sun Yizheng live in it. The two of them temporarily got a back room to squeeze in. "

The house that Changji and Hengping lived in faced south and north, and was next to Wutong Lane. It had poor lighting and was noisy. It was really a helpless move for Sun Daoping to live there.

It is true that there are too few places for people to live in the Gu Mansion.

In order to choose a more comfortable place for Mrs. Zhang and others to live, she searched here and there but couldn't find a satisfactory place. Finally, she separated Dongci from Songsiyuan, which solved the problem.

Fortunately, Sun Daoping was not picky and would live wherever he was asked without any complaints.

Thinking of this, Rong Shu couldn't help but think of himself.

Apart from the main house, the only places where people can live in Songsiyuan are the east and west rooms.

Zhang's mother and three people now live in the east room. The west room is full of clutter, and there's not even a place to put a bed. There is a small Arhat bed that can sleep in the study, but it is where Gu Changjin works and writes documents, and no one is allowed to enter.

This forced Rong Shu and Gu Changjin to sleep in the same room.

In her previous life, in order to take better care of Gu Changjin, she slept on the same bed with him.

But now there is really no need to sleep in the same bed. He doesn't like it, and she doesn't want to either.

In addition to the Babu bed where Gu Changjin slept, the imperial concubine's couch by the window could also sleep, but it was not very comfortable.

The matter was urgent, and Rong Shu had no choice now. After considering it for a moment, he discussed with Gu Changjin: "The husband is injured now, and I have a bad sleeping posture, so I have been resting on the imperial concubine's bed for the past few days. Right. "

Bad sleeping posture.

Gu Changjin looked sideways at her.

Whether it was in the dream or on the day they got married, the girl's sleeping position was very regular. What it is like when you fall asleep is what it will be like when you wake up. It is not the "bad sleeping posture" she said.

But since Rong Shu proposed not to sleep with him, Gu Changjin naturally would not refuse and even breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just follow Madam's arrangements." He said.

After saying this, he shut up.

Rong Shu didn't have much to say, and the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

It was getting dark outside. Although Rong Shu had filled his stomach with a few pieces of pastries in the afternoon, Gu Changjin also struggled a lot after being carried back. Now his stomach was empty, which was when he was hungry.

Just when I felt hungry, a buzzing sound in my stomach suddenly sounded in the silence.

Rong Shu was startled, touched his lower abdomen, and said subconsciously: "It's not me."

When she said this, her eyebrows were raised, her long peach blossom eyes were wide open, and she was inexplicably coquettish.

It's not quite the same as her usual gentle and well-behaved look, but she looks a bit like she was drunk in a dream.

Gu Changjin lowered his eyes, lifted his thin lips, and uttered two words: "It's me."

In fact, after Rong Shu said the words, he realized that it was Mr. Gu's stomach that was growling. It's not his fault. After all, he didn't eat even a drop of rice all day long and just drank two bowls of soup. How could he not be hungry?

Normal people would feel more or less embarrassed in such a situation.

But Rong Shutai knew how stable Gu Changjin's temperament was. There were no expressions of embarrassment, panic, or sadness on his face.

For example, if he doesn't like to eat the water, he won't be happy if he doesn't like it. If you make porridge with the water for him, he will still be able to finish it without changing his expression without complaining.

This was the case in her previous life. She believed Lin Qingyue's words, fried and stewed, and used her not-so-good cooking skills to cook pig offal for a whole month. He actually didn't dislike it and ate it all without missing a bit.

It wasn't until Changji accidentally mentioned to Yingque that the master didn't like eating pig semen that she stopped fussing.

Later Rong Shu asked him why he didn't say anything if he didn't like it?

He just said lightly: "Since they are all food to satisfy the hunger, what does it matter if you like it or not?" He only valued the function of a food, not his own likes and dislikes of that food.

He has so little desire for food and drink, just like a person who is indifferent and has no desires. But every time Rong Shu thinks like this, he remembers another side of Gu Changjin.

The man with dark eyes filled with fire, walking in the blood on Chang'an Street.

Rong Shu turned his head slightly and met Gu Changjin's dark eyes. There was silence there, with no trace of embarrassment.

He didn't feel embarrassed, so she didn't need to be embarrassed either, and said openly and honestly: "Chang Ji just went to the small kitchen to bring porridge to Mr. Lang. He will be back soon."

Gu Changjin hummed: "It's late, Madam. Let's go have a meal too."

Rong Shu was indeed a little hungry, but she would not make it difficult for herself, so Wen Wen agreed and went out of the room.

She was eating in the yard just like yesterday.

Yingque went to the back room to deliver food to Sun Daoping. When he came back, he couldn't help but said with satisfaction: "Young girl is so thoughtful. Dr. Sun was so happy when he saw the red bean cake in the food box that his eyes gleamed. He rushed towards it again and again. I handed over my hand and thanked him. "

Doctor Sun loves to eat cakes made from red beans. During the days when he was at Gu's house in his previous life, Rong Shu had people make him a lot of red bean cakes and shortcakes.

Rong Shu smiled and said, "Have you given him the dregs of the herbal medicine that Zhang's mother drank to check?"

"Here it is. Dr. Sun smelled and tasted it and said that this herbal medicine should be effective for coughs. The combination of these herbs He had vaguely read the prescription in an ancient medical book, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He had to go back to the Taiyuan Hospital to confirm."

Yingyue on the side heard Yingque's words and looked at Rong Shu worriedly: "Girl. ——"

Rong Shu shook his head at her.

"Don't worry, it's just that you have to be on guard against others. If she comes again in the future, just find a way to kill her."

She is not afraid of Lin Qingyue, she is just living her life again, and she really doesn't want to deal with people she doesn't like. .

The master and servant had just finished dinner in the courtyard, and Rong Shu went to the East Room to talk to Zhang's mother.

When Ying Yue came over and said that Dr. Sun had finished the injection and given the medicine, Chang Ji also wiped the second master's back, and then walked back to the main room.

Gu Changjin changed into a snow-white undergarment, and the smell of medicine on his body was very strong. He had just drank the medicine, and his thin lips turned a little red.

Rong Shu said a few greetings as if it were a formality, and then he was escorted into the clean room to take a bath by two maids.

White mist curled up in the clean room, Yingyue wiped her body carefully, and said in a low voice: "Why is the girl's waist so thin again? Tomorrow, the slave will personally make some steamed cheese for the girl, and eat a bowl of it every day, it will be so good Bring back the lost meat."

Yingque on the side laughed and said, "I saw that the meat that fell off the girl's waist went to the other side."

Yingyue glared at Yingque. She feels sorry for the girl here, but this little hooves is full of crooked words over there.

But after Yingque said this, she also took a look at Rong Shu's figure, and immediately smiled and said: "When this busy period is over, it's time to cut some new clothes for the girl."

The previous clothes really didn't fit.

The door of the clean room was closed tightly, and three screens were placed inside. The thin voices were muffled by the mist.

Yingyue and Yingque suppressed their voices to a minimum, not knowing that what they just said was meant for all the patients outside to hear.

When they came out, they glanced at the bed and saw that Gu Changjin had his eyes closed and seemed to be fast asleep, so his movements became lighter and lighter.

After laying out the couch and folding the quilt, Rong Shu silently waved to the two maids and asked them to blow out the lamp and leave the house.

She was lying on the imperial concubine's couch, but she couldn't fall asleep.

The moon on the eaves was slanting to the west, hanging coldly outside the window, and the entire window was illuminated brightly.

The moonlight is very beautiful tonight, but it is a little disturbing to my dreams.

The imperial concubine's couch had no bed curtains and faced a window. How could the bright moonlight not disturb people's dreams?

Rong Shu turned sideways.

It was her own fault. This window was originally covered with a curtain made of bamboo strips. She sat here during the day and looked through the dowry list. She felt that the bamboo curtain blocked the light, so she asked Yingque to remove it.

Rong Shu raised his eyelashes slightly, and his gaze fell faintly on the bed next to the other wall. The bed had two layers of curtains, which could not only block the light, but also prevent mosquitoes and flies.

But for some reason, Gu Changjin didn't let anyone put down the curtain. That's right, it's so dark there, it doesn't matter if you let it go or not.

No matter how she looked, she turned her back and closed her eyes, but her eyes were still bright.

Rong Shu tossed and turned on the couch like pancakes for a quarter of an hour. Finally, he couldn't stand the bright window light. He sighed inwardly and went down to the ground to dig out a thin quilt from the box.

The original bamboo strip curtain was hung from a long wooden strip fixed to the wall. Now that the curtain has been removed, the wooden strip is still there, and the thin quilt is hung up, barely able to block the light.

Her movements were like a rat stealing lamp oil at night, scurrying away.

The decoction Gu Changjin took had the effect of calming the mind and promoting sleep. Just now he forced himself to hold on to his mind, and soon he fell into a deep sleep.

At this moment, Rong Shu's head was constantly rustling, and his ears were very good, so the good sleep was like fog swept into the strong wind, and was blown away immediately.

Gu Changjin opened his eyelids and looked sideways at the imperial concubine's couch by the window.

There, the little girl was standing on tiptoes on the couch, stretching her thin white hands upwards, and pushing the quilt in her hands against the citron wood cover on the wall.

The clear light of the eaves moon poured out on her body like water, and the satin-like black hair was like a heavy stroke of ink on rice paper, all splashed on her slender back.

From Gu Changjin's perspective, he could see half of her face soaked in the moonlight, as well as a small part of her waist exposed when the middle and lower garments were moved up.

The moonlight revealed the white jade-like texture of the waist that was not tight enough to hold, like ice flesh or jade bones.

"Plop", "Plop", "Plop" -

the heart that finally calmed down hit the dense drums again.

Gu Changjin pursed his thin lips and immediately closed his eyes.

Don't look at anything inappropriate.

Form is emptiness.

The man recited the Heart Sutra silently twice before he dismissed the scene he just encountered from his mind.

Rong Shu woke up the next day with back pain.

She had always been raised delicately and never tired of fine food. How had she ever slept on such a rough couch? The most important thing is that the moon pillow she is used to sleeping on is in the bed.

When she came out of the bath yesterday, she saw Gu Changjin sleeping deeply, so she couldn't ask for it.

He was a patient, and this injury was caused by asking for life for the people. It would be unreasonable for her to wake him up just for a pillow for herself.

Yingyue saw her sleepy eyes and whispered: "Girl, will you go to the Dongci Room to take a nap later?"

"No," Rong Shu stood up and shook his sore bones, "Go and get some water to serve. Second Master , please wash up and ask Yingque to come in and comb my hair."

She was in the house now, and Hengping and Changji couldn't come in. Doctor Sun was about to come in for acupuncture, so he had to let Yingyue, who was very meticulous, wash Gu Changjin's hair.

Gu Changjin woke up early and lay there silently.

When he is deliberately silent, he can really make people completely forget his existence.

That was the case this morning. When Rong Shu just woke up, his bones felt like they had been soaked in the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River. He couldn't help but sit up cross-legged, stretch his hands and twist his neck and waist.

I learned this set of movements from a medicine lady in the Shen family, who said that just by spending a cup of tea every day, you can loosen your bones and stretch your muscles to strengthen your body. The medicine lady originally taught him a set of passwords, but Rong Shu thought that Gu Changjin was still asleep and didn't read the passwords.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, he met a pair of deep black eyes.

When she sat up, she specifically glanced at Babu's bed. At that moment, he clearly had his eyes closed, his breath was even and long, and he looked like he was sleeping soundly.

Rong Shu silently put down his hand.

The two looked at each other wordlessly for a moment, and soon they looked away in perfect understanding.