Jiang Weiren was worried about painting in the winter , so he specially asked Dr. Zhou to enter the palace again.

"Is it better than before?" Seeing him loosening the thread, Jiang Weiren couldn't help but asked nervously.

Doctor Zhou nodded and replied, "There are signs of improvement. As long as you have patience, the poison will be eliminated sooner or later."

Jiang Weiren was really relieved.

Of course he didn't know that Yan Qing had already asked Chen Min to secretly announce Dr. Zhou to the palace in advance and ordered him to say so.

Doctor Zhou naturally did not dare to disobey the Queen Mother Shengyi's decree, so he just repeated what Yan Qing said that day.

At the beginning, Cao Dingzhen instigated Duan Changzhong to frame Fuying and let people hide the most powerful thing in Renshou Palace. The person who did it must be someone from Renshou Palace. Yan Qing has always been worried about this. After he was moved to Qingsi Academy, he used to The waiters have all been dismissed, and now the palace servants around him are all selected by Chen Min himself.

When Chen Min was in charge of the internal prison, the person he picked was not wrong. Among them, the most considerate maid named Ayu became the most trusted by Yan Qing.

However, Qingsi Courtyard is clean and the place is not as grand and spacious as Renshou Palace. Chen Min asked Yan Qing what he meant, and reduced the number of people in the palace by half, and also reduced the expenses. Sometimes she would sit alone in the courtyard, brewing a pot of tea, and she would feel as if she was really living in seclusion in the mountains.

Chen Min, a palace official in the Qing Si Yuan, made a booklet according to Jiang Weiren's wishes. He asked Beizhen Fusi to find out their details one by one before entering the palace, wrote them in the booklet and gave it to Jiang Weiren. He has had a photographic memory since he was a child, and every word in the book has been memorized in his mind.

Chen Min would also let people know about all the big and small matters in the Qingsi Institute, no matter how big or small.

Naturally, Yan Qing didn't know about these things. Jiang Weiren didn't come to Xi Nei often. Although Xi Nei is far away from the inner palace, after what happened in Sui Yuxuan, Jiang Weiren persuaded Zhao Yuan to order the Shenwei Battalion to guard Xi Nei on the grounds that the guards in Xi Nei were lax. If he didn't want Zhao Yuan to know about his comings and goings, It's not a difficult task.

But for Yan Qing's sake, he still had to be cautious. Jiang Weiren thought that when Wen Ying was found and left completely, he would not have to be bound by these constraints. The two of them would still have a long time of purity.

Because he didn't come often, every time he left, she seemed to be more and more reluctant to leave him. Jiang Weiren was very useful, but she didn't understand how precious every moment they spent together was in her eyes.

After finally waiting for him to come, there was nothing he could do. Play chess, or just sit in the courtyard.

It started to snow in the winter, and the wild goose pond was frozen. She sat with him on the porch, leaning against each other, watching the snowflakes falling, the courtyard covered with silver, and the silence between heaven and earth seemed to have disappeared. Any sound, in a trance, I just feel that this is the so-called quiet time.

Jiang Weiren turned his head to look at her, only to find that her eyes were closed, as if she was fast asleep. These days, she seemed to be getting more and more lethargic, and she looked tired during the day. She said it was because she was afraid of the cold and was prone to laziness in the winter, so Jiang Weiren did not raise any suspicion.

He moved slightly, intending to carry her into the house, but the ground dragon in the thermal pavilion was warming up. He didn't want her to go out to catch the cold, but she insisted on sitting on the porch with him to watch the snow, so he could only let her go.

But who knew she was not asleep yet. When he moved, he opened his eyes and refused to go into the room. Suddenly she pulled his sleeves, stared at him and said, "Jiang Tingchen, please draw me a picture." "

Jiang Weiren didn't know why she suddenly had this idea. He smiled and said, "You were so sleepy just now. Wouldn't you fall asleep faster if you just sat there and let me draw?"

"No," she said. He said very seriously, "I will definitely cheer up!"

"Wouldn't it be better to let Ayu go to the art academy to find someone to wait for the imperial edict?"

He is not good at painting and rarely paints. In terms of skills, of course he must belong to the art academy. The waiters here were more skilled, but she lowered her head and murmured: "Then what's the point?"

Now that she had this intention, he could only accompany her even if it was unreasonable. So someone set up a wooden table in the corridor and covered it with drawing paper. Yan Qing did as he said just now, sitting there obediently and never lost his mind for a moment.

He was afraid that if she sat for a long time, she would not be as meticulous and meticulous as the painters in the art academy. They only outlined her body and facial features, and only the eyebrows and eyes were the most inked.

When the brush was put down, Yan Qing stood up to look at it, and was a little stunned at the first glance. The painting was not very delicate, but the look in the eyebrows was vivid. That could not be achieved by relying on skills, no matter how good it was. His painting skills are no match for his hard work.

Jiang Weiren thought she would blame him for not being precise enough in his painting, but he saw water mist forming in Yan Qing's eyes. He was a little panicked and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? If the painting is not good, I will paint another one. Don't be angry..."

She tilted her head and smiled, "The painting is very good, I like it very much."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then Lifting the pen, Yan Qing looked at it and found that he had written a line of small words on the side.

There has been a promise of painting, and the thousand years will last forever.

She picked up the painting, looked at it again and again, as if she couldn't put it down, and finally folded it and put it in the box. He thought she would store it well, but saw her hand the box to him.

"You keep this painting. If you don't remember my appearance in the future, you can look at it," she said softly. "Until one day, you can't even remember to look at it..."

And until that day comes Before, this painting and the people in this painting will take my place and be by your side...

Jiang Weiren was shocked. He felt that her words were so sentimental, as if she had some other meaning, but suddenly he saw She stood beside him, raising her head and smiling brightly, with the swirling white snow behind her becoming the most flawless background.

"Jiang Weiren, I hope you only remember me in this painting," she said slowly, looking at him. "I will never grow old or become ugly. I will always stay on this day. At this moment, I will grow old."

Since Xue Shiying After being sent to Taihua Peak, every winter, Zhao Yuan would ask Zhang Fang to instruct Nei Dusi to prepare all the items needed for the winter, large and small, and then send them to Yuqing Temple by carriage and horse.

Of course, this was all done in secret. Even Cao Dingzhen and Yan Qing didn't know about it in the past few years.

After winter entered today, Zhao Yuan naturally did not forget to ask Zhang Fang to deliver things as usual.

"Go in person, my dear friend," he said suddenly, "Please tell me how the Lord of Qinghe County is doing, and you should be more careful in your work."

"Old slave, take the order!" Zhang Fang replied.

As he walked out of the palace, he thought to himself, Your Majesty is more interested in the Qinghe County Lord than the Queen. A few days ago, the internal prison came to report that the Empress was in poor health, but His Majesty only allowed people from the Imperial Hospital to pass by, but he never even took a look at her.

Zhang Fang went to Taihua Peak in person and met Xue Shiying.

Zhang Fang knew a little about what happened back then, and knew that Xue Shiying himself wanted to go to Taihua Peak to practice.

But it was a miserable life on Taihua Peak. He thought that the Lord of Qinghe County was used to being pampered and would be back soon.

In the blink of an eye, nearly four years have passed. If you look at it, the Lord of Qinghe County is already in his late twenties, and he has never looked back. Could it be that he really wants to practice Qing Dynasty for the rest of his life?

Xue Shiying was ill. Zhang Fang asked carefully and scolded everyone around her. She was still worried and said that she would send an imperial doctor after returning to the palace.

"Father-in-law, you don't have to be like this," Xue Shiying said weakly, "This is just an ordinary wind and cold. Besides, I have already taken medicine. I think I will get better in a few days. I don't need to mention it to Your Majesty when I go back. It will bother Your Majesty."

But Zhang Fang thought about it and took a closer look at Xue Shiying's sick appearance. Although she was a little weaker, she could see that it was just a common cold syndrome. If I mention it to His Majesty after I go back, I don’t know how His Majesty will go through it. If it’s just someone else, but if I have to go to Taihua Peak to visit in person, then it’s not easy to persuade.

After Zhang Fang returned to the palace, Zhao Yuan naturally asked him carefully about Xue Shiying's situation. He avoided talking about Xue Shiying's illness and only talked about some trivial things about daily expenses.

But he kept it in mind, and after some time he sent a palace official to visit Taihua Peak. The palace official came to report that the illness of the Qinghe County Lord seemed to have worsened.

Zhang Fang felt his heart skip a beat. If His Majesty found out at this time, it would be revealed that he had concealed Xue Shifang's illness. But if Zhao Yuan is not allowed to know, I am really afraid that Xue Shiying has some bad intentions, and His Majesty will be blamed even more. If an imperial doctor is sent here, there is no guarantee that the news will not reach Zhao Yuan's ears.

"In this case, you go to Dongbi Hall," he ordered. "I heard that it is the best medical center in Beijing. Invite the best doctor there to cure the Lord Qinghe County's illness."

The man followed the order and came back soon to report that the best doctor in Dongbitang had been invited by the Jiang family. It was up to Taihua Peak.

"It seems that Mr. Yuan Fu already knows about it," Zhang Fang nodded and said, "Then there is no need to worry."

Zhang Fang thought, since the people from Jiang Mansion have gone and brought the doctor from Dongbitang, Qinghe County The Lord’s illness will eventually be cured. Unexpectedly, as soon as spring came, news came that Xue Shiying was seriously ill and was taken back to Beijing.

Now Zhao Yuan didn't know but also knew, and was so angry that even Zhang Fang had never seen him look so angry.

He walked around the hall for a long time before murmuring: "I want to tell you, sir, that we can no longer send my sister to Taihua Peak!"

Yan Qing naturally also knew that Xue Shiying was taken back to Jiang Mansion. A'yu didn't know what had happened between her and Xue Shiying. She only said: "The Qinghe County Lord stayed on Taihua Peak for three or four years, but he delayed his best years."

She was speechless . After saying that, the meaning is obvious. At Xue Shiying's current age, it may be difficult for her to find her husband's family.

Yan Qing still had a grudge against Xue Shiying in his heart. If he had known in the past that Jiang Weiren couldn't bear to take her back again, he would definitely not feel comfortable. But now, she doesn't want to worry about it anymore.

Jiang Weiren was worried that she would be angry, so he carefully mentioned the matter, but Yan Qing actually said: "It is impossible for her to really stay on Taihua Peak for the rest of her life..."

In the blink of an eye, it was the third thank you gift again. Now that Zhao Yuan has a queen, it is natural that the emperor and the queen will go together. But Zhao Yuan went to Qingsi Academy in person and asked Yan Qing to go with him.

Yan Qing also guessed that he didn't want to be alone with the queen. Yan Qing knew that his temper was becoming more and more extreme. The more he tried to persuade him to be in love and harmony with the queen, the more he felt conflicted.

"That's all, let's go to Hushan again..."